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  1. A night of little sleep Thinking everything was going well Daniel was surprised to see Ellen rather suddenly pick up the pudding plates and take them to the sink before quite abruptly asking if the reason he wanted to tell his mum about her was simple so she would cook for her too. What? That wasn’t what it was about at all. Sighing to himself he explained, yet again, how things worked between him and his mum. What was Ellen’s problem with her knowing he now had a girlfriend? It wasn’t like he was asking Ellen to meet her…yet. Hoping to get things back on track he quickly suggested to Ellen that she could go into the lounge to relax while he washed up the few dishes in the sink. Despite spending so much time with Ellen she really was a bit of a mystery at times and he wasn’t sure what was different about her today and why she was blowing so hot and cold. By the time he returned into the lounge with tea and coffee Ellen seemed calm once again, much to his relief. Seeing her sitting in the arm chair with her laptop open he sat on the couch opposite as she happily chatted about the big news story of the day which happened to be something he knew plenty about. It didn’t surprise him in the least that Glasgow was in the midst of a housing emergency, a fact only exasperated by the arrival of over 1000 refugees on a cruise ship. Chatting easily with Ellen Daniel felt things were moving along well until Ellen once again brought up sleeping in the spare bedroom. Still confused why she felt this was necessary Daniel felt he had to explain that in fact he had no spare bed at present and in fact the spare bedroom was all set up as an office and storage space. Seeing Ellen’s palpable upset at this he found himself agreeing to sleep on the couch, determined that Ellen would have the only bed. Nipping upstairs to brush his teeth and wash before bed he left Ellen alone in his bedroom longing to stay with her but wanting to respect her wishes too. Grabbing the blanket from the drawer he stripped down to his underwear and tried to get comfortable on the couch all the time wondering how things had changed so quickly. Did Ellen no longer find him attractive? They’d barely even kissed all day let alone had any sexual contact. Had he said something that had upset her or done something to offend her? Just the night before they’d had a lovely date together but now here they were sleeping in separate rooms more like house mates than boyfriend and girlfriend. Unable to sleep Daniel switched on his laptop again and started looking up single beds. The couch was barely passable for one night let alone days or weeks. Thinking a bed settee might be a better option in the hope that Ellen would come round to sleeping in his bed again soon he placed an order online with delivery booked for the first available slot on the Monday afternoon between 4 and 8pm. Turning the laptop off he pulled a cushion over and did his best to get comfortable to try and get some sleep. Waking frequently by 6am Daniel had had enough as he tossed the blanket aside and got up to make himself a coffee. Drinking it while checking out a car wedsite online he was surprised to see Ellen come down dressed in just her underpants looking bleary eyed and tired. Looking up at her and immediately being drawn to her beautiful large curvy breast he felt his body awakening quickly as he looked over his laptop. “Good morning. Did you sleep ok?” “Not really. Is it ok if I make myself a cup of tea?” “Of course it is. Actually I’ll make it for you if you’d like? It’s still early. Would you like it brought upstairs?” Realising Ellen had followed him and she was now standing under the archway watching him Daniel smiled at her as she yawned. “Rough night?” “I kept seeing my back of flats and smelling the smoke and thinking of everything I’ve lost.” Pouring out the boiling water into a mug with a tea bag in Daniel waited wondering if Ellen might say more. When she didn’t he handed her the mug and guided her through back into the living room. “Would it help to talk about it?” Seeing Ellen place her mug down on the coffee table and sit in the armchair Daniel felt so happy that she wanted to be with him after not wanting him in bed with her last night. “I’m sorry if I’ve been a bit off with you Daniel. I really am grateful that you are letting me stay here. It’s just what with the fire this week and the long interview yesterday and the stress we are under at work and seeing Bohdana leaving yesterday I have just been really emotional and tired. I wasn’t feeling great yesterday either and I was snappy.” “Oh. I had no idea you were unwell. I have pain killers here or stomach medicine if it’s that? Are you feeling any better now?” “Physically I feel better other than being very tired. Emotionally though I don’t know. Everything always seems so much worse at this time of the month though but the thought of saying goodbye to everyone on the Adventurer II on Wednesday just makes me so upset.” Looking at Ellen slightly confused and puzzled his expressions must have been obvious as Ellen looked at him sympathetically. Quietly, head down and not giving eye contact, Daniel had to listen hard as Ellen whispered as if she was reluctant to even be heard. “I’m bleeding.” Raising his eyebrows Daniel looked directly at Ellen even though she wasn’t looking anywhere near him at all. “Your period? You should have said honey. I’m a big boy. I think I can manage to give you some space for a few days. I ordered a bed last night for the spare room. It’s just a settee bed as I thought that might be better but I really don’t want you feeling you have to sleep in my spare room. If you don’t want sex for any reason I will respect that. I can’t promise I won’t get horny. Geez even seeing you topless right now makes me want you so badly, but I’m not a monster. I’m a Muslim. Self control is part of our culture and faith.” Gulping down the last of his coffee Daniel crossed his legs very aware that he’d yet to go to the bathroom since waking up. Watching Ellen sipping at her own tea he was so happy to see her look at him again and smile. Pressing a hand to his upper thigh as his bladder pushed for his attention rather urgently Daniel leaned forward to tense his body as Ellen’s eyes widened. “Do all Muslim men stubbornly hold their morning pee like you do too then?” Embarrassed, but delighted to see the old Ellen reemerging again, Daniel chuckled. “I have no idea but I didn’t want to be rude when we were chatting. I’ll be back in a minute. Man I’m seriously bursting!” Hearing Ellen laugh, the contagious raucous laugh that always drew him to Ellen and made her so unbelievably attractive to him, Daniel grabbed himself as he turned to look at Ellen from behind. “You’d better go Daniel. We don’t want a repeat of that video you sent me do we?” His mind racing as he thought back to the video he’d emailed Ellen earlier in the week he pushed open the door to the downstairs loo and practically threw himself towards the toilet as he pulled his penis out the leg of his underwear for speed. Hearing a loud splash as the urine hit the water Daniel breathed a large sigh of relief. Boy that had been a close call. Having a coffee before peeing in the morning was alway something he regretted no matter how much he was thirty or needed a pick up.
  2. Adult discussions Busy preparing and cooking the dinner Ellen was surprised how easy she was finding her way around Daniel’s kitchen. She’d always admired it from the very first time she’d seen it but now cooking in it the quality of the workmanship and material really stood out. From the soft self closing cupboard doors to the integrated appliances and the smooth edges it was such a pleasure to even use the microwave, which she thankfully figured out very quickly. Dishing the food up she went to look for Daniel, calling for him from half way up the stairs. Placing the plates on the dining table with two glasses of cold water she waited for Daniel to arrive and sit before sitting down herself. Just like he’d done the night before on their date Ellen watched quietly as Daniel cupped his hands to his face and said something quietly. Felling slightly awkward, like she was perhaps intruding on some religious ritual she knew nothing about, she smiled at him and waited for him to start eating before saying that she really hoped he’d like what she’d cooked. Certainly by the speed at which he was forking it into his mouth it seemed very much like he was enjoying it as Ellen ate a bit slower, taking time to savour the flavour and chat to her boyfriend. Sticking to work related topics at first Ellen listened as Daniel updated her on how some of the Dundee charities had only just received the funding to provide for the final batch of refugees moving in on Wednesday. Shocked and saddened that what should have been a very straightforward matter had turned into something much more complicated and stressful for Daniel Ellen was relieved and proud to hear that Daniel had got everything sorted. She had so much respect for him, so much regard for his quiet studious ways and the air of authority he seemed to carry so naturally. The conversation moved on easily and Ellen was fascinated to hear all about Halal and what that meant for Daniel. How ignorant she’d been about his beliefs! She chosen food based on her preferences and hadn’t even given any thought about the suitability for a Muslim like Daniel. Other than meat, which Daniel had always been forthright in telling her about, she’d just assumed anything else would be fine to eat and she’d never ever have thought something as simple as custard could cause such a debate. Feeling well and truly educated, and promising herself that she’d learn more about it as soon as work calmed down, she was so happy to hear that her choice of both main course and sweet had been acceptable and well received. Allowing Daniel to share more she felt touched that he was happy to open up to her about his mum and his religion. All was going well until, rather suddenly it felt to Ellen, Daniel asked about telling his mum all about her! Shocked by this sudden change of tone and direction Ellen look at Daniel hoping he was joking. Clearly he wasn’t though as her heart beat loud and fast and the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. “Are we really at that stage of telling family already?” Convinced it was still very early days for something as serious as that Ellen looked Daniel in the eye as he nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders and defended himself by stating that they’d already told people at work. Sure that was true but then they were only going to be working with them for another three days and she’s only agreed to them knowing because it was getting more and more obvious and she wanted to avoid any gossip. Why was Daniel so keen for his mum to know anyway? Picking up the pudding bowls Ellen walked towards the sink trying to stay as calm and cool as possible. Seeing the dinner plates in the sink she had a sudden fear. “You’re not wanting her to cook meals for me too are you? That’s not why you want her to know is it?” Seeing Daniel turn around on his seat to face her she glanced back towards him waiting for his answer. “That thought hadn’t even occurred to me Ellen. It’s just…well ever since my dad died and my mum came here and saw me absolutely off my face with alcohol I sort of promised her that if anything happened in my life, good or bad, that I’d always tell her. I don’t tell her confidential stuff relating to work or anything like that but I did tell her that I wasn’t working in the office just now and I let her know I was away on business that day we went to Dundee. She’s getting on and lives on her own. It’s only right she knows if I’m not about or have changed jobs and stuff. Last Saturday when I left her house early to come and pick you up from the charity shop I told her I had an appointment because I wanted to keep you to myself for a bit longer. Wed only been dating a few days and I didn’t want to jinx anything. But it feels different now, what with you living here. I just feel she should know but if you’d rather I didn’t I will respect that.” Having never had family to confide in or share her life with Ellen felt like she had no right to deny Daniel his wish, though she did add that she was only staying there as a result of the house fire and not because their relationship was that serious yet. Seeing Daniel nod she really hoped he understood as he stood up and walked towards her. “Leave the dishes Ellen. I’ll do them. You go relax.” Allowing Daniel to kiss her on the neck lightly as she passed him to do as he said she picked her laptop case off the table and slipped into the lounge. Taking a moment to read the news she shook her head at the first news headline about the housing crisis and how Glasgow City Coucil had just declared a ‘housing emergency’, the second council to do so in Scotland in a matter of months. Reading in horror that there were over 5,200 open homelessness cases in the city Ellen sighed. None of what she was reading was news to her working in the sector as a charity representative but the scale of the problem was even more personal now she was homeless herself. She was just finishing ready the story when Daniel walked in handing her a mug of tea. “Have you read tonight’s news?” “I haven’t had a chance yet. Anything interesting?” “Were headline news tonight. Well at least you are…in a way.” “Me? How come?” “Glasgow City council has today become the second Scottish council to declare a housing emergency amid mounting pressure on homelessness services. A city council committee agreed the move due to ‘unprecedented pressures’ facing the local authority, which currently has over 5,200 open homelessness applications at present.” “I knew it was bad but jeez that’s worse than even I thought. No wonder Archie was so keen on this Dundee move. All well and good them declaring an emergency though. The question is what will be done about it?” “It’s not looking good for me finding somewhere either. I’m probably going to have to apply for benefits soon too with my job ending. That’s not exactly going to go in my favour either. I had no idea there were that many open homelessness cases just in Glasgow. That’s more than five times what we had on the Adventurer II to begin with!” “It’s a hell of a lot isn’t it. I knew the council were under extreme pressure, which is why I jumped at the opportunity in Dundee. A full tower block was a dream come true, even if you didn’t want to see it at first.” “I honestly thought something would come up here in Glasgow. Makes you wonder why the council agreed to take the cruise ship in the first place.” “It’s all political isn’t it. You never hear of us taking thousands of refugees from Mexico or Sudan and both of them are at war. If it involves Russia suddenly we have to be seen to be helping. Look how many have given Celine things because it’s Ukraine refugees. Politicians want to be seen to be doing what the people want because ultimately they want our votes. Yet when the refugees arrive we realise that actually we don’t have housing for them after all. It’s why they should never have placed a huge amount all in one local authority. Glasgow just wanted to be seen as the friendly city. How wonderful we are for taking in these poor people when in fact all it’s done is exasperate an already existing crisis. It’s a political football now isn’t it?” “I suppose. I love Shelter and everything they stand for but right now I’m sort of glad my job is ending. How do you tell a young family who have just had their private let home sold off by the owners under a section 21 that there’s nowhere for them to go? How long will it be before we run out of hotel rooms and guest houses? What do we do then? Get a Bibby Stockholm barge here like they’ve got in Portland in England?” “We need more social housing but in the meantime that doesn’t help all those 5,200 people waiting does it? My mum is right when she says I’ll always have a job. She was sceptical when I first joined the council. She really wanted me to be a doctor like my dad. But over time I think she’s warmed to it and as she says everyone needs a home and there will always be people growing up and needing somewhere to live. It’s a fact of life. We need people like you Ellen that really care and aren’t afraid to speak out. It’s because of the likes of you and Celine that we’re able to give the refugees as much as we have. Like you say there’s thousands of our own people needing help just as desperately too.” Enjoying having someone to talk to about how she felt, and appreciating Daniel’s thoughts and opinions greatly, Ellen sipped at her tea feeling very grateful to have a roof over her head even if it wasn’t an ideal situation. Yawning after a long hard day she looked across at Daniel changing the subject. “You don’t mind me sleeping in your spare room do you? It’s not that I don’t like sharing your bed it’s just…well we both need our personal space sometimes too don’t we?” “I’ve not had a chance to even look at that yet Ellen. I’ve been using it as an office and storage. There’s not even a bed in it but I will get one as soon as I can. I don’t expect sex every night you know. I won’t be offended if you’re not in the mood.” A little deflated but exhausted Ellen looked over at the couch Daniel was sitting on opposite her. “I don’t mind the couch until you get a bed if that’s ok?” “You’re not sleeping on the couch Ellen. You can have my bed. I’ll sleep on the couch. I’m not going to my mum’s until late morning so I’ll order a bed first thing. Please use my bedroom as you want. I promise I will give you all the space you need.”
