‘Robert?’‘Yes.’‘I’ve had a thought. Would you pretend to be Grandad?’I suddenly lose interest in the fireworks. ‘Wow, great idea.’Yo... pull away from me and start to dance up and down with excitement. ‘Cool. Can I wear my school uniform? He never took his eyes of me when I was in uniform. I think it was his favourite.’ You giggle. ‘And you must change into your pjs.’‘OK, but why? Grandad always wore a suit.’‘Not always.’ You blush. ‘I wasn’t being completely honest with you. Once, something. I declined but told her maybe if I was starving. She looked at my bag of food and told me that we were only a couple of days away from that. I sadly knew that she was right. We started on our way shortly and made slow progress back towards home. I couldn't help notice that Jennie seemed to have much more energy than I had and was ahead of us most of the morning. She even seemed to be limping less although it might have been my imagination. Lunch time came and I was exhausted. We stopped and I. .or do, Dominique." "We will be talking about you as well as about me? Why is that, Doctor?" Because we are both important parts of this process, Dominique. You need to trust me completely; to do exactly as I tell you; to enjoy everything that we do together. It is all very important. Are you comfortable without your shirt and bra, Dominique?" "Yes, very comfortable." "Are you warm enough? Too warm?" "Maybe a tiny bit warm, especially in my cheeks, and in my breasts, and...between my legs, in. I feltmy muscles relaxing as we lay together.My body tensed suddenly as I felt her hand sliding down towardmy waist. I held my breath, rigid with fear. Had she forgotten? Ilay as still as possible, my breath shallow and slow as I tried topretend I was asleep.When her hand slipped inside my shorts, I gasped, betraying that Iwas still awake. I heard Jill laugh softly, then the warm wetness ofher lips pressed against my shoulder. I felt my anxiety deepen asher finger began to probe the.