Morgan was tenting the front of his diaper, having developed another erection.“Oh dear, Mr. Morgan. You make a woman blush. Whatever did I do to mer...t such a sign of admiration? I better put the blanket over you now and get you some yummy infusion for breakfast.”Then she did something she had never done before with a patient: she bent over and kissed Mr. Morgan’s forehead.“Get well, Mr. Morgan. If you still find me attractive when you’re awake again, you can invite me to dinner,” she joked. " Daphne Warender invited.Ted, Estelle and Daphne Warender, seated themselves, while Norman Warender strolled back over to a window at the other end of the room and stood there, ostensibly gazing out of the window, his hands clasped behind his back. However every few seconds or so, Norman Warender would turn, glance over at Ted and Estelle, before turning away again and secretly smiling to himself."Estelle would you please explain what's going on?" Daphne Warender demanded. "Your father has. ’ ‘Thanks, Jamal. I’ll come see you later.’ She watched the big black man leave her flat. He was the apartment building’s custodian, and handled most of the repairs on the block. He lived in a bottom floor apartment in the building as part of his employment agreement. He’d been fucking her ever since she moved in, and he wasn’t the only one. Fiona was cock crazy. She had to have it, as often as possible. This time, she’d called Jamal to see to her needs while she watched for Pete. She’d hung. Jenny started to prepare Matt with a plastic bib, “in case you make a mess,” she giggled. Then she placed goggles over his eyes, “and this is in case Angela makes a mess,” she giggled once more. The humour was lost on Matt and he wondered what he had let himself in for.She finally instructed Matt to lie on the chair and she flattened it horizontally and lifted it to the correct height. The bright light shone in his eyes and as he was about to speak when Angela stood up.“Right then, how are you.