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seven cocktails were now on the final level of blurring my thoughts.
     
    Just as I was going to apologise for something I might have said to upset her, she put her hands on my face, tilted my head and leaned in to kiss me.
     
    ‘What the hell is going on here and why am I not pulling away?’ I screamed in my head.
     
    The kiss was soft, passionate and actually very nice. It started off slow, with our mouths close d, with small movements then after a few seconds the pressure increased until I pulled away when some teenage boys started to wolf whistle as they entered the doorway , ‘I…I  have to go now , ’ I stuttered as I walked quickly onto the bus .
     
    The doors closed just as I got on and I stared at a shocked looking Sara h standing alone at the bus stop .
     
    ‘Am I gay ? ’ I asked myself all the way home.
     
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    The rest of the week comprised the following:
     
Making sure I kept busy which meant always telling Ann when I finished the work she had set so she could give me some more. She seemed surprised but secretly delighted as I think she thought of herself as a teacher and I was her top pupil who was now getting, ‘A’ grades.
     
Avoiding Angus and Sarah, which meant when I knew he was in the office I was busy in another department and ignore Sarah’s email and telephone calls asking if we could, ‘talk’.
     
Meeting up with Renesh for lunch on Thursday as he left a voicemail explaining that he really need ed to talk to me. He never phones me unless it’s something serious or he is trying to get a night out planned so he can flirt with Anya some more.
     
    Thursday came surprisingly quick and after all the work I had been doing, I felt slightly more confident in asking Ann if I could have an extended lunch . ‘I would obviously make it up tomorrow by taki ng the time out of my lunch as I know Fridays are one of our busy days , ’ I begged.
     
    As Ann pondered all the work she was going to be able to give me tomorrow at lunch time , she granted my request and I went to lock my computer and gather my belongings.
     
    Renesh was running late so I order ed a mineral water. Having a glass of wine was not an option for me as a flashback of the horrendous hangover I came into work with on Wednesday slapped my memory . Ann was not amused at my state on Wednesday and to help me ‘learn’ how to prioritise my private and professional life she expected the tasks to be done in half the time.
     
    I couldn’t argue.
     
    Renesh was wearing a crisp grey suit and looked very professional . ‘ H ey sis. How’s work going?’ he asked as he ordered a glass of wine.
     
    The chit chat began and we made our orders. After a while I began to sense an awkward feeling . ‘ S o, I’m sure you didn’t invite me to lunch to hear about my tedious accounts job, what’s up?’ I enquired.
    Renesh shifted around in his seat and avoided my gaze before he began, ‘please don’t tell anyone especially mum and dad . ’ I sat straight up in my seat and started to worry. 
     
    Renesh was the golden boy at home. He told mum and dad everything as he could do no wrong, so what’s going on here? I started to get concerned . ‘Me and Shilpa have been having a few problems recently and I’m not sure where to go next with us , ’ he continued . ‘ W hat kind of problems? And what do you mean you don’t know where to go next with it? I hope you’re not talking about divorce, Renesh! You can’t just give up like that , ’ I demanded.
     
    The conversation was put on hold for a minute whilst the waiter delivered our main courses; we stayed in silence until he left, ‘Neets, it’s been very difficult! She’s always at the hospital, her shifts are crazy hours and I’m left at home twiddling my thumbs ! I’ve been so bored I practically live at the gym and you know I’m usually allergic to exercise until I see a slight bulge . It’s not going to change either because as she goes up the ladder