Thin navy blue socks hit just below my knee. White mary-janes buckled over my ankles. My dark hair hinted with red was in a full bun on top of my head... a white ribbon tied around, making a little bow at the base. Although nervous, I was smiling the whole way to his house.I knocked at the front door, as I had done many times before, but this time was different. I was getting exactly what I wanted. The main door opened, followed by the screen. He looked directly at my face. “Hey Quinn.” “Hey.” I. "What?" I asked."What were you focusing on back when we were trying to turn on the lights?" The wall," I answered."Yeah, me too." he agreed. "Why?"Why?" I began, but then it occurred to me, as it obviously already had to him. We'd been focusing on where we expected a light switch to be, rather than on the lights themselves. "You're right, lets try."I walked back to the tunnel and pointed the flashlight up so we could see one of the smooth little domes. I focused on that and the side-by-side. Max was just her get off, so she could be ready for Justin."Want me to stop?" He was giving her the decision to make him stop or to keep going. He knew about her and Justin, but didn't care. "I can let you finish with Justin if you want too." He said as he kept his rhythm."No." Alex breathed as she stared into his brown eyes. "You can finish." She nodded."This isn't out pity is it?" He gave a thrust. He hoped she wasn't doing this out of pity. It would break his heart and end the night. Well I was about to further her education. This little high born hunting girl was now going to be on the other side of whip.In her writing desk I found a large boxed collection of correspondence, most of it treasonous, consisting of copies of her letters to various lackeys concerning her schemes for usurping her parent's throne. There were even more letters written to her from other traitors offering their help or bargaining for rewards for their service. Every single letter was utterly.