Her fingers caught and she looked down, realizing that there was a tear in her best article of clothing. She burst into tears, covering her face. ‘O..., miss, I’m sorry!’ ‘No, no. It’s not your fault, sir.’ She wiped her face, appalled at her reaction. ‘It’s just been a bad day for me.’ ‘I’m sorry to hear that.’ He doffed his hat. ‘I was just heading to get something to eat. Would you like to join me?’ ‘That’s not necessary, sir. I’m all right.’ ‘I would rather enjoy your company, Miss … ‘. But some enterprising newsperson or academic came up with the concept of using the Big Mac as a unit of measure, the criteria by which all fat-enriched foods can be compared. Suddenly everyone knew how much fat we were talking about. Everyone is familiar with the Big Mac and its fat content.So when some nutritional expert says that your little watercress salad with the water and vinegar dressing and a pound and a half of crumbled goat cheese has three times the fat of a Big Mac, then everyone. When I am at work, my mind isfocused anew upon the tasks at hand because I am not as distracted bymy domestic life as I once was. My boss informed me that I am due forpromotion next month! My dinner is lovingly made for me, in accordancewith my tastes. I can relax without worry every evening, sharing a teawith Jeremy in the roseal sunlight of the setting sun or enjoying thesoothing relaxation as he cleanses my feet.Of Jeremy's happiness? He never says "no". He never says "stop". Heseems. It’ll be one of those very curious situations of seeing how much they can see of what they can’t have.” That made us all laugh.“Well, in my case it is the opposite.”“So, is it true? You’re really an executive who is a slut? You just really like sex?”I put my hands out to the sides, “That’s me. Actually, I’ve given myself to a married man who has brought the slut fully out.”“Married?”“Yeah, his wife finds me exciting, too.”They shook their heads in wonder, looked at each other, and smiled. .