She tried to shut it out. She had to concentrate, try to figure out how to solve the first problem. She scribbled the numbers on the page in the noteb...ok until she thought she had the answer, then started on the next problem. Only nine more to go.Debbie said something and Pam stopped in the middle of writing the problem to listen. She couldn't be sure she heard it right."What? She put it in her mouth? Did she suck it? Oh my God," Debbie said and laughed.Pam looked at her out of the corner of. Telling my parents about my weird dream would be inviting their displeasure. I turned the desk lamp on to see the wetness between my legs. My PJ front was wet, and the sheets were wet. I panic and thought I had wet the bed. I felt afraid because the last time I wet my bed was in first grade, and now I was in the seventh grade. Last time I wet my bed I resulted in a spanking.Pulling my PJ off, I saw the wetness as white and gooey. Touching the white and gooey stuff it felt more sticky than wet.. Several tables were already full when we went to sit down; office hierarchy clearly maintained. For the most part my coworkers were sitting together on two tables. Women had already separated from their mates, heads close together. Their men looked up, some openly staring and squinting, trying to make out the outline and details of my chest.Feeling self-conscious, I turned my back and planted my bottom on a seat at an empty table. Hubby joined me on the left and began digging into his food. I. While I was explaining all of this, Carol had called Julia. I was curious about the "preparations", so I listened in. I had one mind talking to Mom, and the other two active minds listening to Carol. One of the advantages of having multiple minds is how easy it is for me to pay attention to multiple conversations at the same time.I heard Carol say, "Sure. I can come over right after school. The school car can take me there after it drops everyone else off here. Mark said something about me.