Very far away, WindWhispers was sitting in an old chair, watching Phoebe and two of her minions, rolling around on the bed, he watched dispassionately... as the threesome went at each other. He looked around the dismal room and brushed dust off his sleeve. Listening WindWhispers thought he heard a voice he hadn't thought to ever hear again. Frowning he stood up and walked over to an old scarred table and poured himself another drink of sour wine.WindWhispers left the room and went outside, he. This is Matt, my nephew.? Matt smiled and rolled his eyes,having heard this from everyone the past two days. ?And this is hisgirlfriend Saffron.?Perry turned to Fi and said, with a laugh, ?This is quite the menagerieyou have here, Ms. Walters. Three teenagers and this one barely awoman herself.? He smiled at his double entendre.She laughed, ?Tell me about it. Matty, introduce yourself.?Matt was wearing a Liverpool t-shirt he had just bought. He stuck outhis hand, ?Hello, sir, I?m Matt. Ilooked at the wedding ring on my finger again and then to my snoringhusband before staring at my reflection in the dress mirror on theother side of the room. A middle aged woman sitting back enjoying apost-sex cigarette. God what had I become?! I imagined going on a datewith Melissa like this and squeezed my eyes shut against the tears.Even if she was that way inclined, I could be her mother, hell I couldalmost be her grandmother! No Mrs. Harris was right. I had made my bedand now I had to lie. After about ten minutes a car pulled across the front of her. I was getting quite worked up now. I didn't like where she had parked. It was over a quiet side of the car park furthest away from the shops. The car moved on again and Stella followed it over to the other side of the car park. Then they both parked beside each other. The doors of the other car opened and Stella's four shopping buddies got out. Then all five of them walked off towards the shops.OK, you say. That proves my suspicions.