  3. Eating Ellen’s cooking Hearing Ellen call up to him Daniel finished what he was doing, washed his hands and made his way downstairs to the kitchen following the beautiful smell that was luring him in. Seeing a dinner freshly dished up on the table with two glasses of water ready he sat down eagerly, immediately clasping his hands to his face, closing his eyes and thanking Allah. “Bismillah” Looking up he saw Ellen smiling at him. “I hope you like it.” Knowing that as a Muslim it was against the Qur’an to criticise food in any way he smiled back as he cut into the meat and put a piece in his mouth. “It smells delicious. Thank you for making this.” “You’re welcome. I put the receipt and your change on the counter over there. There’s pudding as well if you want some after this.” Looking up from his plate Daniel raised his eyebrows curiously. “I only ever get pudding at my mum’s. I could get used to this.” Really enjoying the flavoursome meal with its fresh ingredients and tasty combinations Daniel bit and chewed and swallowed quicker than he intended to as his stomach received each forkful gratefully. So preoccupied with consuming the food in front of him he was taken aback slightly when Ellen began talking. “Did you see Bohdana leaving this afternoon? The couple she’s going to stay with seem lovely. Such a lovely young lady. I’m going to miss her.” “I must have missed that. I had a rather stressful afternoon trying to chase up payment to the charities in Dundee. They will all need to work flat out now to get organised in time for Wednesday. I worry they might not have enough volunteers but there’s not much else I can do. They should have been paid almost a week ago. Mind you if we were leaving it all to Keith then they still wouldn’t know the refugees even existed. Quite what that man has been doing for the last few months is beyond me.” “Please tell me they’ve got their money now though?” Nodding to answer as his mouth was full of food Daniel chewed on his lamb until it was small enough to swallow. “Not until half past 5 though! I hate last minute things like that. So much unnecessary stress for everyone. There is some good news though. Celine has done an amazing job with the furniture. There’s been a number of large deliveries already. So much so that the community fates are full of beds just now and flats 1A and 1C are both full of various things too. There’s been a large donation from Matalan of clothing which is all on rails in another flat on the second floor and all the current occupied flats now have flooring in at least one bedroom as well as the kitchen, main living room and bathroom. The big IKEA delivery is arriving on Monday morning but we could do with some volunteers to build it all yet. My inbox is bulging with all the progress that’s been made.” “That’s incredible isn’t it, especially when you think that we’ve arranged all that from Glasgow with no help from anyone in Dundee at all.” “Apart from the contractors.” “True. Claypots have been great, especially Rob. It’s really kind of him to be there to help us on Sunday. There’s no way we’d have got the keys to the flats from the council. I feel so much better moving everyone so far away when I at least know they have beds, couches, food and facilities to cook.” “It’ll feel so strange going back to working in the city centre offices again next week. I thought I’d miss it but I haven’t missed it one bit, especially not the parking!” “I won’t know what to do with myself on Thursday. My heart will go with them all on Wednesday. So how was your dinner? You ready for pudding?” Pushing his empty plate to the side Daniel gulped some more water to wash it down as he placed his used cutlery neatly on the plate. “You’re spoiling me Ellen.” Watching happily while Ellen took the plates to the sink then fetched hot apple pie from the oven he sat expectantly as she heated some custard in the microwave and poured it over two slices of the pie neatly dished up on side plates. Taking one of the plates from her he sat it in front of himself as he looked forward to eating it. “I can’t remember the last time I had apple pie and custard. Probably when I was back at school.” “Really?” “There’s big debate in the Muslim community as to whether we should eat custard. We’re only allowed to eat Halal food and while the ingredients in this are all fine some argue that the way it is made isn’t Halal and therefore we should avoid it. Mum tends to always err on the side of caution with Halal food so she just never eats or serves it.” “I had no idea. I’m sorry if I have offended you.” “Not at all. I’m not practicing like my mum. If I was I’d be praying right now for the Isha prayers. I still keep the faith in some areas but in the ones I feel matter, not just for the sake of doing things. Like the Halal meat. The ways animals are treated really matters to me. If I’m going to eat them my conscience feels better knowing they were treated well and humanly killed so I keep that one. I say the dua before meals mostly because I still very much believe in Allah and I am thankful for everything he provides for me. But getting all pedantic about the what ifs of how something is made on the off chance there’s meat products or geletin involved somewhere is just a waste of time to me. The ingredients in custard are all Halal and that’s good enough for me. Besides it’s too delicious to not eat.” “What about the apple pie? Is that Halal?” Daniel smiled warmly at his girlfriend. “Definitely. You’ve done amazing!” “I had no idea. I knew you’d said about meat so I looked for that especially but I honestly thought it was only meat that was the issue. I feel so ignorant about your religion Daniel.” “Most people think the same so don’t worry. It’s just normal for me like it’s normal for someone with allergies to avoid items that they know make them sick. It becomes routine quickly. My mum would never even eat on the cruise ship because others were eating non Halal foods there. That’s taking things too far for me. We can’t and shouldn’t expect others to make the same choices as us in life. In my mind it’s about respect. You wouldn’t deliberately buy or cook something you knew went against Islam and that’s what matters to me. That was such a delicious meal. You’re a wonderful cook Ellen. When did you learn to cook like that?” “Some of the foster placements I had grew up in wouldn’t let you near the kitchen but some wanted us to learn basics skills so we could live independently one day. One of them was always asking me to help in the kitchen and I got to watch them make everything from scratch. It fascinated me as I always thought everything came out of tins and packets before that. I picked up more from watching YouTube. I’m no chef by any means but when I can afford fresh ingredients I try to cook from scratch when I can. This was an easy one as I just grilled the chops, boiled some potatoes and mashed them and cooked the green beans in the microwave. I can teach you if you’d like.” “That sounds like a plan. Though don’t tell my mum if you ever meet her. I think she secretly loves cooking for me and looking after me.” “I’m not in any hurry to meet your mum so don’t worry about that.” “Fair enough. Do you mind if I tell her about you though? I spend my Saturdays with her so I’ll be seeing her tomorrow and I’d love to tell her I’ve met someone.” “Are we at that stage already of you telling your family?” “We told Celine and Aran?” “I suppose we did. The question is though: am I Halal or not?” “You are more than Halal to me darling. You’re absolutely perfect.”
  4. Ellen says goodbye to Bohdana Leaving Daniel Ellen planned to return to her desk but before she could reach there she noticed Katya sitting on the floor with her mum standing over her looking stressed. Immediately going over to check they were ok after Katya having been unwell for a few days Ellen soon discovered that the young girl was just having a moment. Keen to help and support Ellen sat on the floor beside the child to try snd understand the problem. “Why couldn’t I go to school today? It’s so boring on here! There’s no-one to play with and nothing to do!” Looking around the cruise ship Ellen had to admit that the young girl really had a point. To have spent a full year as a child on board with no outside place to run off steam and no park nearby plus such tiny living spaces had to take its toll both physically and mentally on a child. Watching as the child picked at the carpet by her feet staring at the pattern intensely Ellen wondered if she was missing her best friend more than she was saying. “You know there’s only a matter of days left here now and then you’ll have your own full flat to live in. Did I tell you that they’re building a garden right below the flats too so you’ll be able to go outside sometimes and play too? You’ll make so many new friends in your new school too. It’s nearer than Pirie Park is to here so you’ll be able to walk there too.” “But what about Mykhaila and her mum? And my friends here at school? I like it here. I like my teacher. I want to stay!” “Mykhaila’s mummy is not feeling very well just now honey. She’s being looked after by doctors at the hospital just now and because Mykhaila has no-one else to look after her she’s staying with a different family until her mummy gets better. When you go back to school on Monday I expect she’ll be excited to see you and she can tell you more about where she is staying just now and you can tell her about your move too. Her mummy isn’t well enough to move just now but maybe if she gets better we can keep a nice flat for them both. The others will be back from school later and you’ll have other children to play with then. Are you excited about seeing your new room in your new flat?” “Not really. I don’t even have a bed or anything to take there and I miss my family in Ukraine.” “Oh Kayla well I’ve got some news for you! There’s a lovely new bed waiting for you there already. And on Sunday I am going over with some of my friends to take over some new clothes for people and some toys and lots of other things too so you will definitely have your own bed sweetheart. Hey, I’ve got an idea! Why don’t we get up off this carpet and I’ll take you a walk over to the supermarket across the road. I haven’t forgot that I promised you a present because you were stuck in here when you were sick. We could give your mummy time to get some lunch and get some packing done. How does that sound?” Helping the little girl to stand up Ellen talked to Myroslava who nodded at her suggestion looking relieved to be getting a break from her daughter. Picking up her coat and purse from her desk Ellen signed out the ship with Kayla as they walked the short distance to the huge Sainsburys supermarket just along the road. Sliding Daniels’s notes into her purse Ellen made sure not to touch them as she wandered around with Katya treating her to a jar of craft materials, some paper and a lovely book full of paper dolls with little cardboard clothes. Taking a much happier child back across to the huge cruise ship Ellen couldn’t help but look at it’s imposing features as it dawned on her that within a week there would be nothing more than an empty space in its place. Handing Katya back into her mum’s care Ellen decided she needed some space to wander around the ship with her mobile taking some photos for her memories. Slipping into the single toilet cubicle on the second floor to have a wee and change her pad she thought back to finding that very toilet one day by accident when she was almost wetting herself and the more recent escapades she’d got up to in that small space with Daniel. Stopping to chat to any of the refugees she saw on her travels she sensed a real apprehension and anxiety about moving yet again and having to start their lives all over fresh for the second tine in just 12 months. Understanding that stress all too well herself, having just lost everything she owned in a fire, she hugged and held each one trying to reassure them as best as she could. Returning back to the ground floor Ellen knew immediately that the school children had now returned as the noise level increased and the atmosphere changed. Seeing young children running around chasing each other and smelling dinner cooking from the canteen Ellen smiled as she saw Celine and Aran and Daniel all busy at their desks. Catching little Ihor as he tripped right at her feet she lifted him up and hugged him as his harassed young mum hurried towards her. “He’s fine Inna. I caught him before he hurt himself.” “Thank you!” Putting the toddler back down Ellen was just thinking about getting on with some work at last when she saw Bohdana heading towards reception struggling to carry bags and lugging a suitcase behind her. Rushing over to help her she walked with her to reception seeing her dropping her bags and running to hug an older couple. Waiting while Bohdana introduced her to Bert and Bonnie Douglas Ellen recalled how Daniel had spoken about speaking to them on the phone just the day before. “We’re so happy you’ve let Bohdana stay! It’s such an answer to our prayers. The whole church has been praying about this and now it’s actually happening! We’re having a praise celebration on Sunday. It’s just so wonderful.” Feeling more emotional than usual Ellen wiped a tear from her eye as she too hugged Bohdana and said her own goodbyes. “Keep in touch! I’ll miss you!” Watching Bohdana signing out for the final time and the couple helping her with her belongings Ellen waved not really expecting any of them to even see. When she’d signed up for the job she’d never expected to get so emotionally attached to the residents but now a year on she saw them all not just as refugees but as personal friends. Feeling like she really needed some fresh air, and still having her coat on from being out earlier with Katya, she signed out the ship herself and walked slowly back towards the large superstore nearby. Since the fire at her house on Wednesday she’d not once been able to cook herself a meal and the thought of actually being able to do such a simple everyday thing like that again gave her a real lift. Debating between perhaps something simple and traditional like sausage and mash or something a bit more complicated like a full roast dinner she held her purse in her hand in her pocket excited to actually have money to spend. Walking through the front doors of the bright large supermarket Ellen suddenly remembered about Daniel’s religious need for Halal meat as she made her way to the meal aisle hoping by some miracle that there might be some sort of meat that would be acceptable to Daniel. Spotting some fresh Halal lamp chops she inspected them and grinned. Perfect. Grilled Lamb chops with fresh basil accompanied by new potatoes and green beans with some added mint sauce should either of them wish. Filling her basket Ellen couldn’t wait to get cooking as she popped in some apple pie and custard for pudding and walked to the checkouts to pay.
  5. Daniel regrets all the coffees Interrupted yet again by Ellen’s phone ringing Daniel sat patiently as Ellen took the phone call from Rob, one of the contractors they’d met on their first ever visit to Dundee. Only hearing Ellen’s side of the conversation he heard her wish him well on his next job and assumed the contractors must finally be finished their work at Tulloch Court. When Ellen confirmed this the realisation that in just a matter of days the entire project would be complete hit hard. Not only would that mean he’d no longer be working closely with Ellen anymore, or Celine and Aran, but the fact that Ellen’s job would then end too left a heaviness in his heart. At least Ellen hadn’t mentioned that part yet as she chatted brightly about their forthcoming trip on Sunday with the goods Celine had been gathering and then rather coyly asked if she could cook herself some dinner later at his. Handing her some cash from his wallet he joked about her not buying Halal meat as he couldn’t help but comment at how stunning she looked in the jumper he’d bought for her. As Ellen stood to walk away Daniel looked up at her meeting her eye. She seemed happier, calmer and more settled than she’d seemed earlier that morning and he hoped that meant they were back on track again. Finishing the last of his coffee he picked the empty mugs up and took them to the appropriate area. Remembering his unopened sandwich from earlier he made his way back to where he’d left his laptop to hopefully get on with some work at last. Starting with chasing payment to the food bank and starter packs charities Daniel made some firm calls to Dundee pressing them strongly for prompt payment given the now extremely tight deadline looming. Calling the relevant charities to let them know to expect payment imminently he waited for confirmation whilst checking through files to ensure everything else was in order. Very aware that he hadn’t had a moment to use the toilet all day he valiantly crossed his legs as he pushed to get through everything that needed done. Heartened by the progress so many other charities and groups had made in the last ten days Daniel felt a little lighter reading various emails about furniture contracts, flooring getting fitted, social security benefits transfers, educational placements and various plans for up and coming events in the community flats in Dundee despite the tension in his growing bladder. Doing a final check of tenancy agreements and numbers he happened to glance at the clock on his laptop and see it was almost 5:30pm when the call came through at last from Dundee and Angus foodbank that the funds were finally in place. Standing tensely at reception Daniel looked back into the vast cruise ship with its approximately 130 people still living on board and realised that this was the last ever Friday he’d be there. Signing out on his last ever full week he felt proud, slightly anxious about the week to come, and desperate to get home to his own private bathroom. . It had been him who pushed for the tower block in Dundee even when he knew others wouldn’t like it and him who fought for the funding to get the project through. Hoping he’d made the right decision he noticed Ellen’s car still in the car park as he drove the short distance home alone wriggling around urgently in the driver’s seat. Scared of having a repeat of what happened before he pulled his car down the side of the house then reached in for his laptop bag before running to the back door. Twisting his body and squeezing hard he somehow unlocked the door as the mountain of coffee inside him begged and screamed for release. Not even having time to remove his shoes or coat Daniel slammed the door closed behind him as he raced through the kitchen and living room straight into the entrance hallway and the downstairs loo. Seeing the upturned umbrella still by the front door from the night before he toyed with the idea of pissing into it a second time but with his hands on the door he pushed the toilet open instead and fumbled towards the toilet against the wall. Yanking at his trousers desperately Daniel pulled both his trousers and boxers down to get to his penis quicker as he aimed for the toilet just in time. Almost feeling like he was being transported to another realm of reality by the utter relief of getting to pee at last Daniel sighed loudly as urine splashed loudly into the bowl in front of him. Thinking of Ellen and wishing she could have witnessed his sudden desperation Daniel smiled to himself at the thought that she would be back with him very soon. Leaving the bathroom feeling several pounds lighter Daniel returned to put his car in the garage properly before coming back into the kitchen. Finding himself automatically going to the freezer to chose one of his mum’s dinners Daniel had to stop himself even as his stomach rumbled. He needed to keep busy to keep his mind and body off of the fact he was hungry as he looked around thinking what he could do. Walking into the living room feeling at a loose end he looked at the carpet and had a moment of inspiration. Having agreed to go with Ellen and Celine on the mercy trip to Dundee on Sunday he’d lose his usual day for cleaning so partly so it would still get done and party to distract himself from the wait for Ellen he hoovered, cleaned, tidied up and dusted until he heard a car pulling up the side of the house and he rushed to the back door excited to see Ellen. Listening for her car engine turning off he opened the back door in anticipation as Ellen appeared carrying her own work bag plus two Sainsbury’s carrier bags. Taking the shopping bags off of her he placed them on the kitchen table and then closed the door behind Ellen. “It’s good to have you back. Did you find anything you liked?” “I did. And you’ll be pleased to know Sainsbury’s stock Halal meat. I looked for it especially. Do you have a grill or a griddle at all? And I need a couple of saucepans too if you have any?” “Oh. I think there’s a grill on the cooker. I tend to just put things in the toaster though if that’s easier? And I might have an old pot somewhere here.” Rummaging in the back of a cupboard Daniel pulled out his one and only saucepan as he rinsed it in the sink and placed it on the kitchen counter. “Oh and I figured you might not have a potato peeler so I bought one while I was there.” “I definitely don’t have one of those.” “Right. If you leave me to it dinner should be ready in just over half an hour.” Nervous but excited Daniel returned to his cleaning schedule deciding to tackle all the bathrooms while he left Ellen to cook hoping whatever she was making would satisfy his growing hunger. It was so good to have Ellen back in his house as he whistled to himself happily as he scrubbed the bath and sink in the upstairs bathroom before moving onto the ensuite in his bedroom.
