" He laughs.Laying me face down on my bed he tells me to get on my hands and knees. He leaves the room, and I oblige him. A few seconds later he enter... my room with a bottle of something in his hands. "What is that?" I nervously ask, a little worried. "You'll just have to trust me and be very still. I want this to be a pleasant experience for you." He opens the bottle and squirt a little of its contents into the palm of his hand. He walks behind me and out of my view. I hear him open my dresser. ?A group of seven dissidents was arrested this morning following a raid on unlicensed occupation premises is South London.? The picture cut to a shot of a derelict apartment block. ?A government spokeswoman could not comment on whether the arrests were connected with recent speculations concerning plots to abduct government ministers. The government has confirmed that all those arrested were on their dissident watch-list as potential subversives and have been charged with various offences under. So the Saturday passed by in a blur of football and drinking. But I normally have a few drinks on a saturday, though maybe not to the extent as I had that time, so that was no great change to my normal weekend routine.This time though, I had the Sunday free too. Normally the 'day of rest' is just that, mooching about at home with my wife,doing all those mundane things a middle aged husband is traditionally meant to do on a Sunday.This week there was a pretty big football game on that afternoon.. I know that you just have the one bed. I can stay on the sofa. But tonight..."Tina tapped my arm. "Tonight, if you want to, you can sleep in the big bed with me and your daddy."Happy squeal. "Thank you, Tina. Dad, I know ... adults..." It's not a problem every now and then, sweetness," I said. "But it's not a king bed like at home. It's a queen, and three of us is gonna be crowded. But for every now and then, it'll work." Good," Tina said. "It's okay for Terri to miss her daddy."That statement.