As I pulled out and crawled slowly along the street now teeming with kids, I announced “who’s hungry for a drive-through snack” and was met with a chorus of “MEE” from the three girls….Di leant against me and squeezed my arm, “thanks Uncle Joe…my mum never lets me eat drive-through, please don’t tell her”…I reached my arm around her shoulders and hugged her to me…. Tube8 Collecting the last item, my coffee, she placed it in the cup-holder, straightened forward, and flopped back onto my lap as I reluctantly withdrew my hand, she then shimmied across onto the seat…her head snapping down as her left thigh dragged across the bulge in my jeans.
