“Why are we in here?” she laughed nervously.“Oh,” I said, suppressing a grin. “You want to be in your room?”It was probably just as well t... get out of the place where I had shagged her mother, even though that was on a double bed and Mandy’s room was only big enough for a single. It was a very girly room, with twee ornaments, souvenirs from Italian holiday resorts, a pair of castanets bearing the name Marbella and even a cuddly toy on the dresser next to a mirror. Somehow that girliness made. Perhaps my smell has reached her slightly upturned nose! Swiftly erecting my tent I grab a towel. With the tent and foliage hiding me from the cottage and reaching the river, I strip off my stinking clothes. Wading into the river up to my privates I take a hand full of cold water and splash my face. Another cold shave and a wash before I go skinny dipping. Luxury it may not be but being clean and cool is very welcome. I’m almost human.Being called back to the sound of a wailing kettle I run. From behind me I heard all kinds of smacks, grunts and groans; they were the signs of heavy action going on. I hoped that I was the only one facing a knife."The last person to pull a knife on me is dead. If you think a knife scares me you are wrong." I said. "I won't need anybody to hold your arms while I beat the crap out of you."She swung the knife at me. But like a true amateur she swung her whole body instead of just her arm. That left a big opening that I took advantage of. I had stepped. One Wednesday you mention that you’re going for a girls night out with your friend Tracey. She’s still single and neither of us can work out why – she’s a very pretty 50 something lady with lng blonde hair, a good figure and a wicked sense of humour! You’re quite excited with your new outlook on life and after your encounter with John I tell you to remember what we talked about and to have a good time and enjoy yourself. Support your mate and help her pull! I have a quiet evening while you’re.