"Sounds like a Hellish shift," said Simon as Nik unloaded her stresses.<br/><br/>Frankly, he could understand why a straight guy or lesbian woman might grab at her. She had a fine body, at least from what he'd seen. That didn't excuse it. It was one thing to look at someone and fantasise, but quite another to try to turn that into a reality by groping them without permission. Simon had never had any time for drunks or louts. Then again, with his past, he wouldn't have. He threw the car into gear and slowly pulled out onto the road.<br/><br/>"I guess it puts the rare times a prof has tried something on with me when I was helping them with their research into perspective. That's only happened two or three times, you get it way too much. You know, you could earn money in other ways. You could tutor English, write for magazines and try to get published. I know Sage would love to help out, as would I where I could."<br/><br/>It was something he fantasised about himself. He so wanted to see Nik excel, to become the woman she truly could be. Journalism wasn't what excited her and working as a waitress might just kill her spirit, but she was doing the safe thing. He shook his head slightly to clear the thoughts and glanced each way along the road at the intersection. Bain Avenue was quiet at this time, so it was unsurprisingly clear. He pulled out and headed on towards home.<br/><br/>"Well, it's a bit late but it is the weekend. I know Sage was looking to do a movie night tonight. Maybe we should stop by the all-night supermarket and pick up some soda and crisps..."