Lace negligees and satin slippers. Hats with black veils. Corsets of velvet and lace. Black sheer stockings and frilly garters to hold them up and the...most beautiful item, a white wedding gown and veil. The gown had an empire waist and long lace sleeves that flared out at the cuffs. The bodice was white lace and low cut. And had a tiny clump of white satin roses and a delicate pink ribbon falling under the bust-line. The gown trailed down to the floor with a long lace train. The veil was. A dull flush rose in his face and I suddenly felt very foolish."Oh damn! I'm wrong aren't I?"Now that I thought of it, of course I was. Max wasn't the kind to think about surprise parties, and Emily and Sean, though our best friends, would hardly do something like that on their own. It was my turn to blush."Well," I said in a much more subdued voice. "We still promised we'd go."Max finally spoke. "But the party was..." He trailed off and swallowed hard. "The party was cancelled." You're kidding. There was a surprising amount of menswear available, many pieces of which I was told were perfect for me. My subtle answer was, "Thank you very much, but you're insane. I'm a 15-year old boy who's still growing. I have absolutely no need for a suit costing several thousand dollars, and by the time I do, I will have long since outgrown it. It'll be thrown away before I wear it even once. Ditto for horrendously expensive shoes, and considerably less polite than ditto for your showing me any more. I started to wonder what you were doing, I mean, not that I couldn’t tell by the sounds, but what exactly was happening. Your noises became a part of my night, and on the nights when I couldn’t sleep I would lay awake and listen trying to piece together an image of a stranger. I often consider telling you that I can hear you through the walls but that would be too awkward for me to handle, and honestly I’ve grown a little attached. Tonight is an interesting night. The sounds are louder than.