The first thing I bought her was some of the perfume she likes best. I gave it to her when we were alone one evening. She asked what the occasion was ...nd I brushed it off lightly with the fact that there doesn't need to be a special time for a Son to buy his Mum a gift. She accepted it gracefully and I asked her to promise that she wouldn't tell the rest of the family, in case they teased me about it. Mum swore that it would be our secret. I wondered just how many more secrets we would share. I slapped the tape in a video machine Lou had in his office, then took a seat beside his desk. As the soundless tape rolled, I couldn’t help but glance at Lou out of the corner of my eye. As he watched his baby busily fucking his seven men, Lou’s face went red, then drained its colour to white, then took on a red, purplish, hellish colour. I don’t know for sure what went through his mind at the moment, but I think I can guess. For myself, I couldn’t look at the tape again. I found if I did have. It wasn't that far from home to work: sometimes she cycled, or even walked, but she needed petrol so she'd come in the little car she owned. By using the supermarket's supply, she got bonus points and a staff discount! Although she was of course well-known in the store, she didn't usually shop for herself on the days she was working.It was Wednesday, so Shirley had a couple of days to think about and prepare for her date with Neil Anthony. As she was living on her own, she didn't always bother. The shape of the knot filled his hand with memories.I was never as firm as that. And never a wooden lover."No, my love, but the shape is about right. I held those precious breasts enough times to remember."I went to sleep at night with your hands supporting them. I felt so secure."I think I'll stop for now and go sit a spell."Don't forget to drink something. And I mean water, not any of that cider that's gone hard."I don't drink that stuff."Don't lie to me. I know better."I suppose you are.