She picked up something from the way I talked about you. I mean I didn’t say anything really, but she clocked something, body language I think. She ...aid I showed affection when I talked about you — which is true I guess.”“This Helen, what do you make of her?”“When I saw her she’d hardly spoken to Candy, apart from Candy saying she was depressed because it was all her fault. Helen’s probably talked with her some more while I’ve been on shift.”Andy stood for a few seconds, leaning against the. Than I feel the sting on my butt and I howl in pain. It happens again and again. Than I feel that soft gentle hand again on my butt and back. A soft female voice says wow your back side is nice and red. You mark easy.Big strong hands come around me and squeeze my breast, I moan. I am not going to give him the satisfaction anymore of screaming. He finds my nipples and pinches them and rolls them between his fingers. I grid my teeth and take it like a good bitch. I feel his hands around my waist. ”“Yes, I love kids. That’s what life is about, love and children. Everything else in life is designed for that purpose.”Shirley and I continued to have our few hours a week together except when the baby was born. I laughed the night of the birth when Ted picked him up. He looked at the lad then turned and looked at me. He looked at the child again then turned to me again and said, “fuck, he’s mine isn’t he?”I laughed out loud and replied, “yea, mate. Did you ever have any doubt?”“You have been. I’m so embarrassed.”“OK, I’ll stay. I’ll phone home and say so.”We got back home a couple of hours later with an Indian take-away and after we had eaten we chatted about general things for a while before Paul said that we should think about going to bed.We went through to his mother’s room. I’d never been in it before and somehow it struck me as being a bit too “girly” for Jean – all pinks and frilly furnishings which somehow didn’t feel like her taste to me.Paul said should we change the.