Synopsis: Wilf and Melanie have a heart to heart about his new relationship. Sophie enjoys a romantic first date with Wilf before heading to the bedroom to have sex for the first time, but Sophie has been keeping a secret.

Wilfs mind was a mess, he had no idea what to do or what to say as he stood face to face with his daughter, his teenage lover hiding upstairs in the bathroom, all the tools of seduction laid out for anyone that entered the house to see. His brain scrambled for a response, but he was grasping at straws. Probably best to go with the truth, or at least, a partial truth, he reasoned. “Actually…, yes, I have some company coming over shortly but you know I always have time for you Buttercup.”

“Company?” Melanie questioned, eyebrows still firmly raised, with no sign of them returning to their normal position any time soon.

“Are you really going to make me spell it out?” Wilf sighed in frustration. His daughter's only reply was continuing to burn a judgemental hole through him with her gaze, which was becoming increasingly icy and cold by the second. “That lady I told you about from the pub is coming over…,” he finally admitted, suddenly feeling sheepish as he looked down at his shoes, hands stuffed into his trouser pockets like a stroppy teenager that had just been caught smoking by his parents. When he looked back up at Melanie, she was trying to hold back a smirk, but doing a very poor job of it.

“Ah, I understand,” Melanie replied as she enjoyed the role reversal of her father being the one to feel awkward and uncomfortable upon being caught after all the times she had been in the exact same position growing up. “I won't keep you for long then, Richard wanted to borrow your drill, we just bought some new furniture and we didn't realize it needed assembling until it arrived.”

“Oh, well let me just go and grab it for you,” Wilf offered, hoping to get his daughter to leave as soon as possible so he could get back to his date and more importantly, to Sophie herself.