She grabbed me by the shoulder and dragged me in to the kitchen of the house, she threw the underwear on the table and demanded to know what I was doi...g, I tried lying saying I thought it was somebody else’s house and was just helping by bringing in the washing, after sniggering she said you’re Lying what were you going to do with my knickers, I reddened and she said AHHH so you were going to put them on where you, I reddened even more then she said well then go on put them on I was gobsmacked. I think it might be an idea to let her tell Ma about you, too ... just tell Bernie what you told me and she’ll find a way to tell Ma in her own inimitable way.“I was going to take a holiday in the sun before you arrived, but I don’t know if we’ve got time to get you a passport, and, anyway, if you haven’t got your birth certificate we’ll have to get a replacement first. We might have to wait a while for the holiday but we can get the passport sorted for the next time we tour. The next one’s in. The day proceeded as expected, my futile attempts at concentration failing, as I surreptitiously glanced at my phone, black teasing boxes appearing, toying with my mind throughout the day. Engaging in work discussions, I answered monosyllabically, smiling politely to hide the fact that the words held no meaning or interest for me.As the return train roared into the packed station, I fought my way on, exhausted and desperate for a seat. Locating one in a corner, tutting as I clambered over. Yet the familiarity of her lithe, girlish form went beyond the simple recognition of an old and dear lover. This was Rita, his long time sweetheart, that had never ceased to have a magical effect on him. Her blouse came off over her head and she tossed it aside. Her smooth breasts, topped by her pink nipples stood firm and proud on her chest. So vulnerable looking, so ripe and taut, just waiting for his hands and mouth to enjoy them.Catching his admiring gaze, she smiled and shimmied her skirt.