Something told me, we would not be strangers for much longer. I reached down as she began to stand up, put my hand under her chin and guided her lips ...to mine – I was not disappointed, she tasted so sweet and responded straight away, teeth open, tongues entwined. We held each other close for a while enjoying the moment. We broke off the kiss and stood looking at each other for a moment. That was lovely, I said, I have to get back to the boys very soon, to finish my fun with them, but would you. "This is no unfortunate woman constable. This is an upstanding member of my flock. And yet, I have brought her to ... This!Holmes snaked a supportive arm around Forty. "My friend, I think your collar stud may calm her. If I may?"Forty blinked, and with a soul-wrenching sigh he unpinned the stud and dropped it into Ned's extended palm."Well done. That is the first step complete." said Ned. He then walked towards the ungainly woman. "Mrs Newcombe? See what I have here ... It is from. You know what I mean.” She smiled, knowing what he must be thinking.” “I’m sorry Miss Kavanaugh-“ “Kayd.” “Uh, yes, miss … I can’t let anyone up unless they have permission from Mr. Neilson. Let me see if he left any requests.” He started to shuffle through some unorganized papers on his desk. After a few more shuffles, he looked up at her, a slight disappointment in his eyes. “I’m afraid he hasn’t left any instructions to let you up to his office.” He explained. “But I need my purse! It has. The applause had died down, but began again when the trio came back into the state dining room. Steve and Jordan stepped away from Gwen and applauded her along with the rest of the audience. Gwen blushed again and then went over to hug Lisa, Kate, Paula and Ted. Finally it was quiet enough for the orchestra to start playing. Steve found himself dancing the first dance with Michelle D’Anjou. She was a very pretty dark haired girl of seventeen. She danced gracefully and Steve enjoyed the dance.