Just in case, retrieve your cell phone from the studio first. The phone was still turned on; the battery was still charged. Argh!I couldn't call Jason... but I could call Sara. I looked up her number and dialed. No answer. I didn't leave a message, but I added her phone number as speed-dial number four.The ham and cheese sandwich tasted like cardboard. The coca cola was flat.The movie Barbie rented wasn't any more interesting this morning than it was last night.Two o'clock.Take a swim. Exercise.. They should also learn to keep things to themselves that might get them fired by the hotel or spanked by me.” I said, loud enough for everyone to hear.Debbie was nodding her agreement. “It didn’t sound like the girls were having a tough time this morning but it’s better for me to make assumptions about what they were doing during their work hours than for them to open their mouths and remove all doubt.”Both girls looked at what they were doing and picked up the pace a little bit but didn’t. ’ ‘Of course I’ll be there, if she wants me to be.’ They turned and entered the house, going to the living room where Erica and the other rescued telepaths, Minnie, Ruth, Anita, and T’sahn were talking with Susie. She was saying, ‘I know I can’t communicate like you guys do, but I have some information about the breeders I bet you don’t have, and about how the eggs are started, and how the drones from that hatchery will be different from ones produced at other sites around the country.’ ‘What. Rubbing ones genitalia against an upright pole, which is representative of the male penis, and grinding ones buttocks against the real thing, may or may not, be pleasurable the the girl performing the act.The above, if you care to believe it, was written by a fifteen year old girl, I should know, as I am that girl, and my English Master was a man in his fifties.I watched as he read through my wordings, he was fidgeting in a slightly uncomfortable manner, my imagination and the putting together.