" Yeah, we should," Bethany agreed, locking eyes with her friend. Slowly, a smile grew on their faces. "Should," Bethany repeated."Didn't," Allison ad...ed."But should." Yeah," Allison said before they started laughing. They made a pact to wait two hours. Before going back outside, Bethany reached inside her t-shirt and undid her bra. She pulled it out through her sleeve and tossed it in her hamper. "I hardly ever do this," she said. Growing up in a small town with a strong religious streak it. "Can someone look at this and see if they can open it?" I motion to thecollar of the nightie. "I have been trying to get it off forever."Stewart turns me around and looks at the neckline. He pushes the clasparound and I feel the collar loosen. It's off. The damn thing is off! Istart pulling at the sleeves."Hold on a sec," Stewart says, "or you'll rip it. There are buttons."I feel him working the buttons free behind me. No sooner does he say"Done!" than I pull the sleeves down over my hands and. The mood left the peacefulness and took a drastic turn. Then just when it seemed things couldn't get worst in the dream for Kurumi, they came. They rode along the land on top of the black horses. Eyes on the horses that seem like they were made from the fires of hell. That wasn't the worst thing. The worst thing was the riders. They were big men with strong arms and legs. They were like giants to even the very big, much less a small innocent woman like Kurumi. They wore black robes that seemed. “Better. I feel pretty good, in fact. I think I am over my hangover. Remind me never to do that again!”“Put away the books. I have your pardon!” Jack announced.“My pardon?”Jack nodded. “Something like that. While the cat’s away, the mice will play. Come on.”“What do you mean?”He plopped down in an armchair and smiled. “You know the parental units are gone for a few days, right?”Becca grimaced at that. Her parents and Jack’s parents had gone to the coast for a couple of days to meet up with some.