?Oh my god, what the fucking hell are you wearing, Christ what afucking sissy, you?ve been with him haven?t you?"?Nn no love,? I stuttered my face fel... like it was burning up.?What the hell are you turning in to, where is my husband? You?vebecome a a .. fucking woman."?Nn no love, I I didn?t want to, he he forced me to, he made me do it,?I whimpered, wishing the ground would open and swallow me up.She laughed out loud, a scornful loud disbelieving laugh.?Don?t be such a bloody liar, you wanted. ‘As it happens,’ she continued, ‘I think I might have some news myself relatively soon.’ I looked at her with my best attempt at a penetrating gaze. ‘News? Of what?’ ‘Did you ever meet Horsey’s brother?’ ‘Cant say I did.’ ‘Well, truth to tell he’s a bit of class. Army, of course, but no dimwit. I’ve been sort of hanging around with him between wars et cet and he’s been back on the market since the little wifey fucked off home to Boooorston (she elongated the first vowel and shoved in the ‘r’ in. I opened the door slowly tocheck if anyone was about, finding it empty I ran along the corridoruntil I found a door with a WC sign on it.I tried the door, it opened. I went in, it was a lovely clean bathroomwith a shower and also a bath and washbasin. I turned the taps on thebasin and filled the sink and washed my face and neck and cleaned myteeth. I sat down and went for a wee and while I took a piece of toilettissue I noticed how chipped my nail polish had become.I left the bathroom feeling a. It just didn'teven seem conceivable that anyone would ever say something like that to me.Did people really talk like that in public? So I didn't answer. Icouldn't answer. I was dumbfounded.Which I guess she took to mean no, because she smiled, said "too bad, butif you change your mind and decide to swing that way, we'll be here for awhile and you can find me, or him," and then she went off to find herhusband, and I watched her wiggle away. Gorgeous!And I realized I wanted to wiggle like.