I also had and exemplary hourglass figure. I dried my blond hair with my towel and went back into my room to get dressed. I threw on a blue jean skirt... which was barely school appropriate, and a nice yellow tank top, which also had to be school appropriate. Upon getting dressed, and idea popped into my head. This certain idea was prevalent before but was never exercised. I decided that I was going to wear a skirt with no underwear underneath. I pulled the panties off that I had placed on before. “I am Mel. I am a whore of Babylon. And I expect to be treated as one.” Once again the room erupted, cheering and hollering. Mel’s eyes searched the crowd for me, she eventually found me, our eyes locked. She kept her gaze as if looking for approval. I smiled and nodded. The music kicked back into gear, it was loud and basey. Mel threw herself into the crowd and began dancing with everyone and anyone. The room was a mass with people we did, and didn’t know. All in costume, many groping hands. Then, still wearing that slight smirk, she finally spoke. "Let me tell you what you need," she said. "You need an assistant who knows your business, especially the aspects that you haven't mastered yet. You need an assistant who knows the deals in progress and the leads we are working on. You need an assistant who can get you up to speed on the finances. You need an assistant who can keep the payroll and finances functioning this week and next. You need an assistant who knows the passwords that. I would have access to an awesome amount of prior and 'future' life experiences and some personal control over my body and other peoples' thoughts and actions. Based on all this, I realized I was going to be able to alter parts of my previous time line but would be limited in knowing the exact details within my new life.As I processed these things, I felt the Energists reconnect their collective mind to my neural network. Comparing my thoughts with their intentions simply reinforced my.