Crouching low, David was grateful for the British mania for blackouts. He edged his way to where Julia and Liz were huddled. "You OK?" he whispered.In...the gloom he could see that Julia held a small gun at the ready. "We're fine" she hissed. "But we need to get Liz back to her cabin, this open carriage is too vulnerable."David understood what she meant. One grenade through the window and it would be mincemeat for dinner! They began to edge their way back down the carriage. Julia taking point and. I think the best thing is to not bring up the subject unless they bring it up first. That way we are not pressing any issues or dredging up any bad feelings without them being ready. Do you guys understand? They both nodded their heads yes. It was the only thing I could think of to quell the immediate curiosity they might have. I did not necessarily want to shut them out, but it made no sense to get everyone worked up over a bad situation. Especially since Hirito had done something so stupid.. After breakfast, feeling a sense of accomplishment over all the things she is setting in motion, she indulges herself in watching the DVD Donald had sent home with her on Sunday. It is the 1975 French film the Histoire d'O (Story of O). Donald taped a note inside the jacket.“Emma, you will get to read this book too, which far surpasses this film, but I think visually seeing some of this will help you.”For the next almost two hours she watches is film, her fingers keep starting to reach for. ”“I’m fine, don’t worry about it,” Brian said. He’d slept alone on the floor a fair amount over the course of his relationship with Chloe. After all, the couch in their shared apartment had been slightly too short for him to sleep comfortably on.“You, uh, can’t sleep on the floor,” Stephanie protested, shooting Kelly a desperate glance for help. “It’s you, ah, it’s your room, you let us stay, so you can’t, I mean, if anything, we should sleep on the floor.”“You’re my guests, what kinda.