At about midnight I told Rob I was making a move back to the beach bungalow, he said he would be along in a few minutes, as a parting shot I asked him...to bring a bottle of champagne with him; he waved and went back to chatting with some other guests. About 20 minutes later I heard a knock at the door, thought it must be Rob because I had the key, imagine my surprise when I opened the door to find James and Jess there with a bottle of cold champagne with glasses on a tray, I was a bit taken. It seemed that our relationship just got better and better, and she was definitely letting her hair down more with me. Literally.That had been something of an indicator to me. When we'd met, Alice's hair had been cut in a somewhat punk fashion (which on anyone else I found repulsive) and tinted with red highlights, I kid you not. I'd never griped about it, though, and the subject wouldn't have arisen if Alice hadn't caught me staring at a woman with straight black hair down to her butt. That. "I wanted to get these damnedthings off of my feet...I don't know how you walk around on them all daydear...and I found out I just can't do it! I always end up putting itright back on!"Patrick's Grandfather sat down beside her and did the same thing.Lifting a long smooth leg up, the old man grimaced as he removed a shoe,held it for a bit, and finally returned it to his foot. "Well I'll bedamned." You can't take any of it off?" Patrick asked with horror."Oh you can for a bit...but only when your. "I met this sexy little American dish and she practically raped me. The mosht beautiful bird I've seen in a long time. I'm crazy about her, absholutely crazy about her." Hugh flopped down on the couch. "Give us a kish, Jenny. I want to give you... a kish of life..." With that he passed out snoring on the couch.Jenny stood back to look at him. She couldn't help smiling now, sympathetic for his drunken state, knowing herself what it was like to sometimes get hopelessly stoned out of her mind..