‘Let’s go,’ she whispered, rising up from the ground, a pale ghost, shining luminously in the light of the moon. The man followed her, treading... a few paces behind, keeping his eyes focussed on the back of her head as they neared the fast-flowing Humber River. The ground here was wet and muddy, pools of water lurking in potholes all around them, left behind when the river had returned to its banks. As they continued to descend, drawing closer to the water’s edge, cliffs began to rise up around. It's not often I get feedback from a reader who is flesh and blood. I just wish more readers would write back." She paused and then looked at Mike quizzically, "What do you mean, really hetero?"He took another sip of his port and in his best pedantic and slightly tipsy voice said, "Everyone is bi. It's just a continuum. Some people are way to the Homo side and some are way to the Hetero side, but everyone is bi to some degree. Leah's real diesel but still bi."Leah sat up straight and jumped in,. Our house was filled with family photos. We kids had all we could ask for growing up. I had graduated from high school with an average GPA. I was popular in certain circles but I was never the spotlight grabber. I stayed away from the sluttier departments of school life like cheerleading. That’s why my sex life included an emotional attachment rather than an impressive profile. I had changed a couple of boyfriends but I knew it wasn’t just for the sake of having one that I was with someone. " Since then the maid had been below, and like every one else she thought the young ladies were in their own room; Madame Danglars, therefore, went to bed without a shadow of suspicion, and began to muse over the recent events. In proportion as her memory became clearer, the occurrences of the evening were revealed in their true light; what she had taken for confusion was a tumult; what she had regarded as something distressing, was in reality a disgrace. And then the baroness remembered that.