The Nosy Masochist
‘Home at last.’
Tired, irritable and in pain, Melissa kicked off her shoes, dosed up on painkillers and pulled on her baggiest, most comfortable pair of pyjamas. It had been a strange sort of day. On the upside she had handed in her notice at work, thereby ensuring her imminent escape from a job she couldn’t stand. On the downside, her period had started just before lunch, and she had spent the next few hours feeling like someone…