"Hi," she said, blushing slightly."Hi," I responded and gestured with the envelope. "You on paper is nothing like you in the flesh." She really blushe.... "I've got to talk to you."She smiled. "My place?"I shook my head. "No. Maybe there's a free table in a corner. It's pretty early."Actually, the cafeteria was nearly empty. Most of the customers were out on the terrace or sitting near the windows. We sat down in a far corner without buying coffee."I got roughed up by two friends of yours. Ann reflected on that, pausing with a spade full of dung.Although she'd enjoyed pretending, was she really one of the lower ordersnow? Was she really nothing more than a servant; a manual labourer?She shook her head. No. She still had her mind. She was Burt in looks andvoice but she was still Lady Ann on the inside in all the ways thatmattered.Unfortunately, being Burt on the outside right now meant that she had topay the price for what she'd done..."Burt!"She jerked round. Harry was in the. I pretended to look surprised and asked him how he knew. Iadjusted my hair around my ear, a very flirty move that women have usedon me with great success in the past. We started chatting and I found outthat James was a real doctor and not just dressed as one. He practiced atMount Sinai; he was divorced and had not been seeing anyone since hiswife left him over two years ago. He lived in Englewood Cliffs over theGW Bridge and he was a huge Yankees and Rangers fan, just like me. Before I knew. Therewas only one thing that the jocks wanted to do with a girl like her andit wasn't dance. Seeing a possible opening, I approached her and triedto get her to dance with me. She politely fended me off and refocusedher attentions on the jocks. I made some attempts to change her mindadding some obvious sexual flirts, but to no avail. It was a clearmessage that she didn't have any interests, or even a curiosity, in alesbian encounter. I was filled with a feeling of being totally shotdown, and for.