She quickly entered the booth and turning she shut and locked the door saying, "We don't want to be disturbed do we?"She too wore the same crimson red...micro skirt showing plenty of the satin gold coloured panties beneath. I was given a dressing gown and asked to undress and slip into it so as to avoid any possibility of splashes ending up on my clothes. I was dubious of doing so; not because I doubted the reasoning behind it, but because I had a semi hard on and felt a little embarrassed by. We were cited for not having a properly registered home school and not sending our children to public school.As we were dealing with that, the Department of Homeland Security paid us an unannounced visit. They wanted to know what we were doing out in the wilderness with so many teenage girls, so many pregnant teens, and so many young mothers. I can still hear dad coughing when the DHS agent asked if we were a cult and if we recognized the authority of the US Government.We all transported to the. “Is it just me, or did she get worse over the course of the day?” he asked Perra.The younger woman sighed as she crawled under the covers, “Something similar happened a while back on one of the nights you were gone. I think it was after your encounter with the gargoyles if I’m not mistaken. She came to check on me and fell hitting her head. I came out and helped her up into her chair and we sat there and talked for a while, mostly about you, until the bleeding stopped. When I took her back to. He could tell it wasn't asmudge because he could still see the extraordinary detail of the skin'ssurface. He zoomed in further, but that made it too big to make anythingout. It just seemed to be part of her skin, but a little darker. Sheprobably spilt something on herself, he thought, and they didn't noticewhen they were taking the picture. A skin discolouration of some sort. Abirthmark.He closed the picture, shut down the computer, put on the dishwasher,tossed the empty chocolate box into the.