'In fact' said Sue, 'it would be lovely if you could stay and keep Callum company. I know he'd get a lot from it. You can carry on being a brilliant G...d Mother to him!' How could I refuse.The next morning Anthony and Sue left for London and gave a lift to Callum who wanted to go to town to visit the library. He'd find his own way back on the bus later that day. I was alone to myself. The day was much hotter and in the late morning I decided I felt like another shower. I came down stairs with. Butt squeeze. Milk. Try to turn. Butt squeeze. Bowl. Turn squeeze spoon.“Thank you very much!” She kissed me when I finally turned. She had her lip between her teeth, and enough kinetic energy springing out of her muscles to sink Halifax into the harbor.“Go pee, shower, everything.” She stepped out of the way and pointed. “I’ll make breakfast.”“Nooo...” Zombie Sam refused. She staggered out of bed. “Need peeing. Need cook breakfast. Max terrible.”“What? Why would I be terrible? I’ve never. Du-hhhhh! When is he precisely going to get up on his feet and step over to start and finish this balls-up-ing stew and imbroglio of ours? I cannot keep up and withstand tolerance and calmness any longer.He rises and finds his feet as I weigh up all this in my mind, making me so, so over-the-moon and thrilled and sunny that if it was not for constituents and stuff detaining and keeping within bounds or limits my flesh up, I would without any sort of difficulty and pain-in-the-butt and uphill. “ Adam, you still ready to exercise? “ He said : “ Of course, I'm your son, I'm not giving up. “ He was such cute and I could see he started to sweat in just half minute. In this temperature I started to sweat in 10 minutes, and,I started to feel sorry for Adam but I also was aroused, more and more. After 35 minutes started his sweat drip on the floor. Adam was bathed in sweat. I told him to stop and relax. Then I told him: “ Adam, I'm happy to,say that I'm proud of you again. However I decided.