Her pace quickened, she knew he was behind her. She could feel his eyes all over her. The 16 year old quickly turned her head. Caught him!  Yes, he was definitely letching at her, he must have been because men are always perving. She glared at him and he looked sheepishly to one side. It was obvious he wasn't really interested in that patch of bluebells on the bank. She faced forward and carried on through the park. When she reached the end she turned left down the street and walked into the newsagents.

May was sure the assistant took a sneaky look down her blouse when he was serving her. She gave him a withering look as he handed her the change but he didn't seem to notice. She turned around and marched towards the exit.

As she opened the door to go out an elderly man with a walking stick hobbled in. Yeah, sure he had a bad posture, so that's why he was looking downwards. She knew exactly where he was looking. The stick was just an excuse, she was convinced, he didn't really need it at all. It was just an excuse for him to letch at her cleavage.

Just outside the shop was her neighbour, Joanne. She was on her own, May wondered where her friend was. The friend was a bit younger than Joanne, and very pretty, May was sure they were lesbians.

"Hello May", smiled Joanne.

"Hello" she replied without any enthusiasm, she didn't want to encourage her. But Joanne wasn't going to let her get away that easily.

"That's a nice blouse May, where did you get it from." Yes, she was definitely on the pull.

"Birthday present."

"Oh, when was your birthday?"

"Yesterday" she lied, if she admitted it was today Joanne might get ideas and try and pick her up.

"Oh, happy birthday yesterday. Actually I've got some news. Me and Angela are getting married."

"Are you? Congratulations! Is it one of those civ . . .

May felt a tap on her shoulder and a familiar voice said "Hello May."

"Kev!" She was glad of the interruption, she rather fancied Kev and they were good friends. "Jo and Ange are getting married. Nice to see you Jo, I've got to get back, bye." She hurried away and left Kev to talk to Joanne.

Further down the street she nearly bumped into the vicar as he was getting out of his car. Everyone thought he was such a pillar of the community and so respectable but May was not so sure, she'd heard about these pervy priests. Perhaps he'd been waiting, choosing his moment so he could pounce as she was passing. "Hello May, beautiful day isn't it?"

"Yes, it's lovely."

"I haven't seen you for a while. Maybe we'll see you in church some time."

She knew what he was up to, he wanted to lure her into his vestry and abuse his trust. At least he'd try but she wouldn't trust him anyway. She said she'd go to church some time and went on her way.

She got home to the smell of coffee being made and found her mother in the kitchen.
 
"Hello May, did you get some milk?

"Yes Mum, here." She placed the carton on the table.

"Hey, I've got some news, Jo and Ange are getting married."

"I know Mum, I just bumped into Jo outside the shop. I'm not surprised, I always knew they were a couple of rug munching lezzas."

"Lesbians if you don't mind! You should really try and be a bit more understanding dear. Anyway they're not. They're marrying a pair of twin brothers they met last year. They're having a double wedding."

"Oh, wow, that's lovely, I thought they were having one of those civil ceremonies together, you know, like, a lesbian marriage." May blushed at the thought of the faux pas she'd nearly made earlier when Kev had turned up.

"Anyway" said her mother with a serious look on her face. "There's something else I need to tell you. Maybe you'd better sit down while I make you a cup of coffee."

She sat down and looked at her mother. May didn't like her mum's new hairstyle, it made her look a bit butch and she wondered why she chose it. Her dress sense had changed as well. She was going for a much more rugged, less feminine look. Then with a shudder she realised what this meant.