Why shouldn’t they? You know how much I like joining. Why is that a concern to you? I don’t ask what you do on the nights we are not together.”L...gic and emotion were having a big battle inside my head and I’m sure it was reflected on my face. “I guess I’m just not used to that whole idea yet. I understand what you’re saying, but I have some of the standard male possessiveness working away inside me.” I did notice that my erection had returned and I’m sure she could tell.She kissed me and spoke. She couldn’t know anything could she? What the fuck was going on??“One of the neighbors called me this morning,” she started, “She said she saw you walking with Dylan last night...” she trailed off.I was petrified. Fucking small town bullshit, where everyone knows everything 20 seconds after it happens. I couldn’t even respond, I just stared.“She said she saw you two...” she hesitated, “...Holding hands...”Fucking busted. It was so late, who the hell was up and saw us? My blood turned to ice.. " No. She wouldn't answer him. "The take out should arrive soonand Beth is waiting for you in the guest bedroom; she's watchingreality shows. Where will you take her this evening?" She's picked a movie; I dread what it will be. At least for twohours, I'll be able to draw psi and not have to listen to her inanebabble. I suspect the amount I'll draw will be little more than Icould pull from a large buttered popcorn. I shall have to 'supplement'when I return her here. Let it be Cassie I. ........" They both sat there for a moment in silence until Peter asked softly, "And what would your pleasure be today, ma'am?!?" "She turned away with her cheeks turning red and replied very softly, "I'd like you to bathe, powder, and diaper me, if that's all right with you!?!" "Of course it is, Mrs. Ingram," he said gently, "why don't we go up stairs and get started!!!"Once in the spacious bathroom, Peter immediately started the drawing the bath and then turned to help his fifty two year old.