“Are you crazy?” I shouted. “We can’t go to school like this. We switched bodies! I don’t know how to be you, and you certainly don’t know...how to be me.”She responded, “I’m out of absences. I’ll fail if I miss another day. But since you’re in my body, I’ll fail if you don’t show up for class. And what are we supposed to tell mom and dad? They’ll think we’re crazy.” I stood for a few moments contemplating whether or not I should put up a fight to stay home or willingly go to school. “I’m not. She is also quite sensuous, and can be aroused by the paddle."Now Amanda could not suppress the light blush that came to her cheeks. She should have expected that he would tell them this. She just had hoped it would not be stated so bluntly.Roquan paused for a moment, and Amanda half-expected the next words from his mouth to be something along the lines of "What am I bid for her?"Instead, he said, "I now invite your critique and commentary on my slave." Submissiveness, Roquan?"Amanda's breath. But it won't hurt to eat with them. They all seem nice. Oh, well, why not?"Why not?" Carla asked, repeating Audrey's thoughts. "Tell me one reason why not? You're a grown woman, not attached. Come on and at least eat with us, we'll worry about where you sleep when it gets late." I'll go with you, but I'm coming back up here to sleep. Just let me wash my face." Hurry," Carla said as she tried to stifle a grin. "Fred's not there right now. I had Jessica take him out for awhile so I could come. Uh, three. Make that three thirty."She then quickly turned, pulled a box of frozen corn into her cart, and went back down the aisle.I was hoping that she wasn't just brushing me off. I looked at the card, and found that it was her business card. It had her full name on it, and the name "Anderson Modeling Agency" was the name of the company. She was a model!I looked up from the card, and noticed that she was gone. I quickly went to the end of the aisle, and looked both ways, but didn't see where.