Or are they?Secrets and lies to protect the innocent - or is it to protect theguilty? Only time will tell.The memories of the visit to that layby reco...ered distant memorieshidden deep and almost forgotten, akin to having too much to drink, thenacting in an idiotic way and doing things that you later deny doing whenin reality you do recall.Selective memory is a handy thing; you deny things you clearly rememberto avoid that "Oh God, I did, didn't I?" moment, and also you use it toembarrass others. The size and shape of any white undergarment was clearly revealed. In the beginning some girls objected to being exposed like this, but all they needed to do was to choose a darker colour. Exactly the opposite happened. Many girls who had been wearing other colours switched to white; they made a point of dressing specifically for the black light effect. They didn't see anything indecent or immoral in this, after all nobody would think twice when they wore a skimpy bikini - sometimes without the. There you go.Among the less thrilling mail, I discovered paid receipts for funeral expenses, burial, and headstones for the family, and lots of solicitations for everything from Viagra to AARP. The bulk of the mail went in the garbage. The bills went into a file folder to be paid within twenty-four hours. The personal mail needed more time than I was going to give it, so it stayed right where it was for the night. The saddest thing about four months of mail was that Tommy did not receive a. “We’ll all be returning to school in our own Reality,” I explained.“You’ll be leaving? What about all of the material remaining in the warehouses at the ports on the coast?” he demanded. “And the remaining units?”“We’ll be back every-so-often to take care of all of that,” I assured him to a doubtful look from him.“We still have a plantation to run in Georgia and will be back often to take care of it,” I reminded him also. Jeremy had collected our pay before we resigned, as we had all been on.