She undid her seat-belt, slid over to me and gave me a big romantic kiss saying, "Thanks Greg." She used the center seat-belt and leaned against me, s...ying, "Let's go." I answered, "Yes my princess. Your slightest wish is my command."I put my arm around her shoulders and started up the car. We drove like that until we arrived at the circus' parking lot. We got out and walked hand-in-hand to the entrance. I paid for the tickets and we took our seats to watch the show. It was a great performance. ’ Mimsy is safe. Ms. Dorazon is the fitness and psychological coordinator of the halfway house. She is one of those who think the two are the same. I think Ms. Dorazon could bring legwarmers back in style singlehandedly if she didn’t care so much about working here. She runs all of the daily activities and group sessions and is the only real supervision in the place, though there must be someone else besides Mimsy who checks up on the guests. Ms. Dorazon is taking me on my first day tour of. .....A few weeks had gone by, all was cool. I had seen Liyah with one of her friends. A fine petite light skinned something. Shoulder length hair and a nice little ass in them jeans. I shot her a text asking who she was, she responded she's my "friend." I texted back, friend in quotations huh lol. Liyah sent back a smiley face tongue emoji. You're a freak I texted back to her. "You already know this" Liyah sent back.Fast forward a couple days, I'm rolling from the store on my way back home. I. After the meal they retired to her chamber, it being too cold outside for a stroll. Instead they huddled under the feather-filled cover Pelle had bought for Ingeburg and talked about their future. It was late before they fell asleep, and late in the morning before the bell woke them. After Mass and breakfast, Pelle left the castle, conscious that his presence was no longer requested. The baron had been friendly enough but Pelle sensed a hidden uneasiness on his master's part. Before returning.