“Well, this is my confession.” Katie held up a plastic box with half an aerial sticking out of the top and wires poking out of the bottom.

“This is what happens when you let your 11 year son experiment,” she shook her head as she held it up.

“My dad worked for a telecoms company back in the 80’s and this is actually one of the first mobile phones.”

David shuffled in his chair. No matter how many times he did this, sitting down having drugs pumped into him was the worst. But what was the alternative?

“Josh took it apart and now I have to tell Jake he’s got nothing to take to school tomorrow for his show and tell.” Katie threw the broken phone into her lap.

“My little confession is about the time I lived on a farm.” David and Katie looked at Margaret.

“Behind my father’s back one day I sneaked off to the barn with a local boy. I won’t go into details, but hours later, there were shouts and screams from the pig pen,” Margaret exclaimed.

“My mum and dad ran out and after a minute or so, I decided to follow them. They were both trying to hold down one of the pigs who was choking. Dad screamed at me to help by holding his hind legs. Dad managed to open his mouth and after hearing the most horrible squealing and snorting, something shot out of its mouth.”

“A condom?!” Katie giggled.

David shook his head. These women were annoying on times, but they were also his closest friends right now and the only people who understood what he was going through.

Margaret flushed red and turned to David who looked at her questioningly.

“Okay. I know you women won’t leave me alone until I say something,” he said grumpily.

He sat for a moment and Margaret and Katie waited for something interesting. David looked up at the ceiling and then around the room. The walls had been painted with a cheery yellow and colourful pictures placed around the room in an attempt at brightening up the bleak treatment room.

“There’s one thing I really, really want right now,” David closed his eyes. He was obviously thinking of something juicy.

“I confess that I want a really, really gooey, fancy dessert,” David opened his eyes and looked at both ladies.

“What?” Katie was disappointed.

Margaret paused and gave it some thought.

“Ooh, yeah. A crispy, crunchy, sugary top … and then dipping into a silky custard,” Margaret closed her eyes.

“Mine is a vanilla panecotta with raspberries drizzled all over,” David had a satisfying smile on his face.

“When this is over, no matter how tired we are, I think we should treat ourselves.” Margaret looked at Katie.

“Hell, yeah,” Katie nodded.

A nurse walked in, interrupting their conversation.

“Not much longer now guys,” she walked over to David and checked his monitor. “You’ll be finished first David,” she smiled down at him.

David looked at Margaret and Katie. “I’ll head straight to the patisserie and keep us some seats,” he smiled. “And over our desserts I’ll tell you my REAL confession.”