The wine and rose was a romantic ritual of love between them, one that lasted until her death. It was at those times when the moon was full that David...punished himself the most severely, drinking until his mind was a dull swirling mass of fog. It would kill him he knew, but didn’t care anymore, at least it kept the pain and sadness in control. He had always considered himself fortunate to be the one she’d loved, because to say his facial features were modest at best, was an outright kindness.. Intelligent and interesting blue-grey eyes, a little shorter than me, slim — in my head I heard a snatch of lyrics by Shawn Mullins: but she’d be a whole lot prettier if smiled once in a while. — Then thoughts of Ulla were pushed rudely aside when the Dutch boys bounced into the courtyard like eager puppies. With their surfer blonde hair these unkempt beach bums, tanned, baggy shorts and no shirts, were a pair of tightly muscled, twenty-something good time boys perpetually on the look-out for. Yes, Derek too. Yes, he's just likeme now. Are you satisfied? Good. Goodbye." She snapped the cell shut."Sorry, what was I saying?" About something we have to do at 8pm every Friday," Derek said, with aconcerned frown."Oh, right. Every Friday at 8pm, all the boys Cindy has 'inducted' areexpected to arrive at her house on the dot. We then proceed to have a'lesbian slumber party', with much waving of pillows and periodickissing." Megan coughed. "It really is quite embarrassing."Derek's cheeks. Grace is stopped by security who she gives her papers to and they check it out for several seconds before finally handing them back and acknowledging her, welcoming her to the arena. Grace smiles at them as she walks in through the doors and takes everything in.Grace meets with an attendent and explains she's new and is supposed to meet up with Stephanie McMahon around this time. The attendant welcomes her and decides to take her to her office. The trip is pretty short, and the attendent stops.