” Andrea demanded. I sighed. I drummed my hands on the table. My shirt and pants-front and arms had some of the orange on them but my hands were cle...n after a couple of slaps on the tabletop. Zoë squealed.“Why is Suzi getting a hug like that?” Pat asked me.“I lost my virginity.” I half smirked.“Congratulations!” She gleefully slapped me. “And then Suzi, too?”“Who do you figure was first?” Andrea demanded the girl. “We were all thinking it was going to be you. Until you abandoned us.”Pat shut up. "Finally!" Twitty shouted. "Someone who can actually MAKE you rest!" There was further giggling then Henna's eyes narrowed as she stared at all three of the females. "I fail to see what is so funny! I suggest all three of you join the king elect! I can see the amount of exhaustion on your faces. Now go to bed before I have to have troops escort all seven of you to the nearest beds!" Henna ordered. Looking at her mate she said, "I expect you home in ten spectons or I WILL order troops after. I am currently working on the next installment of The Goth and three other series that I think you will enjoy. However I have been given some stories from a friend of mine that wants to know what you think. Here is the first one. Welcome Home. She waits, standing on the balcony looking out at the view of the mountains in which she lives, the negligee she wore, thin almost sheer white silk, open on both sides, held together by beaded strands that left her sides and legs completely bare even the. Get every naughty thought out of her head so she could concentrate on essays and tests and not Dean.Olivia leaned over and pulled open the nightstand drawer and removed the soft fabric.She held it up to her nose and caught the lingering traces of fabric softener. Closing her eyes, she took another deep breath and rubbed it against her lips.They were fresh, probably hadn't been worn more than a few hours. Long enough to absorb his scent.Olivia found them on the counter under a towel in the.