“Are you okay mom?” “Sure honey, I’m fine.” Marie smiled, shaking herself out of her day dream.“I’m going to go out again tonight sweeti.... Is that okay? I’ll be late. You should have a friend or two over to keep you company sweetie. Have a sleepover or something.”“Okay Mom”“I’m sorry to go out darling again but Helen has a spare ticket to the theatre and afterwards we’re going dancing. You know we haven’t seen each for ages so we have a lot to catch up on. Are you sure it’s ok?”Steph laughed.. " She got that want-to-bet look on her face and said "That's pretty big talk for a man twice my age. It's YOU who won't be able to walk or even talk straight. So get in here and make mad passionate love to me before I explode" as she sashayed her way into her bedroom. What could I say? I followed her like the humble servant that I am. After all I love that little wiggle of her butt when she walks.The next morning I had to prove her wrong by walking to the bathroom. OK, so I actually staggered.. Frankie invited them to sit down and quickly established the big one was called Gav, his mate was Steve and the guy who had gone for the door was Trev.She looked down at Gav and could see a massive bulge where he sat on the sofa, she had to look away because she thought he had seen her.They started to chat about the job they were on the way too, while they drank their tea, Frankie now painfully aware she had two men in the house and no underwear on, she was convinced they knew, Gav certainly. .."Althea nodded, getting the hang of time. "I see, so an hour is asegment consisting of sixty minutes... Right?" she asked hesitantly asshe stretched her wings and arms, finally folding her wings behind herback.Cal smiled and patted her on the shoulder. "You bet. And there aretwenty-four hours in a day. Right now, we're just about a quarter ofthe way through hour nineteen, or seven PM. In twelve hours, it will beseven AM, or the morning twelve hours of the day."Althea nodded her head in.