Amelia and Nancy were in the kitchen but Andy, who was told to sit and wait at the table, was nowhere to be seen. A door next to the pantry stood ajar; both women went into a small hallway that led to a room in Robert’s club. Andy was happily perched on the knee of a busty blonde.
“Andy, we told you to wait in the kitchen,” Amelia reprimanded.
“It’s my fault, Miss.” The young woman replied, her cockney accent thick. “He saw me coming through the door and followed me in.”
Andy smiled and laid his head on the woman’s chest. “I found a secret tunnel.” He cried. Andy was enjoying a sweet while a couple of the other girls tickled him under the chin. The girls fussed over how handsome Andy was and the little boy smiled at all the attention.
“Well, we shouldn’t have a problem keeping Andy out
