"Good evening, sir. Would you be Eric Campbell?" That's right officer," the man replied."I believe you called-in an incident this evening, sir?" Yes, ...I heard a noise at the back - a kind of popping noise - and when I looked out of the kitchen window I saw a man running through my back garden."Mr Campbell led the two officers round the side of his house and into the back garden."What made you think it was a gunshot sir?" one of the officers asked."Well it was kind of dark, but the figure ran. I must have gotten overconfident smelling victory so close, and promptly double-faulted. But I was not going to let the girls get to me with their head games. The girls huddled again, and this time I noticed my girlfriend up really close to the net, not even set into her stance. Instead, she was whispering something to Alan. I shook my head, focusing on the task at hand, called the score, and launched into my serve. Nicole sliced a backhand return right to Alan, the ball weakly arcing into. It’s just a group of women having a good time together. What’s the worst thing that could happen?”Okay, in retrospect that maybe wasn’t the best thing to say as I could tell immediately that far too many worst-case scenarios were churning about inside her head.“But I’m not a lesbian.”“Neither are most of the others. There’s me and maybe four others. The rest of them aren’t so what’s the problem?”That seemed to calm her a little, so I didn’t add that several more were happily bi and at least two. Istood up and did a little spin, much to her delight and she said the onlything I needed was a touch of lipstick, she thought frosted pink would bethe perfect choice. She said my hair was fine for now since we were onlydriving right to the salon. She opened her purse and pulled out the lipstick and applied it to mylips. "You are beautiful, you don't even need makeup, and you are a natural! Ijust knew that blue would be perfect for you; it matches your eyes andcompliments your skin tone. The.