<strong>A Hand Upstairs</strong><br/><br/>The two women chuckled as Cooper joined in with all of the innuendo, they even pretended to be a little shocked they of course they were not as it was they that initiated it. “My mother I do so love a man that can appreciate fine white baps especially those that know when to add a little extra there.” She leaned over a little more and thus showed some of her own delightful wears.<br/><br/>“Oh my.” the older woman answered “And he certainly knows how to handle them as well.”  There was another chuckle, “I do so fancy a nice crumpet myself and perhaps a nice fresh sausage for my lunch.”  There was some more hilarity as the mother spoke. “Oh mother what will this fine gentleman think of us?”<br/><br/>The both went back to folding a few sheets and laundering other linen in a bucket. Cooper briefly noticed there was something that could be blood on there but it was difficult for one to be sure, even one as perceptive as him.<br/><br/>Once he had finished his tasty bread produce, the younger ne smiled. Well perhaps you can come upstairs and give us a hand?” Her mother added and we might give you one…”<br/>