Terry sighed as she failed miserably to find the much sought after cork screw. She had managed to find what she deemed to be everything else she could possibly ever need in a kitchen bar the one item that she required. She had to admit that some of the items were beyond her understanding for what they would be used for as she closed the drawer. She gave Jerry a firm hug from behind resting her head on his shoulder a moment.<br/><br/>"Just going to ask Grace where I can find a cork screw won't be long love."<br/><br/>She brushed her lips lightly against one shoulder before she turned and made her way back upstairs. She did not consider calling out to Grace that she was coming to give her a chance to make herself decent. The girls had seen each other mid change of clothes before numerous times so she felt no need to announce herself.  Though as she stepped through the bedroom door a smile on her face it took a few seconds for the scene before her to actually make sense.<br/><br/>She could see the firm , muscular back of a man and Grace wearing just a pink robe from what she could tell. For a moment she wondered if Jim and Dani had returned and she had missed it when she had been in the shower though it was as her gaze fell on the mans hair that she inhaled sharply.<br/><br/>She noticed the hand high up on Grace's thigh, his other hand on her cheek and the intimate closeness that should only be shared between partners. For a moment she was tempted to simply depart from the room and leave the two to what ever desires they obviously had for each other but she was loyal to Jim and Dani also. It was as she remembered the look that had crossed Dani's face earlier in the pool. "<em>Were Grace and Bobby having a affair? Had they had one? Does Dani know or suspect?</em>" Unaware of that night between the two couples Terry did not think bad on any one. This sometimes could happen. She had always believed she was some what sister like to the group and that had spared her seeing any of the men as attractive beyond mentioning. Though she felt torn between the four she cleared her throat and managed to keep her face and gaze as judgment free as possible. Her years as a teacher helped but her tone of voice had changed to her normal quiet tone. Her voice seemed to have concentrated, seemed to be deeper and to the pair hopefully sounded loud enough to  cause them to jump apart but she knew the sound would barely carry a foot behind her. No one down stairs would hear a thing.<br/><br/>"I see this is a bad moment to come asking for a cork screw."<br/><br/>The sentence was mundane and did not hint at any feeling she had to the two. Terry had always been one to let people live their own lives as they saw fit and was one of the least judging people she knew. Her gaze showed concern for what she saw rather than anger or upset at the scene she had stumbled on.