We went back to dancing after the next song. We tried to be more discrete after that. We still managed to press ourselves together pretty close as we ...anced without getting chewed out by the chaperones again.When the dance was over, I took Michelle out to the parking lot to wait for my mom to pick us up. We talked about school for a couple minutes. I asked if she wanted to get together Monday after school to study history. Michelle said "Sure, why not."Michelle and I kissed some more. This time. Since the attack and the Miracle, the Church of the Living Gods – as the worshipers of Master and Mistress called themselves – had set up a large tent on the empty lot where our Masters are building their mansion. So it made sense to build the gate. Most of us sluts went to the nightly worship services. They were so much fun! All the worshipers saw us as disciples of their Gods, and treated us like we were royalty.Plus the worship orgies were a blast!Desiree and I decided to be married at the. I WAS WRONG.The change rooms were unlocked, the showers were available, however, the door to the pools were LOCKED.So, what to do? I stripped naked, alone in the change room, I decided to shower.Side note: there are no stalls, it's a small sized shower room maybe 8x8 with 6 shower heads but only 2 that everyone preferred because it sprayed gently. Playing with myself by jacking off and shoving an index finger up my ass was a way of killing time for me because I could hear if the change room. .."Bobbie was half listening, she swung her vision around the field,looking at the mass of people huddled or sitting on the bleachers. Thepeople were behind the gauzy, filmy darkness. Being in the halls of theschool, Bobbie had grown accustomed to seeing a miasma of darknesses.But, this was different.It was like a moving tapestry, showing pasts and futures...All presented in the dynamic matrix of the present, Bobbie gaspedinaudibly.She saw, completely. On a scale and scope through which she had.