But the pictures have to stop." She was trying to be cool about it, but I could see that she was uncomfortable.I agreed that it was not right to have ...aked pictures of your mother."I will make you a deal," she started, "I don't like it, but here it is: You can look at me all you like, but the pictures have to go."Best deal I have ever heard. It broke my heart to delete my favorite prize pictures, but the trade-off was too good to pass up. I tried to maintain a poker face and gave a sheepish. I’m sure I see the faintest glimmer of a smile appearing, but you don’t comment.I ask what you’re doing here, and you explain that you’ve been working close to here for the last few days, but that the snow has stopped you from being able to drive home tonight. You tell me you’ve managed to book a room at the pub and will see what the roads are like in the morning.As you talk, I start to feel mesmerised by your voice, by your eyes, your presence. I’m worried that you’ll pick up on how attractive. It was a holiday. I dug out my kimono, and, daringly, removed my other clothing before slipping it on. With hands in pockets, it wasn't too obvious, I decided.Grabbing my bathroom kit, I opened the door to the guest room and saw them both. Lissa was at the table, reading the comics page from the newspaper. Denise was in the kitchen (the whole kitchen / dining room / living room were open to one another), doing something with a casserole pan on the kitchen island. "Good morning, little brother. "I want to be released from my bond," she said."Bond?" I queried."Yes, the one I gave to you all those months ago when you saved me from the blackness of space," she said."Yes, of course," I agreed, for in truth I had never taken it all that seriously anyway."Thank you, captain," she said, her face eased slightly. "I will be leaving then." Going after them?" I asked.It wasn't really a question for I already knew the answer."Yes," she replied. "Nobody else is doing anything, so I must." Yes," I.