"You know how we'll usually see Kennyand Warren walking home after school - but never on Monday!" Like, you think coach's taking more pictures, or som...thing?" Or something. You want to try to find out what's going on?" Not if coach finds out and beats the shit out of us!" Remember that time we had to go way into the back of the MechanicalTechnology Storage Room where almost no one ever goes? And we found thatgrill over an air conditioning duct that we could remove and the duct wasbig enough. "I'mbaaaaaack," Sarah sung, way too loudly.Keep it down, Sarah!My eyes looked down at my chest, with my recently re-donned bra holdingup my perky breasts. Sarah jutted out my chest to get a good look. "Can'tbe having that, can we?" She reached behind my back and removed my bra,letting my breasts once again fall freely. She took them in my hands."Mmmmm, where were we?"I could feel a growing wetness down below, as Sarah squeezed my boobstight. She ran my fingers down my flat stomach and began to. Was I really that prudish? Really that uptight? She came back out with my panties in her outstretched palm and handed then to me. I could immediately smell an aroma and I felt a wet spot in my hand, along with a kind of tingle down below."There's yours," she looked me in the eye the whole time, "time to give me mine back." I started to walk towards the bathroom but Marge grabbed my shoulders tightly. "No," she had a crazy look in her eyes, "right here. Do it here." I was like a bird in front of. She glanced back again, intending to clear additional space for the woman to step through, if she appeared. With a shock, Rebecca realized the gate wasn’t there. No oval hung in the air.“What? No!” she cried. Circling the space formerly occupied by the portal, she discovered no telltale line drawn on the air; running her hands frantically through the empty space yielded no hard surface. Leda had taken the gate.“No!” she screamed again. “Leda!” Grabbing the tote, she hurled it through where the.