Gee, it's not hard to tell you are mother and daughter. Hmmm. Sisters would be a good guess, too." The mother swatted his arm playfully, and there was...no way she was leaving after that."Trish, I heard about this Fall Mixer dance. Would you go to that with me?" Me!? But... but you had all those cheerleader types around you at school, and I thought..." Nah. They all seemed to have more in their bras than in their heads, and... Ooops! Sorry! I shouldn't be so crude. Anyway, some time during the. All the while I had been acting disinterestedly, as I sat down at MYdressing table, carefully applying my lipstick... until...CRACK!The whip snaked out, ever so skilfully, and snapped the tube clean outof my fingers. And, as with every night... I scurried, excitedly,towards the door of my cage... and struggled to release the door,wherein lay sanctuary.But, of course, as always, I was still struggling with still-tremblinghands to manoeuvre the heavy iron bolt when Mistress, in herimpatience,. After a few hard minutes of thinking, Jamie looked up at his friend with a soft smile and whispered again. “Remember when we went to that theme park? They had this insanely scary roller coaster that you didn’t want to go on. In the end I dragged you into it against your will and you kept thanking me after it because it was so much fun and you would have regretted it if you didn’t?” Nodding with glee, Rachel already knew where this was going. And he was right, as Jamie stood up and pushed. The society that we were a part of didn't allow swaps with peoplerecovering from accidents or pregnant women, and for reasons that thecaretakers of the headbands didn't tell us, it also didn't work if youwere over a certain age. I had been too busy to swap with anyone duringthe last few months, as I had a lot of artwork to work on and prepare.Since we had been busy and Emily was pregnant, we had arranged for an aupair to come to help out with housework and to help Emily with things.Her name was.