Billy and I sat on the settee in the corner but not far from the bed (it wasn’t a big room) and Nic and Pierre lay down together on the bed. We watc...hed them as they kissed and began to run their hands over each other’s bodies, and they whispered to each other, probably suggestive, dirty, talk but as it was in French it meant nothing to us. I was beginning to feel uncomfortable watching this and quite embarrassed. I reached for Billy’s hand and he gave mine a reassuring squeeze, but I whispered. It's said the head chef believes that ALL should be able to taste the fine delicacies that emerge from his legendary kitchen.Following the hostess you can tell that the entire restaurant is packed. As always. Customers fill every chair, every booth, every stool. Anticipation and eagerness fills their eyes. It's easy to tell the novices from the veterans. The former appear normal, merely curious, if a bit excited due to all they hype. The latter on the other hand appear even more excited.. He wasn't really guilty of anything but an under active imagination though. I could tell that Jane had known it all along and I didn't blame her for not letting Carl in on the full story. No doubt she'd been scared he would try to do something about it and that would have been for nothing. He couldn't have straightened out four thousand raving maniac men if he'd had a hundred trained dogs, not to mention the impossibility with the dozen or so he did have. It took enough firepower to take on all. .No. He mustn't risk being disabled yet. Not until he was settledin. Suppose he was ill, really ill and someone called a neighbour?What if ....? He must first prepare for all eventualities. Perhapstry cutting down on them. Once a day for a week and then once everyother day, or perhaps or twice in three days or.... He must plan.Must work out a routine. Stick to it rigidly but at the same timebe flexible to accommodate any variations in his physicalreactions.He would start tomorrow. Just cutting.