In those periods, I simply rest and wait until I am summoned. Then I either go up or I go down to where I am needed, my doors open, one or more people...step in, my doors close, I go up or I go down, my doors open, one or more people step out.Then there are much longer periods of time where I can truly rest. My internal clock shows that I can be dormant for more than forty-eight hours during these times. On rare occasions, I may be dormant for up to one hundred hours, or perhaps even longer than. So she took a deep breath and grabbed onto her new identity. As she turned to look at the man beside her, she wondered how one went about a seduction? She also wondered what he saw when he looked at her. She didn’t delude herself into thinking that he was blown away by her beauty and charm. Chrissy knew what she had to work with – not only did she consider her features to be plain at best, but she also knew her body didn’t meet society’s expectations of appealing, either. She was short, barely. --Today, really. Just tell me where to come, and when." Come to my place. I don't have an office or anything. It's a house, though. Got my own house." She gave me the address. It was on the north side of Baltimore. The street address sounded familiar, somehow, although I didn't know the city that well.I slept a little better. For no good reason, I had a little bit of naive faith in this hippie girl. I mean, she wasn't a witch, or something. After all, she'd been recommended by a genuine. My heart felt like it skipped a beat and immediately my mind was racing, wondering what it could be of, imagining all the possibilities.“Toilet, stay here!” I half mimed, half shouted to Karen. She nodded and turned her attention the man who’d been dying to get her to notice him all night. I made my way through the crowded dance floor, into the toilet and locked myself in a cubicle. I clicked play immediately, turning the volume almost all the way down. Tim had taken the video. It was a point.