He would relish looking at those shots later. He continued for a few more minutes before returning to the loungers. It was time to get the kids out an... leave.After an afternoon visit to a museum and a long evening walk after dinner, the kids were readied for bed and lights out was again 10 pm. The staff took time to settle them in their rooms and once all was quiet they took it in turns to sit in the corridor while the others had a drink in the bar downstairs.Mr Smith and Miss Clarke took their. It was before Monday lunch time that Art's mum got a call from theschool. Soon she knew everything as well. She had exploded. She hadalways been a liberal woman, a woman who would have accepted the ideathat her son wanted to wear dresses, but could not abide the acts thatArt had engaged in. She could not understand how a son of hers had beendriven to do the things he had done. She refused to accept the reasons hegave, or the apology he offered. She searched his room, she found the bagof clothes. To avoid social shame at the time, Bradley had been fostered out; sweeping him under the carpet.When Bradley later retraced his family, he accepted Linda as his elder sister; and Linda wasn’t about to dispute that!So the romance that developed between them was already complex for Linda; having now a sexual attachment with Bradley; and a maternal one that he was unaware of.But what had taken place in that dirty alleyway had cut deeply into Linda’s maternal love.Brad had damaged that bond between. Our lips (and tongues) were locked until the husband came back with our drinks.At this point the husband sat on the couch next to me and his wife got off my lap."Well Dave – you told us that you like bikinis and speedos. How about you guys get down to your speedos and I’ll go put on a bikini…."While the wife left the husband and I did what we were told, we stripped down and it turns out we were both wearing a black speedo under our jeans (I had told them I'd be wearing speedos under my jeans.