“You mean a damsel-in-distress?” The guard corrected him. “Yeah that!” The youth replied, obliviously.He remembers when he was his age. Not to... different, really. The guard thought the matter over for a few moments but conceded. “Hmm. Fine. Let me see your sword then.” The guard said.Without hesitating, the young man unsheathes the sword and holds it out on his two palms for the guard to examine. The guard takes one of his gloves off to feel the blade with his bare skin - checking for any. I greet them and sit down for breakfast when the wedding organizers walk in to announce the schedule for the next couple of days and also the theme of the event tonight. Well, we had the briefing and then we headed out to shop some decent outfits for me as I haven’t got any appropriate clothes for the wedding. So we reach a shopping mall and then I try out a few and we get them and have lunch.Later I head back to the hotel to have a nap before going to the party, I know it was going to be. What can I do?’ Elizabeth muttered something that Stan didn’t catch. Then aloud, she told him ‘I’ll have a word and see how she feels about the guy. What’s his name?’ ‘Tom.’ ‘All right, Stan. I’ll speak to her.’ – – – – – – – – – – Sure enough, Elizabeth and Denise ate together at lunch, again. ‘I hear you have a date on Friday, Denise?’ asked Elizabeth. ‘Yes, I have! Stan’s been interrogated, I assume?’ Denise answered, with a raised eyebrow. ‘Yes, I may have asked him about last night, now. Its Friday morning around 8am, my hubby (Dave) has already left for work when I wake to a message on my phone from Mark (The black guy) saying "Morning Gorgous, I'm back in the UK and want to see you, pack things for a few days and my driver will pick you up at 11am" I quickly reply then bounce out of bed feeling so excited to see him. I make myself a cup of tea and enjoy a light breakfast and busy myself packing a selection of clothes and lingerie in a couple of cases, a lady can never have.