. partly... for what went on that day," Brad said at a more moderate volume. Ashley winced. She knew who her husband held responsible for the rest of ...hat had happened at the hotel."I know," Ashley said softly. She took a deep breath."I've done a lot of thinking," she began slowly. "I thought about what you said about lying to you. I talked to Mom too." Okay," Brad said noncommittally."I told Mom a little about what had happened," Ashley said with a sigh. "Not the... you know... swinging stuff,. "So they stripped me and pushed me in here to get pregnant," she explained."Oh, I see. Well, hey - you know, if you don't want to--"But Heather cut me off with a finger on my lips. Motioning with her head to the girls outside the tent, she reached under the mattress and pulled out a note pad and paper.I do not want to have sex, she wrote."That's okay--" I started, before being cut off again.To get into the club, I had to vow to get pregnant, she wrote, but I don't want to. We have to fake. And are you… pleasuring yourself?”“Yes,” shame and embarrassment rang through loud and clear.“Perfect. Continue.” There was a long pause, so long that I feared she’d not get to the point I needed her at for the next part of the recording. But soon, I heard her sigh softly in resignation.“Yes,” she whispered as she began to masturbate again. I listened while her breathing increased and she started to whimper quietly. I looked at my watch, knowing it should happen any second.“Now.”I heard her. It was so-called for its ability to, at the uttering of a single word, turn iron into -- and back from -- something that looked a remarkably lot like gold. McGill explained that it did this by gaining the activation energy required for the chemical process from the specific vibrations of the utterance.Soon, the students were all working hard, mixing ingredients and muttering magical words. Andrew stared down at his binder, suddenly realizing that he had grabbed the wrong one. "It's alright," he.