You should eat before it gets cold.”She disengaged herself from my arms and bustled towards the kitchen, wrapping her pallu around her ample fleshy ...waist.After she served the food in plates, she sat down by my side to watch me eat. As I tucked into the delicious food, she watched me with fond affection. After I had finished my lunch, and was rinsing my mouth at the sink, she came into the kitchen carrying the soiled dishes. She then began to wash the dishes at the kitchen sink, and I plonked. But she'd never considered that a threat to her would be sexual."Fuck off!" she replied once she'd conquered her inner terror."Gonna be more a case of 'fuck you' Miss Hilary," mocked Chester as moved towards her, "I have been anxious to taste yo body for days!"He paused to make a deliberate show of unzipping his fly."An' I reckon you is-"Oooof!"I'm not going to let this lot take me without a fight!" Hilary had thought, before slamming her booted foot into Chester's crotch.The black man doubled. Mrs Gregson rested her hand on his arm. "This is due to the work weperformed, your voice will now be higher and will probably be softer aswell. You won't need to practise holding that pitch." Higher?" Exactly. Just as requested." She glanced at George who stood quietlytaking notes on a tablet.I felt drowsy again."I think this is enough for one sitting." She stood. "We shall returntomorrow. I think you need to rest." She pressed a button on the IVmachine and I drifted off to sleep.LondonSaturday. .. and the neighbours would talk.”Nicola looked doubtfully at her mother; she was sure this was leading up to something else.“Yes mother?” she prompted.“Well, I thought that you had enjoyed sex with him as well?” he mother asked.“Yes, mam.”“So I thought perhaps we could say ‘Thank you’ to him?” the older woman said with a pleading voice.“What do you mean?”“I mean ... together.”“I don’t understand; what are you saying, mother?”“A ... a threesome,” her mother finally managed to gabble.Nicola.