And I want more of her though I'm not going to push it."What we gonna watch tonight?" Susie asked, bounding into the den after we ate supper and clean...d up the kitchen together. She went to shower afterward, while I read the paper. It was only 6:30, so nothing on TV at the time seemed worthwhile."Oh, I don't know," I answered, letting the paper rest in my lap. "It's just another Friday night with the usual: nonsense sitcoms and reruns of shows that were on before you were born." How about a. The door opened with a buzz and Rachel pushed it open saying “hello?”. She then saw an older woman at a desk to the side who waved her in and told her to close the door after. “Are you Rachel?” she said, and Rachel responded to her with a nod, still very unsure what all this was. “Oh, let me take a look at you. Aren't you a treat” the woman said, taking in Rachel's figure. Rachel was wearing normal enough jeans and a loose-fitting t-shirt with a jacket and her handbag so thought this was a. " OK, I'll give you time to talk to them before I bring it up again, but I would like to have a 'town meeting' on the subject tomorrow night, if possible. I have a feeling that it is something we need to get out into the open as soon as possible."I agreed just as we were called to a supper of salted fish and several vegetables. We had fruit for desert. Everybody complimented the cooks on a job well done. The new arrivals were tired from their long walk, and we usually went to bed shortly after. Her new owner and his family were non-practicing Christians and did not care a whit about Sandrine’s religion. Here in Oxford, however, Catholics were practically outlawed, and the recent so-called Act of Toleration meant amnesty of a form only to Nonconformists, those Christians who did not adhere to certain teachings of the Church of England.All this was secondary to her as she walked along the quiet street. Although it was unusual for a young woman to venture out at night alone it was not.