~~~ Vince- All gathered in the Great Room -- An offer<br/><br/>Grouped in two separate places. Vince smirked.  It was his secondary social all over again. The night the Protestant girls from Norlin Airlann came to Christ Church Boys for a social. All the beautiful wall flowers waiting for shy boys to ask them to dance.<br/><br/>“Angus!” Vince called out suddenly and strolled boldly over to the women. “MUSIC!! Tis ah Home commin I’m tinkin!”<br/><br/>His smile warm and hand open to them as an inviting to one of them who would dare come dance with him first.  He wanted to meet them all. To dance them in this hall as each one held in his strong arms while they trusted him to care for them as they danced.<br/><br/>Every man knew trust began in a dance. Hers blindly as he guided her with the beat and melody of the music. Strolling with her around the room confidently as he would lead her in this life they would make together.<br/><br/>He trusted her to surrender to his decisions. Not try to lead the dance from her position but to add to the flavor of it with her own rhythm and desire that she offered to him. Her touch, her body pressed to his. Could there be no other intimate exchange while fully clothed then the trust a dance required from two stranger who would soon be sharing partners. Let us dance, his eyes said.<br/><br/>“Who shall share ah dance first with me?” Mischief in his eyes as lively music filled the hall.  “Take me hand. Be mine!”<br/><br/>