"Um, yeah, OK, thanks," I said.We all walked into the shower room. The two shower heads hung from the wall directly ahead. There wasn't much else in t...e room except for a rack and a couple of hangers for clothes to be left on. The room wasn't really designed for six people, but fortunately we all fitted in OK. Once the door was closed and locked, I stood against the door, three other guys against the wall, and Pete a little further into the room, against the side wall.Alice placed the crisp. Maybe it might be better to set that up downstairs. Should she use the studio or the basement? She settled on the basement because all the furniture could fold away either into cupboards or up into the ceiling, that would be less of a distraction to the caterers.She had a quick look at the monitors. Annette was easing the covers off George and no doubt there would be some interesting action soon. Adrian and Mary were still under the covers but quite clearly reconnecting. She put the headphones. I looked her straight in the eyes and said, "Well, to tell you the truth, it looked like it was going to be a nice weekend until you two showed up!" Now really, that hurt! How about you Mr. Black? Are you pained?" She said obviously feigning indignation.He answered, a tone of sarcasm in his voice, "To the quick, Ms. White! I fear I shall never recover." Well, I know you didn't really mean that. To show you what good sports we are, we are willing to forget that remark if you'll just be kind. See ya in the fall if not sooner!" Kris said and turned tostart grabbing his stuff. He turned back around with a big smile. He heldout his muscular arms, "I was fucking with ya'll. Get over here!"Bryson, Garrett and Scott took their turns at saying goodbye. I sat andlistened to each one say their thing. Next was Alex and Brennan comingdown. They gave each of us a hug before heading out."Where's Colt?" I asked.Kris laughed, "He had a late final and was pissed as ever about it. Whilewe wait on.