" So, what happened?" said Tracy."Well," continued Marilyn, "Sylvia, the barmaid was really kind to me,and helped me dry myself, then showed me how to...use tampons so that mylatex vagina wouldn't leak any more. That was it." We don't believe you Marilyn, we know what you're like, there musthave been more," said Debbie."Well there was a little bit more," confessed Marilyn coyly, "we did gointo the cubicle of the washroom, um, and I deep throated her, she's areally pretty t-girl, and then she. "The study was a large room, decorated just like a typical school room.Maps and charts adorned the walls, as well as drawings and pieces ofwork that the girls had done over time. A rectangular blackboard wasperched at the head of the room, in front of which sat three plainwooden desks. Annabel sat on the one furthest left, Charlotte in themiddle and Helen to the right. My desk had been placed at the back ofthe room, but the three of them turned to look at me as I walked inand Annabel said. The olds now blended in with the darkness of the early morning darkness. Simon didn’t like the being on such a dark side street and turned back onto the main road. He once again looked into his rearview mirror, only this time he did not see the black Oldsmobile. This was both disturbing and comforting to him. At least he wasn’t being followed but it was strange how the creepy black Olds just disappeared on him like that. There really wasn’t anywhere for it to go that quickly, and if it had. Everything lookedlike it should. No one seemed to be out of place. There were new facesof course, and many more people who were not white, but that was to beexpected.Halfway through the service he realized that was the problem. Herecognized them and they weren't where they should have been. Even ifthe same people were coming here, they shouldn't have had the samefaces. There should have been changes that the Shift had caused, butlooking around this room it seemed that all of them had been.