After another short period of odd noises, a rather flushed Marilyn opened the door. Her pale pink cardigan was buttoned up incorrectly, revealing a cream coloured lace camisole underneath and her hair looked slightly disheveled. Marilyn appeared to be panting somewhat, causing the other woman to conclude that she had been caught in a predicament and had dressed pretty hastily. Olive felt awkward, obviously she had called at an inconvenient time, the other woman hadn't even put her stockings on and thick dark stubble covered the bottom half of her legs! For one embarrassing moment Olive wondered if Marilyn had company, and perhaps if that 'company' were male. That would explain the red cheeks and half-dressed appearance of her friend. There was an awkward silence for a few seconds, neither
