Two days were spent at the Model Engineering exhibition. Tom couldn't enter the competition. The entry forms should have been sent in a month ago but ...he organisers gave him a stand where he could put the engine on show. Each day they took Vivienne along. At first she was most self-conscious at sitting behind the stand facing the public and having them face her. Tom insisted she bring along some of her ornamental turning and soon involved her in any discussions. Most model engineers were also. Her bony face had a harshness about it in repose which so easily softened into near soppiness whenever she commenced her lovemaking with Innocence. It was inevitable that Blanche should get to know Dodie better herself, though at the time it didn’t seem inevitable at all. Innocence was out and Dodie had returned after a day working in a record shop which was one of the several occasional jobs that she did more to enliven her life than for the meagre pay it afforded her. It was almost like. Very well now. I practiced a lot when I was young. I would practice every day after school, before the folks came home. At first I had an old flat top guitar but as I got better, I bugged my dad to buy me an electric guitar and an amplifier. Dad used to play when he was younger, but had lost his touch and he said I would probably be better that he was if I stuck to it. That was an unusual remark from my dad, we really didn’t have a lot to talk about in those days, me being a junior in high. One evening at the dinner table my wife told me that Mike had called her that afternoon and wanted to hook up for some sex that night. And that she had asked if I could watch them. I asked what he said. She said that if I would allow her to do one thing to me that I could watch. I asked do what to me? She said that he had told her that the only way he would be OK with me being in the room is only after I had put an elasticize band around my balls. I didn't know what she ment. Like a rubber.