A last turn down Washington Place brought Miranda to Alice's house, a nice Colonial at the end of the street. As she pulled in front, Miranda was disa...ppointed to see that neither of their cars were in the driveway. She then remembered Alice saying something about planning to take her car in for service this week and it looked like this was the day. So much for going out for lunch."Well, maybe another day," Miranda said to herself as she adjusted her glasses and glanced back over her shoulder to. I too chimed in how my day at work went and how nice most of my coworkers are. At this point Master Obike interrupted the conservation. “Carol, tell us about your day of testing”. My wife froze “It was OK I guess, Master” she replied. “It was NOT” Master Obike shot back at her. I was stunned and I could see the girls were visibly shaken. Master continued “Your skill level was judged to be inferior and you were not even close to a match with any jobs that were open.” Carol must have knew. She slid my head into the center of the machine and told me that I would be hearing some drumming sounds. I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep. I was woken up with what seemed a few moments later and was told they would be giving me a gallium dye that would show my brain better. I told here there was nothing there."We'll see about that," she said in a business like manner."You don't understand. There's nothing there. I've lost my marbles years ago." I pointed to my scalp. "Besides all my. ” She pleaded drunkenly. I pushed her completely off of me and got to my feet before she could even sit up. Suddenly a hand grabbed my arm and turned me around, and a pair of soft, full lips pushed against my own. It was Brook. I moaned, after this whole ordeal it was like heaven, and sagged against her. I only became aware of the complete lack of conversation around us after it was too late. “Unlike her,” she whispered after breaking away with a gasp, eyes flicking down to Eve’s prostrate.