A flush of guilt washed over me as I felt her small breast press against my chest, I turned my face away ashamed of my feeling and carefully studied t...e injured foot making sure I didn’t accidentally knock it against the walls. At the top of the stairs Mia asked, “I suppose it’s a few years since you carried me up to my bed, Uncle Kevin?” “Yes it is,” I answered grumpily, “and you were a whole lot lighter then too!” I teased. She smiled back at me as I negotiated our way to the bathroom. Sometimes it seems as if Diamanté cannot help herself. She feels compelled to tease, taunt and torment. She forgets how to behave whenever she is around, well, certain types of energy. And, the two of you seem to produce an abundance of the necessary stimulus for her to act a bit wild. You would think someone as old as she is would learn a bit more control."The old woman seemed to mutter to her lap where the wrist wearing the bracelet lay. A single pulse of red light flashed through the cloth. Tears welled in my eyes as I realized how foolish I must have looked, a lonely older woman all dressed up but sadly alone on Valentine's Day. I wondered if those at the tables around me actually felt sorry for me or maybe just thought me pathetic. My anticipation for the evening had been so great, I was completely humiliated. I paid for the drink and gathered my things, then quickly ran out the door to my car. I sat behind the wheel and sobbed uncontrollably, cursing my supposed friends for. Coming? Or, don’t tell me, you’re actually a rock star already?”“Oh yes, come,” laughed Cam. “You can get up on stage and cause a riot. Grab the mic, or take over lead guitar. See if the band are as cool as your boyfriend!” She glanced at me while Zann grinned. “Have you got a frock for her Leah? Can I borrow something too, or shall I pop home?”“Oh I’ve got things for both of you, don’t go. We can have a getting ready session. Lucky you’re not a suit guy Derek, but your shirt and trousers need.