“How do you explain doing it for Gwen? What’s your real reason for coming here Celia?”“I told you last night,” she said patiently. “Gwen a...nd I talked about all sorts of things, and she asked me to look after you and the children if anything happened to her. Neither of us believed anything would happen; perhaps she was just saying that, the fact remains she did say it. Personally, I think she meant it, ‘cos she said she was going to talk to you about having me as godmother to the children. Ask. I see you’ve a higher IQ than the rest of the football team together. Please try to get them to stop these silly games Williams and some others are trying to play, because I’ll fight back, then they’ll get hurt, not me.”He smiles while saying, “Yes, Williams and his friends can be real kids. Don’t worry about me. I’m not interested in those pecker games! I just like to play football. Sadly, I’ve got little choice about who else is on the team. Later I’ll talk to them to see if I can stop them,. " Hmm, the next slot is at seven... is that better, Ms?" That's perfect Zara, just perfect. Seven it is! Oh, and the name is Bradshaw."Zara seemed pleased that the caller had remembered her name and arranged for Ms. Bradshaw to have Mike or Danni available for her, then said, "See you then, and thank you for selecting Delectable Delights."At seven sharp, Liz Bradshaw, hair carefully styled and wearing a new dress and new under garments walked into the small office of Delectable Delights.Zara, a. . This afternoon... You and me... You know... Go see a movie or something?" It's a date, miss Ferrara."They smiled. And kissed.Linda felt reassured. And asked:"So? Let's join them?" Oh, yeah."So they entered the kitchen again. This time, things were a little different. Cliff was fucking Martin, while Bruce was fucking Jill, who was eating Sally.Nice arrangement, sure. But not enough for Linda and Carla.They removed their clothes quickly. And Linda, now reassured, reverted to her normal self..