. well, I just don't know what to do."Sandy was ten years older than Jane. They had become friends from almost the first day Jane and Brandon had move... into the neighborhood five years ago. Since then, Sandy had become a big sister and best friend wrapped into one and Jane often asked her for advice."Jane," Sandy said calmly, putting her hand on her friend's shoulder. "Have you talked to him about it?" I found it after he left for work this morning," Jane told her."Stan and I sometimes watch. “There are many wives to choose from, Jacques. Why this one?” he asked. “You and De Carrouges seemed to mend your broken bridges today. Why risk reopening old wounds?”“Do you have eyes in your head?” Le Gris asked his long-time man-at-arms.“Of course, I do,” Louvel replied. “I can see she is beautiful, but you can have plenty of beautiful women without the risk that comes with this one. I sometimes think it’s the risk that excites you.”“Of course it does,” Le Gris admitted, “but there is. After all I was the Dom in our relationship.’ Helen raised a smile. Then she took a black diary from the side of her, hidden between the arm of the chair and her thigh. She threw it onto the floor and instantly David recognised it. ‘Where did you get that from?’ he asked. ‘That is a very private diary.’ ‘I found it this morning on your desk. You left it out. You must have forgotten about it.’ ‘Umm… yes, I think I did.’ ‘Do you always write what you do to everyone?’ Helen asked. ‘Always.’. “Simply lean forward and place your front hand on your front ankle. Like this,” he contorted sideways and reached towards the sky. “Don’t forget to breathe,” he added. A tall, lanky fellow tumbled on his side, arms and legs flailing as he did so. “Careful Dave, don’t hurt yourself, it’s just yoga.” He went over to help his student back up and looked around at the others. “Good Janelle, I see you’re already more flexible from last week.”“How’s this Mr. March?” Allison asked.March mentally rolled.