”“What else you got?”I uncovered the basket of carrots, the spring onions, the heads of buttercrunch lettuce, the loose lettuce for salads, and ...nother basket of mixed greens.She just looked for a minute, then asked for my phone. She made three calls. Ten minutes later I was surrounded by older black and Hispanic women, all talking excitedly. Twenty minutes later, everything I had was gone, a line of ladies clutching bags like they held gold.They all thanked me and I asked them why they didn’t. Up the stairs and to the right we went quickly with our hearts racing waiting to listen and see if anyone got up. We waited in the dark for a long few minutes cuddling in dark on her bed. We began talking about what's been up in life and what she's been doing the past few years. We found ourselves locking eyes and holding each other I just wanted to kiss her which before I knew it I was. We passionately kissed and groped each other for what seemed like an hour. We let up to catch our breaths to. I couldn’t hurt a gorgeous lad like him. He was beautiful. And anyway, I don’t fight. I couldn’t fight my way out of a paper bag. I’m not like most lads on my estate. If anything, I’m more like them peace-loving moshers.I gave a tut.“Come here. What you like you? How am I supposed to spank your bum when you’ve not pulled your jeans down?”And I pulled his jeans down over his bum. He just stayed there on his hands and knees and let me do it. And I pulled his white underpants down over his bum.. They stepped out onto a brick paved walk that led down into the formal garden. "Of course," Norman said, seeming to get closer to the subject in hand, "if I didn't have to pay the alimony I would be able to get the property back; tell this load of jolly, historical, theme-parkers to get on their way." He had to step to one side as one of the "theme-parkers" almost walked backwards into him trying to take a photograph of the Hall's garden frontage. Freddie could see that it was all Norman could.