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with another
man, or kissing him on the cheek, but lip locks, gropes and hearing them have
sex was too much at his young age.
‘No, his arse and mouth need a break from my
monster cock anyway,’ he chuckled.
‘Ewwww, TMI, big brother, TMI!’ I exclaimed, quickly
covering my eyes.
‘Get a sitter for Saturday night and I’ll take
you and Coco out toKrave. A night of dancing and alcohol, with no
heterosexual men coming on to you, will do you the world of good.’
‘Sounds fabulous, darling,’ I teased.
‘Don’t you just know it, bitch,’ he replied in
his campest voice, making me laugh.
‘You have a memory like a sieve though,
Saturday is Eloise’s wedding,’ I reminded him. She was our old neighbour and
used to hang around with us when we were younger. I’d been asked to be
bridesmaid, Coco too, making this my fourth time as a bridesmaid. What was that
saying? Always the bridesmaid, never the bride? ‘ Mum has Tristan for the
weekend. Can we go out Friday night instead?’
‘For you we can go any night, leave it with me,
I’ll organise Coco. Be great to have the two maids of honour throwing up as
they walk up the aisle.’ His eyes glittered with evil intent.
‘You wouldn’t dare let us get that drunk?’
‘I hate weddings, so do you, that’s why you
suggested going out the same weekend. They’re so boring, turning up still
pissed would liven it up.’
‘Especially if I puke on Eloise’s three foot
train,’ I chuckled. ‘She could wander about with it on the back all day with no
idea, wondering where the smell was coming from.’
‘Has she invited any cock for me?’ he asked.
‘You’re already “in love,” besides, aren’t you
bringing Calvin as your plus one?’
‘Please,’ he scoffed. ‘Hot wedding sex is on
the pre-approved top three list, in place of one of the celebrities. It’s the
new black, darling. Get with the program.’
‘So in the space of one phone call weddings are
boring, but have also suddenly become the new black?’
‘O go join MI5 Miss Lulu Jessica Fletcher
McQueen . Anyone would think you had a talent for espionage, you’re that
sharp.’ He mimed cutting his finger on a knife, making me laugh.
‘I’ve missed you, Dom.’
‘You too, so we’ll catch up if you don’t get in
too late, or do it in the morning over breakfast, when you can make me a full
English for my troubles.’
‘Sure, thanks again.’
‘No problem, I love my little man. Good luck
tonight, not that The Temptress needs it.’
‘You’re all tempting fate by calling me that. There’ll
come a day that I’ll fail, you know.’
‘Not in my eyes, you’re beauty and the brains,
sis. You’re doing a great job, at work and at home, don’t get down about it.
There are thousands of single mothers out there working long hours too, you’re
giving him the best life that you can. A much better life than most could give
him and he loves you.’
‘I know, thank you,’ I smiled gratefully. Dom
could always make me feel better. ‘Go, be fabulous in Covent Garden, see you
when I see you.’
‘Love you, to the end of my life and beyond,’
he replied, holding out his palm to blow me a kiss.
‘You too,’ I replied, doing the same and cutting
him off. I smiled at our family endearment, it went back as far as we could
remember, Grandma saying it to Mum, Mum to us, Grandma even telling us that her
mum used to say it to her and now I said it to Tristan. I hoped one day he’d
have a family of his own to say it to. I started working my way through my
voice messages, waiting for Violet to return. I’d do the emails when we were
done, I always had so many I preferred to do them from the comfort of my desk
and large screen computer.
I jumped as my intercom on the phone system
beeped, I’d been so focussed on the jaw dropping financials of the Le Grands,
that had been provided by Ian my background checker’s firm, that I was in a
world of my own and hadn’t even realised the
man, or kissing him on the cheek, but lip locks, gropes and hearing them have
sex was too much at his young age.
‘No, his arse and mouth need a break from my
monster cock anyway,’ he chuckled.
‘Ewwww, TMI, big brother, TMI!’ I exclaimed, quickly
covering my eyes.
‘Get a sitter for Saturday night and I’ll take
you and Coco out toKrave. A night of dancing and alcohol, with no
heterosexual men coming on to you, will do you the world of good.’
‘Sounds fabulous, darling,’ I teased.
‘Don’t you just know it, bitch,’ he replied in
his campest voice, making me laugh.
‘You have a memory like a sieve though,
Saturday is Eloise’s wedding,’ I reminded him. She was our old neighbour and
used to hang around with us when we were younger. I’d been asked to be
bridesmaid, Coco too, making this my fourth time as a bridesmaid. What was that
saying? Always the bridesmaid, never the bride? ‘ Mum has Tristan for the
weekend. Can we go out Friday night instead?’
‘For you we can go any night, leave it with me,
I’ll organise Coco. Be great to have the two maids of honour throwing up as
they walk up the aisle.’ His eyes glittered with evil intent.
‘You wouldn’t dare let us get that drunk?’
‘I hate weddings, so do you, that’s why you
suggested going out the same weekend. They’re so boring, turning up still
pissed would liven it up.’
‘Especially if I puke on Eloise’s three foot
train,’ I chuckled. ‘She could wander about with it on the back all day with no
idea, wondering where the smell was coming from.’
‘Has she invited any cock for me?’ he asked.
‘You’re already “in love,” besides, aren’t you
bringing Calvin as your plus one?’
‘Please,’ he scoffed. ‘Hot wedding sex is on
the pre-approved top three list, in place of one of the celebrities. It’s the
new black, darling. Get with the program.’
‘So in the space of one phone call weddings are
boring, but have also suddenly become the new black?’
‘O go join MI5 Miss Lulu Jessica Fletcher
McQueen . Anyone would think you had a talent for espionage, you’re that
sharp.’ He mimed cutting his finger on a knife, making me laugh.
‘I’ve missed you, Dom.’
‘You too, so we’ll catch up if you don’t get in
too late, or do it in the morning over breakfast, when you can make me a full
English for my troubles.’
‘Sure, thanks again.’
‘No problem, I love my little man. Good luck
tonight, not that The Temptress needs it.’
‘You’re all tempting fate by calling me that. There’ll
come a day that I’ll fail, you know.’
‘Not in my eyes, you’re beauty and the brains,
sis. You’re doing a great job, at work and at home, don’t get down about it.
There are thousands of single mothers out there working long hours too, you’re
giving him the best life that you can. A much better life than most could give
him and he loves you.’
‘I know, thank you,’ I smiled gratefully. Dom
could always make me feel better. ‘Go, be fabulous in Covent Garden, see you
when I see you.’
‘Love you, to the end of my life and beyond,’
he replied, holding out his palm to blow me a kiss.
‘You too,’ I replied, doing the same and cutting
him off. I smiled at our family endearment, it went back as far as we could
remember, Grandma saying it to Mum, Mum to us, Grandma even telling us that her
mum used to say it to her and now I said it to Tristan. I hoped one day he’d
have a family of his own to say it to. I started working my way through my
voice messages, waiting for Violet to return. I’d do the emails when we were
done, I always had so many I preferred to do them from the comfort of my desk
and large screen computer.
I jumped as my intercom on the phone system
beeped, I’d been so focussed on the jaw dropping financials of the Le Grands,
that had been provided by Ian my background checker’s firm, that I was in a
world of my own and hadn’t even realised the
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