<em>Bo coming from Outside (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=86349.msg3806174#msg3806174 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=86349.msg3806174#msg3806174)) to his bedroom via Miss Taylor's tour</em><br/><br/>Luxury and comfort was not something that generally impressed Bo, but the rich manner in which the castle was appointed did say something about the owner and the seriousness of the experiment.  By the time Miss Taylor deposited him in his room, Bo had a well developed mental map of the premises.  He thanked her kindly for the tour as he shut the door behind her, then leaned the duffel bag against the side of the large four-post bed and walked to the window.  The sea called to him like a siren's song, and he knew that he would be spending plenty of time in the water.  Perhaps one of the other guests would enjoy it as much as he, and not for the first time he wondered what his new family would be like.<br/><br/>Well, Miss Taylor had indicated 8pm, so he had some time to relax before he met his new friends.  He crossed back to his bag and pulled out a thin, rolled-up rubber mat.  Rolling it out on the floor beside the plush bed, he lied down on his back on the mat, interlocked his fingers across his abdomen, crossed his ankles, and dozed.  He trusted his internal clock to awaken him at the appropriate time.