Neverending Novel

She'd give up her millions to be thin? "It doesn't matter what you've got in the bank. ... While the soup heats up

she found time to think ... or so she thought.

Perhaps she thought too deeply or not at all.

After all, she had set her heart on being a mechanic, and in physics, quantum mechanics is the study of the relationship between energy quanta (radiation) and matter, in particular that between valence shell electrons and photons.

On the other hand she thought; quantum mechanics was a fundamental branch of physics with wide applications in both experimental and theoretical physics.

Quantum theory generalizes all classical theories, including mechanics, electromagnetism (except general relativity), and provides accurate descriptions for many previously unexplained phenomena such as: Why does toast always fall butter side down?

But in her quest to be thin she didn't have any butter. Everything seemed banal and pointless. She went to bed.

... electrons and photons. I alone can not satisfy you? Do I need to become a quantum physicist?' -- I had never been rejected for such a bizarre reason." The man shuffled off sadly.

And quite frankly, she was one of the best qualified individuals that I had ever interviewed for this position. Upon checking references, we were told that we would "get a kick" out of this girl.

The reference proved right. She had a side job as an "entertainer" who dressed up as Vegas showgirl and performed in drag bars. I didn't fire for her for that but having an attendance problem.

She worked on the night shift and dressed for other job in the locker room, much to dismay of co-workers. At her dismissal hearing, she showed up as her alter-ego, which didn't help her case any. In fact Wandel commented that his nails were "nicer than hers".

She felt lucky that she never had to work with Wandel again. Instead, she rebounded quickly and found another position.

The bouncer position at the Kismet Casino suited her rather robust demeanour and nonpareil people skills.

Her bouncing skills at the Kismet were second to none. Her Laws of Attraction taught all undesirables that whatever they attracted into their lives whilst dancing closely with a partner, they had to focus on not getting stuck.

As nothing was fixed, and there were no limitations, the Casino noticed that suddenly everything was vibrating - the energy on the dance floor was pulsating.

Attendance was no longer a problem at the Kismet Casino!

Fortunately, dancing was to bouncing what shewn to the floor was to kicked to the kerb, and yet an ineffable yearning filled her very being.

It was such a spring day as breathes into a woman an ineffable yearning, a painful sweetness, a longing that makes her stand motionless, looking at the leaves or grass, and fling out her arms to embrace she knows not what.

Love is no hot-house flower, but a wild plant, born of a wet night, born of an hour of sunshine; sprung from wild seed, blown along the road by a wild wind. A wild plant that, when it blooms by chance within the hedge of our gardens, we call a flower; and when it blooms outside we call a weed; but, flower or weed, whose scent and color are always, wild!

She remembered, so wistfully, that magical evening in Vienna ...her chiffon dress strewn carelessly across the bed. And Him, that wonderful Roderick...

At 6:00 in the cool summer morning she woke up and made her way to the shower. She slid off her negligee and hopped into the hot water. She found the contrast in air to be quite invigorating. As she bathed she noticed she was nipped out and her thoughts were on the occurrences of the previous night…

and oh.... how wonderful that nite had been. She had met him on the piste - the snow was crisp, the sky so blue. Their eyes met across the Lilienfeld slopes - but then.... as she traversed towards Roderick - he was blinded by her beauty and did not notice the tree that he was heading for...

Alas, poor Roderick! She so wanted to know him well apres-ski. He appeared a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He slipped on the piste on his back a thousand times.

The helicopter airlifted poor Roderick and now he lay on their bed - with his feet in the air - the plaster casts weighing heavily.

Wild and fanciful in her nature tho, their nite could not be overshadowed with this unfortunate turn of events - Roderick had proven he was no less wonderful in the art of Austrian love whilst the beautiful music of Johann Strauss Blue Danube could be heard playing in the square below - and this, whilst bathing herself in the morning, brought a blush to her face...

...thinking of the techniques she would have to deploy, now Roddy was in traction, in order to get at his wealth and good family connections before one of the nurses got in ahead of her but she had always been one for facing up to reality, having blushed on many previous occasions which it would be ungallant to descry, so she signed on for a crash course in yoga and.....

Kamasutra, but alas to no avail. Roddy and his obscene wealth proved to be as painfully intractable as his injuries.

The Strauss muzak trailed off as the elderly patrons shuffled off the casino courtesy bus.

Yet, her study of the Kamasutra would soon prove to be a great advantage when she met...