Ten minutes later though, he gave into temptation and pulledyet another bottle out of her refrigerator and brought it back to hischair where he sat an... drank it. He did have a deadline to meet - ifshe was awake when it came. He might as well sit and relax while hecould. His days were usually stressful enough. Usually? Always!So when was she going to wake up?Mel opened her eyes. There was no alarm to wake her, yet something hadpulled her from the tenuous sleep she had finally been. It was a few weeks later that an elegant young lady was procured to initiate the plan and they watched as a Coach and four swept up the drive to decant her.Sarah Selmington - Smythe swept elegantly into May, Lady Acheron's dining room, "Mother, sent me, but I really have no idea what use you can be to me." "You bin laid yet?" asked May."Don't be impertinent" squealed Sarah."Don't worry pet, it won't be long now, Your mother says Lord Alton's eldest is your intended." "Y, yes," stammered Sarah,. The room is mostly empty except for one large white leather armchair, centrered on a wall, mirror behind, opposite a pair of narrow central doors and to either side of the arm-chair, two small black, leather clad chests, each with a central buckle with a small chrome padlock. To the side of the chest, 2 bottles of champaign in a large, floor-standing ice bucket, and adjacent, a small glass table with a large crystal jug, 1 champaign glass and one water glass.There's a tall window on one side of. Max I mean) although my real name Pete. I look out of my window before I slumber, your picture placed on my locker beside my bed. I watch the ‘welcome to Ontario and Max’s place’ flash on the Neon sign. It is blue and I am thinking of you, the things we do – and then it turns red, what more can be said – you are there, next to me in bed -but soon it turns a limy green and I feel I am your queen. I hear your voice saying those things to me, the things you like to tell me and the things I love to.