You mount the narrow stairway, watching your footing by the small lamps casting red cones of light downward onto the steps. Eventually the sounds and...scents of the VIP gallery, a balcony that overlooks the common room come to you: the heavy beat of the music, the scent of expensive tobacco, a little too much perfume. You step out onto the balcony. It is almost deserted, and even though it is never crowded, it’s even quieter than usual. Your usual table is open, one near the railing. While. Nick slowly started getting annoyed at the fact that Dane didn't believe him and I wouldn't admit to us sleeping together. We all soon had finished our cold drinks when Dane asked where the bathroom was. I told him the door next to the lounge and he went to pee. While he was away Nick walked up to and placed his hands onto my ass and his lips met mine for a brief few seconds as we kissed. He then said that I'm being such a bitch teasing him by not telling his mate that we slept together and. Tony immediately walked to the bedside (he practically ran!) and kissedher, which she returned, at least as well as she could. Her parentswere right behind him, though they knew that he was the most importantperson in her life and that they would want to share a kiss as soon aspossible. "You look beautiful, Courtney. I know how happy you are,you've been waiting for this moment for so long. And in a year, we'llbe together forever as husband and wife. I hope you're feeling allright?" Well. At the risk of sounding heartless, as distressing as the development was,I was surprised to see that Sister Minhirva had grown so attached to theboy in the few days since the children's arrival. Perhaps it is aproduct of my own charge's unresponsiveness that I find myself thinkingsuch things, but at the same time I wonder if I see things more clearlyas a result of my detachment. Something about Sister Minhirva'sbereavement seems off to me, though I cannot say for certain what.February 16,.