So shall we start again?”She nodded and came into my arms.“There is one thing,” I said. “Will you come with me to the hearing? I’ll come and... collect you from Keele. You’ll need to clear it with the university. Tell them you are giving evidence in an enquiry.”“Yes, of course. Will I be giving evidence?”“I don’t know, but it might help.”I was surprised that we got back to normal so quickly. Mind you, the three hours we spent in bed after that little conversation certainly helped. As we lay. I was so excited when my period first came, and I used to dream about the day I'd take care of my own babies. But there'll be no babies for me. The egg now inside me will just go to waste, just like every month. In two weeks it'll be flushed out, unfertilized, and another egg would be gone, another baby that wouldn't be, month after month, year after year, until all my eggs were gone, along with every chance I'll ever have to take care of a real family instead of a bunch of slobbering invalid. It was erotic and so deeply fulfilling. She could feel the dampness between her thighs as moving on shaky legs she pushed open the shop door. Further down the alley, half hidden behind a pile of clothes on the market stall. Mistress Val watched her sub pause outside the pet shop window. She could imagine the struggle going on in her pets mind as she tried to summon up courage to enter the shop. Watching her pet carry out her task while unaware she was being watched gave Mistress Val an extra. "What more could a man ask for. Dinner at one of the best restaurants in town followed by a night of fun and dancing in a night club and ending with her spending the rest of the night keeping me warm in bed. Who needed one of mum and dad's special parties?At the restaurant the waitress was very attentive and while we shared a bottle of sparkling non-alcoholic grape juice that had been recommended to us, and was actually very nice, we ordered our meals. Marion ordered Chicken Mitiamo, three.