Everything was laid out ready, clothes, shoes, makeup, girl never thought of why an outfit was chosen for her, girl only obeyed the ritual, carefully ...reparing herself exactly as required. A final check in the mirror and girl walked from the room, stepping carefully once again, graceful, poised, posture perfect. Girl walked to the door, took the Yale key from it's place in the small table's hidden draw and carefully attached it to the front ring on her collar. Then she turned to face the door,. "And just who is this Belinda that she is with our Festou?" Wives, dear heart, wives," Dent softly corrected her. "He is young I will admit, but not mush younger than someone else we know who is not only a wife, but a mother." That's different!" Sosho protested. Nesho added a harrumph in agreement."It always is," Dent said calmly. "But before you rush to judgment you should met them and see them together." Who is Kelei?" Shasta demanded again."Oh," Nesho mused, obviously thinking about. In the night he and Francesca were embraced and crying together. He wanted do something. Something for put down the pain he was feeling, the same pain his wife was feeling. But mostly he wanted explain to his baby girl how much love he was feeling for her and sex wasn’t involved in it.The day came. Davide was trying to not cry. Mostly because Francesca was crying openly. Laura was there. Seated on the Kitchen’s table reading a magazine like nothing is happen.. she was wearing just a pair of. When I got up the next morning Brett was eating breakfast, and didn't say much after what seemed like an hour of awkward silence, I finally spoke up, "so Brett about last night, while I really enjoyed it, I'm not really into guys" He was awesome in his reply, "it's no problem, you ask for it anyway." He had a way of easing the tension, he then left for class, as I got ready for school I realized I didn't have any money for the parking meters, so I went into Brett's room as I knew he had a.