Who is she?" Look at the face." OK, the face looks like me...sorta, but where did...?" A picture of you at the beach party my parents threw, right bef...re wegot married." Uh, I seem to recall wearing a bathing suit." Artistic license. It got in the way of your beauty."She rolled her eyes a little at that."Is there a point, 'cause Jake should be waking up any minute..."I decided to plunge ahead."This is you...as you could be." Get real. I couldn't come close to looking like that without tons. The young Comte’s father was troubled by his son. M. de la Fere was nearing the end of his life and wished his only son to be married before he died. The young Comte was 25 years and had no wife to give him an heir to the La Fere estate. The young Comte seemed more interested in hunting in the woods than seeking a wife and so M. de la Fere called his son to his study upon the young man’s return. Agnan entered his father’s study. The room itself was lavishly decorated with artifacts which M.de. She would take an item, in this particular instance it was a small silver ball. She held it firmly in her grip and then concentrated silently for a few minutes. Loki could not see her actually doing anything, and said so when she finally opened her hand to show the apparently unchanged silver ball. She merely smiled, led him outside and handed him the ball. ‘Throw it,’ she said. Loki shrugged and threw it a few yards away, and was astonished to see it bounce, faster and fast towards the. ’ I went redder. ‘How long? Why didn’t you tell me?’ I kept looking at the table, but it was out there now so I replied. ‘A long time. I loved spending that time alone with him. I tried to kid myself it wasn’t because I liked him in that way, but I knew it wasn’t true. I hated having to leave him and go home to Gary, but I didn’t want to hurt Gary by being unfaithful. I was fairly sure he liked me as well, but I tried to convince myself it was my imagination. He was absolutely right when he.