’ What a horrid thing to say, thought Frankie at the time. But for the next six days, not seeing Alfie because he and the boys went up north to a lo...-paying fixture, she went about thinking at least three times a day, ‘I like the feel of your cunt.’ The truth was nobody else had ever said such a thing to her, she now realized it was a supreme endearment from a guy who wasn’t overly communicative but he knew what he liked and expressed it in terms she easily understood. Alfie arrived back from. The next thing the husband heard was the door close. He really didn't care what time she got back, he could be up glued to the TV or working on the computer for he was a tutor or he could be in bed and if he was wouldn't know when she got home for he had his own room, a situation that had existed for many years. He proceeded to cook his own meal; something that he did anyway for he was the main chef, his wife didn't cook, just didn't like it.The wife opened the front door of the vehicle and. "Oh, ok. So to what do I owe the pleasure of this call?" She asked. I could hear the laughter in her voice. She certainly didn't sound like someone who was about to sell her family and friends into power deprivation, sexual slavery and death."Oh, I just missed you this morning. I woke up all alone," I sniffled pitifully. "It was terrible!" I whined. I had been listening to Lisa pretty closely. Whining really wasn't hard, once you got the hang of it."Oh, poor you! Was there something in. .." She trailed off, before adding, "I don't know what to think."Dina and Dawn were already on the floor halfway through their chosen song, I saw Dina glance our way, "Sylvia, Dina is calling us, we're not going to let them down." I almost pulled her to her feet before taking her in my arms and leading her out.Dawn, ever the more observant, had read the situation perfectly. She guided Dina and herself to meet us. Her hands came and cupped Sylvia's face, "For us my little love, for Dina and me,.