Someone slapped me repeatedly on the head. There were voices. Laughter. The squeal of tyres. The hysteria of a car zig-zagging back and forth roun... sharp corners.They parked up and shoved me out of the car. I sprawled on wet gravel, my hand grasping for the Taser in my pocket. I was on my back staring at the three guys approaching me. They were unbuckling their jeans with desperate hungry haste.I brandished the Taser at them. Two of them already had their cocks out and were jerking at. "Did she explain that our spirits are supposed to learn a series of lessons while living in each Dimension?"This time they were nodding yes."Okay, that makes it a bit easier. The Guidance Council's job is to monitor the beings that live in the Third Dimension to ensure they are making good progress on learning the lessons that they are supposed to learn while living in the Third Dimension."A while back, they came to the realization that during the past hundred years, Earth's societies have. Susan closed her eyes and reminisced about those couple of days last year in high school. She thought about how her two supposed friends had talked her into trapping her volleyball coach into some compromising pictures. It was just supposed to be a prank Susan thought. They were going to use the pictures at the year-end team get away as a joke. But when Susan found out that the two Divas were trying to get her favorite teacher and coach fired she realized the prank was much more serious.Susan's. This should have been a near-ideal date - pizza and girls in bikinis! - but I was already getting some negative impressions. There was too much overt sexuality going on (and I CAN'T believe I'm complaining about that!), most of the girls seemed far too sure of themselves, except a few that seemed sullen and annoyed, there was music playing too loudly from a portable stereo, and I'd seen far too many bottles of alcohol.A small amount of beer or wine would've been fine, but not as much as they.