" He said desperately, reaching out to me as I began to walk away. But he didn't come after me."Whatcha do to Gor-DON?" Gracie asked when I got back t... the bar."He's gay." I said."No waaaaaaaaaay." Gracie said. She was really pissed now. "He was really into you." He was." I said, returning to my Drink Vicky persona. "Until he discovered I was a woman." Noooooo." Gracie said in shock. "You're a WOMAN?"She stared at me intently then lowered her eyes to my tits and said in an amazed voice."Are. "Oh Freddie, you can't just come back with one woman, can you?" she scolded.Clegg shrugged his shoulders. At least that was one Gallic custom he had no problem with assimilating. "It didn't seem wise to leave them there. They're not causing too much trouble are they?" No, not at all. Sister Sarah has been pleased to have the opportunity to help your two Bavarian ladies." Help?" Oh yes. The order here is particularly keen on humility as a virtue and I fear that is not a quality much shown by the. Moreso than sharing it, I think I just want to remind myself so I don’t forget. Looking back, it’s funny how we thought our problems then were stressful… And I suppose they were, in their own way. But I digress, here is my memory: It was a beautiful summer day. The weather was temperate and the sun was bright but not glaring. A slight breeze made the ends of Resa’s hair dance as we walked through the park. We had been pretty playful the whole day, what with me rubbing her back and tickling her. “Jen, you’ll get warmer faster if you take off your hat and coat. Why keep outside wrapped around you?” He helped her take off her coat, took her hat and hung them carefully by the door. He came back with two plates loaded with food. Ravenous as ever, he was eating before she had reached for her fork. They sat in silence for a few minutes, watching the fire, and enjoying the cous cous and stew. Although Jennifer had known he was a keen cook, she had been amazed to hear him talking at length.