But like Gem the others seemed to be doing similar things with their groups as well.There were of course other groups besides those four groups during...drills.Michael counted about ten separate groups containing twenty women each. That meant there were easily two hundred women training below them, not including the ones doing other things in the compound, such as now seated around him and his cousin.As the early morning went on the four girls also appeared to finish the drills and then joined. ‘Matt, what are you doing?’ Mary asked, puzzled, as the young man urged her back against the counter. He didn’t reply. Then his hands grasped her waist and he lifted her up onto the counter. ‘There,’ he said. He began undoing the buttons of her blouse, opened it, then he pushed it down over her shoulders, leaving her nude from the waist up. Rapt, Mary felt his lips working over her neck and shoulders, down onto her heaving chest. ‘Oh! Matt!’ she groaned, leaning back on out stretched arms. He. "Sometimes, all the pieces fall right into place," he said to me with smile.I hoped that he was right because, like Reese, I was nervous.We entered the courtroom and found it quite different that the ones you see on television. This was family court and while it was still a legal court, it was much more informal than the criminal court. The judge, a woman in her sixties I guessed, was not wearing a robe and there was no witness box, simply a slightly raised chair near the judge's desk. There. "Attention came to me again. "I really thought I loved Sarah for a time, but then I read the note from Fran again. I read between the lines. I may have been only a dream of Fran's, but I've had my dreams too." Have you asked Fran to marry you?" No, Becky, I haven't yet. We wanted to meet both our family's first. That's why I have asked Mom and Dad to go with me this next week to meet Fran's parents." This is so romantic, can I go with you?" Becky, I'd love to have you with me. I can tell you.