Cheers erupt and although some still worry about the ritual's effect, they keep it to themselves, hoping nothing happens due to their ignorance.The wa...ehouse grows more reposed as the members slowly exit the building while removing their robes. The last one to leave places a fire-retardant blanket over the ritual pit before turning the lights off.Soon, nothing but the occasional rattling from the wind outside and rumbling of the steel resounds inside. Cold stillness fills the warehouse,. That in itself seemed humorous but to watch the uncoordinated way they played just made me shake my head. I turned back to the softball game.A few minutes later, I noticed they had switched to tennis equipment and were chasing a half-dozen tennis balls around the enclosure. The woman caught my eye — as most women do. She was wearing conservatively cutoff jean shorts and a T-shirt top with a couple of buttons in the front. The shirt didn't hide the fact that she had a nice, moderately heavy pair. He asked me to drive him to some bar hotel. In the hotel room we started chatting while having drinks. He told me that he had been in contact with his lover through phone and their parents are still not agreeing for their marriage. So they had decided to register marriage and needed my help. I readily agreed and he asked me to search out a rent house for them.With lots of friends it was easy for me and arranged a flat for them and they registered the marriage and started living together in the. The stress of managing everybody and making sure everything goes right is overwhelming. ‘Ms. Morris?’ My head snapped up to see my assistant, Michael, looking sheepishly at me, ‘Do you need anything?’ My full pink lips pulled up into a crooked grin, ‘Go home, Michael.’ He pushed his glasses farther up the bridge of his nose and smiled. ‘Thanks,’ He lingered for a moment and stared at me. I knew he had a thing for me, and I really wished I could reciprocate those feelings. But I just couldn’t.