‘Yes Bob..’ you say, loudly, for your colleagues’ benefit. ‘We got the five year deal, not just the three we were hoping for. Of course, it wa... all down to my team….I do know how significant this was for the Company.’ You smile at your adoring team. ‘Yes Bob. I’ll pass that onto them. Goodbye.’ Cheers. Hugs. Manly backslapping. You’re bathed in the Chairman’s adulation, and allow yourself glimpses of how your future might be. Promises of bigger and better things. You’ve had a shower, letting. .. late summer evening, nearly night.A path ... mist rising in the green, nearly black borders ... not billowing fog, not yet.Soon ... with the moon.On the path before the camera ... or is it me and no camera? am I following? ... a hurrying figure.Frogs croaking ... peeps and cheeps ... the sound of silent slippers or bare feet on packed earth. A long dress, grey with washing, swishes above the hurrying feet. Several bats fly the path before the tall gaunt figure ... hurrying along.Today had. A week ago, going in there while the girls werechanging would have been the ultimate fantasy. Now it would just be anormal part of life for a seventh grader.And so it was. Britney walked into the girls locker room and over to thelocker to which she had been assigned. To say she was nervous was anunderstatement, as several girls were already in various stages ofundress. Brit gulped, faced her locker and began to undress. She finallymanaged to change into the gym shorts and t-shirt she had. It had gone on all day and I was getting annoyed with the pair of them by the time we knocked off. Only the fact that they hadn't said whether they were going to do the dare tonight stopped me from saying something as we were leaving.If I'd know the text message was waiting for me I might have made more of the issue, as it was I needed to get ready for a night out.In case you hadn't realised it yet this was something unusual for me, I'm not the sort of person who gets out a lot. I figured that.