That Day
That day, I came in the front door, called out: “Hallo, dear” and went into the kitchen to get a glass of water. There is a doorway through to the lounge and I heard Julie, Mrs T, whose tones are not always soft, say: ‘He’s jerking off". I shouted “Hallo, dear”, again and there was a short embarrassed silence. Then Mrs T called “come in here, darling”, and I went through to find her sitting with her friend Wendy, either side of a bottle of prosseco on the coffee table. ...