” “You bastard, Sam! You've planned an orgy without inviting your own sister.” “I didn't think that you would be into that sort of thing.” �...�OK. I'm going to tell you something about Peter and me, which would land me in gaol if it was repeated to the police. You're my brother and so I assume that I can trust you?” “Of course sis. What can be so serious?”“My bastard of a husband abandoned Peter and me for a younger woman when Peter was only 10 years.” “Yeah. I remember.” “What you don't know is. You kid’s introduce yourselves and find your companion. The first ten pairs can gather your things and head back to Dr Shouta’s room,” she chuckled quietly to herself, knowing full well it would be the last thing he’d want.After several long moments of awkward silence, a non-descript yet typical looking male with dark brown hair and glasses stepped forward, seemingly a little too happy to have all the attention.“I shall act as representative and take charge of this situation,” he asserted,. The movie got over, and they both got up, left the seats. Rupali felt as if she was "enlightened". It was as if she was under darkness all along, and now with Montu Kumar in the back row of a movie theatre led her to "light." It seemed so symbolic, she had entered the theatre a shy, introverted housewife, who had hang ups about sex, she was now walking out, more "sure and confident" and "enlightened" about the pleasures of sex.They took their car and went home. They were quiet on their way. Wendy suggested putting up floor to ceiling curtains that could be drawn across to hide the utilities; the A/C, water heater, and all that. It seemed like the ideal solution; I didn’t want to have to put up more internal walls. We measured up for the fabric, she got to work with her sewing machine while I attached a set of tracks to the ceiling. Once they were hung, it did improve the room quite a bit.The next room to work on was the family room; initially we had Patrick and Wendy’s lounge room.