I seem..." he held his hand up stopping her."Sorry ,do you mind if I video this for training purposes, if you don't it's OK?" he smiled, gesturing to ...he camera on it's stand. The red light glowing on the front."Well I'd prefer if it wasn't Sir it's quite personal actually... do you mind?" her eyes begged beautifully."No no it's OK I understand" he got up and switched it on making sure with a glance the eyepiece was full of her. The red light winked off."There it's off, sorry now go on" he sat. Not ace but not highly sexed either, a bit of her was excited but another was disapproving what she wasn’t was revolted.They had long since worked out that cooking cooperatively was cheaper than singly. Tonight, it was Karen’s turn and she had made home made lasagne. They were just waiting for Val to return from her shift at the supermarket. All three had noticed that Val hadn’t been home the previous night and were nosy enough to ask, as they sat down at the kitchen table.“Where did you get. I suppose that they think I’m a gold digger, you after Mike for his money.’ ‘Sadly,’ he said, ‘they may do but that’s their problem. They don’t do badly in this will and they’ll have to put up with it. It’s important to me that you will be provided for when the time comes.’ Nerys called a couple of her staff into the office to witness all the papers. Mike seemed to know them well. I also notice that Silvio’s son David was working in the office so this was obviously a tightly knit concern. With. Who wouldn't be? Meeting your father for the first time as a grown woman."She gave me a weak smile, and while we heard clattering of pans and plates from the kitchen, we talked about nothing. Our embarrassing conversation thankfully ended when Anita called that dinner was ready."So, what do you think, didn't that go well?" Anita said with an ironic smile after Chris had left."Awful and disastrous I would call it. I don't think she likes me and what I have to say will make me hated by the two.