She wasn't particularly weak by any standards – as a PE teacher, she tried her best to remain fit – but she was no match for their numbers, their ...trength...or the raw sexual greed she saw in their faces – an expression that terrified her beyond words. It promised her pain and degradation. It promised her rape. And Sheryl had always been deathly afraid of that. She had never had any experience with sexual violence before but the very thought of some day becoming a victim had always held a. " God, you're just amazing, Alice. I sure hope Rick knows how lucky he is." I'm pretty sure he does, but it's really me that's the lucky one."The call from Henry's office was taken seriously and the subsequent radio chatter was overheard by the professional snoopers. After that, events resembled a free-for-all, as every news agency in existence scrambled for a ringside seat at what was bound to be The News Story for the next two weeks.By 3:15 P.M. everything official that could float was in the. "Curse you Raven, may the SRU Wizard enter you into the beauty contest you made up -- AND MAY YOU LOOSE!!!"Furious typing ensues as Caleb and Eric write up a story about the impeachable Raven. Meanwhile, the mighty pens of the Raven transform into earrings and the printed out pages of his story for the contest wrap around him and form an attractive evening gown. His keyboard and mouse slide down to his feet and reshape themselves into a pair of four inch high heels. His living room. I adamantly told them both that we would try it first. I would sleep as far away on the edge of the bed as possible and try and stay as still as possible.We watched TV and chatted as the evening went by. In lots of ways, it was enjoyable. We just chilled with no real agenda. Around ten PM, I got up and headed for a shower and changed into my nightgown. It was a knee-length white cotton/lace item. Not sexy, but certainly no grandmaish ether. It was comfortable while being classy and accenting.