  6. Ellen softens towards Daniel again Walking back to her work area Ellen chatted freely to her friend not even realising Daniel was behind them until Celine began talking to him. Leaving them both to talk she busied herself setting up her computer to check her inbox and get on with work when she heard her mobile buzz in her bag. Finding it among the wad of wrapped sanitary towels she pulled it out carefully to see Teona’s name on the screen. Hoping everything was ok she read the text and sighed. The more she heard from the first group of refugees who she’d helped move in to a Tulloch Court the more she worried about them. Between heating issues and now not even being told about the onsite launderette just two doors from the caretakers flat on the ground floor Ellen started to wonder what was going on. Updating her two curious friends on the matter she text back Teona to discover the launderette was actually locked! Quickly texting someone at Claypots, who she understood were still carrying out snagging repairs in the tower block, she hoped they would deal with the situation pronto so she could get on with other urgent matters that were now beginning to pile up. Still trying to get the laundry matter sorted Ellen was distracted by a loud disturbance in the reception area. Looking over to see what was going on Ellen saw Daniel rushing towards the area as she looked at Celine before they too made their way over to see what was going on. Getting closer to the shouting Ellen witnessed Daniel and another refugee, an older man called Sergiy, holding someone back from the reception desk as they shouted and fought to get free. As the young Ukrainian man turned Ellen caught sight of his face as she shouted his name in shock. “Stepan!” Turning to Celine, with her mobile still in her hand, she dialled 999 and requested the police. Watching on as Daniel and Sergiy struggled to contain a very aggressive and clearly out of control Stepan Ellen felt herself starting to shake. The profanity coming out of the young man’s mouth was like nothing she’d ever heard from any of the refugees in the entire year she’d worked with them and none had ever because so aggressive and dangerous either even when faced with some frustrating and hard situations. Worried for Daniel’s safety and for the young terrified girl sitting at the reception desk, Ellen stepped back as she watched the tussle and struggle continue for several more minutes until she could hear sirens and finally uniformed police arrived and took over. Steadied by Celine’s arm in hers Ellen stood in shock as Stepan was taken away by the police and Daniel nodded to Sergiy to thank him before turning to check the young girl at the desk was ok. Trying to process what she’d just seen Ellen felt very comforted and touched when Daniel came closer to her and gently took her hand. “Are you ok?” The air of concern and care from those three words changed things for Ellen in an instant. No longer angry at her boyfriend for wanting to push her to do something she wasn’t ready for yet now she was just so relieved that he was ok. Shaking still she looked up at Daniel’s damp hair and flushed face. “I’ve never seen him like that before.” Not doubting her at all she listened as Daniel spoke in his usual quiet steady way as he explained how the young man was clearly high on something and not in control of his behaviour. Having expected judgement or criticism, which under the circumstances she couldn’t have judged him for at all, Ellen’s heart was so tender towards Daniel as he spoke more fondly of Stepan than he really deserved. Finding herself nodding when Daniel then suggested they have a cuppa to calm down she was grateful for Celine’s arm in hers still as they walked towards the canteen behind Daniel. Sitting at a table with her friend while Daniel got them all a drink Ellen could feel herself still shaking a little from the fright as she took her mug of tea from Daniel gratefully. Taking her first sip she was shocked at Celine who quickly seemed to excuse herself saying she had a meeting. Not quite sure if this was the truth, or perhaps her way of getting her and Daniel to talk after their earlier conversation in the toilets, Ellen looked at her friend trying to get her answer as she took her coffee and walked away. Holding her phone on the table Ellen felt Daniel’s hand rest on hers gently as it felt like he was suddenly reading her mind. “It’s not your fault Ellen. I know how much time you invested in that young man.” Sharing a little of Stepan’s past with Daniel Ellen spoke quietly with her head down as she sipped at her hot tea. Looking up briefly to see Daniel’s soft comforting features and his small anxious looking smile Ellen remembered easily why she’d liked him so much for so long. Now hearing him sweetly and genuinely apologising for his parting remark back at his house that morning Ellen couldn’t help but feel that she too had perhaps been a little quick at taking offence. Now alone, recovering from what they’d both just seen, and still shaken and vulnerable from the trauma of the house fire and the upset with Mykhaila, Ellen found herself opening up to Daniel about her fears of moving in with him. Maybe she’d been too quick to judge him herself as she listened attentively as he explained how he’d only been thinking practically and had not even thought about how it might come across to her. Promising to let her have the spare room if she wanted and let her have a set of house keys Ellen felt a lot more comfortable and at ease about the situation even though she still had some reservations. With most of her tea drunk, and aware of the workload backing up more and more, Ellen lightened the mood jesting about the shower in Daniel’s main bathroom as they laughed together with Daniel’s hand over hers until she felt her phone vibrating under their hands. Pulling her hand out she looked at the screen and smiled at her boyfriend. “It’s Rob at Tulloch Court. I’d better take this.” Daniel nodded but remained seated in front of her as Rob spoke to her about unlocking the laundry room and arrangements for Sunday before he said something that Ellen wasn’t expecting. “That’s us finished this job today. I said I’d be here for you on Sunday and I will. However, from Monday onwards we will be moving onto another project so I won’t be around to sort anything out after then. I just wanted you to know as I’m very aware of the big move on Wednesday. I’ve already told Keith that I can’t be here for that and to be honest with you there’s been too much press around here as it is. I’m not in this for show Ellen. We were contracted to renovate the tower block and that’s exactly what we have done. Should anything under contract need sorted I will send someone out to do so but it very likely won’t be myself as I have to oversee our next project. I hope you understand. I’ll see you on Sunday though.” “Thank you Rob. You have done an amazing job and I hope all goes well on your next job for you. I look forward to seeing you on Sunday morning. Thanks for letting me know.” “That’s Claypots moving on from Tulloch Court. Rob is handing the keys over to the council on Monday morning.” “It’s getting so real now isn’t it. Is he still ok for Sunday?” “Yeah. Sounds like he’s giving up his own time to help us though. He’s a decent chap really.” “He is. Same can’t be said for Keith Bryan sadly.” “That’s true. I should really get back to work. I have so much to do before I leave today. Do you mind if I pick up something at the supermarket on my way to yours tonight? It’s not that your mum is a bad cook but I’d quite like to cook myself something like I’m used to. You don’t mind do you?” “Not at all. Here take this. Buy anything you like. Just don’t get any meat that’s not Halal ok?” Laughing Ellen took the cash from Daniel as she smiled at him. “I think I can manage that. Thank you.” “You’re welcome Ellen. I love you in that jumper by the way. You look absolutely gorgeous.” “Is this you flattering me so I’ll cook extra tea for you too?” “Now why didn’t I think of that?”
  7. Drama on the cruise ship Confused at Ellen changing the subject, but consoling himself with the fact her things were still in his house, Daniel did as Ellen asked and drove her to the cruise ship. It wasn’t until he saw Ellen’s car still in the car park where she’d left it the night before that he remembered he had agreed to bring her back for her car last night. Not that it mattered now, he thought, as he turned to apologise to Ellen only to see that it was already too late as she had already got out the car. Looking out the front windscreen Daniel watched her rushing up the gantry as he wondered if she had an appointment to get to or someone to see. Locking his car he lifted both laptop bags from the boot and carried them in. Signing in he noticed Ellen’s name already in the book just above his as his eyes darted everywhere looking for her. Not seeing her he walked towards the work areas and placed the bags on a desk. Seeing no sign of Celine or Aran, or any of the other charity or government workers he was now so familiar with, Daniel walked over to the refreshment table and made himself a coffee. Smelling hot food from the canteen he looked around before stepping in that direction, enticed by the aroma, whilst still looking for any sign of Ellen. Picking up a sandwich he turned to walk back towards his desk when he saw Ellen and Celine approaching from the main reception area. “Just five more days. It’s going so quick isn’t it?” “Way too quick! As fast as I think I’m getting somewhere there’s suddenly a hundred more things I need to do.” Listening to the woman talking Daniel so wanted to join in but with their back to him he decided to remain quiet for now. “Me too. You know I was actually thinking of coming down here next Friday to see this ship leaving. I know everyone will have left but I just feel it’s been such a huge part of my life for so long that I sort of want to see it leave.” “Aww Ellen what are you like! You know what…maybe I’ll come down with you too. The port will seem so empty when it’s gone.” Still behind the woman Daniel moved to the side to slide into a feee desk where he’d left the two laptops. Passing one over to the table that the ladies were standing over beside him still talking he left it sat on the desk as Celine turned to see him. “Hey! Sorry I never saw you there Daniel. Did you see the email this morning from the food bank in Dundee? I gave them my details that day I was there so I assume that’s why they copied me in. They still haven’t received the funding to supply us with even the basics for everyone arriving on Wednesday. Absolute joke! I haven’t replied as I wasn’t sure where you were at with it. I’m guessing Glasgow isn’t for helping?” “I’ve exhausted that avenue already. I submitted the forms days ago to Dundee. Jeez it’s like getting blood from a stone with them. It’s on my urgent list of things to deal with this afternoon. I’m guessing the starter packs charity are in the same position too. Talk about cutting things fine!” Daniel noticed that while he’d been chatting to Celine that Ellen had set up her laptop and was now looking at something on her phone. They still hadn’t spoken since leaving his house and he was beginning to find it very frustrating. “Everything ok Ellen?” “Yeah sorry. Just a text from Teona asking if I know where there’s a laundrette in Dundee.” “Tell her there’s one in the tower block for the residents. It’s on the ground floor. I assume the machines are all set up and ready. At least they should be!” “I was just about to tell her that. It’s things like this that prove to me that there should be a caretaker on site there even now. Can you believe that they’re not even closing applications for the job until an entire month after everyone has moved in! Then there interviews to be done, checks to be made and any training to be completed. At this rate they’ll be lucky to have anyone in post before Christmas. Utterly scandalous! They clearly don’t care about anyone but themselves.” Pausing just long enough to read anther text Ellen looked up at Celine while Daniel looked on. “She says she’s tried but it’s locked! I’m going to text Rob and see if they can unlock it. They shouldn’t be having to drag their dirty washing all through Dundee every few days just to do their laundry.” Leaving Ellen to it Daniel was just reading another important email when a commotion at reception made him look over. Rising to his feet quickly he marched over to the desk where a young girl was obviously struggling as loud voices and aggressive remarks were flying, not all in English. Taking a male by the shoulders as he wobbled very unsteadily on his feet, clearly high on drugs or drink, Daniel pulled him back from the desk to protect the receptionist. Just about to ask him who he was he looked over as Ellen and Celine approached and another refugee rushed to hold up the mystery male’s other shoulder. “Stepan! I’ll call the police.” “Blyat! Poshol na khuy!” Not knowing what the man was saying as he swayed and shouted Daniel guessed in was swearing from his expression and gestures as his immediate response was to look over at Ellen and check she was ok as she took a step back and called the police. It took all his strength, and that of the fellow refugee, to keep Stepan at bay until the police eventually arrived and took him away. Checking the receptionist was fine Daniel then immediately turned his attention to Ellen who was being held by her arm by Celine. Walking towards her he held out his hand to take hers as he got close enough to her to speak quietly. “Are you ok?” “I’ve never seen him like that before.” “I know. He’s obviously high on something and he probably won’t remember anything of that later. I’ll call the police station later and see if there’s any news. Do you want a tea or something to calm down?” Ellen nodded so Daniel let her hand go and walked towards the canteen assuming Ellen and Celine were behind him. Arriving at the trays he turned to see them walking towards him as he smiled at them both and picked up a tray. “What would you like Celine? I’ll get it. You two can have a seat. Tea Ellen?” Making two coffee and a tea Daniel carried the mugs over to a table where Ellen and Celine were sitting. “Well that was a bit of added drama we didn’t need this afternoon. You both ok?” Seeing them both nodding as they took their drinks and had a sip Daniel felt relieved. “I’ve just remembered I have a meeting to attend. I’ll take this coffee with me. You ok with Daniel Ellen?” “Yeah” “Thanks Celine. I hope your meeting goes well.” Turning back to Ellen Daniel lifted his free hand to touch hers on the table. “It’s not your fault Ellen. I know you put a little of time into Stepan to get things sorted for him.” “He came here all alone. Just a teenager. It was weeks before anyone even knew his name. I could see the loneliness and fear in his eyes even back then. It was that same fear I saw in him just now. He’s not a bad lad Daniel. He’s just lost, vulnerable and broken. He needs help not arrested and sent to jail.” “It might not come to that. We’ll have to wait and see. Listen I’m really sorry I forgot to come back last night after the meal and get your car. I just completely forgot. And I didn’t mean to upset you earlier when I suggested moving into mine. I only said it because I hate the idea of you alone in a dodgy dingy hotel somewhere. If you want I can try and pull some strings in the council and see if I can get you a scatter flat somewhere.” “I just really miss my own place. I miss my own space, my own routines, my own flat. I was just settling in and now I’ve lost everything. I don’t even have a birth certificate right now as that was in the flat with everything else I owned. I like your house. It’s lovely and that bay window in your living room is stunning. But I have my own life Daniel. I want to be able to cook, clean up after myself, come and go as I please, have some privacy at times. I don’t think I can have any of that at yours.” “Oh. I never thought about that. Sorry. I could…maybe get you a key? I could put a bed in the spare room if you’d like? I’ve got a bit carried away. Sorry. And you can cook any time you want. I can get you your own pots and things but I can only have Halal meat in the house. You understand that don’t you?” “Sort of. I’m not sure how it’s any different to any other meat, but I respect your religion Daniel. A key would be good and if you’re ok about the spare room I’d like that too. It’s not that I don’t…you know…just maybe not every night. I might sneak in to your ensuite though. That shower in the other upstairs bathroom is a bit rubbish isn’t it? It’s worse than the water pressure in here and that’s saying something!” Glad to hear Ellen much more relaxed again Daniel vowed to get a key cut to his house as soon as possible and a bed bought for the spare room. It was worth it if Ellen would stay. Anything was worth it if she’d still at his rather than a run down hotel miles away.
