I know the spouses had told the rest our guests about the laws. From what I could determine, they were being accepted with unanimous approval. Couples...were discussing the logistics of who moved to live with which family and training opportunities.I suspected that quite a few people wouldn’t be going home in the cart they came in. I knew most of them had their worldly possessions in the carts as they had assumed they were going to be sold off.The fact I was telling them they had to sell. She had an indescribable twinkle in her eye that made her seem magical. We were shortly at my hotel suite. She sat on the chrome and leather sofa. “Would you like a drink? I’ve got all kinds of booze here. I’ve got weed, cocaine..” She held up her hand. “It’s very nice to offer, but I don’t use d**gs. My father was killed by the Cali cartel. Every time I look at weed and coke, I can see the bl**d on it.” This made me pause. Her moral sensibilities were better than mine. My admiration began. It felt good to be alone. I got myself a couple of cookies and sat down at the kitchen table with my laptop to finish my lectures. I was catching up on the stuff I’d missed out on since Friday afternoon between the weekend fiasco and last night. Being able to handle three lectures at once was going to make life easier. I had 8 hours of lectures to catch up on once I’d finished the three classes I’d started with Lana and Beck. I could be caught up before bed if I pushed.I took a break instead. With that resolved, I finally slept."The next morning, when you came into the kitchen, you looked so apprehensive. I couldn't help but smile."I smiled. "That was the one thing that made me feel better, as though I hadn't taken advantage of you." Are you a virgin?"Heat grew in my cheeks. "Uh-huh." I like what's developed between us, Honey. And, I think I'd like it to continue, if you're okay with it."I reacted physically, tightness growing in my jeans when Mom told me she wanted to continue..