I think mostly to keep me on center if that would be the way to say it. He must have told me, completely unnecessarily, a hundred times not to worry. ...Hell, he was more worried than I was: the doting uncle thing I guess. Well, I humored his jealous ass, and it was more than clear that he was in fact jealous. Heck he actually told me he was and that more than once.Stacey was supportive of his feelings as she was of mine: more mine than his I think, but his too.The Lamaze thing was interesting,. .." Julie gasped from over my shoulder, and I could feel her hand as it came down on my back. It was trembling slightly."She ... Henry ... Eimear..." Trish's voice was becoming indistinct as she spoke. "I want that love..." Lesley. Stop it." I snarled, my hands coming up to lay atop Trish's. As I touched her, she suddenly flipped her hands over and gripped mine with a desperate strength."Help ... me..." Trish gasped out."You want me, Lesley. Don't hurt Trish." I made the offer with a genuine. " He narrowed his eyes. "You're not the firstperson I've known to pick the least extreme option, thinking they'lltrade age and inadequacy for youth and attractiveness and then just studyand get their brains back. Let me spoil the ending for you: It doesn'tWORK THAT WAY. When you go through the process, you won't end up being'you, just younger and needing to regain what you got'. This is a cleanbreak: you are becoming a different person." He paused. "Who will alsohappen to be an addlepated. Now I understood Cotton's remark about his dad working crazy hours.Thinking of Cotton, I became agitated. He had sent his father to tell me that he would not require more dance lessons. In other words, he wouldn't be coming back on Saturday nights. He had fucked Ms. Janice Acorn, and decided he liked young pussy better than an old lady. What's more, he'd used the condoms that I had supplied.I stripped the dress off, and looked at myself in the mirror. What did Janice Acorn have that I didn't?.