I was asleep before glen came out the shower so couldn't confront him over the whiskey the next day he was off doing interviews all day I was looking after Callum and Luke I took them out for lunch and got a new game for them to play we then had tea together we went back to the rooms glen was laid on the bed sleeping I put my things away and went for a bath I'd been soaking for a while when glen came in "hey how long you been back" he asked "about half an hour what about you" "about 2 I was exhausted" he stripped off and motioned for me to move so he could get in "how are Callum and Luke" he asked "ok all fed and watered and had a new game bought so we won't hear a peep out of them" "thanks for looking after him" "it's ok he's no trouble" I told him glen moved his hands from my tummy up to my boobs cupping them and playing with them he let a hand move down further making me gasp at his touch he carried on and I let out a moan "shhh be quiet or I will have to stop" "don't you fucking dare" I told him he carried on pleasing me with his fingers I did as I was told and tried to stay quiet but I failed miserably I turned to kiss him his breath smelt of alcohol I wanted to ask him about it but was too distracted by his hands we got out the bath stumbling to the bedroom falling on the bed all thoughts were forgotten of the alcohol on his breath the tour seemed to go quickly and before I knew it the tour was over it had been the best 3 months of my life Callum and Luke were best mates and didn't want to be separated me and glen were going to carry on seeing each other when we could we'd settled back into normal life glen seemed distant at times like he wasn't interested or his mind was else where I'd visited him a couple of times he looked tired and worn out he tried to dismiss it as been busy but I could smell the alcohol on him one night it all came to a head when we'd spent the afternoon in bed and I'd fallen asleep afterwards and I'd made my way downstairs he was sat at the breakfast bar drinking whiskey I'd asked him what he was doing to which he replied what did it look like and we'd had a blazing row horrible hurtful words were exchanged and I'd tried to pour his whiskey away to which he tried to trash the kitchen forcing me to get my stuff and go flying back home away from him
