We had been taught some first aid in PE class and in Cub Scouts. ‘What are we going to do?’ Billy asked me. They were all looking at me. ‘I don�...�t know. I’m not a doctor.’ ‘Well, we have to do something for him.’ I thought, my mind suddenly a mush. We had to get him help. We needed a grownup, someone who would know what to do. I looked at Billy. ‘Go. Get on your bike and ride like the wind. Get his mother to come out here. If she’s not home, get anyone’s mother. Just get a grownup out here. We sat down for dinner. Jerry said, I noticed you were looking at that ship model at the store. I was able to get it for a good price. It took me a minute to realize what he was saying. I asked my mom if I could go to his house for the weekend. Well, mom said. Kevin interrupted by saying, I wanted to go to Steve's house. Mom said, I guess you can. But do what Jerry says. Smiling to myself I thought, that's what I've been doing. Heading to his house, Jerry pulled his hand on my crotch and. Two days later, having met and chatted we strolled around the area and began to swap life stories. I told her of my wife who is in a care home with early onset dementia and she told me of her life with Bill who, being 15 years her senior, had swept her off her feet, made her his bride and raised a family in their large family home. At 85 he'd suffered a severe stroke and was now in care too. Now she was living in a one bedroomed apartment having had to sell-up to pay for his care home fees.. .. “Yeah, was good for me too. Tell Jess to call me back as soon as she can. Bye.” It was as if we had just had a conversation about the weather, not the most amazing phone sex. I have to quickly push these thoughts aside however as I hear Jess making her way back from the bathroom. I hurry to put my panties and pyjama top on just as she enters the bedroom. I try to look as normal as possible. She looks stunning, just in a bath towel, her long hair still soaking wet. I find it hard to look.