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with
me
,
I
said
.
"
I
’
d
like
a
bath
tonight
.
"
O
.
K
.
"
Then
could
we
sit
upstairs
?
It
’
s
this
room
.
I
get
mad
for
a
change
.
"
I
said
I
’
d
see
.
Actually
,
I
lit
the
fire
and
got
everything
ready
.
Made
sure
there
was
nothing
she
could
pick
up
and
have
a
bash
at
me
with
.
It
’
s
no
good
pretending
I
had
my
old
trust
in
her
.
Well
,
she
went
up
to
her
bath
and
it
was
all
like
as
usual
.
When
she
came
out
I
did
her
hands
,
no
gag
,
and
I
followed
her
downstairs
.
I
noticed
she
had
a
lot
of
her
French
scent
on
,
she
’
d
done
her
hair
up
the
way
she
did
it
before
,
and
she
was
wearing
a
purple
and
white
housecoat
I
bought
her
.
She
wanted
some
of
the
sherry
we
never
finished
(
there
was
still
half
a
bottle
there
)
and
I
poured
it
out
and
she
stood
by
the
log
fire
looking
down
into
it
,
holding
out
her
bare
feet
turn
by
turn
to
warm
them
.
We
stood
there
drinking
;
we
didn
’
t
say
anything
but
she
gave
me
one
or
two
funny
looks
,
like
she
knew
something
I
didn
’
t
and
that
made
me
nervous
.
Well
she
had
another
glass
,
and
drank
it
off
in
a
minute
and
then
wanted
another
.
"
Sit
down
,
"
she
said
,
so
I
sat
down
on
the
sofa
where
she
pointed
.
For
a
moment
she
watched
me
sitting
there
.
Then
she
stood
in
front
of
me
,
very
funny
,
looking
down
at
me
,
moving
from
foot
to
foot
.
Then
she
came
,
twist
,
bang
she
sat
on
my
knees
.
It
took
me
right
by
surprise
.
Somehow
she
got
her
arms
right
round
my
head
and
the
next
thing
was
she
was
kissing
me
at
the
mouth
.
Then
laying
her
head
on
my
shoulder
.
