“Tell me about it,” I said. “I could go to my high school graduation with my college degree in my free hand. That’s kind of the epitome of fuc...ed-up.”“What were you thinking of trying to study?” Dan asked, curiously. “It sounds like you’ve got a lot to choose from. Which direction are you thinking for a start?”“I’m not sure,” I admitted. “Originally, I hadn’t thought about anything more than learning a bunch of languages and working on a degree that would let me work as a translator. Now, I. You can ask Val what she wrote, he pointed out.I thought about that. But no, I need to learn these things for myself, from her words.I understand.I started to say something else to him, but he suddenly said, Something's happening.What? What is it?I hear footsteps, coming down the hall. He was silent for a moment, then said, It's him! He's... My mind abruptly felt empty of his presence, his mental voice no longer coming into my head. I cried out his name several times, waiting for him to. ”“You seem sure.”“But it’s not up to me, is it?”“No.”“What are you doing for the rest of the weekend?”“I’m going to Vespers then I have a date with Tasha, then Matins and Liturgy in the morning, and I’ll head back to McKinley after I take Tasha to lunch. Why?”“Mindy will be here in about an hour. Mom suggested I tell you, so you could hide!”I laughed, “I think I’ll go find something to do.”“Mom and Dad are going out this afternoon...” Liz smirked.“No!” I said, insistently. “I know your take on. Now, with that out of the way, on with the sequel…__Previously, in ‘Susan Storm’s Secret Life’…In secret, Susan Storm had been using a perfection filter of her husband’s invention to live out her fantasies, in an attempt to relieve her ever-growing sexual frustrations. Using the device, she was able to take on a number of guises, allowing her to indulge in activities she could never enjoy in her role as respected member of the Fantastic Four. One of these guises was ‘Suzanne’, a latex-clad.