"In response, Jane attacked me. There isn't any other way to describe it. For a few seconds, she looked like she was really uncomfortable, and then sh... reached up, put her arms around my neck, and started kissing me feverishly. It took me completely by surprise. When she started probing my lips with her tongue, a few seconds later, I opened my mouth in astonishment. I reacted to what she was doing by not doing anything proactive at all. I just sat there, allowing her to lead the way. She broke. “Careful with the hot water, though. The water heater is one of those instant types, and there’s only three gallons available. Shut it off while you lather up, or you will be rinsing in cold water.”“Okay.” She scooted her way to the foot of the bed, and sat up where the ceiling was higher. I followed suit on my side, and she climbed down to the floor. Anticipating her next request, I opened the wardrobe and pulled out her bag.“Thank you.” She smiled and set the bag on the chair, and opened it.. You know as well as I do that he is likely dead. We need to conserve our money. We don’t know how much longer we will be allowed to stay here, once the Count has declared Jean dead.”“This is the last dress, I promise,” Marguerite said, “but I won’t give up on Jean like that. He promised me he would come home and I believe he will. But, I will make sure that today is the last fitting I have. I should go, h-she is expecting me.”Marguerite stood up, trying not to react to the slip of the tongue. I slip into the shadows as your guests pass. You watch them go before turn to return to your room closing the door to the balcony that you were just using. You turn up the lamps in the room and pull the drapes closed, but I can still see the shadow of you. In the flash of a thought I stand outside your window looking through the crack of the drapes.I watch as you change from your party dress to your night gown. I can hear your heartbeat and breathing slow as you slip into restful sleep. I reach.