I told Pat yesterday that you needed to come see us. I’m so happy to see you, and I want you to meet, Melinda.“Melinda, this is Eddie. I know you�...�ve been waiting to meet him. Come give him a hug while I hug Becky.”Before Nadine dropped her arms from our hug, she was pulling my t-shirt over my head. She smiled at me and said, “Melinda wants to pull your boxers off.”When Nadine reached for Becky, I saw Melinda with her arms out for me. I actually think I may have fallen in love with her before we. Both knew they were hopeless, both knew they weren't alone and both had no idea why they were there.A few moments later and two video monitors whirred into life, one in the line of sight of each girl. Static at first, but then an image appeared on screen that confirmed each of the girls' deepest fears: The talking Barbie doll head. The horror of the Barbiemaker had been a tabloid mainstay for months and by now everybody knew the kidnappers hallmarks: Waking up in a strange place attached to. You'd almost have thought that it was a variation on the Rag Week attempts to break the Guinness Book of Records entries for most students in a Mini (which I think was around fifteen at the time), or in a public telephone box.It was a squeeze to get into the building in the first place, a crush in the foyer to queue to get into the Great Hall, chaos at the doors to show our tickets and have our hands and tickets stamped, and a real scrum around the bars as people tried to get their drinks. I quickly drove the truck back to the apartment.I left the Townhouse several minutes later on the bicycle. It was cold but not to me. I really did like the new body now and then. That night was one of the now and then moments. My body did not get cold, and the sensors that replaced the human eye was a hell of a lot more sensitive to low light. I could crank it up to almost daylight and pedal the bike very safely.I put the bike in Bristol's trunk. I simply drove the car back to the mission and.