No one stayed long, just enough to be sociable.There was even a path worn in the carpet inside the house, leading from the door to the bathroom. Peopl...e even joked about it as Betsy had discovered when she had needed to visit the facilities on one of her first visits.Sally said, “At least you get a chance to talk with him, don’t you?”“Not really,” Betsy said.“How can you not talk to him, if you’re over there every night?” Sally asked incredulously.Betsy answered, “I spend all of my time there. She waited while Dan stepped inside the tub. He lowered his body into the still water and positioned his arms along either side of the edge. He motioned with his hands for her to follow him inside and when Nick winked at her she knew this was it. A desire about to be fulfilled. A fantasy about to come true. She slid down into the water up next to him, with Nick holding her hand to steady her. That would be very embarrassing, to finally get something she’d waited so long to be real, and end up. We then felt our Seers working through us again as they examined the ward from the inside, gathering a lot more data to permit them (presumably) to push a hidden portal through it.As soon as we had an acknowledgement that they were finished we then set off on the main part of our mission to discover what the hell the Sidhe were up to that required such a need to hide their activities from us.It was soon apparent that the Sidhe inside the ward had become lazy. There was no real pattern of. Trains tend to get my crotch watch attention as people look bored and rarely talk to anyone else. I am also conscious of men of all ages looking at me. Since I wear long skirts little do they realise I am without underwear and wet and aroused so they seem to dismiss me as potentially exciting unless my pert nipples cause stares.Sometimes on a train I notice an older man with bulge and the classic closing his eyes and just peeping at me occasionally. If the train is not too busy I tend to smile.