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Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels. "Does this wristband match my sports attire"? "Is this a joke or what? Darling, are you really serious"? He nodded. "Yeah. Of course". "And why is it suddenly an issue"? "Come on, Cara. You know how I love to assess attire". "Thank you for reminding me that you run a big fashion house in town". "Cara darling, stop being sarcastic". "I am not being sarcastic here, baby". "Then why talk about my work when we are supposed to be having a tennis match". "Supposed to be having a tennis match. You said it, not me".

“No problem. I understand,” he said. “No, you don’t understand,” she said, and her gaze settled on the side stool. “Wait, you haven’t even drank your coffee yet?” “No, I haven’t. Actually, I don’t really feel like it right now.” “You don’t feel like it? But when you arrived, I asked you which you would prefer - coffee or tea.” He nodded. “And I chose coffee.” “Yes. So, you don’t want the coffee? Maybe you would prefer tea instead?” “No. Please no tea.” “Ohh. Then juice, maybe?”

"Because, Betty, there are just too many clothes in that basket. My goodness. Have you taken a look at it lately?" "Nope. You know that I am really very busy with work on my blog." "But that is not an excuse for you to pile up so many clothes there. I mean, it is such a huge mess that you have created there. They are already spilling out of the basket." Betty shrugged. "Well, I am not surprised. I know that I have been keeping quite a lot of them there." "And when are you planning to get them washed?" Betty sighed.

Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels. "Honey, I think this is simply going to be a waste of money for us", he said as he reluctantly gave the sales girl his card. "No, it is not going to be a waste, darling", she had said. "I believe that you will love it too". "Love? Why? It is just an accessory, not a person". "But, Don, we can still love accessories. Or don't you love your SUV"? "Well, you are right about my SUV, Olivia. But it is only because of how useful it is to us". "So, you mean that this rug is not going to be as useful as the SUV"? "How can you compare them, Olivia?

Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels. "Are you referring to someone else, someone different from your colleague"? "I know very well whom I am referring to. Aren't you Jasmine? My very able and trustworthy teaching colleague"? "Well, you do know who I am. So, I better stop questioning you unnecessarily". "Better. So why have you been screaming after me as if I owe you something from another lifetime"? "I didn't see you in class when I came back from the library". "Didn't you get the message from the Head Teacher"? "No. What was it about"?

That is where you are wrong, Nikki. The work we do as chefs is very intricate, detailed, and personal. We get reviewed in an instant on how good our performance is. This is very different from any other role or job that the madam might have. If the madam wanted an investment manager, she'd simply review his past performance in a bank and expect that he'd do well in the new job. But that doesn't happen with chefs. We get assessed on the spot, not later. And a verdict would be made by our employer almost immediately, not at some future date.

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“Well? Are you now tired of making a fool of yourself?” He turned to look at her. “I will leave the class. But it is only because I don’t want to reveal just how foolish you are.” She chuckled. “Look at who is talking. A new teacher who does not know how stupid he had made himself appear.” Enjoy the drama in this new tale of crossdressing.

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Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels. "I worked at my last job. I was always so fussy about how unkept the desks of my colleagues used to be”. She took a sip from the mug of coffee. “Why not join me”? “For coffee? No, I already”...“Please, honey. I wouldn’t take much of your time. Besides, I am soon going to be rushing off for work". “Okay”. He sat down on the other stool and poured himself some coffee. She reached across the table and squeezed his hand".

Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels. "You know what I am saying, Bruce. Why are you acting so confused and out of touch? You and I know very well that I am right here. You are ogling at me and I wonder why”. “Well, is it wrong to ogle at one’s wife”? “My goodness. You know, if it is not for two reasons, I am sure I would have enjoyed making you eat up your words". “What reasons are you talking about, Anita”? “First, I am running late. Second, I am really running late". “That is just one reason that you have repeated twice over".

"Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels. "Ella was surprised to find the reception from Sheela so warm and welcoming. She knew Sheela was different from a typical grouchy old widow but she still felt about the “year” she was going to be with Sheela as work, not friendship. But the more time she spent with the lady, the more she felt comfortable, and by the time the dinner was over, they actually hit things off quite well. Another surprise Ella got was Sheela’s speech".

“Let me quickly put on something more appropriate,” she said as she made her way from the kitchen. He took another sip of his beer and burped. “Yeah. You do just that. I am going to be here waiting for you to get ready, my dear.” “Are you not going to change into anything else?” she called from the bedroom. “Anything else like what?” “Something different from that suit you have on, darling.”