I know you hate these business functions that masquerade as a party." It must be the company I'm keeping these days. I don't mind them as much anymore..." he said.In response she grabbed his hand and squeezed. He always knew how to make her feel special."I see my mom and dad across the room. Why don't we go over and talk to them?"Instantly she was nervous. "Now? Are we just going to make small talk?" If that's what you want?"She calmed her nerves with a deep breath. "For now, if you don't mind?. I've been bi curious for a while now, but have made no moves to actually pursue that course. I didn't notice the hostess approaching me as I lose myself in my thoughts, slightly jumping in surprise as she says "hi" to me. Not wanting to be rude I smile at her and say "hi, thank you for letting me come." She smiles back, but the smile hinting at a different thought from my words then what I intended. She offers to give me a tour of the house, and being polite I agree..She begins leading me. She also thought the ancient shotguns were perfect for the type of operations planned because they could "clear" a room or a house with a single round.They had a serviceable radio secreted away in the basement of the secluded farm that served as a base of operations. When she queried about the radio man they just shrugged their shoulders and said,"God is watching over Maurice now!"The head of the group was an old man called Jean who spoke in a whisper because his throat had been damaged by an. " Yeah and the nearest one is still almost an hour drive." He said. "You had a long way to go still yet." I'm really glad you stopped. I don't think I could have stood that wind and cold rain much longer. Sorry about getting seat all wet." Don't worry about it at all. There's a bag back in the sleeper that has a towel in it. I may also have a shirt and pair of sweat shorts. Might be a little big on you but its dry. You can climb back there and pull the curtain, get changed and dried off if you.