One's hair fell in golden curls, the other sleek and straight. Blouses had to be opened and skirts hiked up to the waist to accommodate the electrodes...and other sensors. Mrs. Robinson, clad in a clean white lab coat, used the remote control to adjust the fold in the bed until they were both comfortable.Gabrielle and I were next door in the observation room, watching the experiment unfold through a large mirrored window and the test equipment monitors. I worried that with me in a separate room,. During the night I tossed and turned, dreaming of the punishment I had seen that day, and the punishment that I would be going through tomorrow.“Kylie.” I blinked and opened my eyes to the sound of my Dad’s gruff voice, “Wake up, come into the living room.” I looked at him from my fluffy white full sized bed. “Now.” He ordered.I got up, my pink tank top clung to my body like saran wrap, and my white cotton panties were the only bottom wear I was clad with. Embarrassed, I quickly made my way to. ..., was ik er maar nooit aan begonnen.Maar ik ben nu te ver gegaan. Er is geen weg terug.Gelaten zet ik koffie. Ik doe zo goed mogelijk mijn best. Zorg dat dekopjes brandschoon zijn, poets het dienblad nog eens op. Pas als ikzeker weet dat alles er perfect uitziet, breng ik alles naar de salon.Nog even wacht ik met inschenken, maar als ik hoor dat mevrouw Helga detrap af komt, schenk ik de koffie voor haar en voor mij in.Mevrouw Helga is nu vriendelijk. Ze vraagt wat over mijn werk en ikvertel. Then we went off to find Annette and Sister Gabe.Breakfast with the team was animated and full of kinetic energy. Everybody was raring to go, but Sister Gabe and Annette passed on the hint Ann had provided. Silence descended pretty quickly as most of the team realized every other team wanted the chance to beat the unbeatable Saints.Annette quickly brought their spirits back up though and said we hadn't made it this far worrying about who we were playing, just as long as we gave it our best..