The food disappeared in a much shorter period of time than it had taken Adrian to cook it, a sure indication of our healthy teenage appetites. I have ...o admit that we men were so hungry that we caught up and passed the girls, despite their three-minute start on us.That meant that we got to make the next pot of tea; Hamish having had the forethought to put the kettle back on before he sat down to eat. Jen was clearly training him well!The plates were all virtually clean; even the spilt egg yolk. ”“No need for that? Why, she has her own car? Can we call her instead?”“Uh... yes, but... no. Well... do you promise me you won't laugh at me, or think I'm weird?”“Of course not, we're buddies, right?”“Right. Well, I was thinking... you said it has to be someone that loves me and we could trust our secret... well... I... uh... my mom loves me and we can trust her... do you think maybe...?”“I see... well, maybe it could work”“Yeah, but... it's kinda weird...”“Well, I don't see it that way. You. I have this really weird feeling that I am being watched, so look around me to see who the culprit is. Strange. Everyone is busy talking, dancing or drinking. I dismiss this feeling and find my way to the kitchen to grab some snacks from the buffet. I have just refilled my glass when I spot a few people I know from work. Time passes as I’m engaged in conversation with my peers. Typical gossip-y conversation ensues. It looks like Stacey is pregnant again. I hope she knows who the father is this. "And you certainly could be one. A friend, I mean. Not my Aunt. Unless you really hit things off with my uncle--" You have a tendency to ramble when you're nervous don't you?" The red-headed heroine stepped over a webbed criminal and came within arm's reach of Arachnid-Kid. "That's going to annoy Mid-Knight to no end."Kid was glad that his mask covered his entire face, allowing his gaze to linger to her gently jiggling cleavage as he kept his face turned toward her. The masked teenager often.