Sophie Webster was so depressed. Since her wedding to her lesbian girlfriend Sian, had ended in utter disaster, mainly due to her feelings for Amber Kalirai who she worked with in Amber's dads corner shop.
Since then she had fallen out with Amber and packed in her job at the shop. She was alone, jobless and seemingly without any way out.
She had tried for many jobs, but after dropping out of college, she had no real qualifications and serving kebabs, burgers or pizza's didn't appeal.
Walking home from yet another fruitless day's job seeking, she saw Carla Conner leaving her business premises, "Underworld"
"Hi Sophie, how are things with you?" asked Carla, a striking looking brunette in her mid thirties.
"Oh hi Carla." replied Sophie. "Well, I have no girl friend, therefore no love life, no job, therefore no money and my mother is sleeping with that sleazebag who raped you, so all in all my life is pretty grim at the moment."
"Sorry, I am sure, something or someone will turn up soon, and thanks for your support on the sleazebag, its appreciated.
Sophie was walking towards her house, when Carla called her back.
"Do you know anything about spreadsheets and word processors? Michelle has had to go to Ireland to look after her mother and she sees to that side of the business, it might only be a couple of weeks, but I could do with the help. " said Carla.
"I was doing business course at college before I quit, I could soon pick up things though, thanks." replied Sophie enthusiastically.
"Ok see you at nine in the morning then" said Carla.
Sophie was overjoyed and hugged Carla and planted a kiss on the older woman's cheek.
A quick learner, Sophie had soon mastered the "Underworld" computer system and Carla was very impressed.
A week after Sophie started working for Carla, a quotation for a potential large order was received.
"I need you to crunch some numbers for me Sophie, can you do that?"
Sophie replied, "well I will try to fit it in, but these projections are taking longer than I thought, I could stop over tonight if it will help."
"That would be great, I will pay you of course." said Carla.
A little later Carla said "how about bringing the laptop over to my place tonight, I could order take away and we can work in comfort."
"Suits me," replied Sophie.
Carla looked on in amazement as Sophie's fingers swept across he keyboard, inputting data and then announcing the projections had been finished, Carla was very impressed.
"There you are," said Sophie, "I think you will find those figures are very competitive."
Later that night in Carla's luxury apartment, the quotation finished, Sophie has just eaten the last of the takeaway pizza ad Carla was on her third very large glass of red wine, when Carla asked, "did you ever fancy boys?"