She would tell them more when she got back home.Carol looked at Misti and asked, "Did you know that Sharon was a Cheerleader in High School, AND IN CO...LEGE, and she can dance like a dream. She took lessons in Ballroom Dancing, and a few Ballet classes. She is also great at Horizontal Hula, and the Mattress Mambo. Part of their training as cheerleaders was tumbling, too. Do you think she would enjoy some of your special training?" Misti smiled at the thought. "I would love to see what she can. Can’t have you marking Sir Oswald’s carpet.”As Jack bent to unfasten and remove his boots, he was glad that the socks Aunt Rose had handed him that morning, were free of any holes.“Follow me.”Jack followed the stiff, broad back up a short flight of stairs, through a doorway, and Jack found himself in a large hall, with chandelier overhead. A wide staircase curved up the right-hand wall. He had only been inside the manor once before when he had been introduced to Sir Oswald, but still found it. She isn’t usually so forward and men don’t usually walk away from her either. Looking perplexed Laura returns to her table and friends. ‘Who was that?’ they want to know. ‘I don’t know,’ she replies, ‘He said his name was Legion and we would… talk some other time.’ ‘Gees, Laura! The way you went up to him, we thought you knew him. Then we thought he was going to have a feel right then and there!’ her flatmates laugh. ‘He was not going to feel me up!’ Laura retorts. Sure at the time he would.. ] Timora thought. Nodding Ambrose broke off the communication. Heading back to the ship they had to avoid what appeared to be a patrol. Though Ambrose thought they looked more like a Xendran hunting party. It was perhaps a half toton later that they all heard footsteps. Then they heard an adult male's voice, followed by Timora's Timora had brought her father the long way. She kept the out cropping of rock between them and the lord as she called him. Her father was wondering what this.