They say little boys are made of Snips and snails, and puppy dogs tails. They say little girls are made of sugar and spice and all things nice. What t...ey don’t tell you is that when we grow up we aren’t always sugar, spice and all things nice,” my Aunt giggled.She could see the confusion on my face and she looked like she understood that what she was telling me was going over my head.She told me there are certain expectations of men and women as they get older. The man is the breadwinner. The. There was a big bay window on one wall, which looked out onto the back garden. As well there was a robe and dressing table, and side tables holding a lamp on either side of the bed. It was a beautiful room and I decided then and there that I would take it, even without knowing what the rent would be. We returned to the sitting room and sat down. “Would you like a drink while we talk,” Gloria asked. “Thank you, that would be great, Mrs Donald.” “Please call me Gloria, I feel too old when. .. no.”“Anyway, we got together and I thought everything was how it was supposed to be, right? I was on the internet, or watching something and this ... guy was on there ... and I got this strange feeling. I couldn’t shake it. So I was looking at porn one day- yeah I admit it -it wasn’t just the girls that was getting me going. I ... I think I might be gay ... or half gay, or something.“You’re telling me this, why,” Jimmy looking a bit concerned.“I don’t know who to turn to, everybody else. Sabrina is very confused at my laughter which is now being escalated seeing my wife frantically try and get her arms out while I am trying to get the camera and other stuff hidden before she does. I feel like a naughty schoolgirl giggling away uncontrollably as I rush to conceal evidence. I set the camera on the nightstand so I can get the phone, armband, and ear buds under my side of the bed. I am not even sure I disconnected the phone call. I rush to help my wife so I am not across the room.