I didn’t understand his fascination with my ass. He told me he would pick me up at school the next day, early in the morning; and we would drive to ... nice secluded spot. I couldn’t sleep that night, thinking and wondering what it would feel like. Would it hurt? Would I like it? Would he like it? Where was he taking me? I was going crazy. It was February 2004. Kind of cold in Arizona; I didn’t know where we were going but I decided to wear a short black dress just a couple. I know everybody who know my number, except for the occasional robocall. I punched it. "Hello, this is Tina."The voice on the other end was female, with an exotic accent. "Mizz Christina Addison, am I correct?"Now I was curious. "Yes ma'am." I am Aneeta Patel, with the Auburn University School of Engineering. I have your application in front of me."Cindy! I KNEW this was Cindy's doing. Let's see where THIS was going. "Yes, ma'am. Is there a problem?" By this time, Alan was looking at me, and. ..this way?!" Well, yeah," I said, thinking it should have been obvious."What else do you and Bruce..." Go to bed honey," mom said softly, interrupting dad, "we can talk aboutthis tomorrow."Believe me, I trucked to my room as fast as I could, and quicklyundressed, washed up, and went to bed. But sleep eluded me for a longtime as I wondered how I was going to die. Dad was tolerant to a point,but seeing me dressed as a girl, then finding out that I had a date,well, he didn't take that very well. .. I don't know. It means something. Every time I think of it..." His face contorted in pain and he panted heavily, sweating.Holly watched a moment before leaving him alone. Gene tried to calm his head, rubbed his temples until his skin was raw. The woman returned with an ice pack and placed it over his forehead."I think, Gene ... I think maybe we're finally on the right track. I don't know who or what Minover is, but you display a classic case of the Mantis's work. Him, or someone like him.".