"OK," I said. I riffled through the pages and stopped on the one that always made me think of Julie."Number 57." Just start it," Trish said."Being you... slave," I read, "what should I do but tend / Upon the hours and times —" No, Beth does the next line," Julie said. "Keep it going to your right." Upon the hours and times of your desire," Beth said.Julie was quick and flawless: "I have no precious time at all to spend..."Trish: "Nor services to do, till you require." Nor dare I —," Dana began.. The door opened. ‘Hey Marie-Anne!’ ‘Hello Martin! It’s me!’ she said with a broad smile. There he was, standing in front of her. ‘Bonjour Martin!’ she said again, in French this time to conpensate for her self-consciousness. ‘Hallo Marie-Anne!’ he answered in Dutch. They were standing in front of each other, looking at each other. Smiling. They both felt a bit awkward. She stepped forward and told him he looked just like… him! ‘Yes, you too Marie-Anne!’ ‘You told me it was two kisses on the. “But Jágr took care of that in OT.”The food was finally set out and after Father Basil gave the blessing, everyone got in line to fill their plates. I ate and drank and danced. Jessica wasn’t drinking, so she’d drive home, which let me drink vodka with the men. I silently thanked Vanya Voronin for the practice, and managed to keep up with some serious Russian drinking.When the party wound down around 5:30am, the four of us got into the car, and Jessica drove us home. We delivered Jesse to his. Burns... " She had stopped stuttering, but he wouldn't let her talk."Tracy, what would your parents say if they saw what you were doing here tonight?" He looked at her, his eyes piercing into hers. "Don't answer, we both know what that would mean, don't we?" She meekly nodded. And felt she had to say something, anything. There had to be a way out of this. He didn't seem like such a bad sort of guy. In fact, the way he was leering at her now suggested a ray of hope. She played into it, hoping it.