”Lauren rolled over and Grace pulled up the covers. “Sweet dreams, baby. Yell if you need anything.”Grace turned off the light but left the door...open. She felt a sigh of relief knowing that Lauren had no recollection of her truck flashing episode. And that’s how it would remain…at least for now.Lauren woke up at midnight and had to pee. She made her way to the bathroom, and sat down on the toilet. For some reason her pussy felt sore but she had no idea why. She didn’t remember anything from the. Block her path. The final straw had been when some creep peeled off a strap from her dress. Disgusted and embarrassed, she elbowed the bastard in his nose. His blood was still on her elbow as she stormed out of the party, eager to go home. By the time the frat brothers and the perp realized what had happened, she was already far enough away where they wouldn’t be able to find her. But that’s not why she was sitting on a staircase, crying. She wasn’t afraid of them catching her. No, she could. " It started me on a completely new Heinlein journey.I'd read "Methuselah's Children" many, many times. The main character in the book was Lazarus Long, a man who had happened to live several "normal' lifespans and the head of a family of long lived people who ended up being persecuted for their "secret" to long life.My old friend was thousands of years old in this one, thought he had done all there was to do and had given up. He was convinced to tell his life story to a computer, then they. ." Much improved. More feminine .... Yes I am sure you are rightSophie. She certainly is much more feminine isn't she? I noticedthat too. All that old rebelliousness completely vanished. Don'tyou agree dear?" Yes Miss Grace. As you say she is .... is much more at ease withherself, much calmer now." Yesssss." With the long sibilants Grace de Messembry seem to weighDavid's opinion. Turning it round. Looking at it from differentangles."A change of air, of environment, such as provided.