I only knew what the breather mask was because someone put it onme and told me not to take it off. I, I think it must have been mymother." She looked ...ad like she was trying to remember a face."There was this, hand print on a smooth surface and I just sort of fit mysmaller hand into it to see the difference in sizes. And then I couldn'tmove it. Something jabbed my hand and then, then I could hear her voice."She looked up at us, "It was Wanderer talking to me in my head. She wasspeaking the old. I will introduce you to myself in order for you to follow this story.Penelope: A lovely girl but perhaps a little too naïve and eager to please.Penny: She is very close to Penelope but tends to drink a little too much and seems to attract the most awfully rude men.Pretty P: Penelope likes Pretty P a lot but is a little afraid of her. She tends to over-react to even the most casual of stresses. Pretty P thrives on compliments and spends a lot of time looking in mirrors.Sweet Pea: Foul mouthed. When she was finished drying, she slipped into her pajamas and crawled into bed.But Emily's body was not ready to sleep. At fourteen, her hormones were unpredictable, and even though she considered her evening to be a horrible time in her life, a different force had been stimulated, possibly for the first time, and whatever was driving that force was driving at a pretty high rate of speed. As she lay back on her pillow, she became aware of feeling warm inside, from her shoulders to her knees. .. Oh, and don't forget to shave this time." Yeah, right." I said with a mix of sarcasm and dread.I finished my shower and slipped into the outfit she picked for me. I was very glad that she was being incredibly sympathetic to my male ego with her choices of clothes. Although, I wished that she had given me jeans instead of shorts. I was not comfortable showing the world my bare shaven legs especially as shapely as they were."Now, Doug. I don't like the name Darla..." Me neither." But you will.