Maybe just hinting at sexuality."I looked at her closely. She was serious ... almost as if she was trying to imagine where just such a painting might ...o."Perhaps ... with your guidance ... I might be able to find something ... appropriate?" I suggested carefully.She turned and walked to me. "Would you trust me ... trust my judgement?" Of course." I wasn't lying. I did trust her."Well then, it's still early, why don't we head for the village and look about in the art and gift shops. Tomorrow,. She was obviously serious, but she was being very airy about it all. I found my voice."I-I don't know," Well I do, and I think it would be a good idea. You could certainly use some relief here." She went to lift the towel, and I fumbled to grab her arm. Again, she laid a firm hand on my chest, and laid me back down."Relax, would you? It's nothing I haven't seen before." And with that, she whipped away the covering. My released knob sprang up, with such force that I wouldn't have been surprised. ..yeah right! What with an overnight bag.Anyway as i said earlier popping in after footie practice on a sunday was the norm, and it was just a really nice way of spending an afternoon away from my immediate family, she was my second mother full of wisdom and advice that i obviously wouldn't take in from my own parents.The usual thing happened every sunday id run a bath while gran put my kit in the wash, id jump in the bath plenty of bubbles just in case she popped in and id lay back and. That was all it took, I was their friend from that moment on and I felt good when daddy told me that I was the first woman he'd ever brought up here,"You seen what I called it?" he asked and pointed to a sign by the front door that read, "Piper's Piece" Oh daddy, it's wonderful" I hugged him tightly and one of the dogs even left his meat for long enough to sniff my backside,"He likes you Piper" daddy laughed as he shooed the dog away and we took our bags inside,"So this is your idea of a shack.