." I paused, unsure what to say. I thought about turning quickly and leaving the bathroom where I'd stumbled on this sordid tryst, heading back to the...mind-numbing tedium of Sally's party. But I didn't move, I couldn't move."You're not a what?" asked Lexi with a smirk as Karen pushed her tight mini-skirt over the curve of her bottom. Lexi continued to wave her toes in the air, as though beckoning me forward. "A lesbian?" she gasped mockingly.I blinked. "Yes. I mean, no. I'm sorry, I didn't mean. But no other word. April passed, and still no letter.One hot Friday afternoon in late spring, Charlie and I spent a harried day working one huge delivery after another. I was sullen and was taking my anger out on the orders, asking for the biggest ones and for the most distant customers. Finally, by late afternoon, the two of us cleared the backlog and the flow of customers thinned for a while. Soaked with sweat, I took a break in the restroom and soaked my head with cold water.As I returned to. At the time this is written though, marriage was an as yet not even a distant thought, she was a student, and a clever one at that, destined to be a high flyer, which she now is. She and her girly group worked hard, played hard, and to get a holiday a bunch of three of them, who hung about together, decided to holiday in a Spanish holiday destination, and let their hair down a bit! This particular group, had a code that included, setting one another odd tasks, to do, things that took a bit of. She wasn't a natural red-head, she just liked dying it a real dark red colour. I looked at her black eye-shadowed eyes, and down to her angelic features. She could easily be a model but instead she stays working as the boss of her own small penpushing company."What have you stopped for?" She asked sternly looking up from her nails to me,"You only get a break when I say so, understand?" God what a bitch she is, it's like she gets a sadistic delight from ordering her females employees around.As I.