Sally

Sally was a hairdresser and worked in a salon right around the corner from my office. She was a dark blond, a little on the chunky side but with amazing blue eyes, late 20s, newly separated and from Ohio. She was proud of her Germanic heritage and interspersed her conversation with odd bits of German from time to time. As with any hairdresser, we exchanged comments, which is all one can really do when your interlocutor is standing behind you all the while.

On the third time I went to her for a cut, she lowered her voice and whispered into my ear. "I have to tell someone".

"What?"

"Last night I had sex with a woman."

After that, each visit (and they got much more frequent) was seasoned by Sally whispering details of her love life, with women, in my ear. I had a permanent erection, which was hidden, in the main, by the sheet around me. After a month or so, I asked if she'd like to have drink sometime.