Panicbegins to take over "Where's mom? You were bringing her up. You didn'tforget her, did you?" My brother began to laugh. "Would you justrelax. ...I had to come up here and get a few things for work, so mom isdriving up separate. It will be OK. Mom does know how to operate acar." Danny tells me as he pushes past me, grabs a beer from the fridgeand plops down in the living room chair. "Gee Danny, have a beer, takea seat. Is there anything else we can get you?" The Danny grin takesover.. . mistress."I almost giggled at the gaffe, but thanked her for the spread. I always liked a big breakfast, this time the slaves had prepared a big stack of pancakes, Toast, fresh melon, sausage patties, and a tall glass of Milk. Normally I'd polish this off without a second thought. Now, I felt sick thinking about this much food.Carly noted my temporary revulsion, "What's wrong mistress?" Nothing, I don't think I can eat this much anymore. It'd be coming out my ears before I started on the. I walked slightly faster to catch up with him and for the first time ever I started talking to a man in person in the hopes of some fun. I have only ever used the internet before then.The guy (For future references I'll just call him Mark) didn't even know I was there until I started speaking. "you all right?" I asked him. I didn't get much of a response more of a odd look. I said "I don't mean to be nosey but I noticed you were having a heating conversation with your friend there" obviously I. He was still quite nervous about all of this, despite the pleasant demeanorof the office personnel."Your last name, sir?" prompted the lady, a little annoyed by theincompleteness of the response."Oh. I'm sorry. I'm sort of distracted . . . you know? It's Evans. William Evans." Mr. Evans. There is no reason to be nervous," the woman tried to allayhis anxiety. "We here at Ye Olde Body Shoppe have been doingsuccessful mind swaps for years. We're really quite good, you know? We haven't had.