Jj08 - Blood Money
“And I couldn’t help but smile. She was one of the most pleasant people at the institution and was quickly becoming one of my favorite coworkers.
“Hello handsome,” she said.
I turned and looked over my shoulder to make sure she was talking to me.
“Yeah, you,” she said. “You get better looking every time I see you. If I were straight . . .”
“You’d still be old enough to be my mother.”
“What’s your point?” she said with a wicked, bare-lipped smile.
She was not a lipstick le...sbian.
Jamie Lee looked like what she was—an overweight, middle-aged gay woman. She had short hair shaved in the back, a certain soft androgyny, and the build of a linebacker who’d stopped working out a decade ago.
Of course, middle-aged gay women, like middle-aged straight women, had an infinite variety of looks, and generalizing was wrong, but Jamie Lee had the look that most people associate with lesbianism, her loose-fitting green nurse uniform adding to the effect.MoreLess
“Hello handsome,” she said.
I turned and looked over my shoulder to make sure she was talking to me.
“Yeah, you,” she said. “You get better looking every time I see you. If I were straight . . .”
“You’d still be old enough to be my mother.”
“What’s your point?” she said with a wicked, bare-lipped smile.
She was not a lipstick le...sbian.
Jamie Lee looked like what she was—an overweight, middle-aged gay woman. She had short hair shaved in the back, a certain soft androgyny, and the build of a linebacker who’d stopped working out a decade ago.
Of course, middle-aged gay women, like middle-aged straight women, had an infinite variety of looks, and generalizing was wrong, but Jamie Lee had the look that most people associate with lesbianism, her loose-fitting green nurse uniform adding to the effect.MoreLess
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