A chance meeting... then, again, in different circumstances, a glimpse across a
room brings questions, possibility and longing.
Feelings you were previously unaware of. Although...

Caitlin returns home and tries to find a way to relax. It looks as if her Pledge Class isn't letting that happen.

“Where’s Simon,” I realised he was absent from our little party.

“He caught a train up to London, about midday, a little local difficulty, apparently.”

As I cleared away the dirty dishes and crocks, Stella came out to help me. “That went pretty well, all things considered.”

Veronica Nelson, a transsexual, was in her third month of her Real Life Test. She was struggling financially, cut off from her family, and someone was leaving disgusting surprises in her jeep. She hadn't expected transitioning to be free of difficulties, but this was the absolute pits. The weird hassles kept mounting until she felt like she was ready to snap!

Then one night she had a chance encounter that would help put all her troubles in perspective...

Dianne looked at me appraisingly. "She's right, Bel. It's you, and yet it's a whole new you."

"You're still winding me up, aren't you?" I said.

"Well, yes, but it *is* lovely."

Caitlin spends the night with her mother and they discuss the situation Richard had walked into. Would this help or hurt Caitlin's ability to simply be herself?

Easy As Working For Nothing.
by Angharad
part: 395

The next morning, I awoke early and decided to get myself ready for the meeting at the university and then shopping with Portsmouth’s answer to Imelda Marcos. I don’t know which worried me more, probably shopping with Stella–I was a bit out of practice of retail therapy.

Easy As Going Shopping.
by Angharad (shopaholic)
part: 394

Bike 394.

I often find that after a stimulating evening, I am too wound up to sleep. Thankfully, that wasn’t the case and despite the storm that raged half the night, I slept like the proverbial log.

Easy As Killing Bambi.*
by Angharad
part: 393

*Might not be suitable for vegetarians or people of taste.

I opened the front door, and accepted the flowers and wine presented to me, I also accepted the peck on the cheek. I showed him into the lounge where Stella was sitting. “I believe you two know each other,” I said.

“Hello, Stella.” Des held out his arms to give her a hug.

 © 2008 Nick B

With help and inspiration from Lady Eleanor and editing by Gaby--thanks Gabi

Easy As Making Mud Pies - Hard as eating them!
by Angharad
part: 391

I did some shopping on the way home, if Stella was due to arrive tomorrow, some more food would be useful, although we could eat out once or twice. I had some work to do, so she'd have to talk to Spike or go out on her own.

Easy As
by Angharad
part:388

I was in the middle of eating my sandwich when the phone rang. I was a little apprehensive about answering it, because no one was supposed to know I was here. At the same time, it wouldn't take a rocket scientist to make an informed guess.

I picked up the receiver, "Hello?"

"Hello, Cathy," said Simon.