The next morning Tracy came down to breakfast red eyed and agitated."What's wrong, Tracy?" Nothing. Just memories." Come on, Trace. We have memories e...ery day and every hour, for good or for bad. You are not your usual self today. What happened?"Tears started welling up in her eyes, and soon she was sobbing. My heart was being torn while I hugged her and let her sob on my shoulder."I had a very strange dream last night. Mom came to me in my dream and she was crying. She said she had missed the. ." Jacques mused. There was perhaps some justification for the remarks; the light-skinned girl had the snub nose and the gapped teeth and the freckles and the puffy, rosy cheeks. Her top didn't display her cleavage as much as her girlfriend's did, but that was because it had a transparent panel that displayed a couple of very pink nipples directly. She was DEFINITELY on display. As Jacques spoke, she lifted her eyes to his, then looked back down at the table top, embarrassed. "So, do you get a. Other viewpoints were of cities and countryside alien to her, where animals were replaced by machines, or machines by strange animals. Humans and others walked, flew, or rode a staggering variety of vehicles to whatever destinations they chose. She tried to find her purse, but it, alas like her hat, were hanging from the hat rack in the laboratory. A small diary in her pocket reminded her to start taking notes. It gave her hands, and her mind something to do. Reflecting on the myriad of. Good girl, drink it all, you dont want to spill and displease me now do you trying to swallow all that was left, and make sure no drops escaped. Swallowing what was left, I got off the chair and kneeled next to it as he sat down. We have a ball tonight for mother and father, you will stay by my side and only speak when spoken to, not like last time, he looked down at me in anger, now return to your room and be ready in an hour I stood and ran out of them room to have a shower and to get ready..