I can’t give you an answer until then.’. For some reason she still seemed frightened. Trying to put her at ease, I took her into my arms and said ...��Great! I’ll be there. I’ve wandered what you girls do together.’ This just seemed to make her even more frightened. ‘Be at the house at 9:00 AM and wear your best suit.’ That Saturday I was met at the door by Leslie. She was wearing a low cut evening gown in a deep shade of blue. ‘Before you come in I need you to promise me two things. First, that no. Ninety six hours… It still hurt. Helen turned over in bed, pulling the duvet up over her head and began to cry again. It had been her birthday and he’d ended the relationship. Keith. He’d been her first love, her first lover, her life. Helen had done so much to make it work, and now he was sleeping with someone else. She bit the pillow hard to stop herself from screaming. All she wanted to do was die. Turning over she looked at the roof. The bed had to go. She’d lost her virginity in this bed. Sorry but there’s no sex in this one, it’s too short for a sex scene to really add anything to the story.It’s set in a little mining town in Colorado during its gold and silver rushes of the late 1800’s. There are a few uncommon terms used in this story. A “wag-tail” and a “mab” are derogatory Old West terms for a prostitute, and having sex was called “pirooting”. The last unusual term is explained in the story.Thanks to outofshadows, kimi1990 and blackrandl1958 for their beta reading and. It had occurred to me because I would LOVE to be able to minimize the number of merges required for my Voyage since leaving each dimension is fucking horrible! We were thinking whether this three-way link offered any possible way of achieving a reduction in the number of deaths I'd go through. Assuming I'm A, then it's no good B and C dying now to merge into me as they would just add thirty two minds for each death, which is what I'm achieving anyway. The REALLY interesting question is: "What.