“Indeed. You see, though, it’s the first time she’s danced this way in years. She had an…incident. All her confidence is gone. Now she’s gon...a try again, after watching you.”“We’re her friends, by the way,” The red head put in. “I’m Heather, the blond is Farah, and this is Gina.”Alastair’s eyebrows lifted. “And she is?”“Sadira,” Farah said. “Or Sada for short. Anyway, we want you to go watch her.”Alastair’s eyebrows lifted further. Just a wee bit pretentious of them, isn’t it? he thought. Maybe. She fumbled through her drawers, searching for a bag to breathe into, but couldn't find one. The thought of leaving her office to find one, was out of the question, so she tried to slow down her breathing on her own, with limited success.What happened? What happened? What happened? The thought circled round and round her mind. It definitely was some kind of emoter or minder attack, she reasoned. But what person has enough power to reach from Fahrlot to the small isle of Fvoglu on the other side. "Athena was surprised when Mrs. Devereux suddenly reached around her with both of her small arms and took her in a full hug. She decided she had better start playing along and returned the hug. Athena found it hard not to squirm as Mrs. Devereux had her held firmly by her behind, with her face pressing almost directly onto her stomach."Oh!" she unconsciously gasped as Mrs. Devereux's hands moved freely over her skirt-covered buttocks. "People do have some strange customs," she thought. "Better. My ex-girlfriend was an Aussie, or one of them, that is,” I recalled Mona Chadwicke, a babe from Sydney that I dated briefly before she caught me with her sister Trista... It was the last relationship that I had without spelling out that I wasn’t monogamous, in fact. I hadn’t promised fidelity, but I hadn’t denounced it, either, and so Mona had just assumed it back then. When she caught me with her sister, well, that was a bit much for her. At least was back then ... maybe I could have both of.