Wild Desire
One look at the divine Ellis and my suspicions about myself grew .
Was I a lesbian or what?
Ellis was everything I’m not. Tall, lean and vaguely angular, she had the lightfooted grace of a racehorse. All fine bones, fire and arrogance, she'd stride through the office like the Goddess Diana and confound everybody — particularly me! - with her sexy yet touch-me-not air.
Sexuality ... One of those famous ‘grey’ areas for me, I'd say.