  8. Ellen feels overwhelmed Getting the online introductions over with, with four heads and shoulders on her laptop screen, Ellen felt so incredibly nervous and inadequate. Listening as Julian, the man she’d spoken with on the phone days earlier, explained why the interview was being carried out online instead of in person Ellen already felt she was wasting everyone’s time. The closing date in the advert hadn’t even been reached yet so what chance did she have of ever getting the job? Confirming her personal details when requested Ellen remained quiet as the job description was read out followed by the pay scale and then a long winded account of the background of who the refugees were and why they were being moved to Dundee. Hating how Julian repeated referred to them collectively as just ‘they’, which to Ellen felt depersonalised and overly simplistic like there was perhaps just one family rather than over 120 individuals with various needs and personalities, it took all her self control not to correct him and remind him what exactly she’d been doing for the last 12 months! This was followed by Julian reading out to everyone word for word everything Ellen had submitted on her online application. Nodding quietly as this was read Ellen felt invisible as the three men chatted between themselves while she could hear every word. Finally the interview actually started as each person in turn asked Ellen questions relating to her experience, her capabilities, her qualifications and her work history. Picturing Oleksandr and his wife, Myroslava and young Katya, Yakiv and Mylana, and Inna and little Ihor Ellen passionately spoke about the work she’d dedicated the last year of her life too, confidently explaining how many refugees had arrived in Glasgow and how many she’d helped to secure their own tenancies. Keeping confidently at all times she explained some of the very complex situations that had made finding new homes for everyone so difficult, from lack of ID, to communication barriers to medical conditions requiring treatment. It seemed to be finally going well until one of the men questioned her on her work history pushing for an exemption as to why she had significant periods of no employment. Temped to explain about her own period of homelessness she looked at their stern faces and decided against it, preferring instead to cover it up with ‘personal reasons’. Hoping they wouldn’t push or probe any further she tried to deflect the pressure a little by sharing about her weekend voluntary work and how that would help her in a role as caretaker. Sipping at the water between questions Ellen couldn’t quite believe how long the whole thing was lasting as she rubbed at her aching tummy whilst smiling at the camera. By the time it came to questions at the end Ellen was exhausted, though she made sure to ask about how soon she might hear back and when the proposed start date was. Shocked to hear how long after the refugees arrived the date was she felt a fire rise within her as she immediately lost her self control and became rather animated, freely questioning all three men about what support the refugees would have in the interim time frame and feeling very frustrated that there were no plans in place at all to cover that period! When Julian took back control and ended the interview Ellen couldn’t help but worry that her outburst right at the end may have outdone any progress she had made in the last two hours. Sighing to herself as faces disappeared from the screen one by one and the software logo returned to her screen she closed down her screen and stood up to stretch her legs. Picking up the empty water glass she took it through to the kitchen where Daniel was sat working as he immediately looked up from his screen and smiled at her warmly. “So…how do you think it went?” Summarising the last two hours as best she could Ellen chatted to her boyfriend about how it had all went as she noticed her mobile sitting on the table by a mug of coffee. Asking if she’d missed anything important she anxiously reached for her phone when Daniel told her she’d missed a call. It wasn’t a number she knew but it was local as she clicked to call them back right away. Already having a headache the last person she wanted to hear from right then was her landlord especially as he sounded angry and annoyed at her. Listening in silence as he ranted on loudly about the fire and her lack of communication with him Ellen walked through into the lounge to avoid Daniel overhearing. Having seen the damage herself she was shocked at her landlord asking if she intended to return to the flat when it was renovated before questioning where she was living now and what she knew about the fire, very much appearing to accuse her of wilfully causing it! Angry and annoyed Ellen really struggled to remember her training from Shelter as the voice of her landlord intimidated and scared her. Telling Daniel about the call it was good to get advise from someone who understood the law on housing and whose advise she really trusted. She was so emotionally attached to the situation it felt so out of control as she realised just how much she was missing her personal space and her own routines and privacy. Faced with the reality that not only had she lost all her personal belongings but that she was also homeless the stress of the interview now felt like nothing as she longed to get back to the comfort of the ship and her normal work routine. Daniel, as much as he was helping, was also starting to become suffocating as he looked at her smiling as he proudly suggested she move in with him permanently! What? They’d only been dating less than two weeks and while she’d stayed over and had fun neither of them were anywhere near ready for the commitment actually of moving in together, well not in her mind anyway. It was fast becoming too much for her as she changed the subject quickly without giving Daniel an answer. Desperate to get out the house Ellen was even more frustrated when she realised that Daniel hadn’t, as promised, taken her back last night to get her car from the port. Had he done that deliberately to control her or had it been a simple oversight after a lovely meal together? Ellen wasn’t sure which one to believe as she stood by the garage waiting for Daniel to unlock it and get his car out, which was taking ages, as all she wanted was to see Celine and check everything on the ship was ok. Not speaking at all on the short journey to King George V port Ellen felt so relieved to see her car still parked exactly where she’d left it the evening before as she waited for Daniel to park. Jumping out the car as quickly as possible she felt the cold air rushing up her bare legs as she ran up the gantry and safely into the Adventurer II. Signing in she looked everywhere for Celine before seeing her walking toward the canteen. Rushing up to her and hooking an arm through hers Ellen looked up at her friend feeling stressed and harassed. “Please come with me Celine! I need to talk to you!” Pulling her friend by the arm Ellen pushed open the door to the ladies by the main lift as they walked inside and checked no one was around. “What’s up Ellen? Is everything ok?” “I’ll be back in a minute. I just need one of these!” Grabbing a sanitary towel from a basket by the sinks, provided free of charge by the government, Ellen rushed into a cubicle to pee and change her pad as she continued chatting to her friend. “Stupid period! It came on first thing this morning and would you believe I only had two pads in my handbag! Typical! I couldn’t even get to a shop to get any as Daniel didn’t bring me back for my car last night even though he said he would and the doors were locked in his house and I still have no idea where the nearest shop is by his house anyway!” “Oh Ellen! It never fails to come when we really don’t want it doesn’t it! On the morning of your interview too!” Flushing the toilet and returning to wash her hands Ellen kept talking to Celine needing to say so much. “You don’t happen to have any pain killers do you? These stomach cramps are agony!” Taking some painkillers from Celine Ellen swallowed them without a drink as she turned back to face her friend. “Thank you. I feel so bad doing this but I need to take a whole bunch of these too. I’d buy my own but it’s awkward staying at Daniel’s just now. Celine what am I going to do? I don’t think I can keep staying at Daniel’s. I haven’t got money for a hotel and my arse of a landlord is now wanting me to keep paying rent for a flat that’s burnt to the ground! I’ve lost everything and I’ve just had an interview in my bare feet because I don’t even possess a pair of tights! Look!” Pulling her skirt up to show her bare legs to her friend Ellen let the skirt drop down as she filled her handbag with sanitary towels. “Take as many as you need Ellen. They’re only going to be taken away before the ship leaves anyway. I can’t see the Scottish Government funding free sanitary products throughout Europe can you? I’d offer for you to come and stay with me but you know I have Carson so it’s not that simple. What about going to the council offices and declaring yourself homeless? You’d be priority with the fire.” “I don’t want shoved in a hotel again with pay as you go internet that’s worse than bloody dial up. Even if I do by some miracle get a scatter flat I’ve no money for carpets or a cooker or anything. I haven’t even got a bed! I feel awful for saying this but right now I’d be better off as a refugee on here!” “Why can’t you just stay over at Daniel’s even until something comes up?” “Because he wants me to move in permanently! God we’ve only been dating, what 11 days, and he wants me to bloody move in with him!” “Wow he’s quick! Has he not got a spare room you could have? Has he offered you a key?” “He wants me in his bed! He’s not once even suggested a key. I don’t even know if I want one anyway. He doesn’t even cook his own dinner! He gets his mum to make his meals and he reheats them!” “You’re kidding me!” “Nope!” “Oh my God! So he can’t cook but is he good at you…know?” “I’ve no complaints there! He’s actually lovely and his house is spotless and gorgeous and he’s not short of money, but I need my own space, my privacy, my own bed.” “Well tell him that. See what he says. So how was the interview? Apart from the fact you were barefoot of course!” “Long! They didn’t like my employment gaps and I don’t think they appreciated my questioning them about why they are leaving the refugees for almost a full month without a caretaker. But other than that it went reasonably well.” “Let’s hope you get the job then eh! That caretakers flat in Tulloch Court is perfect isn’t it.” “It would be a dream come true.” “You’ll get to see it again on Sunday too when we drive over with the charity stuff. You still ok for that?” “Definitely!” “You can come in Ellis’s lorry with me if you’d prefer. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind.” “I might just do that. Thanks. I reckon we’d better get back to work or they’ll be looking for us both. Thank you Celine! You’re the best!” “Anytime Ellen!”
  9. Daniel wants Ellen to move in Waking to find Ellen no longer by his side Daniel had a quick pee then headed downstairs to look for her. Seeing her sitting on the couch reading something on her laptop he reached over to place his hands on her shoulders affectionately. Stepping to the side of the couch he leaned in to kiss her cheek as he commented that she was up early and asked if she was doing some last minute preparations. Of course she was nervous, who wouldn’t be, but she surely had nothing to worry about with her vast experience and expansive knowledge of the refugees already. He was just saying all that to Ellen when they were interrupted by the sound of Ellen’s mobile ringing. Standing listening, wondering who on earth could be calling so early in the morning, the first he heard was Ellen asking if the baby was ok and mentioning Tetyana. Assuming it was news of the baby at last he waited until Ellen finished the call so she could update him properly. Seeing his girlfriend so emotional over the new arrival only served to convince Daniel even more about her passion and care for the people they’d been working with for the last 12 months. Offering to make them both breakfast he left Ellen to what she was doing as he took her in some French toast and a cuppa. Seeing she was still deeply engaged in whatever she was working on he decided to respect her space and eat his breakfast in the kitchen as normal before slipping past her back upstairs to get showered and dressed. Returning back down to wash up he suddenly noticed what Ellen was wearing for the first time as she walked into the kitchen barefoot carrying her dishes. The black jumper accentuated her curvy figure beautifully and contrasted against the long flowery skirt stunningly. It looked 100 times better on Ellen than it had done on the manakin in the supermarket and now looking at Ellen’s hair he couldn’t help but love the natural waves and curls in it that made her look so warm and friendly and attractive. Noticing the time he offered to move into the other room to work to give Ellen access to the dining table but she shook her head, making her thick wavy hair bounce cheerfully as she informed him that she had everything set up ready. Suggesting he perhaps keep her mobile phone at least incase it disturbed the interview she handed it to him readily then turned around to use the downstairs toilet before starting her interview. Thinking she might want some water with all the talking she’d have to do he filled a clean glass with some fresh iced water and sat it by her laptop. Setting up his own laptop on the dining room table Daniel text Celine and Aran on the cruise ship to let them both know that he was working from home, reminding them both that Ellen would be in late too as she had an interview that morning. Celine text back right away saying to wish Ellen good luck and that she’d email or text if there were any issues. Aran didn’t reply but Daniel expected he might do so later so wasn’t worried. Logging into his email he watched as the number went up and up knowing he would have a busy morning working through everything that demanded his attention that day. Working away quietly he smiled as he heard Ellen next door talking on zoom with his borrowed earphones over her head. Glancing through she looked tense and awkward as he silently wished for a successful interview and that she’d have the confidence to show her passion and drive over the screen. Half an hour later and Ellen was still chatting, this time obviously answering questions about what help and support she felt the refugees might need once relocated to Dundee. Starting to hear the passionate, fiery, dedicated woman he knew and loved beginning to push through the nerves he silently cheered her on next door feeling helpless to support her in any other way. It was almost an hour later before the room next door went silent and Ellen came through to see him looking tired but relieved. “So…how do you think it went?” “I’m really not sure. Parts of it seemed to go well. I obviously could answer all the stuff about what help and support the refugees might need and all the experience I have gained in the last 12 months and they seemed impressed by the volume of people we relocated and all the charities and organisations we have been working in partnership with. They didn’t seem at all pleased though at how little experience I actually had in housekeeping and maintenance and they questioned me at length about my work history which I know won’t look good or do me any favours. They have some others to interview in a few weeks time so I don’t expect to hear anything for at least a month, which I did tell them was terrible as the refugees need someone there right now, but I fear I might have overdone things there. It’s over now though and I can’t go back. So how are things on the ship? Any news?” “As far as I know everything is fine there. You missed a call on your mobile. I didn’t feel right answering it but I saw it vibrate on the table. Hopefully nothing too important. I’m proud of you Ellen. You’ve done your best and that’s all anyone can ask.” Handing Ellen her phone back her face seemed unreadable as Daniel looked at her curiously. “It’s a Glasgow number but not one I know. I’d better call them back incase it’s important. I was thinking we should really head back. I’ve only just remembered I left my car in the port car park! I hope it was ok there all that time!” “I’m sure it’ll be fine.” Stopping himself from saying any more as Ellen had her phone to her ear Daniel finished what he was sending and waited before closing his laptop down. Noticing Ellen had walked through to the lounge rather than talk within earshot of him he wondered why she felt whatever it was about was such a secret. When she walked back in a few minutes later looking a little shaken he couldn’t resist asking. “Is everything ok?” “That was my landlord. The police notified him about the fire and he’s been out to see the flat this morning. He wasn’t at all happy that I hadn’t told him about it but I never got around to saving his details on my phone and the letter with his number on was left on my kitchen counter. He was asking where I was staying and if I intended to return to the flat if it is deemed repairable.” “What did you tell him?” “That I am staying with a friend and that if the flat is reparable then I would currently like to move back but that I didn’t think it would be able to be fixed. He said that’s not for me to decide and it’s a matter for the insurance company. He’s going to get back to me when he knows more but he basically implied if I was implicated in the fire in any way he will be invoicing me directly for all the work!” “You know he can’t do that. There’s absolutely zero evidence that you had anything to do with the fire. I’ve seen many fire damaged properties in my time as a housing officer and I will be very very surprised if that block of flats is ever habitable again. The damage will go much deeper than you realise. I expect in due course the full block will end up demolished. Your landlord’s insurance will cover his costs. By rights he should be paying for you to stay somewhere else but his insurance would cover that too.” “Should I cancel my rent standing order?” “Yes. Well unless it’s repairable but I highly doubt that. When’s it next due?”: “I only just paid it on the 1st of the month there. It was meant to be going up in a couple of months too.” “I’d hold off for now but you’ll probably be fine to cancel it once the loss adjusters have been and the insurance companies have been informed. Are you really wanting to move back there if it is viable to be repaired?” “Well where else can I go?” “You could stay here Ellen. Seriously. Obviously if you get the job in Dundee then that changes things but if not you can move in here. There’s plenty space.” “I think we should really get back to the cruise ship. I have so much work to be catching up with. I’ll just get my laptop and bag.”
