The Retreat library as Bernard had pointed out had the classics in French and German. There was a piano for Bethany, Monsignor could channel her back ...o the sweet girl she was as a lead chorister. Keep her fingers busy on the keys. While the attached small gym would harness Erica’s excess of energy back on sport not sinful Sapphic contact. Bernard had rightly indicated the retreat had several bedrooms… so there would be no island of Lesbos mischief in any of the girl’s rooms. Bernard made a. I was on top of the world as I left the office.All weekend long I was trying to waste time to make Monday come faster by doing random crap. When Monday finally came, the room was spotless both beds in the room were made and all my books were neatly stacked because of my procrastination craze, so at least Connor would have a clean room to arrive to. I was listening to some Metallica when I heard a faint knock on the door. My heart skipped a beat or two and I opened up the door. He was. I figured that would be that, but she slowed to a stop in front of me. "Hey!" she said in a friendly tone."Hi" I replied coolly. "Do you live near here?" Yeah, I'm right in that neighborhood" she said, pointing to the nearest community, which happened to be a few down from mine. "All this time I had no idea" I laughed. "I'm a few neighborhoods down the street." "No way!" she laughed too. "We're basically neighbors." We could have been hanging out!" I said."And why would we do that?" she raised. His turtle adaptations had shortened his legs and restricted their motion, but I learned long ago that he could be fast when necessary. Today he kept up with me as we followed a few feet behind Irene and Wendy who were gossiping about me if the laughter and sideways looks at me were any indication."Her pheromones pack a bit of a punch, Eddie. I know you are a great guy, but are you willing to accept fighting with them all the time?" I asked him as we followed the girls.Eddie gave a strange.