They dressed each other as best they could and looked at each other. No words were needed between them."We must hurry, signore. The guards are changin... and we have to enter the palazzo." Will you both be well, Signora Angela?" Yes, signore. The captain of the guards is my friend, he will let us go through the gates."He looked at Angela and smiled. Surely the captain of the guards was more than a mere friend. The woman was in her prime and certainly would not lack suitors. He would have had a go. That’s what we’re doing, I think,” I supported their decision, feeling in my bones that it was the right one.“Okay, then. You’re right about Mom and Dad, but what about us? Do we still want to keep that bet going with Bianca and me or do something else? Maybe just agree that she and I own each other’s tits and leave it at that on the issue of the boobs. What do you guys think?” Natalie offered, getting a thumbs-up sign from Bianca in approval.“Alright, so that’s a done deal, then. We’re doing. She was looking forward to the next time she'd get to talk with Gregg. Maybe she could even convince him to give up that silly notion that thin-crust pizza was better than deep-dish.Tonight, however, she was going to install that patch that transformed all the Doom demons into cheerleaders...It was almost an hour later when Gregg finally emerged from his office. He was just too ... well... 'up' to get out in public. He typed up an email to Emily giving her a brief run-down of the morning's. " We explained the significance of Ava's half-red ring, and said that when she [Nevaeh] was loved enough by us, we would get her a half-red ring too. It was a nicer conversation in reality than how it reads. We did it well, and that we were expecting to love Nevaeh that much made her burst into happy-tears.That evening Nevaeh volunteered to sleep on the outside of the bed, so Carol and Julia could sleep next to me. My sleeping in the middle was enforced, but the girls had deliberately not.