  10. Thank you! I adored writing this and it means so much having someone still enjoy it all these years later.
  11. A morning of surprises for Ellen Still looking at the upturned umbrella on the tiled floor Ellen chatted easily to Daniel as he washed his hands in the small toilet then returned to the tiny hallway. Despite having such a lovely night Ellen could feel a headache starting and her stomach ached, probably due to having held her pee for so long. Following Daniel back into the kitchen she helped clear up and put things on to charge feeling a heaviness hanging over her. Not wanting to ruin the evening though she was grateful to hear Daniel was thinking of going to bed too as he sent her upstairs while he made tea and coffee. Yawning as she climbed the stairs she began looking for her one night shirt in the bin bag of clothing Daniel had so kindly washed for her feeling herself getting tearful and angry at not being able to find it. Embarrassed at the thought of Daniel coming into the bedroom and seeing her in just her knickers with no nighty on she climbed into the bed feeling thoroughly fed up and pulled the duvet up around her shoulders. She was just in time too as Daniel casually walked in carrying two hot mugs in front of him. Putting one on the bedside cabinet Ellen pulled slightly away and grabbed at the duvet feeling stupid and upset at hiding herself from someone who’d already seen her naked many times. Her strange behaviour got the attention of Daniel as he looked at her concerned and questioned if she was ok. Ready to cry Ellen mumbled that she couldn’t find her night shirt nodding in reply as she stared down at the duvet out of embarrassment when he asked if she only had one. It all seemed so ridiculous yet Ellen couldn’t help how she was feeling even as Daniel tossed her over an old baggy T-shirt that only just fitted her. Pulling it on she sipped at her tea worrying she might have caught a urine infection or be coming down with something as she hugged her own legs and intermittently drank her tea. Her mind miles away Ellen’s anxiety escalated as Daniel began talking quietly about her interview the following morning. With so much having happened that evening she had forgotten just how close it was as a quiet tear ran down her face dripping onto the duvet. She felt so inadequate, way too unqualified, far too overweight and ugly to even imagine herself getting the job as the reality of the fact she’d almost certainly be unemployed soon hit her hard. Finishing her tea she laid down in the bed on her side still holding her stomach as her eyes closed but her mind still filled with thoughts of the fire, the pain of saying goodbye to Mykhaila and the reality that Mrs Kravencho was slowly dying alone in hospital and she hadn’t even managed to visit her yet. Tossing and turning with cramps and a headache all night Ellen woke before Daniel as she went to the bathroom in the hallway rather than the ensuite to avoid waking him. Wiping herself Ellen sighed at the sight of fresh blood as she sneaked downstairs hoping she had some towels in her handbag. At least that explained the cramping and headaches and hormonal behaviour from the night before, which she really hoped Daniel had forgotten about already. Finding just two sanitary towels in her handbag Ellen fiddled with the shower over the bath until she got it to a decent temperature then stepped in to wash herself using whatever soap she could find, aware that it was still dark outside and Daniel’s alarm still hadn’t even gone off yet. Towel drying her hair she slipped back into the bedroom to quietly find some clean underwear feeling for the first clothing she could find. Tiptoeing down stairs she switched the living room light on and saw that it was the new jumper and skirt that Daniel had bought her in her hands. Deciding to try them on rather than risk waking Daniel to find something else she checked for any tags before pulling the black jumper over her head. It felt warm and comfortable, snuggly but not at all tight feeling. Stepping into the long flowery skirt she felt suddenly very smart and fresh as she walked bare foot into the kitchen. Missing her slippers from her own flat, which she knew she’d now never seen again, she made herself a glass of water and opened up her laptop. After briefly checking her long inbox of new messages Ellen brought up her CV and read it through adding in the contact details for both Celine and Aran who had thankfully both agreed to be her referees. Doing some online research into the role of a caretaker for tower blocks ahead of her impending interview Ellen was engrossed in reading something when she felt hands touching her shoulders. Turning to see Daniel standing in just his boxers she shivered as he kissed the her cheek before talking to her from beside her. “You’re up early. Last minute preparations?” “I just wanted to be ready. It’s a totally different role to what I’ve been doing.” “That’s true. You’ll smash it though. I know you will. You’ve got a flying start too what with knowing all the refugees so well. I guarantee you none of the other applicants can say that. You, more than anyone, know what they need and how best to support them.” Daniel was clearly about to say much more when they both jumped at the sound of Ellen’s phone ringing. Rising from the couch Ellen walked quickly to where her phone was plugged in seeing Dmitro’s name on the screen. “It’s a girl! We’ve had a girl Ellen!” Tearful and excited Ellen attempted to get some more details from a euphoric Dmitro as he blurted out about a long labour and an emergency c-section. Slipping into Ukrainian at times Ellen had to really concentrate as her exhausted but elated friend shared about what sounded like a complicated and drawn out labour. “Is the baby ok? How is Tetyana?” “Tetyana ok. Marichka in baby care. I go see her now.” “Thank you for letting me know Dmitro. If there’s anything either of you need please just let me know. I’d better let you get to your daughter. Huge congratulations to you both! Tell Tetyana I send my love please.” “Ya buda, dyakuyu. Thank you.” Turning to look at Daniel wiping a tear from her eye Ellen told him about the news. “Awww that’s lovely news. I’m so pleased for them and so glad they moved through to Dundee early. Do you want a cuppa? I was just going to put the kettle on? I can make some french toast too if you’d like?” “That would be lovely. Thank you.” Checking the time Ellen returned to her laptop working and nervously preparing while eating breakfast and drinking tea all while Daniel ate his own breakfast in the kitchen then went upstairs for a shower. Returning back down Ellen went to take her dishes back into the kitchen to set up ready for her online interview when Daniel looked at her from the sink and smiled. “You look so beautiful Ellen. I love your hair. Do you want me to keep your phone in here incase it rings during the interview? I can go into the lounge if you’d prefer to be at the dining table.” Handing Daniel her mug and plate Ellen ran a finger through her hair. “Thank you. It goes much more wavy when I leave it to dry naturally. I set up the camera earlier and it seems fine in the lounge if you’re ok in here? I’ll just go to the loo before it starts.” Nipping to the small downstairs loo Ellen was glad to see her pad was still ok as she checked herself in the mirror and nervously walked back through to the living room. She still didn’t feel 100% ready and her stomach still ached with cramps but thinking of Tetyana in hospital alone with a new born baby spurred her on to want to be in Dundee more than ever to help her and Dmitro and everyone else. “This isn’t about me. This is about the refugees,” she muttered to herself as she logged into the zoom call grateful to see that Daniel had left her a glass of water by her laptop.
  12. Firstly my daughter is now home and although very tired she’s doing much better. As for the car…well I’m not giving away any further story plots but the fact Ellen has went to bed and forgotten about it might prove an issue later. You’ll discover why it might have been forgotten soon though! As for the umbrella…I think the only true way to know the answer to your questions is to try it myself one day and report back. Of course that might involve a variety of different styles of umbrella’s from the large sturdy golf type ones that might hold more but take a lot of room to the more compact lightweight fold up ones with lovely patterns on but more liable to tip. So much to explore! As part of my research for this I even took a day trip to some of the places mentioned to ensure my facts were all correct. The absence of public toilets in King George V port was definitely noted as it’s in a very industrial area with nowhere even nearby to go. While all of the characters are fictional the places are all real.
  13. The night before the interview Realising Ellen was serious and heading straight for the downstairs loo Daniel chased after her clutching himself tightly. Trying to squeeze past her knowing his body was extremely close to its limit he became very frustrated when Ellen stretched her full body across the door frame into the entrance hall to the front door and the small downstairs loo. Unable to get past her at all he danced around urgently hearing his naked girlfriend moaning about how bursting she was to pee. She was bursting? He could barely contain himself as he tensed himself and twisted sweating from the sheer effort of holding on. Then she suddenly moved as Daniel processed that he could finally get to the toilet. He was just a fraction of second too late though as he watched in horror as Ellen slammed and locked the toilet door right in front of his face. Shouting into her to open up he bent forward squeezing himself hoping Ellen might just unlock the door so they could both pee. As she shouted back through telling him to use another toilet he sighed and knocked on the door in exasperation. Hearing the noise of Ellen peeing loudly was torturous as sweat dripped from Daniel’s forehead as he pushed his penis between his legs and pushed his thighs together in a vain effort to keep his bladder’s contents safe inside his body still. Aware that any second the flood gates would open Daniel turned around frantically looking for anything to help him. Only ever using the small hallway to access the downstairs loo Daniel could only see one item perched against the wall right by the front door, a black umbrella that he guessed wasn’t even his. Reaching out to grab it a crazy idea formed that might just work. Pushing the umbrella open Daniel turned it upside down into the tiled floor right as a spurt of warm urine pushed out of his dick uncontrollably. Watching it fall into the upside down brolly and run towards the middle Daniel had nothing more to lose. Stepping right next to the open upside down umbrella he aimed his exhausted penis in the direction of the centre of the umbrella and let nature take its course. Once started there was absolutely no stopping the flow as it foamed and ran towards the lower centre forming a bigger and bigger puddle as he urinated more and more. Still peeing Daniel turned around in shock as he heard the toilet door open and Ellen step out! Embarrassed, but much much more comfortable that he was five minutes previously, Daniel looked at his girlfriend shyly. “What the heck…!” Exclaiming that he had no other choice because he’d been so bursting to go he loved how Ellen found the situation so hilarious as she laughingly asked how he intended to dispose of the contents he’d made as Daniel looked at his front door thinking. Leaving Ellen he rushed back to the kitchen for his house keys, carefully unlocked and opened the front door and angled the umbrella just so until almost all his pee ran out and down the front stairs. Turning back to smile at Ellen they joked together about what had just happened as Daniel looked in Ellen’s eyes and knew that what he was feeling for her was now much deeper than the original lust he’d felt for her the previous few months. Popping into the toilet to wash his hands he continued chatting to Ellen until his hands were dry and he was back out beside her. “I haven’t forgotten that you’ve got an interview in the morning Ellen. What say we put everything on to charge, have a quick tidy up and then have a cuppa before bed?” It was more of a statement than a question and Ellen seemed to pick it up that way too as she followed him back to the kitchen, pulled her laptop out its bag and put it on charge on the coffee table in the living room. Plugging his own laptop in to charge in the kitchen Daniel filled a mop bucket with floor cleaner and hot water while Ellen put their mugs from earlier in the sink. Quickly mopping the remains of their puddle for earlier he did a final quick tidy up then switched the kettle on for a cuppa. “Why don’t you pop up and get ready for bed Ellen and I’ll bring this up. Do you want toast or anything with it?” “Just tea is fine thanks.” Making the drinks on his own Daniel was tired but feeling content and blessed as he carried the mugs upstairs grateful to have Ellen in his bed with him yet again. Seeing her sitting up in the bed with the duvet pulled up tightly to her shoulders he placed her tea down and walked around to the other side with his coffee. “You ok darling?” “I can’t find my nightshirt.” “Have you only got one?” Seeing Ellen nod Daniel smiled at her sympathetically. “I don’t mind you sleeping topless, in fact I’d love it, but if you’d prefer I can let you have one of my t-shirts.” “Would you mind?” “Of course not. I have some really loose ones somewhere. Let me see what I can find.” Sliding the wardrobe open Daniel checked through his garments for the baggiest T-shirt he owned thrilled to see it fitted Ellen pretty ok. “Thank you.” Sipping their drinks quietly they both just enjoyed the simplicity of the other’s company as their eyes became heavy and their drinks gradually finished. “You’re going to be amazing at that interview tomorrow Ellen. I plan on working from home if you want to choose the kitchen or the living room. I don’t mind where I work. Just let me know in the morning. We can head to the ship once you’re finished. How does that sound?” “That’s fine. Thank you.” Seeing how exhausted Ellen now looked Daniel took her empty mug away and tucked her gently under the duvet. Reaching down to lightly kiss her forehead he hoped she would sleep well. “Night Ellen. See you in the morning.”
  14. It’s never too much to ask? I would have answered sooner but been in hospital with my daughter. I didn’t actually try it as I have a shoe rack by my front door so there wasn’t room to open it fully…if there had been more room ids have definitely given it a go!
  15. Thank you! I actually stood by my own front door desperate while writing it to imagine what might be there for Daniel to use. Since he only uses his back door I figured there wouldn’t even be a pair of boots to use but a visitor could have left an umbrella by mistake. I even opened one out and was temped to check it worked lol
  16. Ellen laughs at Daniel’s solution Ecstatic to see Daniel suddenly take his boxers off revealing the most delicious chocolate brown hard penis ever Ellen beamed with delight. His choice now very obvious she stared at his phallus licking her lips in anticipation as pee spurted out of it involuntarily. Imagining just how desperate Daniel was to pee Ellen clenched her own muscles as Daniel pulled her up and ripped down her own pants so quickly she practically blinked and missed it. Feeling his body standing between her thick legs she pulled her feet around his back to squeezed him closer as wee spurted out of her now exposed pussy. Still trying to hold it in she was so absolutely desperate that no matter how hard she tried she just couldn’t fully control the pressure against her any more. Just then Daniel bent down to whisper in her ear stating the obvious by asking if she’ was desperate. Was he crazy? She was barely managing to keep the damn in place now as he’s pushed against her saying that he was holding his own bladder back just for her. Feeling his penis now inserted inside her Ellen wriggled and pushed against it trying to get the friction and pressure she so urgently needed. Exclaiming to her lover just how badly she had to wee he only pushed further against her telling her that what he’s doing would help. It already was, at least a tiny amount, but despite being so unbelievably aroused she couldn’t help but feel warm liquid dribbling out of her exhausted urethra even as Daniel thrust inside her. Concentrating immensely hard to keep her bladder at bay Ellen winced and moaned and thrust against Daniel, ever conscious that she was dripping urine between her legs but unable to stop it. Fighting against the powerful urges she thrust and squeezed and pushed harder and harder until her body became so engrossed in sex that it temporarily switched off the signal from her bladder. Aware the appeasement was extremely limited Ellen gave her all to the experience, allowing her whole body mind and soul to get taken up in orgasmic relief as she shook and vibrated and panted moving into a whole new realm of pleasure she adored so much. Very aware that Daniel was entering the zone in simultaneous alignment to her she let their bodies unite as one in unison surrendering to everything Daniel had to give. A little dizzy and hyped full of adrenaline Ellen felt Daniel slowly pull out as her body came down from the high just enough to bring her back to full consciousness. Sweating and gasping she longed for a drink as her eyes caught sight of the two mugs still on the table. Looking over at them she had no idea how long they’d now been there as she let her mouth say what was on her mind. “Do you think my tea has cooled enough now? I’m gasping for a drink after all that.” Smiling as Daniel walked around naked to his own mug Ellen almost chuckled as he downed the entire mug in one go then looked at her with his lips covered in coffee dribbles. It reminded her instantly of their first kiss where she’d wiped his lips ever so gently after they’d had their first drinks together in the car on the way to Dundee. Hoping her own cuppa was as drinkable too she reached over for her mug and downed her own drink in a couple of large gulps as her senses began recovering and her desperate urge to wee very quickly returned. Assuming the exact same had just happened to Daniel Ellen watched delightfully as he rubbed his hands off his thighs and jiggled his legs around. Coming back around to stand in front of her he reached out for her hand all rather romantically before shakily, and almost apologetically, asking if he could now be excused to use the toilet. It seemed so incongruous given that it was his house and she was the guest but the sentiment meant everything to Ellen as even though she felt very fulfilled and happy she couldn’t resist just one final playful moment. Letting Daniel’s hand go she stood up, and using her weight to her advantage, she pushed past Daniel as she dared to look over her shoulder to see him now clutching at his half hard penis desperately. It was so adorably sexy, so highly arousing, yet her own bladder was so relentless in its aching pressure that she couldn’t dare wait even if she wanted to. Talking back to Daniel to say he could, of course, now pee she added an amendment that she knew would tease him just one final time. “Only if I go first! I’m bursting!” Emphasising that fact by grabbing at her exposed vagina Ellen hobbled as quickly as she could through the main lounge and towards the downstairs toilet hearing Daniel racing behind her clearly keen to beat her to it. Blocking the door into the little hallway that lead to the small toilet Ellen whimpered as she thought for a second it might actually be too late. “Oh God I need a wee wee so bad!” “You’re not the only one! Come on! Let me through honey! I’m going to burst here!” Pushing her way into the toilet Ellen promptly closed and locked the door hearing Daniel banging on it desperately. “Don’t do this Ellen! I’m going to piss on the tiles! Let me in! Please!” Ignoring his pleas Ellen turned and hovered over the toilet as a very loud strong spray shot out her at speed making her lose her balance. Reaching out to the walls she lowered her body down as her wee continued to flow speedily into the loo so loudly it was echoing all around the room. “Fuck! This is bloody torture! Hurry up!” “You don’t have to wait you know. Isn’t there other toilets you can use?” “They’re all upstairs! I won’t make it! Come on! Just let me in!” Still urinating strongly Ellen tried picturing Daniel waiting outside holding himself and dancing around. He’d already leaked a lot during sex so holding it now would be so much harder. Part of her felt awful that he might genuinely be in pain but yet the other part of her relished the idea she was holding him back from needing something he so urgently wanted. Compassion finally winning her over though she emptied the last of her bladder and flushed the toilet shouting through the door that she was almost finished. Hearing just a moan back she washed her hands quickly and dried them and went to unlock the door to let Daniel in. Her eyes bulging at the sight right in front of her Ellen gasped in shock at what she was witnessing. There in front of her was an umbrella pushed up but turned upwards on the tiled flooring filling the entire small entranceway wedged between the walls and the front door with her naked boyfriend standing broad footed aiming his penis down into it filling it with his warm foaming piss. “What the heck…” “You were taking forever! I couldn’t wait! It was the only thing here! I had to improvise ok!” Laughing freely and raucously Ellen doubled over in a fit of the giggles at the absurdity of what she was witnessing. “An umbrella! Of all the things!” “It’s waterproof isn’t it!” “You’re meant to get the other side wet though not the inside!” “I was bursting ok!” “So it seems! I’m looking forward to seeing how you get that amount of liquid out of that though!” Curious, and rather invested in Daniel’s plans, Ellen waited as he finished peeing before he turned to face her still holding his penis between his thumb and forefinger. “You promise never to tell anyone about this?” “Your secret is safe with me. An upside down umbrella though! It’s very…unique!” “I’ll be right back! Don’t let it spill on the tiles please.” Not even risking touching the brolly Ellen stood tittering to herself as Daniel disappeared then reappeared soon after holding nothing but a set of keys. “I just need to somehow step over it. Help me please.” Taking Daniel’s hand Ellen supported him to take a huge step over the umbrella, still naked, as he then unlocked the front door. Hiding behind the door as best he could Daniel somehow carefully edged the brolly ever closer to the door then tipped it over the lip at a slight angle allowing all the urine to pour slowly out the front door and down the steps. It took over a minute before all of the liquid drained out of the umbrella before Daniel closed the door and re locked it again. “This’ll need a wash before I next use it. Not that I ever really use it though. It’s been standing there for years. I don’t even use my front door so I’ve no idea why it was even there.” “Are you sure it’s even yours?” “Shit! I hope no-one else wants it back now!” “I think it’s safe to say they’ve long forgotten about it if they did leave it. Good job it was there though eh!” “Absolutely. I feel like a new man now having finally had that piss. You’re a hard task master Ellen Hemmingdale but you know what? I absolutely love it babe. Best first date ever!” “It’s been a lovely evening Daniel. Thank you for taking me out.” “You’re very welcome. We should do it again sometime soon.” “Definitely!”
