It won't serve his selfish interests."Mrs Carnoustie again looked shocked.Dr Rankin intervened. "I can see what Miss Macintyre means," he said. "In th... six weeks that her father has himself been out of hospital he has visited his wife once for ten minutes." My goodness!" My brother and I had to gang up on him to persuade him to do even that," added Moira."My goodness!"There was silence and then Mrs Carnoustie asked, "Do you think if I rang him and asked for an appointment it might work?"Moira. ’ ‘Is that allowed?’ ‘My husband will arrive later to join us so what do you think? In fact what were you thinking?’ ‘Nothing.’ She laughed and said what he had been thinking wasn’t a very moral thought. He coughed to hide his embarrassment. ‘But on the other hand my impression had been you didn’t like me so perhaps I should be flattered you were thinking of me like that.’ God why couldn’t she leave it alone, Andy thought. Anyway how could she really know what he was thinking? He decided to. 'Be here tomorrow at ten o'clock, sharp. We'll go into the wood and I'll suck Tiny Tim dry.'* * *The path we took the next day was well used: the wood behind the public toilet was a well known meeting place for gay men, but I didn't know that at the time.Jerome led me into a small, grass-covered clearing. He knelt down, directly in front of me, and grabbed hold of my cock through the material of my cycling shorts. It felt so-o-o good having my cock fondled by this man.'Let's get some of your. " Heh," Jamie chuckled. "So... Back to bed, then?" We could always try for another baby," Stuart shrugged."...We're both sterile," Jamie reminded her husband."Then we'll have to try extra-hard, won't we?" Stuart giggled, giving hiswife a playful kiss before taking her hand and leading her back to theirmaster bedroom.In a different part of London, another couple were being awoken beforesunrise, though unlike Jamie and Stuart, they didn't have the option ofgetting up and then going straight back.