"Are those scuff marks I see on your shoes, little girl?" Trish was smirking as she took note of Ursula's apparently submissive response."I'm sorry, M...ss. I must have rubbed one shoe against the other in my rush to class" I ask a simple question from a second-former and I get excuses," sighed Trisha as she rolled her eyes. Her next words came from behind gritted teeth. "The shoes are not of Uniform standard, take them off and hand them to me at once!"The fact that Ursula shrugged her shoulders. We also selected two for backup if any of our first choices turned us down.The jeweler called late in the afternoon; he had the rings. I picked them up on one of my trips around the college grounds. They were beautiful. Now I was left with the question of how to give them to my lovers. I had told Jenny in one of our bedtime conversations that I had decided on rings. She loved the idea. I just had not told her I had ordered them.In those conversations we had also discussed children. She knew I. .did..... you like watching me?" she asked very shyly. "Yes, I did." "You're a very pretty girl." "Would you...................uh!!!!!!!!!!!.......would......................No I can't............. Kathie turned away from me and I touched her arm asking, "what's the matter?" "You obviously want to say something." "Well,..... uh!!!!!!....... I was going to say,.....Would you show me what to do." Kathie turned away again, then looked back. "You've always been so nice. I know you wouldn't. And she had known it. Even if they got her back, she probably wouldn't ever forgive him. Which might or might not be a problem, of course.A Social CallKashim Kushnar was all smiles as he greeted Sir Patrick and Gerry."Ambassador, how agreeable. When was it we met last? The Embassy garden party, I'm sure. Your household is well I trust." Kashim Kushnar was effusive and welcoming."Yes, indeed. My wife and daughters are very well, thank you." Sir Patrick was cheery in response."So lucky! Such fine.