."My lady?" He began, choosing his word with utmost care. Part of him was wondering, and if this was about to be the last thing he would ever say as a...diplomat."What I have witnessed here ... Disturbs me." He again paused."Has Lord Tenchi committed, some grievance against the crown?" Hero ventured cautiously, then watched as the queen stiffened."Such questions ... are best left for council arbitration!" She snapped. "I am not in the habit of availing myself to such interrogation!" Hero. Stacey being the professional sensed my problem and said, “If you give me your keys, I can run point for you.” I did as she suggested. I gave about a 60 second head start and then I picked up your naked body and quickly walked to the front door. As I got inside I realized that I left the air on and it was freezing. I laid you on the couch, threw a blanket over you, and headed back outside to settle up.When I got back to the car, I found that Stacey had removed her Chauffeurs jacket, and what I. This was going to take some getting used to. I could hear the music from the stairwell, Jason was already celebrating. I never knew what to expect when I came through the door, this time was no different. I walked in to find Jason on the couch with some blond giving him head. Jason looked up and smiled and winked at me. The girl didn't seem to hear me come in because of the music. I rolled my eyes at him and smiled back. I walked over to the table and sat my purse and keys down. "Oh my God!". What I am about to relate occurred around our Christmas Midnight Mass service five years ago. My usual position during the Mass is a prayer desk next to the organ. The women’s choir sits in front with their back to me, and the men sit across the aisle facing me. On the wall above the men is a mirror facing the women so that Ed can see them and they can see his direction. The way it is angled, I can see the women’s faces but they can’t really see me. This year, a lot of the supplemental choir.