Easy As Falling Off A Bike pt 935.

Wuthering Dormice
(aka Bike)
Part 935
by Angharad

Copyright © 2010 Angharad
All Rights Reserved.
  
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“Once we get home, I don’t want you to mention anything about Siân being gay, okay. Anything else is fine, but not that.”

“Okay,” Julie shrugged her shoulders.

Once we’d unloaded the car and gone in, the kids were delighted with their prezzies. The two girls were so pleased that the little bags I’d bought them could be used with their school bags. Basically, they carry small backpacks for school, but with their new bags, they could keep their personal stuff, money, cell-phones and so on, with them.

We’d brought fish and chips–I know, junk food–but everyone, including Tom, for whom I’d got haddock–tucked in with gusto. Except for Simon’s call, it had been a nice day.

I did the usual things, read to the girls, listened to the boys read to me, and discussed lesbianism with Julie. I was probably more embarrassed than she was, and not a lot more informed–just more experienced.

When you’ve known loads of girls, you get to meet all sorts. I had colleagues as students, my own students and now an old friend who were gay. Often it was intimated by other colleagues–‘Watch her she’s gay,’ type of stuff. As I’ve never felt threatened by another woman–except Stella when I first met her–and she had tried to kill me, albeit accidently–and Mary, Tom’s secretary who tried to kill me, women don’t worry me too much. If they fancy me–I might feel flattered, because it’s good to be attractive to others–but I can say no.

Men frighten me much more, because they’re bigger and stronger and more aggressive most of the time–I know I have my moments too–they also don’t always seem to understand, the word, ’NO’.

So, I don’t have hang-ups with gay people–I mean, when in a glass house, don’t throw stones–and many could say that in coming from a biological male myself, having a relationship with another male is homosexual. As I waited until after surgery for sex–I feel happy with my sense that I was female then. In fact I always felt that, but I think you take my drift. As for lesbianism–it isn’t something I think about very often–but with three girls under my care–one day I might well have to.

I came away from chatting with Julie, feeling that I had acquitted myself evenhandedly, until, Julie said, “I wonder if I’m gay?”

“You mean you don’t know?” I said feeling astonished.

“Hee hee, the look on your face, Mummy.”

“You little twerp,” I cussed, then we both laughed.

Downstairs I sat at the kitchen table with Tom and Stella said, “What’s the matter with you, you look like you’re about to face a firing squad?”

“I had a very snotty call from Simon this morning. Apparently Henry had a go at him.”

“About what?”

“I wondered if he had someone else.”

“What Simon?” she began to laugh.

“It’s not funny, Stella,” I felt close to tears.

“If you knew Si as well as I do, you’d think it was funny. He was nearly a virgin when he met you.”

“I was too.”

She continued to laugh. “That is so funny, Simon having a bit on the side.”

“I don’t think so.”

“Aww poor, Cathy” she laughed.

“How did Henry find out?” I asked and she shrugged and Tom blushed.

“Och, I ken, that micht hae been me.”

“Eh?” I gasped and Stella looked surprised.

“Weel ye were sae worrit, I called Henry.”

“Oh no–so he bollocked Simon, and he passed it on to me.”

“Aye, I’m awfu’ sorry, lassie.”

“Okay, Daddy, at least I’m playing with a full hand now. I’ll phone Simon and get it over with.”

“Ye want me tae dae it?”

“No thanks, Daddy–I’ll deal with it.”

I went up to the bedroom and called Simon’s mobile.

“Yes?”

“Just a moment–I had nothing to do with Henry going for you.”

“Well who did then?”

“I found out this evening, but I’m not saying anything.”

“Why not?”

“Because ultimately it’s my fault–they only acted because they thought they were helping me.”

“Okay–so it’s your fault?”

“Yes, and I apologise for misunderstanding you.”

“Misunderstanding me? I told you quite clearly that I wasn’t having someone on the side.”

“Yes but your behaviour has been very strange of late–quite distant.”

“So would yours be if you had as much on your plate as I did.”

“No you’re quite right Si, I only look after six kids and three adults–when you’re here–make films, run the mammal survey and––”

“–Okay–so you’re busy as well.”

“Gosh–you noticed,” I felt like slapping him.

“Yeah, okay–you’ve made your point.”

“So why are you so worried?”

“I can tell you now.”

There is someone else, went through my mind. I felt tears forming in my eyes.

“I was at Number Ten earlier.”

“What Downing Street?”

“Where else?”

“Why?”

“The PM asked me to join his ministerial team as an adviser.”

“Oh–is that good?”

“I don’t know, because I turned him down.”

“You said no to the Prime Minister?”

“Yes, I did.”

“Why?”

“Because I couldn’t afford for the bank to be linked to any particular party.”

“But you helped him during the banking crisis?”

“That was different–this is politics and I don’t have the stomach for it. Besides the Tories have long memories and sharp knives and they might just win the next election.”

“Yeah, so they say–not that I’ll vote for them.”

“That’s up to you–just as my decision to say no to Number Ten was my decision. I told him I’d help with specific projects, but only on a one off basis, like before.”

“Did he offer you a peerage,” I said smirking.

“Ha bloody ha, very funny.”

“I love you,” I said quietly.

“I love you to, you daft cow.”

“I’m sorry–but what was I to think, you were acting so strangely.”

“Okay–but I was sworn to secrecy.”

“Even from your wife?”

“Especially my wife–you know what she’s like, jumps to conclusions and makes two and two equal seven.”

“I hope I haven’t.”

“Haven’t what?”

“Made two and two equal seven.”

“Why?”

“Because I sent off the report on savings to the bank this morning, if I’ve got the maths wrong–I’m up a gum tree.”

“Without a paddle?”

“Yes, but I’m not as crude as you.”

“So you keep telling me. So what are all these figures about?”

“Savings on heating bills at every branch.”

“Oh yeah, like how much savings?”

“Approximately a million pounds.”

“What?”

“Maybe I’d better check them again?”

“Send ‘em up to me, seeing my bit on the side isn’t available tonight–I’ll have a look.”

“Thank you, darling.”

“Did he offer you a bonus?”

“Yeah, I turned it down.”

“Why?”

“I earn enough for what I do.”

“That’s beside the point–you’d have earned it.”

“He wouldn’t take no for an answer and insisted on paying me in shares.”

“You’ve negotiated him paying you in shares?”

“That’s what he said.”

“Geez, Cathy, the way the bank is doing in three years they’ll be worth twice as much. Remind me if I need a negotiator to call you.”

“It wasn’t like that...”

“I’ve gotta go–send me those figures. Bye.”

“I love you,” I said to an empty phone then burst into tears.

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