“You left me hanging on the line,” she said accusingly, but I could hear the mischief in her voice. “Did you rescue her from the final degradati...on? Or was it you who needed rescuing?”“I’ll give you three guesses,” I said flatly.She laughed.“So, I guess you’re going to be talking babies again, Mister C. How does that feel? How did it feel hearing it happen?”“Watching it happen,” I corrected automatically, falling into her verbal trap. “From the balcony.”“Well done!” she laughed again. “Clever. It was a nice sunny day. His balcony had a great view of the city skyline, thanks mainly to the spare block of land across the road, and then just more apartments adjacent to this. After offering me a coffee, Michael told me about his wild night with his boyfriend and mates at the gay club just around the corner. Turns out Hamish’s boyfriend was over east on a business trip for a couple of weeks, so he took the opportunity to get a little wild. No idea what he took, but it must’ve been good.. Its so long and thick and it can make me scream and say the filthiest things.A memorable weekend...One of the best nights must have been the fourth weekend we had together. We never knew it was going to be a six year and counting obsession with each other.Your roommate was off screwing his girlfriend of the moment and you and we had the apartment to ourselves. I had just finished working my shift at the bar next door and came over to the apt with you. I felt hot and sweaty and needed a shower.. There usual babysitter had gotten a full time job now she was older so they needed someone else to take over, they pay good money, so I was all for it..Ken came down from the shower Friday at about 5pm and shouted for Renie to go and start getting ready, Ken was standing in front of the mirror doing his hair whistling to himself, I laughed at him and walked past to go to my room to change, he patted me on the bum and asked, “what are you laughing at missy” with a big smile on his face,“just.