’ ‘But what do you know of my mind?’ you interjected. ‘The way you move, the way you sip, the way you talk…all are a factor of your sensual,...feline mind. I can feel it. You endure the masses, you’re one of them, but you feel superior, unique, un-noticed. But I notice…’ You smiled, shifted. I had hit a chord, but you weren’t sure whether to pursue it. I went on, ‘You know there is more to it all than this.’ ‘Yes but…’ now you responded, ‘but that involves so much more. So much more. My. Steph made it clear to her husband that she would no longer accept his dick inside her. When Phil complained she warned him. “Phil, don’t make this into a big issue. You won’t like the consequences if you do.” Unfortunately Phil continued to whinge and whine about not being allowed to make love to his wife. She told him in no uncertain terms that he didn’t satisfy her and that she had found someone who did. Unbeknownst to Phil, Steph had been researching ways of restraining him. Amanda had been. .. ?”“Yes Dick. My father got me pregnant and then I quickly married your Dad”“By the time you was born I was twenty; and married for six months!“But my Dad must have known... ?”I loved your Dad; I was seventeen when we danced at the College Hop and began dating; it was romantic and he was sweet.But no, he never knew; that there was a sordid sexual side to his college-girl sweetheart.He was simply over-joyed when he thought he’d got me pregnant.He begged me to marry him; I could never hurt his. I really liked her. She was a nice person. Joan had then said: “How can I help you, Jules?” “Um, mug of tea with extra milk and a cheese and tomato sandwich white bread, please.” “That’ll be £4.30 please, sir,” she said with mock deference. I’d handed her a £5 note and then waited for her to ring up the sale, open up the till and bring me my change. As she did she said: “Jules, it’s not really my business… but I just saw you exchange phone numbers with Gina… and you’re a really nice guy… I know.