Unwelcome Visitor

Tess

Three months ago

Tess was serving drinks at the Club.

Her feet ached, her hands smarted to slap some of the lecherous men who thought all women enjoyed being pawed.

She stomped into the kitchen, her tray in her hand when one of the girls stopped her.

"Hey Tess,' said the girl as she swayed past,' You have a visitor. At the back door.'

Tess trotted across, alarmed. Had something happened at ho