“That was ingenious Nat” spoke between my hysterical laughter, holding my sides as I attempted to breath.
“What a total Knob head that man was” Sam intervened himself practically doubled over, red in the face the annoyance he had felt replaced by bellows of laughter.
“Are you guys staying tonight?” I asked, as I sat down, still wincing in slight pain after Sam and I’s Olympic sexathon last night.
“No For sure we have to head back tonight,” Sab informed us.
We all sat around and Sam and I told them what happened with Social Services, how we were now waiting to find out if Nicola and James would come see the Paddock, I also voiced my concerns that they would find it too dangerous for kids, and it may end up being a problem. Sab nodded, then took out his phone and went off into the kit
