Whoever G Hoskins was, he or she should have been sacked for abbreviating the date.The parents, David and Kathleen Evans, were married and their addre...s was different for each birth, though both in Shrewsbury itself. The father was a labourer on David’s certificate, and unemployed on Kylie’s.Kylie’s birthday was the same as Helen’s, 23rd November 1963. I recalled what Maurice Metcalfe had told me: both children were born in the same hospital. Kylie was born in Royal Salop, but I was born on. This was my first time someone touching my lips with theirs.I enjoyed it and waited same to see what his next move is. He tried to open my lips with his and I slightly opened my lips. He slowly inserted his tongue in to my mouth and started to touch mine. Later he slowly started to kiss me. I responded to him. But still acting as if I was sleeping.He slowly lowered his hand to my chest and started to press them from my shirt. I was enjoying it a lot. Mean while he did not stop kissing me on my. I kept walking and reached the pond. The trail led around the back of the pond and I followed it. As I made it around the back of it I stopped. I looked around and saw that I was in the middle of a group of nylon dome tents. What the hell? I must have walked into somebody's campsite. I saw a bonfire about 50 yards away and a group of adults and boys sitting around it. I don't think they could see me because the light of the fire blinded them. Very quietly I made my way through the tents. I. I think I will enjoy the stay, and you’re right I don’t think being home alone would be a good thing down there. I am gonna help you around the house while I am here though, that isn’t up for debate.’ I resigned myself to whatever fate she had in mind for me. I knew that she was just trying to be friendly and that after this week I would probably never see her again. We pulled up into a small ranch style house covered in Christmas lights and decorations. I had to laugh because it reminded me of.