There weren't many in there, being mid week, Two men sitting at a table over one side, one man wearing stage makeup, an old chap at the bar and Aunty ...and her friends sitting at a table by the door. Auntie was a big woman with long grey hair, on one side of her was another woman that she was talking to, but what took my attention was a woman of about 40 sitting on the other side wearing a Midlands Red bus conductors uniform, complete with red piping along the sleeves and trousers, and sitting on. And, well, I lovedwearing your clothes...it made me feel so special, and so close to you.You are the prettiest lady in the world, and when the waitress said Ilooked just like you, it made me so happy."Mother stroked my head, and quietly said, "Which of my clothes did youlike the best? Those jeans looked so good on you! I think they fit youbetter than they fit me!"Even more quietly, I answered, "Your panties."She pulled back slightly and raised an eyebrow. She said, "Really? Whyis that?"I. "How was that? I warned him twice, I asked him thrice. I counted the questions, ever so nice. He served me wine, he wasted time. You know I know You know he's mine." Doggerel," complained a Voice from Above.Nickie shrugged her pretty shoulders. "It's Your curse, it could be worse. You commanded me to speak to You ever in verse." Phil nervously searched the ceiling visually for some source of the Voice."Well, it's annoying." The Voice sighed.Nickie smiled a wicked little smile. "I win. Again.. I pulled away, leaving behind a faint pink kiss print and smiled a little, then ran my hands through my messy short curls. The migraine still edged along my consciousness, and I reached up, sliding back the panel to get the medication. A knock had me pausing, looking at the door over my shoulder in the mirror. “Occupied.” I called out, taking out the bottle of pills. The person seemed to get the idea because they didn’t knock again. I shook out two pills, popped them, and swallowed them dry. I.