One night we were both very drunk and had just come home from the bar. We were quite coming in because our parents were asleep. She went to her room a...d me to mine. I stripped my clothes quickly and went straight to bed and turned off the light. I can’t say how much longer it was that she came in, maybe a half an hour. She was in her nighty and snuck right into bed with me. Whispering in my ear how much she missed me and giggling about when we were kids. Then out of the clear blue sky she. The pilasters and half columns had raised bands across their middles, and the gables crowning the corner towers were decorated to suggest leather straps. It was set on a hillside in Nottinghamshire, looking out over fields and water meadows across a small river to a village opposite with a church on a small hill to her right. The vista was very much the English countryside of nostalgic oil paintings.When they arrived at the Grange there were two people waiting for her on the steps up to the. Sister Angela was doing her best to keep their attention away from the young girl in an attempt to save her the humiliation of a sort that would stay with her for the rest of her life. The girl knew the danger she was in because her father had warned her of the many enemies they had and that it was unlikely they had escaped them all in this new and glorious land.As we saw in part one, Sister Angela had a wide and varied background prior to taking up the role of “Bride of Christ” in the convent.. " Once again she read "Are you readyto make a wish? Select a category."There were the same categories she remembered: "Just for fun", "friendsand enemies", "lifestyle", "circumstances"... Down the list was "yourideal". She was looking for some way to contact the web site. She hadn'tread past "your ideal" the last time, but now she read some morechoices. She noticed one that said "your fantasy".But "your ideal" and "your fantasy" are the same thing, aren't they?Blood drained from her face. Had.