In one corner her dog, and the other her husband. She could hear the boxing bell ring, and she could picture the two of them sitting opposite each oth...er in the ring, snoring to see who’s the loudest. It’d have to be one for the judges, it was too close to call. The snow continued to fall. Her eyes fluttered from flake to flake, as they danced in the light of the street lamp. It shined into the window, and bounced half-hazardly around the room. She slithered her arm across his chest and under. Her eyes blazed open at the sight of the grand house in front of them. They drove the remaining half a mile to the reception porch of this eighteenth century country pile. “We’re not staying here are we? This place is astonishing, how expensive is it to stay here? You know I don’t have clothes to wear in a place like this don’t you?” Her questions came quick and fast. “Kira, trust me,” was all he responded with. As he brought the car to a halt around the turning circle a number of staff came. She said now come on, tell me you didn't look at the computer. I dropped my head just enough that I didn't have to answer. She said you are a little pussy you know that? I looked up and tried to defend myself. But she cut me off. She said I can control you so easy. All I have to do is wear pantyhose of stockings and allow you to see my legs and you will do anything I ask you to. She was 100% correct. After supper she stood up and untied the bathrobe, she took it off and folded it up. She was. Sarah agreed, but only for a little while. The strong friend she was, she knew I needed more time alone with Laura and the kids.The weatherman was wrong, and it never really rained. So, the four adults sat out back in the Adirondack chairs while the girls played outside. Laura and I explained the events of the previous day for the first hour and Sarah and Bobby just grinned with approval and happiness for us both. They both said a lot of their prayers seemed like they’re being answered.It was.