"I'll tell you when to start." Slowly, I took off my long Opera-Length satin gloves, exposing my bare hands for the first time. I undid my heels and k...cked them off, ignoring the pompous look on his face. It was finally time to release myself, to let go of the energy building inside of me.With a predatory look, I opened my eyes and looked at my prey, sensing the slight bewilderment in him. I lowered myself on all fours, keeping my wide eyes locked on him. Slowly, like a panther stalking its. The past few months, since returning home had been strange, to say the least.His thoughts, turning often inward, to glimpses of things barely half remembered. To dreams of soft golden eyes silently beckoning from close above him in the dark. Eyes that were like ... and yet somehow not Ryoko's.A lingering sense ... of closeness and 'belonging', Tenchi suppose was the word that best described. Half remembered ... No, less even than that, He did not remember!Other than for brief 'impressions', and. The roll cloud at the beginning was getting further behind us, the wind becoming steady, the seas quieting. I eased away from the course I’d chosen to ride through the storm, returning to something closer to the course we chose for our trip. Now it’s just rain and wind.“Binkabenjamanda,” Bink said. “I thought it was gonna be really bad.”“Just a squall line,” I stated. “If we’d’ve been under sail it would’ve been a scramble to get sails dowsed because it would’ve sneaked up on us in the dark if. After a couple of minutes of making out, she pulled away smiling. “I got our present.” She beamed, handing me a small box. Remembering our online shopping, I hurriedly opened the box, as Rach drove us away from the pool. It was exactly like the picture had shone; a small egg, attached via a cord to a butterfly, and a remote. I played with the remote. It had two buttons. The first worked the egg, and cycled through three speeds, the second worked the butterfly the same way. Feeling I had.