It was a cool night outside but I opened the window anyway, lit two of the big church candles that Father Ed had given us, placed them to each side of...the bed and turned off the light. I turned to Wendy and, kissing my finger, placed it gently on her lips. Raising my hands to the buttons of her nightgown, I undid them one by one, slowly, deliberately, knowing we had all the time in the world. Her hands copied mine to undo my pajama top, and soon we stood nude facing each other as our fingertips. They’ll talk about that kiss.”“Good,” said Mandy. “Bunch of nosy Nancies.”“Look at it from their perspective,” said Bob. “Here I am, born and raised here. Had this or that to do with a string of also local women, but nothing ever stuck to the wall. Then, out of nowhere, you appear. Nobody knows who you are or where you came from. You’re drop dead gorgeous, even after a day of herding cows. You’re half my age. But you’re also strong, no shrinking violet, as was observed by how you handled that. Between groups, Sid would pour the contents of his urn into the second urn. Fred would hand him the second urn and call forth the next group. Sid was sure to let each loser know that maybe their luck would be better the next night. He congratulated each winner.Standing to the side, Connor was watching the proceedings with the other advisors. He looked over at Masterson and asked, "Can you believe it?" Yes I can," Masterson answered in a grumpy voice. "He gives our rooms to them."Peterson said,. ’ ‘Right…’ he said. ‘Nice flowers,’ she said. ‘Who’s birthday is it? I didn’t have anything in your calendar.’ ‘Oh,’ he said, flustered. ‘They’re for you. Three months of good work.’ ‘Thanks!’ she said, brightening a little. ‘Let me put them in water.’ With a luscious smile and eyes that glistened a little behind her glasses, she got up, took the flowers, and began to walk towards the staff room. He watched her go, and suddenly he had this feeling that everything that had been going well was at.