.”At this point he must have looked at me, and I can only imagine what I must have looked like because he just froze and turned breaking eye contact...and he tilted his head down the way a dog does after being hit with the newspaper for shitting on the carpet.I sat froze for what seemed like several minutes, just in pure shock that my son would confess such a thing to me. I quickly gained my composure, I opened my mouth to talk but he beat me to it. “Mom, I'm sorry I even mentioned it, I just. When she put it down, she looked at me again."You're quite the stud."I leaned back in my chair. The world wasn't topsy turvy any more. It was like one of those paint shakers they have at the hardware store."I'm sorry," I said, helplessly."It wasn't your fault," she sighed. "You were oblivious. I knew that back then on some level. And it was just a silly fantasy."She leaned back in her chair."I think that's what makes this so difficult. I didn't have the courage to tell you how I felt when I was. The snarl-up caused peak hour traffic chaos leading to traffic gridlock over a much wider area as motorists diverted to head into Remuera to confirm what the radio reports were telling them. Breakfast TV was taking a live feed from its reporter-on-the-spot, Shelley Robinson, who identified herself as a Crucible old girl and declared viewers could expect very biased reporting. A decision to pull Shelley off-air was cancelled when the head of programming called from her home to let Shelley be –. Far from it. In fact, the two of you dohave some things in common. Did she tell you who she used to be?"Tamara nodded."She did? Interesting. She usually doesn't open her past up to strangersthat easily," Grace mused. "Eddie was just coming back from going toschool when he saw that his parents were, well, different. I'll neverforget the way he looked when he stepped out of that car with Ivan. Longblond hair, pert little breasts...he turned that she-male into aquivering pile of lust that night..