” The handsome hipster made a dry heave sound. “It’s easier on the esophagus” “So your name is the actual act of vomiting but your friends ...all you blahpppp…” Sandra made a dry heave noise.“Yes” said the handsome hipster “I couldn’t help but notice your perky upturned nipples poking through your adorable spring-inspired print lace-trimmed tank top. It made me want to befriend you in such a way as you might compromise yourself in a way which would enable me to have access to your bared breasts. "Eddie, can I have a look at the dress she was wearing when you found her?" Eddie shrugged and went out to his room. Sarah was still asleep, so he grabbed her dress off the floor and took it to his mum.She looked at it for a little while, turning it over in her hand, and then looked up at Eddie with the weirdest look on her face. "Eddie, why do you think this girl is deluded?" Well, how could she have traveled through time like she claims?" But she isn't claiming that she traveled through time,. She spends most days and nights either reading books and scrolls in her library or conjuring cascading lights in her main chamber. During both, you feel her magic coursing through you. You are a conduit for her, a capacitor her energy passes through. At the rare times that she sleeps, you stand over her bed, watching her. Her sleep is fitful, her dreams seem to torment her. When she wakes, it is often in a panic. At these times, she reaches out and grasps your hand as she attempts to calm. Women can be like that. Cara did say to me that she expected my voice tochange to better reflect my new image. She had me answer the phone in ahigher pitch, lisp-like voice. At lunch time, all the women had to go downstairs for a staff meeting. Ihad to stay back and watch the office until 1:00. I was taking calls onthe phone, trying to use my new voice. One guy flirted with me for about15 minuets. He of course, wanted to meet me. Men. I was just finishing a call when I noticed someone had come.