The noise and the aroma brought Nat out of his bedroom.“Dad, I heard you come back in early this morning. Where’d you go?”“Nat, please underst...nd that I can’t tell you that just yet, but I will do, I promise. I did get myself a name for the guy who was driving them, Larry Aikman. Mean anything to you?”He thought.“No, can’t say I do. Where’d he live?”“Out Silverton way.”“Nah, can’t remember hearing that either.”“Okay. Now, we dropped everything at the cabin yesterday when we left in a hurry, so. He was also unable to control his frequent erections whenever he saw or heard Katherine, causing many good-natured taunts. For the Isebrand brothers did not begrudge their sister the happiness she seemed to have found. It was better she had this happiness with a decent young lad, even if he was a sprig of nobility, than if she had sordid bouts with fellow soldiers who would brag about it afterwards.The third youngster, Lucrezia di Maroli, also presented a problem. Her father was among the dead,. Out of the blue, I remembered I hadn’t kissed and wished her Good Night, a normal routine for us, and I was not going to let it pass on this, of all nights!I got out of bed and pulled on my loose fitting, short but baggy gym shorts and figured they would hide my semi aroused state that was sure to soften further before getting to your room. No shirt was needed. When I got to her door, I listened to see if I could detect the TV or music, but nothing. I knocked gently, but there was no. We ate, sneaking an occasional kiss and I couldn’t help but rub my fingers gently along her nearly bare hips. The Australian band was playing and a few people were on the dance floor. We finished our meal around eight thirty and listened to the music a while longer, snuggling together. I wasn’t much of a dancer, except square dancing so we just watched. Then, I had a thought, an evil thought! I whispered to Jacqui, “Hon, how would you like to go to a square dance?”She looked at me like I had.