" It was just a surprise." I laughed "Anyway, bed young man, goodnight Paul."In the kitchen sipping my chocolate I cursed myself for a fool for reacti...ng as I had to my son's comment, it wasn't even an offensive phrase, but it was one I had thought was a shared thing between my online lover and myself.The next day I saw Paul off to school then went about my daily routine, the same mind numbing routine of cleaning and baking that I had fallen into since the death of my husband. I'd been shy. "LEAVE ME ALONE I'M NOT A BABY," I screamed bursting into tears whichonly served to increase their amusement. "He's a cry baby, take him home and put him back in his cot," someonesuggested.Jennifer agreed that that was a good idea and with great delight shewheeled me home. "I'm going to suggest that you are kept in baby clothes for the rest ofyour life David," Jennifer announced as she led me into the nursery. "I'msure your mother and father will agree." "NO PLEASE JENNIFER DON'T PUT ME BACK IN. My legs were straight and spread and a total stranger, a fully dressed stranger was kneeling before me nuzzling my most intimate place. Strangely I thought that this would make the most wonderful photograph, with back lighting and taken from directly in front of me, his back to the camera. I was close, I could feel the tension rising, my breath was becoming shallow and panting and he was pushing his face into me harder, licking more intensively. He was still licking me as he guided me. Dallas hadnt been back here so I had to show him the way to go. We got to the little cliff and I said, Make a right. We can just Dallas almost slipped and let out a loud curse. He looked down and saw how high up the cliff was. Make a right, he nervously said. I tried to stifle my laughs as we walked the last few yards. We were out from the oaks and in the backyard, just how I remembered it. You lived here? Dallas asked. Yeah. And its not all that cool, I sighed. I knew exactly what he meant: my.