“Hi Chris.”“Hi mum.”“How was the garage today?”“Oh, you know, seized bolts and skint knuckles galore. How was work?”“Oh, you know, i...ate customers and terminally stupid managers galore.”They shared a laugh.“There might be another mouth at the table tonight Mum.”“I saw the two school bags dumped, stroke, abandoned at the front door. Peggy?” Chris nodded. “THAT, was some weight loss, wasn’t it Chris?” Chris nodded again. Noncommittedly. His mum looked over from the meal she was starting to. To be continued. Yeah Doc,that's where I'm at. Still like so totally on the cusp eleven yearslater. Like have you any clue what that frustration is like? Sometimes Iwish I could like just delete my file."I hear you Suzie. I think we ought to go on strike until our authorscome back and finish our stories," came a suggestion from Jamie."Now that's a laugh, Jamie," a character named Tom chuckled from anotherfile. Go on strike? Just exactly how does a character that's been stuckin limbo hell . It seemed to me that she'd truly had a fantastic first experience. “Does that make me a slut?” she asked, looking very concerned. “Absolutely not! It sounds like you really enjoyed it.” I replied, trying to be fully supportive as I thought, fuck, if she only knew what I’ve been up to! Rose quickly became openly experimental and within the next couple of weeks had sucked and fucked half-a-dozen different guys. I was right about her, and she was rapidly making up for lost time. She liked to. "I love you, Nicole." I love you too, Will." Can I put your bags in the car, Ma'am?" the dark-suited man asked with a smile. I hadn't even seen him approach. I was otherwise occupied.I opened the trunk and thanked him for his help. I held the door for Nicole and she slipped into the passenger seat, smiling her thanks. I got in my side, closed the door and turned to her."Welcome home, Sweetheart."Her eyes glistened still with unshed tears but the smile remained fixed on her face. I leaned over.