What might have made him a obvious target was in his right hand, he helda cane made out of the finest mahogany. Atop the cane, a red jewelflickered, p...cking up the light from the full moon above. However if onewere paying attention they would notice the jewel would keep the lightfor a time after the two men passed though the shadows."Lord Kinsley," a voice called out in the darkness. The two men changeddirections and headed towards the voice."Sergeant Owen, my favorite Constable." Colonel. I had always thoughtof beer as a men's drink and thought of spirits like vodka as women'sdrinks. But vodka had quite a kick to it and I noticed some of the menwere drinking it to. I realised then that I was now seeing "the men" as"other" and identifying myself as not a man, as a woman whereas I wouldpreviously seen the men as individuals not a collective and myself asone of them. I would have seen "the women" as "other".We kissed a number of times and I remember Phil calling me the. "Hello, Mr. Johnson," you reply using what you hope is a girlish voice."Oh, please don't be so formal. Call me Jim." Ok Jim," you say as you risk a glance at him. It takes you a minuet to realize that he doesn't recognize you at all. In fact he seems to be checking you out!After what seems like an eternity he finally turn toward the door. "Well, you girls have fun." Just before he exits the room he pauses, "Nancy, make sure she knows the house rules."Once he closes the door, you turn to Nancy.. He can sit across from you, like where I am ... he won't see anything..."Denise glanced, involuntarily, at her own lap, and across at her daughter. Swallowed, slightly nervously. I thought, after what she'd made me do, standing at the counter in the kitchen, there was some justice to this request of Lissa's. Almost as if Lissa knew, and was assisting. Hmm." ... as long as you're careful, of course," Lissa concluded, her expression turning serious again. And added -- unnecessarily reminding us.