As discretely as I could, I refilled her glass. "Take your time, sweetheart, there's a whole evening to go yet."Dina's speech was absolutely wonderful..., so filled with love and emotion. I wondered at how she managed not to cry, on the contrary, she was radiant.The DJ for the evening was himself a very well-known radio personality, tonight he was on top form, he told me that he'd almost forgotten what it was like back in his first mobile days doing weddings and he was having a whale of a. Max recognised the electrical clicking sound straight away. On many occasions, the hospital guards had zapped him for being violent. “But not today,” he thought. Staying still and low, he waited for the guard to get closer to him.“I hope this isn’t one of your Halloween pranks Barbara,” the guard called out.Max jumped up like a jack in a box. Surprising the guard for a split second, which was enough for Max to take advantage. Grabbing the guard’s wrist with his free hand, knocking the taser out. She tore open a small brightly wrapped present which contained a pair of red nylon panties and a matching slip, she gave them a brief glance and then cast them aside and continued to rip open the rest of her presents. I had trouble tearing my eyes away from them desperate to rescue them from her.We continued to open the rest of the presents and mum came in with a bag for the rubbish I helped her to clear up and waited for my sister to leave the room. She did leave but unfortunately took all of. “She’s posted a new story. I have to write a scathing review now.” Sandy rolled his eyes. “Without even reading it?” “I don’t even need to read them anymore. Two implausibly handsome men meet, initially dislike each other, end up having tender and loving sex with lots of flowers and sparkles.” I shrugged. “Oof.” Sandy had gotten up and dropped into my lap. “I’ll help,” he said. “Fine.” “If you write scathing reviews, nobody’s going to believe you don’t care,” he said, leaning forward to.