It was part of my explanation when I was confirming her attendance.“No, I have one more friend coming, but that’s it.”After a few minutes I was ...ble to pull her aside into my room as Van was occupied with something on his phone.I closed the door. “So about last time we went out.”My sister responded immediately. “Hey, before you continue. I just want to say we’re never ever, and I mean ever going to talk about that. Ever!”“Come on Amy. You know we should.”“But we’re not going to. Let’s just. We'd been a lot more at one time. When I first came to London 5 years ago, fresh out of school and painfully na?ve, a friend suggested I get myself an agent. Not knowing any better I got a music mag and looked up the classifieds for agents. There were two entries under ' A' and one under ' B'. As serendipity would have it, the first was a wrong number; the next two were answer phones. Under ' C' I phoned Julie and when she spoke to me she must have realised how green I was and taken pity on me.. And do you have a sign?”“No. I don’t think so,” Wayne answered, trying to think if he had ever been told of such a symbol. “Judith said it was a kind of rune. I saw a bunch of symbols like this when I was doing some research, though.”“Tell me about your research.”Wayne told him the whole disastrous story of sleeping in class, his golden opportunity, and about his research paper and the fraudulent notes.“Yes. Fraud would be an academic way to put it. And your professor knew all about this file?”. I sat down in my car in the parking lot.My chest was sore, my buttocks were very sore, and my crouch burned fromthe hot wax and the very close razor cuts. What was happening to me?It was like I had no control over my life. Women were directing where Iwent, what I did, what I wore, how I looked - every facet of my life wasunder a women's control.I felt weak as I started back to the office.Oh no, I forget the beauty items which I was supposed to bring back forall the women in the office.I.