....we saw each other that wek he came by for a quicky..friday afternoonI went over to my friends house his Son opened the door he let me in he told m... he would be alone until sunday evening,I told him I was back to spemd the night countue from kast weekLater we went to bed and are sey was even better then the first time..Saturday he wanted to go out witn me we went out to eat and we went to a disco nd there I was gettig asked to dance alwas end u ina dark part of te disco where I was getting. Pamela was merely a joke to him; he knew ofPamela's gender mis-match and of her relationship with Roger, both ofwhich he found amusing. "Sara would never wear any of my clothes, sir." Why's that?" Ah..., I don't know, sir. " Pamela replied. She found herself wishingthat Amanda hadn't required her to address all men as "sir" and allwomen as "ma'am" or, even worse, as "mistress". "Maybe, I guess....,well..., Sara's sometimes a bit..., ashamed?... of me. Because I'm...,different, you know...". Many of the samurai came to visit Uneme hoping to cheer him up, but none could. Samanosuke would visit a few times a day and would watch as his close friend's conditioned worsened. While sitting beside Ukyo and trying to give him tea, Uneme walked by his room and peered in, his face was somber and he too was as worried as Samanosuke. Samanosuke watched as Ukyo's conditioned improved just by watching Uneme. When Uneme departed, Ukyo returned to his pitiful world. Samanosuke, however, knew what. She knew he was up from the sound of the toilet then shower. John Baker was a creature of habit. He expected, no, demanded, that his meals be prepared exactly on time, that the house be cleaned and maintained in a certain way, and that the yard be the best in the neighbourhood. Honey was glad that at least he contracted the yard work, she didn’t think she’d be able to handle that as well as the housework. Baker sat at the dining table at exactly 7:45, as he did every morning. Honey served his.