The Feminisation of Michael Chapter 3
The Feminisation of Michael. Chapter 3 I endured the rest of the afternoon with continued suppressed sniggers and laughter. I was glad when 5.00pm came and I buttoned up my jacket and put my handbag over my shoulder and left with a big sigh of relief. Sue was waiting outside in the car. “Hi Michaela,” she greeted me. “How did it go honey?” she beamed. “Fucking awful!” I blurted out. I was close to tears. “Just drive!” “I hear they put you on that secretarial course honey. That will be...