  17. Daniel makes his choice Seeing Ellen slip a hand under the table and watched her upper body wiggle and jiggle Daniel felt his whole body sweating. Not content with holding herself and squirming he stared at her in need and lust as she curved her hand around her mug then leant down to sip it like a dog and run her tongue all around the edge of the mug as if it was something else. Entranced by her every move, almost like he was being hypnotised by her, Daniel gripped at his erection in his suit trousers half expecting to feel pre cum oozing out. Suddenly feeling another very strong contraction from his aching bladder Daniel couldn’t help but squirm around as he twisted his body and squeezed at his penis urgently. “You know honey if your bladder needs a little more room to expand I would understand. You can always undo your suit trousers or even pull them down a bit if you’d like?” Undo his trousers? Daniel couldn’t think of anything more appealing at that moment, well other than getting to piss, as he instantly obeyed his master and undid his fly and suit trouser’s hook, pulling the waistband of his expensive grey suit trousers as wide as he dared. Feeling his bladder instantly expanding he fidgeted around grabbing at his boxers as he tried to contain the litres of piss swishing around inside his bladder. Panicking now that his mind might feel release was imminent with the removal of one layer of clothing already Daniel could only nod when Ellen asked if he felt a little better. With his teeth clenched as another urgent spasm overtook him Daniel was getting increasingly worried. “This is my best suit..” Looking up with begging eyes Daniel caught sight of Ellen’s grin as she teased him openly about the prospect of wetting himself in his suit trousers. Reminding her that he’d already done so before, and twice had his suit in the dry cleaners, he was relieved when she raised her eyebrows and granted him permission to take his trousers off. That turned out to be much trickier than expected as Daniel had to hold the table to keep his balance as he stepped out one foot and then the other, having to twist and jump around the entire time to prevent himself making a waterfall of piss everywhere. Determined to keep his trousers neat and clean he danced and squirmed around as he used both hands to fold the trousers and place them on top of the laptop bags on the table. Without the aid of the tight grip from his hand though he was in serious danger of wetting everywhere as he suddenly had to sit back down and squeeze himself very tightly through his boxers as he rested his head on the table panting. “Shit! I seriously need a piss NOW baby!” He could feel his body shaking, his dick trembling under his fingers even, as he listened to Ellen calmly suggesting he drank more coffee! Coffee! He didn’t even dare take so much as a sip of any more liquid until he’d released all he had in him already! Trying to get over how seriously things were now Daniel begged Ellen to excuse him explaining that he couldn’t possibly wait until either of them had finished their drinks. She had other ideas clearly though as she shrugged his need off like it was nothing and instead suggested she could somehow help him hold longer. Seeing her beckoning him over to her with her hands Daniel stod up grabbing himself through his underwear like his very life depended on it. Stepping out from behind the chair he shuffled in the direction of both Ellen and the downstairs toilet, which was tantalisingly close just through the living room, as he glanced through the archway towards where he knew relief was certain and then back at Ellen, who looking like she was masturbating her self right in front of him fully dressed. Drawn by her movements and her eyes he stepped closer to his girlfriend as she suddenly stood up and reached out to him grabbing him by the front of his shirt and pulling him to her. Not content with now having him right in front of her she carried on unbuttoning his shirt tantalising slowly button by button as he moaned under his breath and twisted his lower body in desperation. With his shirt finally fully undone she went a step further and pressed on his tender, aching, swollen bladder making him swear under his breath. “Fuck Ellen! Are you trying to make me piss myself?” Her grin and red cheeks made Daniel doubt her quiet apology as she promised to make it up to him as she ran her fingers down his chest towards his crotch clearly indicating what she really wanted. Before he could even attempt to run off to the bathroom she then pulled him even closer and licked his body down his chest, his waist and even into the top of his boxers making his dick swell and shake and his head go dizzy. Very horny now Daniel longed for nothing more than to fuck his sexy girlfriend but he knew he would never be able to ejaculate until he’d released at least some of the torrential pressure in his bladder. Begging Ellen to let him go piss, promising to immediately return and resume where they had left off, Daniel was almost crying with the pressure as Ellen yet again denied him. Temped to just race away he had to step back as Ellen stood up off her chair and hurriedly ripped off her leggings before sitting back down with her legs wide open and her hips arched upwards as she rubbed herself over her pants and looking right into his eyes. “I’ll make a deal Daniel. Either we can drink our tea and coffee first before we both use the toilet or you can fuck me first? Which do you choose?” Pulling his boxers down Daniel let them fall to his feet as he stepped between Ellen’s legs and immediately felt a long spurt of urine burst out his very hard dick. Hearing the moans coming from Ellen as he guessed some of the warm liquid would have spurted onto her knickers and legs he placed both his hands either side of Ellen’s hips as he grabbed at her knickers to pull them down when immediately he gasped. Ellen’s knickers were not even at her knees, her vagina all puffy and very open and her clitoris very obviously swollen and red, as a long spray of urine arched out from her urethra and ran down his own hips and legs. Pushing his body right in between Ellen’s chubby shaven legs he clasped at Ellen’s hands as he leaned down to whisper in her ear. “Are you desperate darling? You know I am too. I want you so badly though that I’ll hold it for you if you’ll hold it for me?” Feeling her whole body trembling Daniel pushed forwards between Ellen’s legs even further as he guided his hard on into the ready made hole even as it dribbled and leaked with warm sopping urine. It only served to lubricate things even further though, and turn him on greater as he gyrated back and forth inside Ellen as she moaned delightfully. “I…really…need…to…wee.” “Me too baby but this helps. Push against me. Squeeze me. I promise it will help.” Feeling Ellen’s body squeezing hard and pushing against him he adored the whimpers and moans coming from Ellen’s mouth even as he felt warm liquid oozing past his dick and dribbling down his testicles and inner legs. Just knowing that Ellen was beyond being desperate so badly that she was leaking wee even as they made love aroused him beyond anything as his jerking and throbbing increased in pace steadily and strongly until he felt a change in Ellen’s body and the leaking easing. Thrusting deeper and harder he felt Ellen shaking harder and throbbing against him as they orgasmed simultaneously with both their legs and crotches covered in warm urine. Slowly pulling out Daniel looked at the small puddle on his kitchen floor. It wasn’t nearly as much as he was anticipating as he rubbed his own very swollen bladder still and waited for his erection to ease. Noticing Ellen looking at him with her damp face and sweaty hair Daniel smiled back. “Did I make the right choice honey?” “Oh yes! Do you think my tea has cooled enough now? I’m gasping for a drink after all that.” Suddenly remembering his own coffee Daniel stepped round to where he’d left his mug as he pulled it up to his mouth and drank the full mug in one go. Putting the empty mug down he smiled at Ellen with his lips covered in coffee. “Slightly on the cool side but still drinkable.” Grinning as he watched Ellen drink her full mug in two large gulps he waited until she’d put the mug down before taking her hand. “So…would it be ok for me to go to the bathroom now?” Suddenly standing up Ellen let go of his hand as she pushed past him. “Only if I go first! I’m bursting!”
  18. Ellen takes control Not taking her eyes off Daniel even for a second Ellen watched as he turned back ready to pick up the hot mugs. Taking a few steps towards him she caught him just in time, rubbing his arm gently just as he hooked his fingers into the mugs. “You can wait until we’ve had our drinks can’t you?” It came out much more of a command than the request she planned but part of her really didn’t want to give Daniel an option anyway. She was way too invested now, far too aroused, to watch him toddle off to a bathroom without her. She thought she saw a slight grimace but when he lifted the mugs, took them to the dining table and promptly sat down she couldn’t help but smile. This was going exactly how she wanted and seeing Daniel covering his crotch with his hand only served to excite her even more. Sitting down opposite him she really struggled to get comfortable herself on the leather dining chair as she nonchalantly commented on the amount of mango lassi they both consumed with their meal. As Daniel quickly reminded her though it wasn’t just the lassi that they had both drank but a large glass of iced water each too. It was no wonder they were now both very desperate! But as much as she knew how much they both needed release she’d asked Daniel to wait so she would too. They were adults after all. They controlled their bladders not the other way around! Cupping her thick fingers around the hot mug Ellen felt the steam rising to her face as she lifted the mug to take a sip. It was as delicious as ever but still far too hot to drink. The problem was though that with the steam from the mug combined with the increased blood circulating around her body due to the pressure in her bladder and her sexually heightened state she was suddenly feeling very hot. Gazing at Daniel as he squirmed around in his seat Ellen felt more than ready to move things on. Casually commenting at how hot she was she cheekily asked permission to remove her top. Not even waiting for Daniel’s reply, guessing from his wide eyes and open mouth what he was going to say anyway, she seductively and sensually pulled her top slowly over her hips, waist, stomach and finally her curvaceous full breasts as she smiled at Daniel’s reaction. Strangely he no longer seemed preoccupied by his bladder as his eyes rested firmly on her bosom as she rested her large chest on the table letting her breasts spill out of her lace trimmed bra. Keen to return to their mutual need to pee, and ever aware how her boyfriend seemed to get highly aroused when she was bursting, Ellen looked right into Daniel’s eyes as she boldly and confidently spoke. “I really need a wee wee Daniel. I might need to hold myself to keep it in. Is that ok too?” Again already knowing his answer just from his facial expressions and body language Ellen winked at him as she wriggled on her seat, pressed a hand into her crotch and then used her other hand to reach her mug of tea. Guessing Daniel might be hard by now she continued to tease him by licking around the mug teasingly before noisily taking a sip. “You know honey if your bladder needs a little more room to expand I would understand. You can always undo your suit trousers or even pull them down a bit if you’d like?” Watching Daniel doing exactly as she suggested Ellen wished she could see under the table to see exactly where his hands were as she heard his fly unzip and watched as his upper body moved around jerkily. “Is that any better darling?” “Mmm. Yeah. It’s my best suit Ellen. I can’t…” “Awww. Are you frightened of having a wee accident baby?” “It wouldn’t be the first time! My dry cleaning bill is already escalating Ellen!” “Would you feel more comfortable if you took those lovely trousers of yours off then?” “If you don’t mind. I think that might be for the best.” Glad to see Daniel standing up so she could see more now Ellen gawped as her boyfriend squirmed around and fumbled right in front of her as he attempted to step out of his grey suit trousers. Still in his smart shirt Ellen couldn’t fancy him more if she tried as she watched Daniel neatly fold his trousers and lay them on top of their laptop bags. Clearly extremely hard now she noticed ht was gripping his dick tightly with his hand over his boxers as he sat down and immediately bend forward with his head on the table. “Shit! I seriously need a piss NOW baby!” Using the hand already between her legs Ellen rubbed herself and wriggled on her wrist as the actions and words of her very attractive boyfriend turned her on but equally reminded her how desperate she was to wee too. “Maybe your coffee is a bit cooler now? My tea is still roasting so I’ll need to wait a bit longer.” “Do we really have to wait until we’ve drank them? Can’t I just go now before I burst everywhere?” “You’re a big boy Daniel. Waiting a little won’t hurt you.” “Are you kidding? This is already hurting! My bladder is literally rock hard. I can’t think about anything else! I’m bursting!” “Well then you’d better drink your coffee up then hadn’t you?” “I’m not sure I can. I think I’m going to piss myself!” “Nonsense sweetie. Come here. I’m sure I can help you.” Wriggling faster and rubbing quicker Ellen blushed as Daniel stood up glancing at the archway to the living room and the direction of the downstairs loo before turning back to face her and walk around the table . Taking her free hand away from her mug she reached out to pull Daniel nearer. Standing up, having to squirm to keep her desperation at bay, Ellen grabbed Daniel by the shirt until he was right in front of her still gripping his penis tightly and now sweating hard. Starting at the neckline she slowly and sensually undid one button at a time on his shirt until it was completely open. Pressing on his now exposed swollen bladder she giggled a little as he doubled over and twisted his legs. “Fuck Ellen! Are you trying to make me piss myself?” “Maybe? Sorry honey. Does this make up for it?” Running her fingers down Daniel’s chest she then pulled him closer still as she licked from as far up as her mouth could reach right down to the waistline of his boxers. Gently pulling them down ever so slightly, which was a bit of a challenge given how tightly he was gripping his dick over them, she licked ever closer to his crotch and testicles as she adored the noises this elicited from her favourite man. “Was that better?” “Mmm. That was nice but please please may I go pee now? I don’t think I can wait any longer! We can continue this as soon as I get back. Promise!” Rubbing herself with her legs spread open in front of Daniel Ellen did her best puppy dog eyes and pouted mouth. “But that wouldn’t be the same if you did a wee now my love. Please please keep it in for me? Pretty please?” Hoping that might be enough to convince Daniel to wait she quickly stood up anyway and proceeded to pull her leggings down revealing her damp white knickers and her thick shaven legs. Quickly sitting back down Ellen opened her legs in plain view of Daniel as she resumed pressing her crotch with her hand and rubbing herself. “You’re not the only one dying to wee Daniel. You’ve no idea how badly I want to just relax and pee everywhere right this minute!” Leaning back on the dining chair and lifting her legs up so her crotch was facing Daniel’s penis Ellen moaned as she rubbed harder. “I’ll make a deal Daniel. Either we can drink our tea and coffee first before we both use the toilet or you can fuck me first? Which do you choose?”
