“Oh no,” he said, standing up and pulling up his trousers and pants, “l’m perfectly fit and healthy, just not very good at house chores, that�...��s why l have the carers coming in. Your mother helped me in the shower, l have to be careful in there, the floor can get slippery, she was brilliant this afternoon, it has been upsetting me not being able to shower.”“I’m sure she will be happy to come over and help you anytime,” l said, “l could come and help you if you like.”“That would be nice David,”. I see. That makes pretty good sense for someone with a log up their ass." Shut up and fuck your granddaughter, Gramps. We've got plans to make. Come on, Jimmy. Can't you bounce a little higher? Throw me the phone, Amy." Mom? Hi, it's Bitsy. Can you come up here right away? GrandPa had some kind of stroke or something and he needs somebody to take care of him. I know how much you thought he would try to take advantage of us, but he doesn't even like us help him go to the bathroom, and he can't. " For the life of me, I don't know what was said next but before I knew it we were in a hotel. He opened the door. I kicked off my shoes and sat on the bed saying, "I can't believe I'm doing this. I've never done anything like this before." (Ok, so maybe once, but that was different. Very different.) He said, "You've never been in a hotel room before? Oh baby. You're going to have a wonderful time." I started to relax. He went to the bathroom. I went over to turn on the air. I was on fire. My. ...seriously it makes you look really good" I said, trying to hammer home the idea of me wanting to take her back to my place."Um.....thanks" she said.I might have been a little too drunk to realise at the time that she kind of did want to have sex with me but she couldn't for some reason so I had pushed onwards to get laid with her tonight."How about my place?" I finally said.She knew that things would have eventually ended up here. "There's something that you should know about me first" she.