”“So, you are a natural!”“Huh?” I said.“It means you are what is called an ‘instinctive’ dancer or a ‘natural born dancer.’ Gosh, ...t thirteen, to be a natural We might as well give up dancing these two are going to win everything they enter.”“No, somebody has to come in second!” said another guy.“Or third,” said a girl. They all giggled.“You two are really good. Don’t let anybody tell you otherwise. Your musical instincts are fantastic,” a pretty brunette girl remarked.I looked at my phone and. ”“I do. Anyway, together they lured me there and wanted me to know they were lovers and she was carrying his child so they could rub it in my face. Then he was going to use her as a sex object for his friends, in front of me, while he in turn subjected the drugged me to Chantelle’s lascivious attentions. He had even arranged for me to be sodomised in front of you, or rather the other Terry.”“God! How evil was he?”“Totally consumed by the power of time manipulation. He had been doing it for 30. I was doingthe same thing, stealing looks into windows, tainting the privacy ofthose inside, voiding their intimacy, displaying complete disregard oftheir wishes. I was becoming like Faith, unfeeling, uncaring. Ashamed ofmy behavior, I'd slogged home only to find Rambo and the gang waiting onthe porch. I'd completely forgotten this was a practice night."Doesn't matter why he said he left," Rambo was saying to Jesse, "theheart of it is sorted mates make for poor band mates. Things eventuallycome. Kiss please!”He paid immediately, protractedly but very lovingly.“Love you,” she whispered and then went to do the cooking. Terry helped them both to coffee.“Any plans for the weekend?” Grace asked as she put two plates on the table and sat down.“Sunday lunch for both of us at Mum and Dad’s, a bit of hard graft on the books today and then three hours on each of tomorrow and Sunday. Other than that spending time with you, my love.”Grace nodded. “Lunch sounds fun. Thanks. I need to pop out for an.