It had been a long day and she was looking forward to getting out of her clothes before taking a long soak in the tub. She ran her bath making sure th...re we're plenty of bubbles. She'd really gotten to like them over the years, and had become a real girly girl, although the business suit she was wearing didn't reflect that all that well. When her bath was run, she stripped out of her purple suit, removed her jacket, blouse and stepped out of her skirt. She stared into the full length mirror,. All had been given the promise of ascent to heaven with no blemish on their souls.Leaving Hafie with Candy and Cindy, the older ladies (Margaret included) subsequently cornered David in his office when he got back."What did you know about the selectees being sent here this morning?" Carol asked in her prosecutorial voice? "And when did you know it?" Give the man a break, Carol" Margaret said. "I doubt he knew of this. Besides he wasn't here, remember?" Was there some kind of mix up?" David. Sometime much later she fell asleep.The first rays of sunlight beating into the tent was all that was needed to awaken the distraught girl. She had slept curled into a foetal position on top of her sleeping bag to tired and confused to crawl under the covers. The memories of the previous evening came flooding back and she again began to quietly sob. Gradually she collected her thoughts and immediately became aware of the wet mess under her hip. Sometime during the night the plug of boar semen. She smiled warmly and held out her hand and greeted me and drew me inside closing the door behind me.The room was low-ceilinged and remarkably cool. I had no idea how I was supposed to address her but somehow managed to mutter, “thank you, Miss,” hoping that was the polite way but she corrected me.She told me to call her Agnes but seemed to stress that this was temporary and might change. This both worried and excited me. She led me to a chair and I sat down in it. She sat in the chair next to.