The guy, who was apparently busy choosing T-shirts, suddenly looked straight at Joy and winked with a smile on his face. I looked at Joy and found him...smiling in return.“How did you do that?” I demanded as we came out of City Mart. What?” asked Joy. How did you figure him out?” That’s the gaydar,” he grinned. What’s a gaydar?” I was confused as a novice. Like radar. You send and receive signals. Comes with a bit of experience. If you were not here, I would have probably had him today.”Oh! You. Finally the car came to a stop and someone helped guide me out of the car. We then walked a while first over a hard surface like concrete and then I heard a metal gate open. Next I felt the softness of grass under my feet. There were girls all around me I felt them guiding me I guess making sure I didnt fall or try to run. Finally we came to a stop and then I felt something weird as they began to pull at my clothing. I was still in my night shirt and panties so it didnt take much for them to. I didn’t want to sit there and take her sly little insults anymore. You understand, don’t you?’ ‘Sure. But now they’ll think you’re an angry writer.’ ‘Well, I’m going to be able to write better if I feel things strongly, won’t I? Now come on, we have to get this apartment looking great before nightfall.’ * * * Their new apartment was pretty when the paint had dried and when all the furniture pieces were in place. The living room was in dark green, sort of resembling a Victorian home, and a. “Lying slag”, she shouted back. I turned around to look at her. “Yeah, you, you fat slag”, she taunted me.I took a couple of steps towards her. “I said I had nothing”, i replied.She came up to me now and stood right in my face. “Fucking fattie cow keeping yer money to yerself”!! She poked me right in the tit and that point I flushed red in rage so I pushed her hard. She fell back on her arse as I yelled at her to get lost. She sprung to her feet and grabbed the back of my coat. I.