  19. Things get interesting… Finished their sweets at last Daniel nodded to a waiter, paid the meal plus a tip, then guided Ellen by the hand back to the car. Desperate to make an impression on Ellen, even though they’d been together nearly two weeks already, he pulled open the car door for her and even went to put her belt on, his body reacting pleasantly to being so close to Ellen’s and brushing against her large breasts. Unable to resist giving her a kiss on the cheek he smiled to himself walking around the car to the driver’s side thinking of what might lay ahead back at his. Driving back home via a mixture of town roads, motorway and quiet suburban streets he found himself more than a little uncomfortable in the car seat as he realised that he really needed home to piss. Not wanting to spoil or interrupt what was turning out to be a wonderful first date he tried ignoring it, concentrating instead on taking the right exits and turns to get home as quickly as possible. What he knew was no more than 10 minutes actually felt five times as long as he finally pulled down the side of his house towards the garage at the back. Getting out to unlock the garage the cold October wind caught him off guard a bit as he pushed his thighs tightly together as he unlocked the garage door. Pulling it open he rushed back into the warm car to ease the car carefully into the garage, having to really concentrate as the pressure in his bladder pushed on his muscles hard. Walking around to open Ellen’s door Daniel reached a hand down to help her out as he moved from foot to foot eager to get inside to the bathroom. The wind was blowing through the open doors now only serving to increase his urge as he closed Ellen’s passenger door hoping she couldn’t see how fidgety his movements now were. Pulling Ellen quickly towards the back door he unlocked it as they scurried inside out the cold. Remembering how they’d chatted about having tea and coffee together to end the evening he took Ellen’s coat and hung it in the cupboard with his own then went straight over to the kettle to fill it up and turn it on. Having to concentrate hard to hold his bladder with the sound of the running water Daniel was taking the few steps to put the kettle on its stand to turn it on when he suddenly remembered that he’d left their laptops still in the car! Anxious about leaving them overnight in the car he turned to Ellen to tell her where he was going then ran out the back down towards the garage. Alone in the dark he couldn’t help but pinch himself as the wind cut through him and the cold made him shiver. Without his coat on it seemed suddenly even colder than a few minutes earlier as he unlocked and pulled one door open just enough to get inside. Clicking to unlock the car he bounced around squirming as he pulled the laptop bags out the boot, having to put them both down on the floor very suddenly as a wave of desperation hit and he had to bend over and grab himself to prevent an accident. With his need under control again, only just, Daniel locked the car and the garage and raced back into the house. Seeing Ellen at the fridge he forgot his desperate need for a second as he felt awful that Ellen had felt obligated to make her own tea. Commenting at how cold it was outside he placed the bags on the dining table and went straight over to Ellen, loving feeling her warm chubby hand against his as he took the milk off her and jiggled over towards the mugs. Very aware that he couldn’t even stand still at all he swallowed his embarrassment and commented, facing the mugs rather than Ellen herself, that he really needed to go to the loo. Aware that Ellen was watching his every move he felt the kettle to check it had boiled then picked it up off the stand and preceded to pour water into both mugs. Despite the action only really taking seconds the sight of the water pouring combined with the soft splash as it filled the mugs was almost too much for Daniel as he turned to face Ellen with one hand over his crotch. “I don’t advocate pouring out water when you’re bursting to pee by the way. This really isn’t helping matters one bit!” Looking at Ellen’s face and seeing her eyes shining widely, her cheeks flushed and her mouth open Daniel realised quickly just how exciting she was now finding his situation. Aware that his need was evidently turning her on he decided to hold on a few minutes more as he turned back to pick up the mugs and place them on the dining table. Looking directly at Ellen as she walked towards him he shivered at her touch as she stroked his arm gently but sweetly. “You can wait until we’ve had our drinks can’t you?” Daniel nodded, hypnotised by Ellen’s voice and simple request, as he convinced himself that he could surely wait just a little bit longer. Not taking his eyes off Ellen even for a minute he stood frozen to the spot as she came even closer to him, close enough to kiss him but instead leaning up to whisper in his ear. “What if I told you I am bursting too? It’s only a mug of coffee, it’s not like you need to wait long?” Keen to be obedient, and extremely aroused by Ellen’s confession, Daniel stumbled to one of the dining chairs and sat down covering his crotch with his hand. Seeing Ellen sitting opposite him he gazed at her intently longing to take things a step or two further as she wriggled her fuller figure on the seat seductively. “That was such a lot of mango lassi we drank wasn’t it?” “Plus a glass of water each too.” “Oh yes. That too. We can wait though. We’re adults after all.” Daniel nodded. He had to agree he was an adult but surely even adults had their limits? He couldn’t possibly put his suit back into the dry cleaner again! Not for a third time in as many weeks! “You really do make the most amazing tea. I need to leave it a bit to cool though. You don’t mind do you?” Taking a sip of his own coffee Daniel changed position to try and get comfortable as his bladder pushed even more for release. Even his own drink was far too hot to consume yet but he hoped it would be very soon. Just the thought of adding more liquid to his already bulging swollen bladder was scary though as he squirmed around unable to sit still for any length of time at all. “It’s quite warm in here isn’t it? You don’t mind if I take my top off do you?” Gulping Daniel struggled to form words. “You…you get yourself comfortable honey. However you want.” Watching avidly as Ellen pulled her top off over her head slowly Daniel’s eyes almost popped out his head as he sat faced with Ellen’s large breasts right in front of him encased in a white cotton underwired bra with lace trimming cut so low that Ellen’s breasts were spilling out in the middle as she leaned forward on the table being careful to avoid the drinks. “I really need a wee wee Daniel. I might need to hold myself to keep it in. Is that ok too?” Gripping his own hard penis tightly Daniel bounced his leg nervously. “You do whatever you need to Ellen. I don’t mind at all.”
  20. Heading back to Daniel’s after the date Looking at the piping hot food as the waiter brought it to their table Ellen realised just how hungry she really was. The smell was appetising and the presentation beautiful, but most of all she couldn’t wait to taste it as the plate was put in front of her and the waiter left. Picking up her cutlery ready to start she looked over at Daniel who had his eyes closed and his lips moving. Worried she was doing something wrong Ellen looked at him curiously. Satisfied that it was only another Muslim ritual she began eating hungrily as they chatted easily about everything from faith to their schooling, from their career aspirations to the differences in Scottish culture from one area to another. Finally finished their main course Ellen was delighted when Daniel suggested they have a sweet too. Looking on the menu though it may as well have been in a foreign language for all Ellen understood it as she attempted, very badly, to pronounce the Afghan specialities. Seeing Daniel laughing at her attempts she felt such a rush of lust for him as his whole face lit up and his eyes sparkled. Happy to go with his recommendation of a kulfi stick Ellen was curious what it might look like. When it arrived, wrapped in paper like a child’s ice lolly, Ellen unwrapped hers excitedly as the smooth milky coloured ice cream like pudding slid out easily. It reminded her of the milk ice lollies she’d loved as a young girl, though it tasted thicker, and colder, than she was expecting. Taking a lick of the sweet frozen treat she couldn’t help but notice Daniel’s wide eyes as the significance of her physical actions of licking a long thin cylinder like object clearly seemed to radiate with him. So when he asked, casually yet sexually at the same time, if she was enjoying it she couldn’t help but choose her words carefully to ensure a very intended double entendre. Knowing Daniel was clearly understanding everything on every level she licked and sucked at her sweet enticingly, locking eyes with Daniel and raising her eyebrows suggestively. While watching Daniel sucking his clearly didn’t hold quite the same significance feeling his foot running up the bottom of her leg and seeing the glint in his eye definitely made her giddy with desire as she slid her kulfi stick in and out her mouth effortlessly. By the time they were finished neither of them had any doubt about how they wanted to enjoy the rest of their evening as Ellen watched Daniel call the waiter over to pay the bill before taking her by the hand to stand up before acting the true gentleman and helping her put her jacket on. Taking her by the hand he passed a tip to the waiter before guiding her past tables back out onto bridge street. Cold from the sudden evening air Ellen pulled her jacket around her shoulders with her free hand as they walked the short distance to where Daniel had parked his car. Getting in the passenger seat Ellen reached for her belt but Daniel already had it in his hand as he dutifully leant over her larger body and breasts to click it in. Passing past her again Ellen blushed as he paused to kiss her cheek rather romantically. Finally getting in himself Ellen reached over to touch his hand on the gear stick as she smiled over to him. “That was delicious. Thank you!” “Thank you for coming! So what did you think of the mango lassi?” “It was sweeter than I expected but very pleasant. Do you ever make it yourself?” “I’ve thought about it but to be honest I tend to leave everything like that to my mum. I’ve been won over by coffee I think to be honest with you.” “I’m much more of a tea lover personally. I love the smell of coffee but not so much the taste.” “Good job I’ve plenty tea bags then isn’t it. How about we end the date back at mine with some tea and coffee to finish off?” Nodding a little more enthusiastically than she meant to Ellen smiled over at Daniel as he started the car and indicated back onto Bridge street. Assuming he knew the way back to his house she sat quietly looking out the window for the ten minutes or so it took to get back to Hillington Gardens. Pulling down the side of Daniel’s immaculate 1950’a semi Ellen thought back to her own small maisonette in Govan, missing it a little but comforted by the fact she actually had somewhere comfortable to live for now until everything was sorted. Staying in the car while Daniel got out to open the garage and drive the car inside she felt the cold air hit her once again as she shivered a little and realised she needed a wee. Climbing out into the cold but dry garage she noticed Daniel looking rather antsy himself as she wondered if the mango lassi had worked its way to his bladder too. Heading inside via the back door as always Ellen was glad of the warmth and comfort of Daniel’s now familiar kitchen. Letting Daniel slide her coat off her she stood waiting as he hung it up as she watched him immediately go to fill the kettle up and switch it on. Hearing the tap running her mind returned quickly to her need to pee as she bit her lip nervously thinking of excusing herself but not wanting to be rude. “I’ve just remembered I left the laptops in the my car. I’ll just be a minute. Feel free to sit down.” About to ask if she could perhaps use the loo first Ellen wasn’t quite quick enough as Daniel opened the back door again letting a blast of cold air in as he raced towards the garage to get his laptop. Shifting around a bit sitting at the dining room table to try and get comfortable Ellen heard the kettle click and decided she’d be better off starting to make the tea and coffee. Opening cupboards to find two mugs she quickly found the coffee and tea canisters and put a tea bag and some instant coffee in the mugs. Looking for the fridge, which wasn’t easy with everything integrated, she was jiggling around a bit getting the milk when Daniel raced in carrying both laptop bags. “My word it’s chilly tonight. That wind is cutting isn’t it. Oh I didn’t mean to leave you to make those. Hold on and I’ll do it for you.” Struggling to stand still, with the draft having went right through her and increased her need to wee a lot, Ellen turned to face Daniel as he placed the laptop bags on the table and rushed over to her. Feeling his cold hand on hers she squeezed her muscles hard as he took the milk from her and closed the fridge. “I was going to go to the loo really quickly but I’ll just make these first. Between the mango lassi and iced water and that cold wind I can’t believe how badly I need to go.” Immediately feeling a spark of adrenaline and a huge amount of desire Ellen stared at Daniel openly as he twisted and fidgeted around pouring boiling water into the mugs. Standing crossed legged herself, but way too involved now in Daniel’s squirming to leave, she felt blood instantly rushing to certain parts of her body as Daniel turned around and winked at her suggestively. “I don’t advocate pouring out water when you’re bursting to pee by the way. This really isn’t helping matters one bit!”
