“Good morning,” June said as she sat down at the table.“Do you want some breakfast, dear?” Her mother asked.“Yes, please. That bacon smells ...elicious.”“What are your plans for today,” June’s father asked.“I haven’t made any plans. I do have to go to Roger’s and bring his newspaper and mail into his apartment. Other than that, I’ll play it by ear. Why do you ask? Do you need some help at the store?” June hoped her father would say yes. If he did, she would have an excuse to avoid Alice. She touched my bicep with one finger.Me: Touch it properly.She was very shy and with some hesitation, she touched me.Didi: It’s very hard.Me: See my thigh.Didi: I will not.I could sense a little excitement in her. She then took some photos.Didi: Your belly is so nice. There is no fat at all. I am fat.Me: You are perfect.Didi (smiling like a kid): I should not take street foods.Me: Yeah.Didi: Can I touch your belly?Me (I was very happy for this small victory): Yeah.She was sitting on her bed. I. Mothers day arrived in the Bishop household and Claire rolled over on the plastic sheet of her bed still covered in the poo from last nights fun and made her way to her mums room and woke her up with a nice big sloppy open mouthed kiss."Happy mothers day mummy, I love you." Thanks honey, I love you too," said Claire's mum as they kissed again."You wait right here while I go and make you breakfast in bed," said Claire.After Carol ate her nice big breakfast, they had a long hot soapy mothers day. Darcy went and collected the gurney styled bed on wheels he had seen in a hallway. He then helped the blonde lay her friend on it. He ripped the dress further and removed the pad so he could access the wound and placed his hand on it. Bess arched and shuddered before she lay still. Darcy smiled at the other woman, “She is fine, she just needs some rest now.”“You don’t exactly look like a doctor,” the woman said perplexed, as Darcy was dressed similarly to the day before.“I’m not, but I do need.