MONDAY AGAIN -  LIFE IS A BITCH , THEN YOU DIE.

"Come in , Jean"

"HI, Katie, nice wekend?"

"Oh dear old Jean, I wonder how many more times we are going to exchange that Monday morning greeting!"

"I don't know, Katie, just as long as we're together!"

"You mean, working together?" said the poor girl blushing.

Of course, you lovely girl, come here!"

And Katie kissed her astonished secretary full on the lips.

"Jean"

"Yes, Katie"

"You're not my secretary any more"

Shocked expression!

"Don't fret,  Darling  Jean.  I mean  that from today and for ever after,  you are not my secretary, but  my very dear friend. OK?  You still do exactly as you are told, BUT you are my special friend from today and for ever and if you ever need my help, you will get it, even if it costs me my life."

MONDAY NIGHT

"Angie, my love?"

"What,  you daft cow?"

"Fuck off"

TUESDAY NIGHT

"Angie?"

"Yes, darling Katie"
 
"You can still call it off!"

"Out of bed, you bitch.  I'm going to beat you senseless right here and now!"

Just joking!
 
 

WEDNESDAY NIGHT

Darling Angie!

"Fuck off"

"I love you, darling Angie"

"You're still getting the beating of your life and NO mercy.   Stop crawling my girl, have a bit of self respect!!  Face up and take your medicine!", said  Angela.

"Let's get some sleep my darling, we're both going to need it!"

"Too bloody right you will.  I'll visit you every day in hospital!  And I'll put a wreath on your grave every year!!"

"Cow"

"Bitch"

"Love you Angie"

"Fuck off"

 And so they separated on the bed and slept apart. Their friendship was in abeyance. A terrible, apprehensive  churning in their stomachs meant  that they both had very little sleep.