Tuesday, January 17, 2006
In which Mary has a dilemma.
The solution for which, thankfully, is out of my hands.
What does one do, when one has a spare room in one's flat, and one's friend is looking for a room, and,on the surface, there is no good reason to refuse them it?
Because, the Boy Next Door being the sweet oblivious lad that he is, may not have noticed that I once had a tendre for him. Probably does not know that my flat has spent the year mocking me about him.
What does one do, when one has a spare room in one's flat, and one's friend is looking for a room, and,on the surface, there is no good reason to refuse them it?
Because, the Boy Next Door being the sweet oblivious lad that he is, may not have noticed that I once had a tendre for him. Probably does not know that my flat has spent the year mocking me about him.
