She pulled on them outwards and then upwards letting me look inside it. “Do you want to hold it?” she asked. I reached forward with both hands and...gripped the edges like she had and then stretched them open. They were slippery and both slipped from my grasp. I quickly grabbed them again, more firmly and stretched them open. The view was amazing and I put my head closer to take in the detail. A strange aroma came to me. Not unpleasant, not familiar but somehow arousing. Aunt Vi slipped her hand. Do you want something to drink?Me: Yes.Le left and came back with a glass of orange juice and a bagel.Me: If it's ok with you, I'd prefer a protein shake.Le: I can order one from the kitchen. It'll take a few minutes for themto make it. In the mean time, have the orange juice and this bagel.Le fed me the bagel in little bites and had me sip the orange juice. Theblack nurse from my dream came in with a foam cup and handed it to Le.The black nurse left, without a word. Le looked into the cup.Le:. Larry stood to shake my hand. "Is she as excited as this thing is?" He nodded towards a grinning Maddie."I do believe I've endured a squeal or two. And some amount of uncontrolled giggling."Nikki feigned mild outrage. "Uh! I have been the epitome of self-restraint!" Her statement was emphasized, of course, by a squeal as she grabbed Maddie's hands.I held her chair. "Sit now. Squeal later." I looked at Larry and Sherry. "Looks like some of those layers of self-restraint have peeled off." So. Nancy stabbed the finger and caught the few drops of blood that escaped from the wound in the silver goblet. She winked at Lucy who was staring at the cut on her finger wondering why it wasn't hurting.Nancy returned to the table and swirled the mixture of wine and blood. She then poured the mixture back into the jar. She set the silver goblet back on the table and picked up the jar. She swirled the jar so that the contents could mix. Once she was satisfied, she poured a little of the wine back.