Their problem.Fr. Stolitz was in top form this evening as he led us through the familiar, comforting rituals. Most priests perform the rites gracefull..., but this evening his charm showed through also, and I let him lead me to join the millions of faithful around the world in worship.The spell was interrupted halfway through the Credo, when someone’s phone went off with an annoying ringtone. ¡Idiota! People should know better! People DO know better! Irritated, I looked to my right, across the. What was he supposed to do, throw a bedsheet over her? The central hub of the Pinwheel was where all of the control systems for the station were located, along with the Admiral’s quarters. It was a high-security area that was only accessible via the long spokes that joined it to the torus, so there were no maintenance tunnels to move her through in secret.He looked down at the monitor on his wrist as a call from the Admiral came through, tapping at the holographic display and patching it. After about four hours Brad could feel that it was probably time to head home and prepare for the hangover waiting for him in the morning. As he left however, he stopped dead in his drunken tracks.As he was leaving, he suddenly noticed someone at the end of the bar he was passing. What Brad saw was a drop dead gorgeous dark ebony beauty; the most beautiful ebony he’s ever seen in his life. Now although Brad never dated anyone of that skin tone, he has flirted with several; so given his new. She looked down and shrugged. "I never liked them. I always thought they were unlady like. " Do you want to go into the living room?" I asked. "I think I feel better right here with a table between us," my mom replied. At least she had given me an indication of where her head was, and that she was a little uncomfortable. "Do you want me to leave?" I asked. She shook her head without thinking about it. "No, I want you to stay, and try to inch along cautiously to whatever conclusion I'm going to.