I saw her red panties.She glanced at me quickly, then back to the road.“I saw your red panties when you first got in back there, I bet you have a th...n strip of red hair under them too.”“How did you know that?” she looked at me, with an almost grin.“You’re a swimmer and you sure don’t need any curly red hairs sticking out when you’re about to dive into the pool.”“I’ve been a tomboy all my life, and you’re making me feel like a girl - you need to stop that shit right now!”“What if I don’t?”“I. You're father used to write letters to the editor frequently, and the editor recognized where this letter had to have come from," he said nailing me with proof I could not really fight.He continued. "We have already been out to your mother's house. We asked if we could see her typewriter. She was most accommodating. We typed up a few lines and they match, in every case. No, you're 'The Psychic'. By the way, we didn't 'out' you to her. We told her we had gone over older letters to the editor and. Elyse laughed and we left the conference room. I went to her office to go over the reports we’d cover at the staff meeting, as well as put together a ‘Fact Sheet’ on the BLS deal to give to Cindi and her team. We called Kimmy in a bit later to ask her to speak with Barney at the travel agency and confirm our travel plans.Just before 10:00am, I called the leadership team into the small conference room and broke the news to them. Both Cindi and Julia were completely flabbergasted. Dave’s reaction. ”“Well I already have everything packed and ready to go darling. Ooooh, Ruby Tuesdays sound delicious. See you there around six, if I don’t get held up in traffic. I love you baby, goodbye.”She headed out the door, and said her goodbyes to the rest of the staff. Then headed to her car, and drove to the restaurant. For a while she thought she’d missed the most of the rush hour, until she was halfway there. A traffic accident stalled her commute. She thought about calling Jim, but decided to take.