05.2016This is a work of fan fiction based upon John Entwhistle's novel "ANorthern Tale" A story set in the 1950'sAs usual, I recognise that this may ...be a very niche subject.Chapter 3:With some trepidation, Latimer followed Glynis from his flat and enteredthe waiting taxi. Glynis noted his anxiety and tried to allay his fearssaying, "Harrods have been apprised of the circumstances and because I ama valued customer they have made a personal assistant available to us whowill smooth our path. Downtown Express. But I had to try and be a part of it, given the benefits for both of us. No time to consider who or what she might prefer to be.“No, of course not,” I felt agreement might be best for whatever her preference was.“It’s not like she’d start thumbing her homegrown clit around without you having even said the word COCK yet.”I could actually HEAR the word “cock” cross through the hall and punch apart my bedroom door. No idea why I locked it. Maybe I shouldn’t have.“Right. I mean,. Definitely for the better. Angie and I have been married now for almost 20 years, we are both in our mid 40's and have been exclusive to each other till that fateful trip. We live a "normal" suburban life, three c***dren, minivan and actively participate in the activities in our c***dren's schools.... real "normal" lives which are fulfilling yet until that night we hadn't realized how boring it was. My name is Jake and I'm a teacher at a local high school and Angie teaches at the local. It wasn't a bad smell—just different. Maybe it was a different soap or laundry detergent, but whatever the cause, it instantly revealed his presence.Doris took a deep breath. Now was the time to run. She knew that she should leave and contact the authorities right now. But deep down, she knew that she wasn't going to do so. She had thought through every scenario. Her plan was in place.Task number one was to act as normal as possible. She carefully placed her regular mail in the bin for her.