Some of the rooms still have velvet curtains from like the Civil War, and huge canopy beds. The house has been expanded over the years, so the layout ...doesn’t make much sense. Big rooms, little rooms, twisting hallways, staircases… there’s even a rumor about a secret passage, and then there’s the enormous cellar area underneath as well.And the attic, but nobody goes up there.The storm rages outside the house. It’s cold and miserable.Inside… it’s just another Friday night for CCL. No classes. I’ve been waiting to use that line on you.”“Hah! Your tan is nowhere near as good as Mila’s. Mila, you’re in next half. Since you don’t need more tan, I expect to see you being an active goalie, not lying in the goal box with a reflector.”There was much laughing.Coach made some minor tweaks to our offense plan and we returned to the pitch. Only a couple minutes in, their left wing broke free in the goal box somehow, but Mila was on her immediately, her left foot diverting that girl’s shot wide. The Non-Children were pretty flattered, and they definitely accepted the offers, but they made sure the other kids understood that this was just until the end of the cruise and that they all had their permanent pets waiting for them at home.When they all made it clear that they understood they separated into their chosen pairs to have a bit more fucking fun.DD separated to an abandoned corner of the sun deck to talk a little while with Gina and Abby; "so how do you feel," he asked smiling."Like. What would Cyd do?'His train of thought continued, 'Her first reminder was always the same; patience was the name of the game. But we were operating on a deadline. Put Cyd under a deadline and she would be looking for ways to extend the deadline, especially if it meant not doing something rash. So are we really operating on a deadline? No, it's not a deadline, but an artificial line in the sand to demonstrate Joanie's power. The best way to extend that deadline is to make Dave unavailable, but.