Then, the second part of Lady Colton’s words sunk in. He would not look at those ladies. He was true to her, Harriet. He had not given up on their m...arriage. The thoughts caused a blissful smile to appear on her face.“Yes, we were meant for each other,” she said, but then her face changed and she sobered. “I must not forget this in the future.”“That duel?” Lady Colton asked with sympathy.Harriet just nodded, whilst Siobhan’s eyes switched between both women, trying to understand. Harriet saw the. What do you have to say for yourself?” I dropped my eyes and blushed an even deeper red. “I… I.. Didn’t know miss. I know them I just couldn’t do them in time.” My voice trailed off into silence. I bent my head and began to shuffle my feet. She spoke sharply to me. “Stand straight and look at me when I am talking to you. Do you mean to tell me that you have no excuse for this work”.“I’ I’m sorry miss.” I could hardly speak. My legs were trembling as I watched her sit back in her chair. Her eyes. "My name is Retta Kodowsky and I'm in The Program this week," stated a tall, well-built blonde wearing only a pair of high heels."Hi, Retta," everyone replied."My problem is with my boyfriend," she explained. "This week he's seeing me naked for the first time, and he acts like it's nothing." What did you expect?" asked Crystal."Well, I thought he would look at me differently, or try to feel me up, or have more sex or something," Retta explained. "But he only looks at my feet and shoes, the same. She looked around for a moment and saw a door labeled "storm cellar" and walked toward it. It was open a little ways and she peaked through it.At the bottom of two flights of stairs she saw a dim light, and could smell smoke from a wood furnace. 'Is some one living here?' she thought to herself. She was to curious to turn back down. It felt like it took forever to get down those stairs, one painful quiet foot step at a time until she reached the bottom. The room was quite big, and lined with.