  21. Daniel very much enjoys his date with Ellen Crossing back over the river Clyde on Bridge street, one of the many one way streets in the city centre, Daniel pulled into a side street and parked up. While the restaurant was busy and well placed, especially for the nearby mosque, it really did lack parking, something Daniel had thought every time he’d visited. Going around the car to open Ellen’s door for her he reached out to help her out before turning to lock the car. Taking hold of her hand firmly he walked the short distance to the Afghan restaurant pulling the door open for his beautiful girlfriend to go in first. Their table was waiting for them and Daniel happily let the attentive waiter take their coats and pull out their seats. While he couldn’t quite place the gentleman’s name he definitely recognised him from his years at the mosque as Daniel smiled at him warmly to thank him for his service. Looking across at Ellen she seemed so happy, though possibly a little overwhelmed at the occasion he thought, as she picked up the menu looking a little confused. It seemed strange having to explain what mango lassi was but Daniel was patient and kind as he suggested having one of the restaurants signature dishes to eat which Ellen readily agreed on. Ordering a jug of mango lassi, two glasses of iced water and two lamb dishes with rice Daniel felt things were really going well as Ellen chatted away about one of the many foster families she’d lived with and he shared a little about no longer attending mosque. Pouring out a glass each of the delicious mango lassi they sipped at their drinks until Ellen picked up the menu again. Hearing her comment about the lack of prices Daniel gently took the menu from her smiling. Cost was not even a consideration for him tonight, not when he was with such a gorgeous sexy lady. Moving his hand on top of Ellen’s he stroked the back of her hand soothingly as he complimented her easily, gazing into her hypnotic radiant eyes. From there the conversation became rather more flirtatious with Ellen talking about his suit going to the dry cleaners so often and him hinting about accidents, the kind that they both clearly understood even if everyone around them was obvious. As expected the food arrived promptly as the smell immediately made Daniel hungry. Thanking the waiter he paused out of habit and tradition as he closed his eyes and quietly said the dua before starting. “Bismillah Wa'ala Barakatillah” Opening his eyes to see Ellen looking at him awkwardly Daniel shyly took her hand again on the table. “It’s just what I’ve always been brought up to say before eating. We’re meant to mention Allan before we eat. A bit like grace I guess.” “Should I say it too?” “No. No. It’s ok, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. I suppose I just do it automatically now without thinking.” “Your mum would be proud of you. Maybe you haven’t deserted your faith as much as you think you have.” “Maybe. Though she wouldn’t approve of me dating someone who isn’t a Muslim, or at least a woman of the book.” Letting Ellen’s hand go so they could both eat Daniel was well aware of Ellen smiling at him even as she ate. “So are you only meant to date Muslim woman then?” “Kind of. That’s what my mum would prefer anyway Her and dad tried matching me up with one or two Muslim women before dad passed on. It never happened though as I wasn’t happy about it at all. So what do you think of the lamb chasni?” Delighted to hear Ellen was enjoying her food Daniel kept their glasses of mango nissi topped up as they chatted freely and easily about their upbringings, cultures, careers and different educational experiences whilst eating their meal. With their plates now empty Daniel looked around for the waiter who was there in less than a minute. Offering them a sweet Daniel watched as Ellen once again lifted the menu to check. Smiling at her knowing she’d likely not know what any of the options were it was hard for Daniel not to laugh as Ellen attempted to pronounce the Afghan names. Letting her struggle for a moment he winked at her smiling. “The most popular is a simple kulfi stick. It’s a bit like ice cream I guess but thicker. I think you’d like that.” Seeing Ellen nod Daniel ordered two kulfi sticks before taking a long sip of his water. Noticing they had drunk almost a full jug of mango nissi between them he could feel his excitement rising. “Your pronunciation of those sweets was so funny. Have you really never heard of kulfi before?” “Not until tonight. I’m certainly learning a lot from you tonight Daniel. There’s definitely more to you than people think.” Smirking at Ellen, loving the undertone and flirting between them, Daniel smiled at Ellen looking deeply into her eyes. “There’s plenty more to explore of me yet Ellen. I’m enjoying getting to know you more too. There’s a lot about you I’d still like to know but I’m in no hurry. No hurry at all.” Surprised to see their deserts brought to them already Daniel looked down at the wrapped lolly like frozen deserts trying not to laugh. It seemed suddenly so child like, so immature, to finish off a date with what was essentially an iced lolly on a stick. Watching as Ellen unwrapped her cylinder lolly and took a long lick of the frozen treat he felt his pulse racing and his face burning at the innuendo of what Ellen was doing right in front of him. Thankful to be able to hide his growing erection under the table he could tell by Ellen’s mannerisms and eyes that she was thinking exactly the same as he was. Slowly unwrapping his own kulfi on a stick he looked up again at Ellen. “Are you enjoying it?” “Mmmm. Very much so. It’s like it was made for my mouth. It’s sliding down so easily and it’s so slippery and juicy. I could lick it all night long!” Feeling his dick trembling under the table Daniel licked his own cold desert in the hope it might cool him down. He needed to be alone with Ellen more than ever before. His current thoughts towards her were neither fitting for a Muslim nor appropriate for being in public but the more Ellen slid her kulfi in and out her mouth the more he longed to fuck her. He’d never wanted ti finish a dare so much ever, and not because he wasn’t enjoying Ellen’s company, the absolute opposite in fact.
  22. The start of the date Deciding to finish one last thing on her laptop Ellen looked up to see Daniel standing waiting for her. Smiling up at him she asked what the arrangements were and if they were going back to his first or straight to dinner. Pleased to hear Daniel intended to go straight to the restaurant Ellen began packing her things away as Daniel waited. Sliding her laptop into her bag Ellen saw Daniel’s dark hand reaching out to her as she reached out to take it and stand up. It was so sweet, so romantic even, that he was asking permission to take her out even though she’d already agreed. Letting him freely hold her hand she felt giddy with excitement and anticipation as they walked together through the cruise ship towards the reception area. Signing out she noticed Daniel’s hand once again reached out as they resumed holding hands all the way out of the ship and down the gantry into the car park. It was then that Ellen suddenly thought about her car as they stood next to Daniel’s car together ready to leave. She’d left it overnight in the car park before when she’d stayed over on the ship but somehow the idea of leaving it there when she wasn’t nearby made her anxious. Daniel, as always, seemed to understand as he agreed that they’d come back for it after dinner which made Ellen feel much happier. Climbing into Daniel’s pristine Audi brought back so many memories of their trip to Dundee the week before, lovely sexy memories of their first kiss, undressing out of wet clothes and Ellen’s favourite one of all, seeing Daniel very desperate to wee as he struggled to drive back to Glasgow. Helped by the gentle love songs now playing on the radio Ellen felt so special and wanted as they drove along the riverside past so many familiar places she knew so well. Curious where they were going they laughed together easily as Daniel said it wasn’t far and Ellen joked back at how Daniel had said the same about going to Dundee just the week before. It was so lovely to feel so relaxed in Daniel’s presence now despite everything. Ellen sensed such a closeness between them, a special bond that she really hoped would never get broken. She didn’t want to admit it but her fondness for the man beside her was growing by the day, hour even, as she cherished every moment alone with him so much. Heading towards the city centre Ellen started to think of all the restaurants she knew on Argyle Street or Sauchiehall Street or even Buchanan street, but instead Daniel turned to go back over the river on Bridge Street before pulling into a side street to park. Wondering where on earth Daniel was taking her she waited in the car as he came round to her door and helped her out, acting like the true gentleman she’d always known him to be. Walking hand in hand again along the busy one way three-laned road Daniel paused outside a lovely Peshawari restaurant called Namak Mandi pushing the door open and holding it for Ellen to go through. Inside Ellen was immediately impressed at the beautiful interior, the plush looking seating and what appeared to be an expensive menu. Letting Daniel talk to the waiter they were lead to a lovely window seat where the waiter kindly took their coats and hung them behind their chairs. It was such a far cry from the rare take away Ellen was used to, or the even rarer McDonald’s, but eager to enjoy every moment Ellen sat down smiling at Daniel who was already looking at the menu. “I hope you don’t mind that it’s all Halal here? I know the owner from mosque. The food is absolutely amazing.” “It’s beautiful. It’s not the sort of place I’m used to but if the food is as good as the decor and the service so far then I can’t wait.” Picking up the menu to look at the drinks Ellen looked back at Daniel hoping he might clarify what the strange names meant. He seemed to be able to read her mind, thankfully, as he smiled openly and started telling her what mango lassi and sweet or salty lassi were. Intrigued and curious Ellen nodded as Daniel suggested a jug of mango lassi to share plus a glass of water each incase Ellen preferred that. The waiter, who hadn’t left yet, diligently took their order and nodded at Daniel before heading away. “The main mosque is just minutes from here. It’s a very popular place for us to come to. I haven’t been in such a long time though but they still know who I am.” Glancing down the menu Ellen was very interested in all that Daniel was saying as he rarely shared much about his family or faith even to her. “Do you still go to mosque or not at all anymore?” “Not really. Maybe on an odd occasion but I haven’t been much since dad passed. I lost my way for a long time and now I am not sure if I want it to be such a part of my life anymore. I still believe, in a way I think I always will, but I’m not active, not practicing now. I don’t pray like I once did or celebrate all the occasions or anything, but I’m very conscious that my mum does and I wouldn’t dishonour or disrespect that at all. Does that make sense?” “It makes perfect sense. One of the foster families I lived with was Catholic. The mum had this set of beads that she used to use to pray and she would tell me about all these Saints and things. She took me to chapel several times but I felt uncomfortable not knowing when to stand or sit or what to say when so I used to say I was sick or something just to stay home. She was sure her daughter believed it all too. She’d make her say grace and recite blessings and stuff but away from her mum the girl was so confused by it all and couldn’t wait to stop going. I’m sure she thought I was a bad influence on her daughter as within a year I was moved on.” “Mum thinks I still practice. She thinks I go to mosque so I just don’t mention it. I’d hate to upset her. I am highly recommend the lamb charsi by the way. It’s so tender and fresh and goes wonderfully with kabuli pilau rice. I’m sure you’ll love it.” Happy to go with Daniel’s recommendation Ellen nodded. “That sounds delicious. I think I’ll have that.” Looking over to see the waiter return with two tall empty glasses, two medium glasses of iced water and a huge jug of mango lassi Ellen left Daniel to order the food as the waiter left again leaving them alone. “Allow me to pour you some of this out. It’s so refreshing. I hope you like it.” Sipping at the cold sweet juice Ellen licked her lips in delight. “Wow. I wasn’t expecting that. It’s lovely.” “It’s so nice isn’t it! The food is usually pretty quick here. They’re very family friendly.” “It seems it. It all smells so delicious too. I didn’t even know this place existed until just now.” “It’s a real gem. At first it was predominantly Muslims coming in but as word has spread it’s much more mixed now with loads of Scottish people coming regularly. They’re even on Just Eat too. It’s so much nicer eating in through than takeaway.” Looking at the menu again Ellen looked up at Daniel a little concerned. “They don’t make the prices very clear though do they?” “Don’t you worry about that Ellen. This is my treat ok.” “Thank you.” “You’re welcome. You know you look absolutely beautiful tonight. So happy and rosy cheeked and…kissable.” Blushing Ellen looked Daniel right in the eye. “Well you look very handsome too Mr. Omari. I’ve always fancied you in that suit you know. It shows off your gorgeous skin tone so well. Not easy to keep clean though I’d imagine.” Putting the menu down again Ellen felt Daniel’s hand on hers as he stroked the top of her hand gently with his fingers. “I’ve had it in the dry cleaners a few times recently for that very reason. They do a great job of making it look and feel brand new again. Hopefully I can go a bit longer this time without having to get it cleaned again.” “Mmm. Yes we wouldn’t want any accidents to happen tonight that’s for sure.” Daniel whispered, muttered even, under his breath, though Ellen heard every word. “That depends. Some accidents can be rather enjoyable and worthwhile I think.”
  23. Leaving for a date with Ellen Walking past Ellen as she held the toilet door open Daniel couldn’t help but thank her as he whispered into her ear seductively that he’d pay her back later for all her assistance. Seeing her blush a little he couldn’t wait to share both dinner with her, and even more so, a bed with her later. Walking towards the main lift at the end of the corridor he could hear Ellen behind him even though he couldn’t see her. Pressing to call the lift he turned to see Ellen beside him as he smiled down at her amazed to see her hold out her hand towards his. Feeling deeply touched at this he intertwined his fingers in Ellen’s, longing to pull her closer but eager to respect her personal space too. Walking into the lift together he felt honoured and proud to stand beside such a beautiful wonderful person like Ellen, a lady he’d come to respect and love more than he ever thought possible. As the doors opened onto the ground floor bustling with people it felt like their bubble immediately burst though as Ellen suddenly let go of his hand as he noticed several police officers standing at reception looking formal and stern. Preferring to avoid them if possible he walked behind them through the gathering crowd of children, parents and refugees towards the canteen and across to where he was working. Settling at his laptop next to Celine he logged in glancing often over to reception anxious to see what the police did next. Seeing Ellen talking to them he couldn’t help but wonder if it was in any way related to the house fire as he multitasked reading emails whilst constantly watching what was going on. Glad to look up again and see Ellen walking towards them at last Daniel realised that Celine had obviously been thinking the exact same as him as she questioned Ellen on why the police where there, asking her outright if it was about the fire. Looking up from his laptop wide eyed Daniel felt shocked to hear that in fact they were there about a resident who apparently had committed a crime. What shocked him the most though was how both Celine and Ellen referred to the resident as ‘missing.’ Questioning this immediately Daniel listened as Celine commented casually about Stepan Guru, a name he’d heard but wasn’t overly familiar with. Ellen, like she did everyone on the ship, of course knew him well, even telling them both how he had some sort of injury or infection requiring regular dressings by the nurse. Not at all happy at how this sounded all Daniel could think of was that this was the second refugee in a matter of hours who now might not be moving. Telling the ladies about the developments that morning with Miss Kovalenko he loved how genuinely pleased Ellen seemed at how he’d handled her case, though she seemed awfully distracted constantly looking over at reception before spotting someone and disappearing again. Leaving her to get on Daniel returned to his huge backlog of work from earlier, replying to emails, making phone calls and updating files. Hearing the familiar sound of Celine beside him doing the same he couldn’t help but think of Ellen wondering where she was and hoping she was ok. Time seemed to pass quickly as he looked over the top of his laptop yet again to see the police had now left and the canteen filling up with people starting to arrive for tea. Determined to get more work completed so he could switch off and enjoy his evening with Ellen he worked on steadily until he finally heard footsteps approaching the desk. Looking up to see Ellen walking smartly towards him holding a mug in her hands he smiled up at her, though she looked focussed and determined as usual. Leaving her to her workload the next thing he heard was her asking what seemed a random question but clearly had meaning to her. With myriads of information swirling around his head about flat numbers, meetings, deadlines and budgets he had no idea what schools were near the tower in Dundee, not without checking back to files he had stored somewhere on his laptop. Fortunately Ellen seemed to find it all out herself quickly enough as he read through what he was working on again to check for any errors before attaching it to yet another email. If he could just get a few more urgent things dealt with in the next twenty minutes before leaving he’d be a happy man! Hanging up after his last call Daniel turned to see Celine had already left her desk as he stood up to take his coffee cup over to the empty trolley area before returning to close down his laptop. Tidying up his desk he looked over to Ellen who appeared to be still typing as she smiled up at him brightly. “I’m nearly done. Are we going back to yours first or going straight there?” “I was thinking of going straight to dinner if that’s ok? Gives us more time to enjoy it don’t you think?” “That works for me. Lunch feels like days ago!” Waiting patiently while Ellen finished what she was doing then packed her belongings away Daniel reached out his hand cautiously as Ellen giggled a little then took his hand before moving to stand beside him. “May I take you for dinner Ellen?” “You may indeed Daniel.” With his fingers wrapped around Ellen’s again they walked towards reception, letting go of each other only to sign out, before eagerly grasping hands again to walk down the gangway together. Walking towards Daniel’s Audi Ellen paused as Daniel pressed to unlock the doors. “What about my car? Should I just leave it here?” “It’ll be safe here won’t it? They have cameras up and you’ll be back tomorrow for it.” “Probably not until lunch time though. I’ve got that interview remember?” “We can cone get it after dinner if you’d prefer then?” “If you don’t mind?” “Of course not.” Opening the front passenger door for Ellen Daniel look her laptop bag from her as she sat in the car before handing it back down to her. Closing the door he walked round to the driver’s door keen to get in out the chilly weather. “So where are you taking me to then?” “It’s a surprise. Don’t worry though it’s not far away.” “Thus says the man who swears Dundee isn’t far away! Tell me it is in Glasgow at least?” Laughing at the feistiness from Ellen that he’d always loved so much about her Daniel couldn’t help but laugh. “Yes it’s in Glasgow. Just on the edge of the city centre to be precise. You ready to go?” Seeing Ellen nodding Daniel started the car and drove out the car park towards the Clyde Tunnel, very familiar with where he was going and excited to get time with Ellen alone. Sitting at the traffic lights he turned the radio on quietly for some background noise, pressing buttons until he found some soft ballad music just right for the occasion. Turning to drive along the river past the Riverside Museum and the exhibition centre towards the city centre Daniel couldn’t help but feel excited about the rest of his evening with Ellen.
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