I'm not going to hurt you. Let me just touch youfor a moment."I felt her fingers brush against my temples. "Close your eyes." I did,warily. "You'r... getting on the subway train," she said. "It's runningexpress ... "And suddenly, it came back to me. The sparks ... the sensation ofeverything falling out of balance ... the ... I screamed.She looked at me, her beautiful features framed in a mask of sorrow. "Thecrash," she completed.I looked at her. "I'm dead." . This time, mom seemed to notice my blushing and said, "You do seem to go red sometimes when I talk about stimulating you Jacob. You must stop that. This is all for medical reasons, as we need to let Dr Taylor know just how must cum you are producing. You must be more relaxed with me." Er...sure mom," I said. "I'll try. It's just that...er ..you know...talking to you and doing these things is sort of hard for me as it's new and not knowing if you're ok with it." Well, maybe we'll have to work on. Right next to you." Where are all your books?" Pam said.Debbie shrugged again. "Don't have none."Pam shook her head. "You're so lucky." I know. I always am," Debbie said with a giggle.The bell rang. Pam jumped. Debbie rolled her eyes."Oh shit. I hate that fucking bell," she said.Pam scrambled to get the schedule from her pocket."I'm late. I can't believe I'm late again. I don't even know where my class is." Relax. It's not that big a deal," Debbie said and touched her arm. "Look, I gotta get to. The professor wore slacks and a professional blouse on her petite frame, complete with tasteful pumps. They looked up at the uncovered mirror above the door, felt their heads fuzz slightly, and slowly walked into the room after the door opened. Once again it closed behind them with finality, and they recalled that they'd have to look in the mirror above the door in order to leave.Cassandra was standing right where she had been the previous week, mirror in hand, waiting for them."Welcome back.