.. it’s really you!” Karen leaned over and kissed me as if we had never been estranged at all.“It’s me, sis. Alive and ... well, as well as ca... be expected, given everything. What was our little feud about, anyway?” I asked my freckled, pale, rather pleasantly plump ginger of a sister.“You left the Lutheran Church, remember? Mom and Dad forgave you quickly, didn’t care as much, but I was a seminary student back then. Well, as you can see, I kinda left that career track and went into nursing. So. I quickly got out of the bed and ran down the hallway to my room, jumped into bed and cried myself to sleep. In the morning neither of us said anything for a long while. We made our own breakfasts and found something to occupy our time by ourselves. It wasn’t until later in the afternoon, that Alice approached me while I was reading in the living room and quietly uttered, “Kathy, we have to talk.” I didn’t know how to respond, so I just sat there staring at my book with a blank look on my. As the girls and I were usuals and as it got busier we would always get let in before others because the bouncers and owners knew us so well, we even had our own table at the front. While we sat there and watched Jeremy and the other guys I could swear Jeremy would look at me, but I had always thought it was just because he noticed us from every week. Never in my wildest dreams had I thought he would be interested in me, simply because I wasn’t the typical skinny little blonde with big tits. "Now for the second part of this great spell." Hrolant mixed a few more powders together and painted a small new design on Ansolm's stomach. Then he bowed low to Lady Bertreise. She seemed to understand. She stood and modestly opened her robe. The other men, even the King looked away. Hrolant painted a similar design on the Lady and had her close her robe.He gently touched Lady Bertreise's robe just above her stomach. Then, with a sweeping gesture, he raised that hand from her, moved.