"I don't know", she said. "Maybe he's faking it. Or maybe he'll wake up just as we get to something juicy." "Lena, we're fine here, it's nice, ok?" "I...don't know, I'd feel more comfortable..." "Look, I don't want to go to the kitchen. It's nice here. We've seen him like this before, remember, he falls asleep all the time. He's really out. Look!" Susan got up and stood in front of him. She lifted her blouse up, and her pert little breasts bounced out. He hadn't noticed before that she wasn't. As she entered, she caught a sign of her beautiful sister, sitting right across from the principal and dressed immaculately as always."Hello Tanya" said the principal. She was glad that atleast someone had come to take Tanya away from the college. The last few months had been terrible for the elderly principal and she was keen for any outlet she could have gotten from the shame that was Tanya. The girl was good in her studies, but she defied authority and behaved in a shameless manner befitting. It was lonely. I hauled the duvet over me and thanks to the whiskey I was soon asleep and knew no more until morning.It’s funny, in those half waking moments when the brain is trying to sort out reality from dream, the impressions you get seem very real. I could feel Jill’s arm across my chest like always. I can’t remember if I murmured her name in that half awake state but my brain was slowly putting all the pieces together and it finally came up with the thought that I was dreaming.But I. Jane Austen lived there but didn’t seem to have spoiled it (I am not a lover of her work!). ‘Georgian would be perfect. Now, you will do supper for a few of the girls and we’ll see how they feel about it.’ ‘Debra?’ ‘Definitely.’ ‘Another tongue race?’ I asked dreading the answer. ‘See, that’s one of the things I love about you; always thinking of things before I have. Good girl. That’s just saved you a stripe or three. Great idea.’ The dinner, ladies night as Vicky called it, was arranged for.