Will you come with me? Please, please.?That was the last thing I wanted to do but she gripped my arm and dragged me towards the Civic Centre. John hel... my other hand and I know he didn’t want to see any further punishments after what we’d seen all week at school but Sharon needed comforting and shoulders to cry on. She presented a card at the office and after a short discussion concerning us being with her, they showed us into the relatives viewing area.They were running a little behind. She did not pick it up deliberately. I looked at her. She was smiling. She had on her a very low cut top, exposing her breasts almost half. I turned my sight aside. She took my hand in hers and said, ‘Look at this treasure. Why are you feeling shy? Look, we are all alone and I like you. It seems you are a gymmer. You have fantastic physique. Good height, good looks and a masculine body.’I could not look at her. She brushed her hand over my shapely biceps smoothly. ‘Oh! What muscles you have.. . a picture of several Roman soldiers sodomising Jesus. I'd had my eyes on David as he said this, and I could see that he was watching Margie to see what her reaction would be. Her reaction was one of giving a little gasp, so unexpected this sort of thing was."Fucking Mother of God!" David said in exclamation, "it's amazing isn't it, the things that people come up with."David had taken not only Margie by surprise, but myself also, and I was a bit lost for words. "That's incredible," I said in. I had to ask about the knife to see if you had been in the melons. Your dad and his brother were regulars in my melons in their youth. I probably shot them both in the ass about twenty times. I was sure glad when your dad met your mom and went off to war.’ I said, ‘I already took the test at the recruiter’s and I’m leaving in a month. So you don’t need to worry about me.’ ‘Now, I’m worried about my granddaughter,’ I was kind of hoping you had a pocketknife.’ ‘I haven’t done anything, I don’t.