.we were well pissed! "God look at the time 2.38!" Fiona exclaimed as we staggered down the road, " I can't go home , I haven't got my keys, mum and d...d'll kill me!" She began to get a little tearful, "It's OK babe you can stop at ours tonight," I offered, "What about your Simon? Will it be alright?" Course it will, come on dry them tears, Si will be snoring away by now anyhow!" I gave a laugh and put my arm around her waist. She was, as I say a tall girl, 5ft 10" or so and weighed around. Sindy has always hated thunderstorms. On the one occasion Gemma won a competition trip to America when we took her over to meet my american family one night a real midwestern bad electrical and wind storm hit and Sindy went bonkers! No amount of hugs or reassurances would settle her and it only got better when the storm eventually moved on. I was thinking thankfully that we rarely get storms like that in England, but of course they do happen now and then. Gemma had been gone just over a year. It had been alone too long I guess. The conversation flowed quickly and easily, as did the alcohol. I was feeling a slight buzz and could tell Deb was much less inhibited as well.“May I have this dance?” came a question as a hand touched my left shoulder. Turning slightly, my vision confirmed it was, in fact, Anna that was asking.“Certainly,” I said with a smile. Excusing myself from the table, Anna and I progressed to the dance floor. The band was playing an instrumental tune that was good for. The fact that she was out and everyone knewabout her didn't affect their logic one bit-they were still the haters.They were few and far between now, but if Jill held those views, it woulddefinitely affect team cohesion. This would show during games, during teamcompetition and especially during individuals. Beth and a few of the othersdecided to feel her out to see what her sentiments were. The answer wasn'tlong in coming.During a conversation in the girls room one day, Beth brought up the.