"To get you used to your finery," she said.I had barely begun undoing my dress when there was a sudden crash and anenormous explosion. The house shook...and some of the ceiling fell on me,knocking me to the floor and covering me with dust. I spat out the dustin my mouth and struggled to my feet being aware of the terrifiedscreaming of the other girls.When I looked out of the door, the stairs were half torn away and thehouse was filled with smoke and dust. As the air cleared I saw that alarge part. To make the story more impersonal, though, she would change her name to Janie when telling it. Her story started several years earlier. The theatre director, Michael, was an internationally famous actor, equally well-known for his wild and lascivious life-style, as well as his addiction to whisky and to women. To everyone’s astonishment, he had recently married an internationally famous film star, their photographs blazoned over all the press and society magazines. A well-matched couple was the. “And waste the supper I packed us? Not a chance. Get changed, Nathaniel.”She waited for him on the blanket in the larger clearing, trying to avoid thinking about him just down the hill, naked and damp ... and hoping she’d wash his back. She shook her head and rolled her eyes, choosing instead to lay out the picnic that she’d organised. It was nothing remarkable – some fresh game, caught by one of the Dalish hunters who’d been helping supply the army, some bread and cheese, and a rather. John - "??Que paso?! ?Mi voz? Porque suena como la tuya, bueno como yo,como Valerie, ???qu? me hiciste??!"Valerie - "Tranquilo John, solo intercambie nuestras mentes, pens? sobrelo que dijiste ayer y bueno, yo he estado buscando con quien intercambiarvidas por un rato y experimentar el otro lado, te eleg? porque confi? enque no har?s nada est?pido, tienes un futuro planeado y no quieresarruinarlo haciendo algo tonto mientras estas en mi cuerpo, aun as? metome una peque?a medida de seguridad por.