I had this really bad feeling that I wasnot going to like the answer.Damn! I was right; I didn't like the answer one little bit. Once I'dfully solidif...ied, I quickly looked around the room. Damn! Althoughthe sight greeting my eyes was a surprise of sorts, I had known allalong that bitch couldn't be trusted. "What is your wish, Mistress?"I asked slowly and deliberately, as I saw Gina standing there with mylamp held firmly in her hand.Just what kind of crap had happened between now and the last. . things in my hand, each dangling from a long chain. They were clearly not meant to be decorative, though that didn’t help me figure out the purpose for them; the two identical gold ovals were pretty, as most gold tends to be, but otherwise non-descript.I presented my open palm to Alistair in confusion, and his gasp echoed Aedan’s. And then, before I could react, he had taken one of the little lumps, jumped off the couch, and disappeared into our bedroom. I heard the door close, and when I. .?"Stephanie quickly looked down at her dress, then back up. "I'll wearmore next time!" she laughed."Hehhhhh!" Mrs. Rowan chuckled insincerely, and continued up to thesecond floor.Once Mrs. Rowan was out of sight and earshot, Stephanie's bright, toothysmile broke into a sneer. "God damn," she muttered. "Stuffy bitch."She clipped down a couple wood stairs onto the shag rug of the recessedliving room, where she paused to look at the collection of Billy Grahambooks on the mantle and the small. During a break Jamie overheard Leslie tell him that 'it was a bad time of the month for Jamie'. Riccardo nodded, and smiled in a patronizing way at Jamie for the rest of the workout. Jamie thought that despite the pain, Leslie could not have been more wrong. The last two days have been the best of her life.They finished the workout, bid goodbye to Riccardo, and headed over to breakfast. It was only then that Leslie hugged Jamie and told how excited she was about the news. Jamie blushed. Leslie.