(a fantasy) The night before, Thursday night, a bunch of us from work had been in a bar, late, unwinding after a hard day.(a fantasy) The night before, Thursday night, a bunch of us from work had been in a bar, late, unwinding after a hard day. Lynn looked up over my shoulder and started giggling and we all turned to look at what. Into the bar came a man in a suit, leading a woman by a leash connected to a collar around her neck. She was well dressed for an evening on the town but was wearing cuffs on her hands and following this guy by the leash. I guess they were out for what was called a "scene." Doreen scowled, "that's disgusting." "I don't know," I smirked, "it looks like it might be fun, at least it's probably better than what I've been getting lately." Everybody laughed. My abysmal luck lately dating was well known in this group. But I saw a glimmer in Linda's eye that I didn't understand just then. Then subject changed and I didn't think about it anymore that night until I went to sleep. Then I was haunted all night long by the image of the woman in the dress with the collar around her neck. Just after lunch the next day, Linda came into my office and shut the door. "Karen," she said. I quickly looked up from the terminal at her. She was dressed like me, in a business suit: skirt just below the knees, blouse, and jacket. |