After dinner we retired to the fireplace. Christine started the logs with a gas starter. There is something intensely romantic about a real log fire. ...he fireplace was set in a pit covered with deep soft carpet. Around the pit, low flat couches were placed. I asked and Christine explained it was modeled after the Etruscans, where a man and a woman shared a couch for the evening's entertainment including the intimate entertainments.Holly and Tara settled in front of the fireplace and started. "Here's the key to your building!" he snapped. "It never leaves my belt.Unless you are accusing me of the break-in?"Taking forms from his desk, he handed them to Pat. "Fill these out. Besure and list any items missing or damaged."Shifting his attention to Mary he went on, "Since your research materialsare missing I guess you'll be moving along now."As much as she wanted to smile and throw some of the lawman's smugnessback at him, she kept the look on her face neutral and said, "No, luckilyI. Jennifer made no effort to raise her glass to her lips, so Dave hastened back to the kitchen, where he retrieved another glass and filled it. When he returned, Jennifer had kicked off her shoes and stretched out on the couch. Dave motioned for her to shift and they moved so that Jennifer was leaning into him, almost cuddling, not quite on his lap. Dave took a quick sip of wine and then set it aside and curled his arms around Jennifer."So tell me about it," he said.Jennifer sighed and began to. This seemed to turn her on again and she wanted to see the tape right then. I told her she would have to wait, and she began to pout thinking it would make me give in. Not a chance. We then dressed and I took her back to her car at the college.The following evening she told her fiancee that she had to work on a project at school and came to my house. I had the tape in the VCR ready for her, but we sat and talked for a few minutes before viewing it. I told her that her life may change because of.