Do not get me wrong readers, It was by no means a happy consent from my side, It was just that a wife enjoyed a different kind of freedom, one that wo...ld never be allowed to a daughter. As is the fashion of a good writer ,I should indulge you with some details. I had been a source of constant worry to my esteemed household since the day I first learnt to speak. It was not the manner of speaking I assure you, nor some kind of ugly stutter. It was what came out of my mouth-a voice that was a bit. I hope to find out soon if she actually went to see Bridget. It did seem like Junior High stuff, but so what?The next day, which was yesterday from when I'm writing this, I went in to see Bridget at work in the morning. She was as sweet, enthusiastic and fetching as ever. Once again, she was delighted to see me."Lauren!" she called out when she saw me."Hi, Baby!" I replied.I was hoping that her manager wasn't going to think she was getting too friendly with a customer. I didn't want to get her. She had on the flesh-toned training bra that made it look like she was topless from even a short distance away. Her boobs were still perky and they swung left and right when she was using the hoe to weed the plants gently with lots of tender loving care.At this point, it would behoove me point out the fact that the voluptuous Betty seldom associated with any persons of color because of strict rules laid down by her parents. She took her cues from her family and friends and kept as far apart. The Saturday they chose was the one at the end of Dan's half term exeat. After everything was over all four went back to Upper Compton for the rest of the weekend. On the Monday Molly and James took Dan back to school and drove on down to Cornwall for a short honeymoon leaving Gina in Denise's capable hands.That short week, together the entire time, sealed and enhanced the love they had for each other. It was as if two minds and two souls melded. They felt that together they could surmount any.