He said he had no problems with the two of us together; he'd actually like to watch." My son is hot for me?" As I said it, it occurred to me that I sh...uld have said "was", not "is", based on the way Debbie had phrased it. And that play on words made me think of the Presidential Pervert. "What's the definition of 'is' "? Stupid fool; you get caught, you apologize, that would have been the end of it. Anyway, I chose not to correct my grammatical error.Neither did Debbie. "I'm hot for you too.". ‘I’ll do it for you.’ The stockings felt electrified to me, sending tingles through my palm and I stroked one hand up her leg from ankle to thigh. I had to swallow against a suddenly dry mouth, and I felt Amy do the same as the previously dry air got hot and heavy. Both silent, we watched the dark shadow of my hand on her ephemeral stocking and I pushed up further. The jean skirt slid to her hips and I slid down, all the way down, to crouch at Amy’s feet, and brushed my lips against both her. It's not far. Nothing is." Where's Mum?" Winnie asked."Waiting for you on a bench outside the teahouse." Right. Well, you naturalists have a good time. We'll see you later." And she walked off.We started along a different path. "Am I supposed to interrogate you?" I don't know. I don't have any 'intentions' where Winnie's concerned – neither honourable or dishonourable."He laughed. "Thanks. Winnie's mum thought this was a 'meet the parents' occasion." I don't think so. I'm not a good – uh –. On the door in front of them was posted a list which she read over and over as she stood waiting for it to open. It was just the list of names, all false no doubt, and to Mya all significant; ‘Midget Gem’. Being first, ‘Midden’ ‘Como’ ‘Wimp’ ‘Mouse’ ’The Pole’ ’ Morris’ ‘Trevor’ ‘Bunter’ Jelly’ ’Willy’ ‘long John’ ‘Jolly Jim ‘ ‘Lampwick’, ‘Freddo’ ‘Penny whistler ‘ ‘Santa’ ‘The Whip’ the Guardsmen and finally ‘Alex’ she knew in her heart these were the runners and riders for the afternoon.