.." 'Course nobody'll match up but you'll find someone who means a lot to you in different ways and she'll fill the gap. 'Cos there is a gap. I can s...ee the difference from when your wife was alive and 'ow you are now." Well, there's bound to be a difference when you've lost someone you love deeply and who is part of you." Part of you? Part of you? You two were like bloody vines an' I envy you. I could ask either of you a question, unless it was something particular to do with the cleaning, and. ‘At a friend’s house. We were daring one another to do naughty things. Janice was her name and she dared me to have a wee in her kitchen sink whilst her family were in the front room watching television. I was so nervous but I did it anyway, peeing all over the dirty pots and pans that were still in the bowl leftover from dinner time.’‘What a wonderfully naughty tale Lesley. More points to you. On a score of one to ten, I would say that you have reached a five. You now need to convince us to. And sometimes... well, they were just dreams, not to be dwelled on.She woke for the last time wrapped up in sheets soaked with sweat. Even so, she lay there for a few minutes gathering her thoughts. In the bathroom, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Her breathing was ragged, her skin flushed. She was, she realized, fully aroused.Placing both hands on the cool porcelain of the sink, she stared at herself intently, as if expecting to see some obvious physical change. She felt her. Tinsel looks down at him. “I love you,” she says.“I love you too,” he replies back, feeling his heart flutter with the words.“Imagine if Daddy could see us now,” Tinsel remarks.“That’d be something,” the man agrees, amused.“Do you like fucking me?” she asks, picking up the pace riding him. “Do you wish to have me for the rest of our lives?” She can tell he is getting close. And the truth is, so is she.“Yes ... yes...” Scott answers both her question right at the moment of his release into her..