”“Then why do it tonight?” Kara asked.“According to Andrei, all the services this week are celebrated ‘by anticipation’. So the Bridegroom...Matins services that are done Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday are done in the evening instead of the next morning.”“Why?” Jessica asked.“Andrei didn’t know. We could always ask Father Basil.”“Let’s go in!” Kara said.We walked into the small church building which was dimly lit, with most of the light coming from oil lamps hanging in front of icons and dozens of. It was to be a torment that near drove me to distraction. If I thought my bladder was full as I waddled to my position, imagine my position as the big bottle of orange juice and the coffee began to arrive into an already over-full bladder.Those cameras recorded every tiny grimace every grunt every groan, as slowly, oh so very slowly, my torment increased from mild discomfort through painful to excruciating, and way beyond. I have no idea what was happening to the girl though I could hear her. ’ Feeling slightly ridiculous Alec assured him he would, ‘keep an eye on her.’ They had about a kilometre to walk to get to the motel but when Rachel’s father offered to drive them she said, ‘No thanks dad, the walk will do us good.’ Making their way to the motel Rachel reverted to her reticent self again. Alec felt almost as if none of that family warmth and love had taken place. When they parted to go to their rooms Alec said, ‘Thank you for inviting me, it’s been a very enjoyable day.’. I was left again, no one to play with. A few years went buy, I hit 19, still stayed in contact with Marcus, but nothing serious. Then I met Martin. Martin was about 34 when I met him, he worked at a place I just started at, openly gay, not flamboyant, just a really great guy to get along with, we started hanging out, going for the odd beer here and there, he photographed my band when we gigged, we had a good time as friends. One evening he invited me over for some food, we ate, had a beer or.