Next his bladder began to respond to the glass of water. Don turned andstarted toward the powder room. Mandy saw it out of the corner of hereye. "W...ere the hell do you think you are going?" she snarled."To the powder room," he replied quickly."Did you get permission?" No Mistress," with a hastily remembered curtsey."Then stay the hell where you are until you get it." Yes Mistress," he said, curtseying and returning. Don stood there for acouple of minutes, but his bladder gave him no rest. . ”“That’s awful, Sam. When was this?”“Now, don’t be getting all coppery with him,” Sophie said.“Sorry, didn’t mean to, Sam.”“It’s all right,” he said, before Sophie could say anything more. “I went out this morning to do some shopping, and when I came back a couple of hours later, the door was open and the flat was in a mess.”I took a sip of the wine. “And you hadn’t left the door open yourself?”He blushed, “No, I made sure I double locked it.”“Probably k**s, trying to nick stuff to sell for. I said yes. She has indirectly asked me how u spends time while alone in house. I did not reply. She has again told me voluntarily, Sir I know how hard it is to be alone. I have simply smiled. She told me that she too found it very difficult to pass time last month when her husband was away for more than 20 days. She has further added that it would be killing in the night’s sir. I know where she is coming. She told me further that Sir. Madam has instructed me to look after all your needs. I. .... This is a continuation of Gran's Story –(the tale of a boy and his Gran). It was so well received that I thought I had better get on with it – Thank you to all the people who read and commented and emailed me your personal comments. Let's hope this chapter is received in the same manner, and please don't forget to vote. This chapter is told by Ian and his Gran. A few months after my initial experience with my Gran, she asked me if I could come over and spend a couple of weeks to do some.