But that night, something was wrong. He seemed distracted, pained even. He didn’t want to talk about it at first, but Amy was insistent that if some...hing was wrong, she wanted to know. Maybe there was something she could do to help. “It’s just, whenever I am around you, I just...I can’t tell you.” “No, tell me. You can tell me anything!” “I - My - Wow. O.K., I just get like really hard.” “You mean?” Amy knew exactly what he meant. “Yeah. And it’s not your fault or anything, you are just so. “And... and who is this other woman?” Debbie shook her head. “I think it’s best coming from Sioned herself. I know she wants to tell you about it... but in her own good time.” Harry nodded. “I would wait until she is ready to tell you, if I were you,” she told him, Harry said nothing for a few moments. “And you are her...,” he said. “We... we are quite close,” she said with a smile. Harry smiled. “And do you have a boyfriend?” She shook her head. “I have a girlfriend.” Harry opened. I took my coat off and let him see me in my white basque and white see through knickers, he just said ' fukin hell he'll have a heart attack '.Anyway i waited and a couple of minutes later he came and got me and led me in to the sitting room where a group of drunk lads were stood about and one was at on a chair with a blindfold on, i was led over and motioned for me to sit on his knee and one of the guys took his blindfold off. They all cheered and i told the guy i was sat on that i was his. I put my arm around her and just hugged her. After a bit I asked gently, “What’s wrong?”She sniffled and dabbed at her eyes with a handkerchief. “You are so nice to me. I’m not used to that.”I looked her in the eyes as I reacted, “But you had a husband!”“He didn’t treat me this nice for a long time. Only when he was wanting to marry me.”I changed the subject and tried to lighten things up. She got to smiling again.When we returned to her apartment she didn’t invite me in. With a brief hug she.