I recognised her at once. She was a distant relative of mine. I only met her a handful of times when I was a teenager. I knew her son more. We use to ...o out when they visited Cyprus for their holidays.She lost her husband ten years ago. He had a heart attack. Without a father figure in the house, her son Chris lost his way. He went to rob a snooker club with some friends. They hit the manager of the club on the head with a bottle. The man died in the hospital a few hours later. He gave the. ..”“I see” Michael said, feeling a pang of regret for the boy. “Do you have any money?”“No sir” the boy replied.“Where is your mother?”“Dead sir” Jessie replied, “She died when i was born, dad said it was my fault, i should have died instead of her”Michael got up an sat beside the boy, an put an arm around him, the boy began bawling on his chest, tears running down his face and onto Michael’s shirt. Jessie cried until he fell asleep again. Michael picked him up, paid his bar bill, smiled at the. Finally, the studying was done and Joseph stood to leave. "Thanks for coming over. You really helped a lot. I know I can at least get a B on this quiz now!" Ellen said softly. "It was my pleasure, really. If you need any more help, I'm pretty much available every night. So, I'll let you two get some rest, and I'll see ya tomorrow in class." Ellen opened the door for Joseph, and as he was walking out the door she grabbed his arm. She turned around to face her and gave him a hug along with a few. “Ohhhh,” she simpered, “Fancy a quickie?”“Er, yes actually,” he replied, “Just looking at that serving wench has given me a stiffy and she looks rather busy.”“Where?” Sinders asked.“I don’t know,” Armin replied.“Its your flaming Castle,” Sinders replied in exasperation. “Oh, the servants quarters then, come with me,” he said seductively.Sinders followed him down the corridor, “Actually fuck it, lets do it here in the corridor,” Armin said decisively.“Good idea,” Sinders agreed, “Shall I bend.