So with out any real details about anything what’s a girl to do? I want to be prepared but in this case I don’t really know what I have to be prep...red FOR! So I decided I would just bring EVERYTHING I could think of. You can only blame yourself for not giving anything away. And I know all you guys know something that none of us choir members know. You’ve all been so weird lately. So you can stop laughing at me and perhaps give me a hand or something!”Glenda Harper put a hand over her mouth to. She didn't know why he had to do that. She was letting him do what he wanted after all.It took her weeks to heal, and by that time she sensed that life was growing inside of her.Months later she felt vigorous movement inside of her as the strongest of her unborn children exerted his dominance and fed upon his two less developed siblings.Her own first conscious memories were when she awakened inside of her mother's womb, hungry and in the dark. The umbilicus that connected her to her mother. My skin felt soft and supple Iwas warm and relaxed. As I twisted I saw my body with its still strangeshape, move sinuously, I was aware of the weight of my breasts on mychest.While I was still completely naked, one sat me up and with a smallpalette began to apply colours to my face, a dark brown to rim my eyes,and blues around my upper eyelids, then red to my lips. One of the girlshissed angrily as I squirmed, At last she stood back to look at me and Itried to rise, but she was not done yet.. The timbre of his voice had dropped an octave and he was oh, so close to her now. She shouldn’t be feeling this way. This man infuriated her at every turn and had since his first day at the Post Office two months ago. He was the bane of her existence, infuriating and intractable. He was impossible to work with, withheld information until he deemed it relevant, and was constantly criticizing her wardrobe, her hairstyle, and her ability as an FBI agent. So, why was she standing here, fighting to.