.. The image of his Lady Ann looking like a commonstable boy was rather amusing. Burt pictured her, accurately as it turnedout, shoveling horse dung u... off the floor dressed in his tatty oldclothes and giggled to himself, covering his mouth with a silkhandkerchief.It was so funny to think of her as a lower class working man!5Ann lifted her dirty trousers in front of her in the hayloft and sighedat how filthy they were.The sodden horse manure had left stains all down the front of the thighsand. It fell into what is now the food court. In order to get it out, they had to cut it in half, and they ended up welding it back together. Yet when it retired in 1983, 30 years after that crash, it was 44 years old!”“Wow,” said Jill, “This is all very interesting, but I can think of something I’d rather do right now then talk about trains.”“What’s that?” George asked.Jill reached down and petted his inner thigh, brushing against him. “You’ll see.”With that she got up and walked in the direction. He was in his rightful place, where he feels safe, under my wings where I can protect and nourish him. This is exactly what he needs. I am the only one he needs, the only lifeline he has to this otherwise awful world.I sat on the bed and told him to lie on his back. Immediately the licking stopped. He lifted his head to look at me for a second and laid on his back with his head right next to my leg. He was facing me, and the bulge in his pant was visible. I knew – he was excited.I smiled and. "I did as she said, and almost immediately started to feel better. We talked for a while, and I told her everything that had happened since my birthday, about how my parents had been in a car accident, the children's home and the funeral. She was sympathetic, but not overly, which was a refreshing change of late."I'm sorry, I completely forgot my manners, there's a thermos just by your feet with some tea in it if you'd like some." Thanks, that'd be wonderful."I poured some of the tea into the.