He is dressed in a business suit standing at a busy downtown street corner across from a park. He looks down at the panhandler. She is dressed in old ...lue jeans and a man's faded, plaid, wool shirt.She's thin with long brown hair. Her hair is parted in the middle. Her face has a pale, innocent, almost angelic look.In other circumstances, she could be a young college student, an artist, or the daughter of a business associate. There is nothing exceptional about her. Countless beggars like her. “Hello, Owen! I’m going to Nanny and Grandad’s. Where are you and Mummy going?”“We’re going to a restaurant: that’s a place where someone else cooks your food.”“An’ can I go to a ‘resront’?”“Well, if your mummy says it’s all right, we’ll take you to one when we pick you up from your Nanny and Grandad’s.”“All right!”Owen loaded Maddy’s things into his car. It was only about three miles from Evie’s flat to Gary’s parents and would only take a few minutes in the car to get there.“I borrowed this. "Shall we?" I pulled him after me and headed for the stairs and my bedroom, and bed.Now I was an unfaithful wife I had decided without rancour that I was going to do it again, and I was going enjoy it more than I just had been made to. I had to drag him, he was very unsure of himself. As soon as I got him into my bedroom I practically ripped his clothes from him, threw what was left of mine off, and forced him under the covers. It took me about two seconds to get him hard again, and about two. She laughs and says, “It looks like you just had an orgasm.”Leon’s face reddens and he fights to force the blood away from it. “Does your mother let you talk that way?” he chides her.“Of course,” she answers with a smile. “You should hear the tales of her and Bill when they have sex.”Leon doesn’t typically think of Bill David, his ex-wife’s new husband. New might not be the word most optimal. Sarah has been married to the guy for nearly ten years now and he is seventeen years her senior. Leon.