There in the living room were Andy's suitcases. There was music playing on the sound system, the Stereo MC's connected. He must have got in early, I t...ought. But where were they? Her car was outside, but maybe they had called a cab so they could go for a few drinks without worrying about driving. But why leave the music on, and why so loud anuway?I decided to go have a shower in the ensuite. I like the Stereo MCs so left the music. As I neared the bedroom door, I saw it was ajar and I heard. "Acceptable," Lady Fitzgibbons agreed after a moment's reflection,"I own you'll do," she said and added, "Come slip between us John and give the skin to Lucy that she may lick it clean." You disgust me!" Lucy protested."Lick it," the older woman ordered and she peeled the skin from me and thrust it in Lucy's face.Lucy tossed it aside, "Then lick his appendage clean," she ordered and grasping Lucy by the hair she thrust Lucy's face into my crotch."Lick," she said, "Suck," and she forced Lucy to. "It's a Bank Holiday," he protested. "You are entitled to a lie in." Not here I'm not." she asserted. "The animals don't know it's Good Friday."He nodded with a contented smile, and after their tea, they dressed and donned their coats against the cool morning and went out into the dawn twilight. The ground was wet from overnight rain, but the sky was clear of clouds and much brighter now and it was obvious where the sun would arrive.They did the chores together, and consequently finished in. I had further calls on my limited time with fatigues, and the never ending tasks of polishing my kit and the floor of the barrack room. After a month or two of attending trumpet practice evenings I threw in the towel; obviously I wasn't the right stuff for an RAF Aircraft Apprentice trumpeter, who at the time I was at Halton used to play Reveille and the Last Post at The Cenotaph in London on Remembrance Sundays.However, after about a year at Halton my interest in playing an instrument was re.