" Oooh," she said. I kicked Bob before he could respond."It will happen, dear," Katherine said. But I wanted it to happen now. She went back to food p...eparation, and her next comment was on the spice she was using. "Powdered ginger loses half its flavor, but I only use the real root for major feasts. I wouldn't want to use it around the baby, anyway, since the juice stays on your hands. Gorgeous smell, though, from chopping ginger."Even with merely-powdered ginger, the dinner was a feast in my. As our fingers intertwined, I gave her hand an extra squeeze and winked at her; a gesture that caused her to blush violently.At this early hour in the morning, she was still dressed in one of her old frayed bottle green night gowns. Some of the hooks at the neck were missing, and she’d used safety pins to hold it together at her neck. The strap of her black bra under the gown was visible at her shoulder, and as I glanced at the deep cleavage formed by her massive breasts through the open neck. When everyone was busy with DJ and dancing I saw Sume going to the washroom. I followed her. With lots of courage, I entered ladies’ washroom. I was lucky no one was there, except for Sume.I can hear her peeing. So I stood beside her booth when she was exiting the booth I pushed her inside she was surprised to see me. She asked what I was doing there.Me: Visiting washroom.Sume: What do you want?Before I could answer that some girls entered the washroom. She was horrified. I sensed she was about. If we run over, the nice people from management will come down on me—me!—like a large number of bricks. So: Let us begin. Places please for Act I."He gave us only about a minute before he raised his baton, and the first great chords came crashing out. Like Turandot, Tosca has no overture and the comprimario bass who was playing Angelotti, an escaped prisoner on whom the entire plot hinges, came rushing in and stopped, looking around and singing his first bit—"No!" rang out from the house.