I forgot to lock the bathroom this morning and Steve barged straight in, it was really embarrassing, luckily I had a towel round me, but Steve was just fiddling in his pyjama fly as he was going to the toilet. He stood stock still in shock and went really red. Then he managed to say sorry and I said it was OK. Then he went out and I locked the door. When I went down to the kitchen he and Mum were talking in low voices and looked startled when I came in so I knew they must have been discussing me. I said, “Steve, if you’re worried about walking in then don’t, it was my fault, I should have locked the door.†He looked really relieved and so did Mum, I went away before I could get drawn into a conversation, but it has been bothering me. It must be difficult for Steve, we aren’t his children and since according to the news there’s a perve round every corner he has to be really careful. But it’s a shame because it puts a big distance between us. Not that I want to hug him or anything like that, but it makes him wary of doing anything that could be misinterpreted. When I told Imogen and she said “Are you sure he did it by accident?†I couldn’t believe it; even she has a jaded mind.