Gaye

A few years back I ran into my friend Gaye, an older lady I befriended at The Hellmouth, when I was at work in The Aisles. She saw me chatting with Joe Dairy and later pulled me aside. "Is he a potential..." she asked with a wink and a nudge. "No, no, no, " I protested, "I'm old enough to be his mother, Gaye!" She deadpanned, "He may be young, but hey, as long as they know where to put it." Oh, my!