“Yeah, we and my friends have seen the advert and we’ve had a good laugh about it ... Yeah – she BELONGS on that show. She’ll love it! I hope ...he does. I look forward to seeing it.”Which show?She smirks and shakes her head. “You know which show it is.”Back to Nikki, outside the pharmacy.“My name is Nikki Shinton, and I want to have sex with a dog.”And we’re in a car, heading out of Stoke toward an undisclosed location. Nikki drives and talks to a camera in the corner of the windshield.“I talk. I sat listening to the radio for a further hour then wandered down the street full of trepidation !I knocked and the door opened. Hazel was in a different bikini but God ! She looked good ! "Early drink today I think Steve" she said smiling. "You have a lot to do so go into the garden. The sunbeds are ready". She came out of the back door with a bottle of wine and two glasses. She filled each glass and patted the sunbed.We laid on the sunbeds and I gulped down my glass of wine. I was so. “Don’t be sorry, it’s just a shock; I mean you were so good! It’s hard to believe you’ve never done anything like that before!” I tried consoling her.She nodded at my words and then smiled brilliantly. To my surprise, she got up and put on her clothes with out any more words. I sat there watching her intently. She was dripping in sweat, her hair was a mess, her make up was running and her cheeks were a deep crimson, yet she dressed in her uniform and walked toward the locked door of the sauna.. When you got fired, hr cold shoulder turned into a gust of wind as she sped out the door, tossing you a bleached-white smile as she dove headfirst back into the local lesbian scene. Which, honestly, you should have done too.But you'd had it with that city, and maybe it was just your shiftless roots, but you felt that it was time for a change. You shopped around for other jobs and just in time, so that when the magazine finally folded you were already packing your belongings for a trek across.