.. what have you been doing?" Acting as casual as possible, I say, "Oh. I was just fixing the sheet. It had pulled loose earlier." I grin. She chuckle... remembering exactly how that sheet had come loose as she climbs back up onto the bed. We lay there cuddling for a few minutes feeling each other's warm bodies pressing up against each other as we kiss. Our tongues dance in each other's mouths and I bite her lip a little as we separate. I know that drives her crazy. We begin getting a little. Just then I heard the shower turn off and heard John calling me. ‘Just a minute.’ I grabbed his clothes and quickly went to the bathroom door, opening it, I handed them into him then closed the door again. ‘Why wouldn’t everything be okay?’ I asked moving over to sit on the bed. Mom moved into the room, closing the door behind her as if she didn’t want to be overheard. ‘Um…I heard you crying out in your sleep last night.’ My face went instantly pale. I had had the nightmare again last night.. But like brothers, sometimes we fight. Even though my life changed a lot when I left my home and went to university I always tried to keep that closeness with Ray. He'd been spending more time at my Moms house, helping with the cooking and cleaning and accompanying her to church in my absence. I would joke that he was her bitch and he would joke about being my new daddy. Him talking about my mom like that wasn't uncommon, he used to say that he only came round for dinner at our place so often. I arranged to pick up the vouchers and met with her briefly, as we chatted a sense of ease was apparent and I booked my next cut with her later that day. During the cut, we chatted like old friends as I found out that her husband was an engineer for environmental studies at a local think tank. We became good friends and her husband was a great guy but a little inapt when it came to some of the hands on manual labour that a large country property offers.When I had some time I would stop by and.