Chapter 2

It wasn't a scabby horse, it was actually an Asian meal of spinach and potatoes, cooked in spices of course, with minced lamb also cooked in a very spicy sauce, half of which I'd gleaned from a recipe book and the other half from my own love of spicy foods.

(Not recommended as a prelude to seduction)

I'd worked in the kitchen at the institute and found that I actually enjoyed cooking and I still do to this day!

Mum looked a new woman, wrapped in a bathrobe she'd bought as one of her purchases from across the road and her cropped blonde hair still glistening wet from her bath, she looked confident, ready to rejoin the world again.

A large bottle of red wine helped diminish the effect of the garlic somewhat, but the greatest pleasure I got was from watching her demolish the meal like the proverbial condemned man at his final breakfast!

She sat back and smiled at me,

"Wow"

"Do I take it that Madam enjoyed her repast?"

"Oh yes" she laughed and drained her glass, "I think it's fair to say I enjoyed that"

"You look like you did too" I smiled and took her hand in mine,

"What do you want to do now?"

She thought about it for a moment,

"Honest answer?"

"Honest answer mum, the pressure's off, I told you, you're home"

"Sleep"

"Go to bed then"

"I'll sleep for hours, days even"

"So sleep for hours, days even, who's counting?"

"We need to talk though don't we?"

"Probably mum, yes, but it's kept for four years, another day or so won't hurt, go to bed"

I could see her eyelids drooping, she wasn't just tired, she was exhausted, all the tensions, all the stress of being a convicted murderess had come out now that she was free, there was no parole to worry about, no licence, no probation officers entitled to knock on the door, her sentence had been four years and she'd served four years!

"Mum"

"Yes darling?"

"Go to bed"

She went and when I looked in ten minutes later, she was snoring like her life depended on it!

I dozed for a while myself, then went out the back and washed the old banger and when I got back upstairs I looked in again, the snoring had stopped but she still hadn't moved, the bed sheet had though, it had slid down over her back and stopped just short of displaying the swellings of her buttocks.

Feeling slightly guilty, I pulled it back up over her shoulders and kissed her head tenderly before retreating back into the living room.

"Tommy?"

"Yes?"

"Thank you" and the snores began again!

"Wow mum, you look great"

I kissed the top of her head as she stood at the cooker frying bacon.

She had on a tee shirt and jeans, but the jeans fitted her like a glove, accentuating perfectly the curves of what one of my school friends had once called an angels arse!

"Thank you kind sir" she laughed, "I feel great too this morning too" and she turned round to give me a squeeze.

The tee shirt fitted pretty snugly too, in fact it seemed to fit very snugly, I felt the softness of her breasts against my naked chest as she hugged me.

"They didn't have a bra I liked" she said shyly, "So if you don't mind, I'll take you up on your offer of a trip into town today, is that all right?"

"Of course it's all right mum, have you got any money left?"

"Three hundred pounds" she turned back to the bacon, "I still can't believe you gave me all that money Tommy"

Her voice cracked and I slipped both arms around her waist from behind,

"Don't start bubbling again mum, I told you, every time I put some money in that envelope, I thought of what it would be like when I gave it to you"

Suddenly she pushed the frying pan to the back of the cooker and turned round into my arms,

"It was brilliant Tommy, absolutely brilliant" then she giggled, "But do you know what I did this morning as soon as I woke up?"

"What?"

"I checked to see if it was still there under my pillow"

"Aw mum"

"Silly isn't it?"

"Habit mum, but you'll get out of it ok, I'll see to that"

"I know you will darling"

We sat opposite each other and ate our breakfasts in silence until I said,

"You've lost a lot of weight mum"

"Yes I know, the food was foul in there and the cook was a lesbian, if you didn't share her bed, you got the slops"

"So you got the slops"

"Yes, God I'd have probably obliged her if she'd been pretty, but Jesus Tommy, it was the beard that put me off, she gave being ugly a bad name!"

When I'd finished laughing, I said,

"Well you can eat as much as you can manage here mum and you don't have to sleep with the cook!"

"That wouldn't be a hardship" she laughed, then added hurriedly, "Compared to her, you're gorgeous"

"Thanks mum... I think"

"No, no, I meant well you're not gorgeous at all, but compared to... I mean you are gorgeous darl..."

"Mum?" She was turning a lovely shade of red.

"What?"

"Finish your breakfast"

"Yes sir" but it was difficult for both of us to eat, we were laughing so much!

"Hey you've got a garden!"

"Yeah, didn't you notice it yesterday?"

"I didn't notice much at all yesterday Tommy, I think I was in a bit of a daze, can I have a look round it?

I raised my eyebrows at her and she said,

"Sorry, I'm going to have a look round it"