Darrel and Danielle

I like him. I probably will not go out of my way to flirt but I would not refuse him a date either. I just don't want to seem too forward. Suddenly I knew how to let him know that I am interested in having sex with him.

Chapter Two

The weekend seemed a blur. I had spent a good deal of time those past two days shopping for clothing as my original wardrobe had been extremely limited. I could not wear the same clothes every day.

On Monday morning at 8 my new look was certain to be noticed and get compliments from the girls. Dressed in black slacks and printed mesh scoop neck top with three quarter length sleeves I strolled into the office. I had on a favorite pair of black 4.5 inch stiletto heal with open toe.

"Danielle I love that top. It's pretty."

"Thankyou Janet. I went on a shopping spree during the weekend and I had my hair done."

Dan would not have cared if anyone or no one complimented his clothes although he didn't dress badly. Now the comments struck a nice chord with me. I was beaming.

Being a girl is not so bad even if it happened unexpectedly to me.

"I was in Macys."

Carol injected a comment.

"I shop there sometimes."

That Monday I had become the new girl in the office replacing the boy that, as far as anyone knew, had quit. Dan had been there for a year and knew them well. My brain held the same memories and knowledge of course but they could not know that.

Soon it was time to get down to work. Supply orders would be coming in from departments all over the hospital. Trucks would be pulling up to the loading dock which was not far from me.

The days passed quickly. My colleagues in the office were becoming accustomed to having Danielle there. Every day they knew her just a little better.

"Hey Cheryl," I said as the work day neared the end.

"Darrel in the warehouse is cute."

She giggled. "He's too tall for you. You'd have to stand on a chair to kiss him."