“I wouldn’t want you to have an accident on the bus,” Hannah said, and Ben turned red as he remembered his accident on the way to London. He knew it could easily happen again on the way back. “No-one will notice, only me. I know, meet me here at seven o’ clock tomorrow morning, bring a clean nappy and I’ll help you into it.” Hannah squeezed the front of Ben’s nappy again, “Now be a good little boy and go back to bed, I just need ten minutes in here on my own.” Hannah winked, and shocked Ben went back to bed. It didn’t take him long to fall asleep.
When Ben woke up he had butterflies in his stomach, he reached for his phone to look at the time. 6:53. He had only just woken in time to meet Hannah.
