Malcolm waited while the Andrews signed the paperwork, then left for home with Anita and John following. Anita was driving, and the two cars got separ...ted at a stop light, but John waved Malcolm on. They had discussed the roads and Malcolm had provided a map. John took the opportunity alone with his wife to talk to her about what had occurred the previous afternoon. “How you doing, honey?”“Fine, John. It was a bit different, wasn’t it?” she admitted. “Did you have fun?”“Uh, yeah,” he said. “Bourbon?” said Steve.“Perfect” I replied. Steve poured us both a drink and we sat back with the TV on but neither of us were really paying attention. “Thanks for lending me some cash tonight” I said to Steve. I’d been a bit skint for the past few months since losing my job. “Once I’m in gainful employment again I’ll take you out to Hawksmore for a steak”. I said with a wink.“No problem” replied Steve. “You’d do the same for me I’m sure” We both sat back and enjoyed the Woodford’s Reserve.“On. ”“Bio-adhesive,” I said, but I bit my tongue when I was prompted by my conscience to tell her that it was not completely reliable contraception, albeit it was pretty good.“But it’s such a hot thought that your sperm might be swimming where they’re not supposed to be, and maybe they will be waiting for my egg when I ovulate and they could make a baby in my womb. That’s so hot to imagine! But they better not. If I did get pregnant then I would have to bear the baby.”“Why? Don’t you believe in. ’ ‘We answer the door every thirty minutes in case someone is about to knock,’ she said, straight faced. ‘Yeah and I lie too. Where’s you grandmother?’ ‘Why?’ ‘I need to talk to her.’ ‘Say please.’ ‘Why say please?’ Stevie (Stephanie) sighed and said he was difficult to converse with. ‘Yeah and now you’ve had your bitch PLEASE get your grandma.’ Stevie turned and yelled, ‘Mom! Come to the door.’ When she’d turned the shirt pulled tightly over the shapely breast, arresting Sonny-Bill’s eyes.