"She said nothing and that worried me. I took her by the hand and we headed for her classroom. She stopped me outside the door and finally spoke, look...ng directly into my eyes."I am so fucking wet right now, you wouldn't believe it," she said."Wet?" I replied."Extremely," she said back. "Suddenly everything inside me, every fiber of my being wants you like there's no tomorrow." Why?" I asked. I honestly didn't get it. I actually thought she'd be mad at me for getting violent. Her pupils were. "I sure am Mister," he said. "Real hungry." Okay, go on over there and get one of those empty cans near the Stew Pot, dip it in, and help yourself," I said. "By the way, kid... , What's your name?" Jimmy." He called back, already on his way over to the Stew Pot simmering away on the makeshift campfire.A moment later, he was back, with his steaming can of soup. Sitting down next to me, for a few moments he was silent, busy devouring the contents of the can, and all the while munching on some. ..whatever the hell he had done...but if she wasn't at Eros' house then this was the next logical place. They hadn't seen her.I managed to get back up on my feet, a little shaky, and went out to check the Chevelle. Oh right, it had disappeared at the same time Kate did, so it wasn't in the parking lot. I shivered...when had it become so cold? The sky looked like it might snow, but it was almost summer!Then something Eros had said echoed in my mind: "Stupid witches and wizards, stuck in their. Marianne herself was a little more conventional, about that at least. Straightening up, she pulled her robe more tightly around herself and made their early morning drinks. "I think I'll have tea this morning, it might help settle my stomach," she called out to Chris, getting a grunt in return. She smiled — Chris wasn't good in the mornings until he'd had his caffeine, though once running he was full of energy all day long.He strolled into the kitchen in T-Shirt and shorts, a concerned look on.