Now where's your bedroom?" We can't... Stan will be home soon." Fuck Patty, your old man will be talking to his fishing buddies for the next two hours..." I sneered, "he'll never miss you. Fuck, a woman like you and he's talking about fish," I added as I turned and moved towards my room. "Maybe we should call him and let him watch," I said as I marched down the hall towards my room."No... not that way... that's Will's room," mom protested as I walked into my bedroom and threw her down on my bed.. I thought the different postmarks would be interesting for her.When I was on campus, I managed to catch up with some of my friends. Erin, Alex, and I got together when our schedules permitted for lunch, usually twice a week, and I also ran into Westy one afternoon. I was just coming out of GPA, which for some unknown reason campus maps always listed as Turlington Hall, even though I never heard anybody refer to it that way. Westy was just crossing Union from the Plaza of the Americas, and we. Notes: While the spa / salons appear to the world to be just placeswere people go to have themselves pampered, they have a secret agendato correct what the owner feels is wrong with the world, to much powerin the West, with Western way of life and philosophy far to prominentin the world.To correct this mistake the salons first change their customersphysically into Asian, evenly dividing the transformations betweenChinese, Japanese & Indian, with an occasional patron treated toconversion into a. "Mr. Tremper will see you now," said the secretary, indicating the door to both women."Ah, Jennifer, Alecia. How nice to see you again!"The large office door closed behind them. Tremper stood in front of his desk."I have a little mission for each of you this weekend. I will explain in a moment, but first, Alecia do you remember how I said I wanted you the next time we met?"The woman looked over at Jennifer in anguish. There was fear and defeat in her eyes. She began to kneel."Ah, ah, Alecia..