Cool Blogger: BALL HONEYS got back home my mother wanted to know what Great Gran wanted to speak to me about. I just said that she asked where George was for he was going to do something for her. I left it at that, so she was none the wiser.
'I saw your Aunt Wilma and Uncle Peter today; she is really stacked, isn't she.' I remarked.
'She really lets the men know what assets she has, are you fancying her now?' Mum said.
'Why should I when I have my own sex kitten right here,' I lied to her.
I was dying to talk to George for the words Grandma said were going round and round in my head. 'There is more to this than you think.' What to hell does she mean by that.
Sunday morning I was knocking on George's door before noon. When he saw me he put his finger across his lips to indicate to say nothing as he let me in.
'I was just passing George and thought I'd call in,' I said in a loud enough voice so Sarah could hear. I was sure that was who he was referring too. But when I entered Ester was sitting on the edge of the sofa and she looked up at me with her doe eyes. Christ she was making it so obvious I thought. 'Hello Jack, will you walk me home?' She asked.
