Unquestionably, that was the elephant in the room, whenever she asked a boyfriend if there was anything they wanted to try. She couldn’t quite under...tand the logical leap from like a big, round rump to wanting access to option number two. Still, Cindy was willing to try anything once. Or a few times. With each boyfriend. Well, while she’d led her current boyfriend to believe that she’d never done such a thing before, this wasn’t entirely the truth. Or, anything like the truth. The reason for. At long last since Heatherbrow she had managed to make a contribution.The next day Nick, Sally and all the managers and their other halves received an invitation from Helen to a house-warming party the following Saturday at seven."It's going to be pretty intimate," observed Melanie, "fifteen people in about the same square footage."It was nowhere near as crowded as that but it was still quite tight. Nick enjoyed it. It gave him a chance to find out more about his team. The slightly taciturn. He didn’t really want to go through with it, but Tess sounded pretty desperate for some reason. Probably easier to do it and find out what was wrong with her later. “Kay, but you really owe me one.” Tess let out an audible sigh of relief. “Right, I want you to look at the shiny spot on the spoon. You need to follow the spoon with your eyes.” She twisted the speed knob on the metronome and switched it on. The clicking filled the room as the arm swung back and forth. “You’re getting very sleepy. It was obvious to me even if it wasn't to Megan that Trish loved Brandon more than Megan.Returning home from work one evening I was greeted by the sound of someone playing an electric guitar in Brandon's room. It was loud and being played very badly."Who is making that noise?" I asked."Brandon is playing guitar," Trish said proudly."You call that playing a guitar. It sounds more like he is strangling a cat," I said. "When did he get a guitar?" It came today," Trish said.I didn't say anything.