It’ll be a show of commitment to each other, almost like a marriage.’ ‘I think it’s a great idea, Stan,’ added Denise. ‘Come and look at w...at Anne’s been looking at.’ Stan duly went and looked. His expression was wooden, his body language closed. ‘It’s a nice house. When, exactly, were you going to tell me about this decision?’ His voice was cold. Denise looked anxiously at Anne. This had begun badly. Anne stood her ground. ‘Stan, we hadn’t actually done anything yet. We’re looking –‘ ‘Huh!. After luncheon Richard again led her to the office.“The household is yours to rule,” he said, “but we would come to grief if you chose a social life that required more expenditures than our income could comfortably cover.”“Have I been profligate? Indeed, I have spent only for the Christmas decorations, and I brought back most of the money you gave me. Do you wish me to return it to you?” She thought, rather, that the household was much on a larger scale than the one her mother ran.“Not in the. "I poured the cheap wine into a couple of water tumblers and stood waiting a few minutes. She stuck her head out the door."I'm ready." Entering her room it was a revelation into a stereotype of every girl's dreams of debauchery.Her double bed was fitted with light pink satiny sheets, with rose petals (slghtly wilted but still fragrant) strewn around, and there must have been twenty odd candles lit, and I mean odd. Every shape size, in saucers, jars on ceramic coasters ... you name it."Are you. James smiles and I let go of his hair. "Lets go somewhere private...If you want..." I whisper in his hear slowly. James shivers and nods. I take his hand and lead him to the back of the club, towards the toilets. Blowing a kiss at his friends as we pass. They smile awkwardly and watch as we go. Once we go through the back door. I push my way through a queue for the girls toilets and go into the boys ones. It says "not in use" on the door because the flushes don't work but we won't be using that.