By six, only half the guests were still there and Tom couldn’t remember when his folks left. Jenny and Tom had been absorbed in their own world. Th...ey talked about their lives and their hopes for the future. They compared the things they had in common and found there were many. They had risen to help themselves to some food and drink or to use the washroom, but otherwise they had been oblivious to the people around them. None of this escaped the notice of Ingrid. ‘Do I win the bet, then?’. Garrett didn't like her at all, but she was his sister and he felt bad about what was probably happening to her. No one deserved the beatings she was probably receiving.One cold, damp March evening Garrett heard someone slowly climbing the stairs to their second floor apartment. He listened to see if it was one of the upstairs tenants before he returned to the story he was reading while he sipped on his Balviene. The outer door opened, then there was a timid knock at his and Kathy's door. Kathy. . we were just messing around, weren't we?" he smiled, glancing down at my stiffened organ. "Helping each other out..." Exactly," I smiled. "It was just that when you were climaxing, you seemed to grow a little... well... contrite, perhaps." Yeah... I dunno... it suddenly seemed wrong, what we were doing. But now it's over, I'm okay again. It's just something that happens to me." Sex is something to be celebrated," I proposed, "not a cause for shame." Yeah, I know that," he agreed. "It's just. " Dureil said, pondering how to interpreted her words and actions. As a person of the highest class, he was used to the bigotry and guile games that were inseparable part of the status. To lead on someone was the most common conversation technique, which was mostly used by middle class or lower class merchants, far beneath the likes of Eden Formation's school principal. Nevertheless, that was what she done to him, and he, only at the end, noticed.Dureil did not expect Don to by sly with him, or.