Mothers, Daughters, and Doctor Monty!
When I got home, after Pavel's Mum had returned from the Health Centre, I got a fright when I walked in to find my Mum crying in the living room. “Where's Stacy,” I asked her and she just pointed upstairs. Stacy wasn't the kind to give anyone Tea and Sympathy then, but she was only twelve, and I wasn't that bothered about how anyone else felt, apart from Me, George and Pavel! But finding my Mum like that worried me. I didn't know much about her health or anything, but I sat beside her and asked her if I could get her anything. “Just stay beside me for a bit, Love,” was all she asked, so I didn't think it could be much.
     Then she asked about Pavel, and asked if we talk about his day. I told her we did, and lots of other things as well. “And about his day?”
     “Yeah, but there's not much going on, is there? He's not supposed to do too much just now.”
     “What about visitors? Is he seeing enough people outside of his Mum and Dad?”
     “There aren't that many” I said, losing interest. “None before his Dad went to work, or after you left, so just me, you and Dr Montgomery today . . . . .”
 
     I didn't finish the sentence. I looked at her and our eyes met and I could see that she knew that I knew about her and Dr Montgomery. She grabbed my hands and lifted them to her lips, kissing my fingers. And I stared at her lips, knowing that we had probably both sucked Monty's cock today, and I couldn't tell her that I had done the same as her, and she couldn't admit to me what she had done.
     “Pavel says that Dr Montgomery has been looking in between other House calls, to see how he's doing. I think because Sister Novicki works at the Health Centre he's taking a special interest in Pavel.”
     “Yes,” said my Mum, “he's always taken a special interest in us too – you were his first baby here, just a week after he arrived, and no Midwife by the time you popped out,” she smiled at the memory and our handholding was gentler now, the crisis had passed for the present. “He has good hands,” she added, “he'd always thought of going in for Surgery, but after a month here he decided that General Practice was for him. It gives him a better chance to get to know his patients, become part of their families.”
 
     The elephant in the room, I thought to myself. Probably in a lot of rooms in this area, I'm sure he's made his hands useful in plenty of bedrooms, with Mothers and Daughters. He can't be short of women and girls – and I remembered Pavel, Boys too. He's been like a Pig in Clover!
     But then I remembered Jimmy Savile – and I bit my tongue – I couldn't do anything to rock the boat. At least, not till Jo goes to Disneyland!