"He relieved his tension," Carly said. "Through our conversation." Carly," Linda said, more quietly now. "What does that mean? What are you talking ab...ut?" Carly paused to consider whether she really wanted to say what she was about to say."He jerked himself off," Carly said."Well, no shit he jerks himself off," Linda said. "If he's not getting it from his wife and he's not having an affair, he must jerk off all the time. So he admitted that to you. So?" No," Carly continued. "He jerked himself. First a bra which he filled with some rolled up socks, then some dark semi-gloss blue Lycra tights and a black full-length slip which felt gorgeous. Now he replaced the dress and on zipping the neck found it following his new curves. His aunt had left out some wool-fleece slippers so he slipped them on and replacing the towel, in a feminine turban style on his wet hair went downstairs."I see you've enhanced the outfit," said Mary smiling. "You don't mind do you?"He replied, "Not at all." I. I was still a few miles from them and dusk was someway off; I knew I would be left waiting there in the car park in full view of anyone around, and that heightened my trepidation to almost an unbearable level.I pulled off at the services and drove into the usual expanse of tarmac, thankfully quiet, but still so exposed. I decided to park in a corner farthest away from the buildings, in the hope of affording myself some privacy from prying eyes. I reversed into the space so I could face the. The mud we dug out of the ground in the forest and the tradesmen we had to get in specially. It’s a bit of a skill. What do you think?”Joe does not know what to think. He looks at the building, at its slippery whizzing curves.As he tries to find words, Andrew says, “Let’s have a drink! Toast the new building; toast ‘Wild Wood.’ That’s what we’re calling it.”“Good name,” Joe says, at a loss to say anything more original.Jenny looks out towards the birch trees and thinks again about the comical.