We holiday in the Greek islands twice a year and in May this year we went to Mykonos. I have always loved the film Shirley Valentine but have always t...ought that Mykonos was the gay capital of Greece. On the flight out this thought was endorsed by the number of male couples on the plane. However during our first week we had seen a guy in his early forties regularly and said hello each time and made general conversation in the bars and tavernas. One afternoon we were takeing wine in a beach. She'd never tried to come between him and Miss A, as far as he knew. But now he wondered. Hadn't she sacrificed him to avoid being punished by her mistress? He'd forgiven her because Miss A had put her in that position. But now he wondered. He also wondered if that was what jealousy did – pushing a one-time friend into the ugly light of suspicion?The new feeling was like a hot coal dropped into his hands. He had to juggle it around in order not to burn his skin. The feeling was vile and indeed. He also got hold of the Police Commissioner's office to relate the bad news about Bruce's condition, and to ask for help from them if it was needed. Bruce had been waiting patiently in the cave for Dick to return from his soiree, and when there was no sign of him by the next morning, started to get worried. Figuring that it wouldn't hurt to make a visit downtown to the bank to get some money with which he could get some more clothes and food, Bruce left the cave around 11AM. When he showed up. ”“I don’t know, we will have to keep looking I guess,” she said smiling at him. The professor showed her into a lovely room. “These will interest you,” he said. He opened a door, and she looked in.She played with the taps on the sink, “Why two taps?” she wondered aloud. “One had a green top and one with a red top. Hot and cold water?” she said aloud as she turned them and water flowed into the basin.She felt the temperature and commented, “Shame the hot doesn’t work anymore. I wonder how they.