“But I’m sure she does.” I followed the line of her finger, spying a brunette sitting at the bar in a short skirt. I was seeing her in profile; a thin but well-defined face with a black fringe singing dramatically charred eyes. “Why don’t you go over and ask her?”You really are an olive short of a martini.“Are you for real?”“I was the last time I pinched myself.”“You can’t expect me to just wander up to a complete stranger and ask for… that.”Virginia shrugged. “Trust me. I have a nose for these things. She wants it. I can tell.”Trust you? I’d wear that latex dress sooner than trust you.“Yeah, well, my nose is telling me something doesn’t smell right.”“Go on! What’s stopping you?”“The thought of being pilloried on social media as hashtag perverted predator, for starters.”There was silence. Virginia lifted her glass and downed half of it in one. “I’m disappointed.”You’re disappointed? Well, you’ve had your little fun and I’m not playing any more.There was no third drink. Virginia may. He broke the news to Ellie that he was going home on Sunday morning, and back to camp from there…tears filled her eyes, then she said in almost a whisper, that “she needed her anniversary, and tonight then!” They kissed, then slowly she fetched down the old leather whip, presented it to him, and they silently bade the dog ‘stay’ together in the soft evening light they walked to the barn. They entered through the wicket gate in the huge old doors, she clicked on the lights, just three single bulbs, each hung from the centre three beams, rats scuttled into the hay disturbed at this unusual hour, the distinct smell of the hay brought memories from his past tumbling into his mind.Ellie, switched out the end lights just leaving the centre lit above the old chain lift, she lowered the hook the noise echoing round the big old building, as she pulled the chain rattling in the pully, clattering and rattling. Satisfied she turned to him, stood as he was whip in hand, telling him to “pull out a.
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