There, at least I could cry, alone.Showered, shaved, dressed. I went looking for Amelia. There was a note on the table from her.Drew, I am sorry if my...words hurt your stupid male ego. Yes you are correct that we both havedeep roots that cannot be moved. I have gone out for a bit to think alone. I could not kick you out, you would be lost here.I will be back shortly.Love Amelia.I turned on her radio for some noise. A station playing American music. Maybe she is correct and I am over thinking. But it was different than life at home and much better with her dad. So she would go there by herself secretly and her grandma wouldn’t care one bit. She got spoiled rotten and listen to tales of the grandma as a young girl in the “Old Days” as her grandma said. Red was on one such trip now through the woods. It was a particularly hot day, so Red was only dressed in a thin cotton robe without any sleeves. It did have a hood though that was pulled well over her head to block out the bright sun.. She lives in one of the old commission houses, they have been refurnished and it is close to you", he concluded."What is the woman's name and what street is it?" Bill replied. "I know where the commission houses are but they took up an entire block, they were built as an estate and have a number of streets included".'She is in Barker Street, number 26 and her name is Sue Brownley"."Ok!' Bill replied. "I could drop in after I finish what I'm doing sometime this afternoon", he concluded and then. ‘I see we both had the right idea of using the bathroom early then?’ she said cheerily. ‘Do you want to come with me to get some fresh bread to go with breakfast?’ I nodded my response, grabbed some panties, white shorts and a tight vest top. I dressed quickly, gave Mike another quick kiss and went downstairs to wait for Mum to get ready.By the time we had walked into town, had a drink in a lovely little cafe, bought fresh bread and walked home, it was close to 10am. The guys were still.