The door wouldn't open more than about three inches before the chain stopped it. That meant Staci was home, even though she too was supposed to be at ...ork. Fawn almost called out to have her unfasten the lock, when suddenly she overheard a soft quivery moan, coming from inside the apartment.Was it Staci? Fawn flushed, growing embarrassed. Staci was screwing some guy, taking advantage of Fawn's absence. Fawn knew she should shut the door tight then, go away, come back later. But her fascination. She wanted more details. I didn't give her any. But she kept pressing for some. She then asked that after me flashing my breasts at you the other day if I finally tricked you into having sex with me. I may have gotten tired of her questioning and her thinking that stuff; I may have let her think I was going to jump you between now and the dance." She paused for a moment. "How was I supposed to know my dad was listening in on the other line? I told mom and dad that we should have gotten cell. There was just nothing, except for his own thoughts. Time had no meaning wherever Tony was. He agonized over thethought that he may be lying at the party in a coma. Even worse,he could be dead.All that he knew was that he couldn't feel his body any longer.There were absolutely no bodily sensations whatsoever. Some-how, in a manner yet unknown to him, Tony still retained his consciousness.So this is what it is like to be dead, mused Tony, a little calmernow. The initial panic had passed to. ‘Stop,’ Tahlana says, and I cease walking. My nose is a breath away from the mysterious waterfall. ‘You will bathe every day. This ritual, you will not neglect.I catch a bit of disgust in her words. I show her pictures of my life and taint them with the desire to be clean. Her response startles me. She does not answer with words. My trainer projects her sympathy for the life I have lived then assurance that I will never have to worry about another thing in the service of our Masters.Tahlana.