Hard Decisions by Elaine © 2020

"I thought your date would appreciate them when you try to scratch or dig them into his back tonight," she laughed.

I looked at them and asked, "Do they come off easily?"

"Oh yes in about a month's time," she continued laughing, "those acrylics are bonded to your own nail. You can shorten them, but removal isn't easy."

"You’re a cunning bitch," I said smiling at her, "you've always wanted to do this to me and now you have. Just in time for my date tonight."

"I don’t know what you’re worrying about, he'll eat you alive when he sees you," she replied. "If he doesn’t then I will."

I knew that Yvonne had a long-seated crush on me, but I’d resisted all her attempts to get me into a lesbian relationship. I was into men and I was a man's girl or least that’s what I wanted to be.

Standing at her cash register, I took out my purse and paid her fees, including a generous tip before driving over to the equestrian supply centre to get some feed for my pony. Jim and Kathy who ran the supply centre were a husband and wife team. She was an expert horsewoman while he was a good businessman.

"Wow look at you!" said Kathy taking a second look as I entered the small shop, "your hair looks wonderful."

"Thanks Kathy," I replied touching my hair gently, "Yvonne went a little over the top though I think."

"No, it really suits you, she did a really good job, and maybe I should book an appointment too. That might buck up Jim's ideas," she laughed buzzing the intercom. "Brian, Julie's here can you carry her order out to her car?"

"Yes, I'll be right there," Brian, the labourer replied.

Brian smiled when he saw me, loaded the trolley and dragged it to the rear of my car. He put my food bags onto the back seats and loaded the horse feed into the rear of the car. I could sense him looking at me with lust in his eyes. He seemed fixated with my cleavage.

"Thanks," I said trying not to stare back at him.

"No problem," he said as his smile gave me the impression he would give anything to help me unload the car at the other end. The drive back home was uneventful until I turned into the unmade drive up to my house. My mobile phone rang.