She arranged everything that she needed to take with her on the bed in the guest room. When it came to housekeeping she was normal, but when it came t... work, she was meticulous. I didn't understand why she needed to take her fancy underwear, but I didn't say anything. In addition to her presentation attire, she had a few nice little cocktail dresses for social functions before and after the event. I always avoided functions like this, but I felt obligated to volunteer to go with her, if she. It starts innocently. The first shot each is drank. But...when the second number is drawn, it would seem that Alex got the mint choc one I wanted. I mock sulk at him, using my eyes as the window to my real feelings.As he draws the glass to his lips, I lean over the table closer and closer to him, so I can almost smell the mint touching his lips. My heart is beating fast. I know what might happen but I'm too nervous to really consider going for it myself. The glass moves up and he is drinking. "Hey there!" Jill said. "Are you on your way?" she then asked."Yes." I replied. "In fact, I'm minutes from your house." Crap!" She blurted out. "Listen, I'm running really late. Long story. Justin is at the house -- he'll let you in. Just hang out, open a bottle of wine if you want, watch TV. I'll be there around 6:30pm. I'm really, really sorry." She said apologetically."No problem, Jill. I'll be fine. I'll grab some wine and watch the news until you get there."I soon arrived at her house,. Oland and his father sat and talked for several hours, after sending Beatra home. Berandal had a hard time believing his son's story, until Roland pulled out the gems. There was more than Roland first saw in the pouch, when they were all dumped out on the table.Along with the emeralds and diamonds, there were rubies and sapphires. There was also a very heavy ring, that was the last piece out. the voice in Roland's head gloated."Power ring?" Roland asked out loud, startled.Berandal looked at his.