’ Deidre said quietly. Darius became still and stiffened. His eyes narrowed. He looked like a caged animal that was ready to pounce. He glared a Dei...dre, as she spoke. Jason remembered seeing this look in his eye when they were younger just before he would snap. Darius fist clinched, his limbs shook. He felt as if his head was in a vice and about to explode. Then he saw Jason move in front of Deidre. As if he thought he’d hurt her. That’s when he realized he needed air. Jason moved to stand. It was no special occasion, just the dance that is held every other Saturday night. My wife Amy loves to dance and is a very good dancer while I, on the other hand, have the proverbial two left feet, so I take her every other weekend and let her dance her heart out. There is no shortage of men willing to dance with her - she is drop dead gorgeous - and men seem to like her company. A friend once asked me why I allowed her to dance with all those different guys, "Don't you know that everyone of. So, when we sat together over a cup of tea, I asked her why.It turned out that she missed her husband and had no-one who took an interest in her.Well, after knowing that I started to give her compliments and say how nice she looked, notice a new dress etc.After a few weeks, I noticed she seemed to welcome our little chats more and more. On one visit she even gave me sly kiss on the cheek as a thank you. The next time she leaned in to kiss my cheek, but I kissed her full on the lips for just a. ”Suddenly I felt like the whole operation was on my shoulders and I felt a fear and trepidation that I would screw something up. With a wave of his hand and a shout to “Take up the slack!” the four teams stepped forward, crackling their traces with tension. The belay teams stood stock still, their belay ropes being paid out through a guide block behind them. Each main post had a manual pole also pinned temporarily to them so that groups of men could guide the posts up, locking them in place.