And then the ignominy of bathing him, of seeing all the intimate and private details of his person that would normally be hidden from her eyes at his stage of life. Sex The normal shapeliness of her breasts was negated by a loose-fitting, light blue cardigan over a floral blouse – house clothes, as was normal when she wasn’t going out, or going to work. She found it hard to replace the void left by Cliff; in fact, if she was honest with herself… she still loved him in her heart of hearts. I guess the thought of your old mum doing it doesn’t quite get your pulse racing.”
She put the cup back down on its saucer, and then started drinking hers. He was a slave to his body’s needs and its desperate longing for fulfilment. In fact the left one was split quite badly and he was able to see her tanned knee beneath it. But Carol Jackson was the kind that ‘scrubbed up well’, and she could still turn a head or two, attract the odd building site wolf whistle. That last hurdle was so difficult to surmount.
