Would I end up sleeping on the same bed along with Scott? The thought of this, somehow, felt butterflies in my stomach, than being scared.I unfolded t...e apparel he gave me. It was his t-shirt. It was big enough but that was a little too little clothing to wear in front of a man who was hitting on you and would spend the night with you. However, I slipped myself into it, upon my inners.I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked hot in it. The t-shirt was long enough to cover me up a little above. As Mr. Bumble said in Dickens’ Oliver Twist, ‘the law is a ass - a idiot’.“Granted, the context was the supposition that a wife could be controlled by her husband, but the sentiment accurately reflects my view of the law in many instances. And you know what? Jamie often agrees with me! But I pay him to know the law. And when it comes to things that are rightly his purview, he gets his way. Well, this isn’t his purview. This is about the fundamental nature of this company. And I don’t think you. .. It is different sex ... but it is between people who love each other."Dave puts the ring on Brindy's finger while I hold her hand. "This is serious, Brindy."She put her arms around his neck as he knelt before her. They kissed. "I am serious about you two. Both of you. Never one over the other. Lita knows I am not trying to take her husband, Dave knows I am not trying to take you, Lita." We shall be a family," I said. "A little different than many, but a family, nonetheless. We know that we. She could name every country on a map of the world, but she knew nothing of any bad thing that might have happened. She had never heard of war, jail or death. She had been presented to every head of state that had come to visit her mother and father during her life, but only for a moment. She had come up to each, been introduced, curtseyed a sweet little curtsy, said a sweet little "It's an honor to meet you," and then been escorted right back into her safe and protected rooms or over to her.