They both come back

Sophie sat there awkwardly, looking at the steaming cup of tea resting on the pillow in front of her, her mind still focused on how naked she was underneath the pillow.

It felt like forever, but was likely only a few minutes, when the door opened again and Fred came back into the room, a woman in her eighties leaning heavily on his arm. "Sophie, this is my Mother," he told her with a smile, slowly leading the older woman towards Sophie.

"It's nice to meet you," Sophie said slowly. She was fairly certain that politeness meant that she should stand, but her nudity kept her locked to her seat.

"Esme," the older woman said with a smile as she tottered towards Sophie's chair, leaning in and planting a kiss on Sophie's cheek, her hands resting heavily on Sophie's shoulders.

A little shocked, Sophie returned the gesture, helping to hold Esme upright with one hand, while the other kept a firm grip on her cup of tea and more importantly the pillow.

"Oh, sorry," Fred said suddenly, "I forgot to mention, mum's blind, she tends to be a bit more tactile because of it."

"Oh, um, that's fine," Sophie replied again a little awkwardly.