. Pam take a trolley with slippers and high class delicate seamed stockings , or maybe tights ..on slippers start to gather stuff in this huge trolley... My wish and hope mother-in-law going about with cases , not a can or two , cases and having staff help her . I could sense and see what was going on and never had a clue Pam was doing this ... obviously stocking the local food hall for some who need some help. I didn't know if to say hi or to stand away.. I stood away hoping an intrusion was not. Abba was playing “I need a man after midnight”, remixed of cause.By now the dancefloor was filled with bodies, I was getting grinded into and felt the odd groping of my butt.Someone even tried to force their hand inside my ultra-tight vinyl shorts, from behind.All of it to me was a bit of fun.After a few songs I went and took a break.I headed to the restroom, while the full on techno beats were on.So I had my pee and I was finishing up, when someone entered the restroom.The sudden busting open. I was curious at their attitude but I put it down to their wanting to get the fighting out of the way so they could be reunited with their beloved mounts and ready to move on to the next campground and start the process all over again. At least, those of them that was still in a combat-ready condition. My memory of the fighting of that period was certainly not extensive but I did remember that the usual casualties on a major engagement were in the thirty percent range and that meant almost one. “But I also think we both believe we have to try, or we’ll always regret it. That is, if we can get past your fears.”“You can, Petrovich. You can.”I nodded as I pulled into the church parking lot. We got out, I took off my coat, put on my cassock, and we headed into the building. When we got inside, I called Holy Transfiguration and left a message with the head acolyte, Fyodor, who promised to relay it to Tasha, and then we went to the nave. Clarissa went to her usual spot to stand while I went.