”Then she said to me, “Hang on a moment, I need to move to the lounge.”There was a series of rustles and scratches then she said, “I guess thi...s isn’t a social call, what do you want, Peter?”“I need to know the truth, Laine, not Kay’s rose colored version. She’s insistent that the baby is mine and she never slept with Nigel.”There was a sigh from Laine, “Pete, she’s not only my boss, but she’s also my best friend. You’re putting me in an impossible position. If, and I’m not saying she did, but. I see Val from a distance. Wow, almost the same outfit. She has apurple sports bra on showing off her tight tummy. Not much left toimagine, her breasts are held tightly with a bit of cleavage. Oureyes meet and we both smiles. I must have blushed, knowing that mysecret was getting out.We took off at a nice pace running next to each other. Val wasobviously very fit based on our fast pace. We stopped in the park todo a few stretches. We both glistened with sweat."I guess we both have the same. She put her foot against his head, her boot heel across his cheek and rubbed his face from side to side until his blonde curls were full of hay and grime, then she pushed him forward flat on the floor of the trailer in front of her. “Pathetic!” she muttered with a grin. She turned on her heel and went to fetch the large leather bag in the corner. She threw the bag at his side. “Turn around to face me bitch!” she hissed, “get on all fours!” Tamara fumbled within the bag as James scrambled. After a short ride, full of questions and answers, we arrived at their apartment. Taking the lift to the upper floor, was like being sent back in time. I was shown my bedroom and told that supper would be at 7pm. I slept for a few hours, had a bath and got dressed for dinner. For the first time I met my cousins and Myra's husband Roland. They had three children, Benjerman, who was my age sixteen, Sonja who was six, and Roland Jr. who was five months. We had a wonderful meal and chatted late.