Cecilia Ryan

“A visible shiver ran through Arthur. "Can you imagine letting him touch you? Be like kissing a snake that'd been dipped in snot.""Oh, now there's a mental image." Eric wrinkled his nose. "You have such a talent for description.”

“You flatter me, my dear girl." He demurred playfully with a small bow. Rose always cheered him up."You've got a nice bum." She shrugged with a bright, cheerful grin. Seeing her happy was always a pleasure."That opinion seems to run in your family. Your father said the same to me on numerous occasions. Sadly, he followed it up with 'but it's in the way of the television'." Eric smiled wryly”