Headmistress Lucinda rushed into the “hallway” between the classrooms. More yelling could be heard which suddenly stopped when Lucinda’s voice s...napped out, “Both of you! Come with me! Now!”She marched back into sight through the door to the form six classroom with two young women dressed as teacher s trailing behind her. One of the women was a rather large blond with obvious Nordic heritage. The other was a slight, almost frail, Asian.“What was so important,” the Headmistress began sternly,. They were usually clad in lungies or tight jeans. I wanted to be friend with some of them,but there were mostly the basti level types and not from a cultured background like us. Out of the lot there was a guy,who was 6’ tall and very fair and well built. He had long hairs and was very handsome. He wore mostly latest designed shirts and polo necks on top, but underneath he’s mostly clad in printed colorful lungi. He also wore high heeled sandal,which were funny looking as it was flat and had a. .. ‘My arm is gone!’‘Still gone, ‘ she reminded herself, remembering that it had just been bitten off. ‘That damned thing ate it! Again!’There was a faint, bluish fire around the stub. She could barely see it in the bright sunlight, but she’d felt it with the fingers of her right hand. It had been hot – hot enough to cauterize her arm? Hot enough to burn her fingers?She looked at her fingers. They weren’t burnt at all. Touching her fingers to the fiery stub of her left arm, she realized that. I.C.), or back toa dummy class, I guess. And Kaezee says that people that have brains willunderstand anyway.OK, that's all really. I guess when you read this, you will be all donewith your test, huh? Are you leaving for back to our mother's tomorrow?OK, I'll still write to you, but be sure not to save your password orsomething. Really, Marsh.I have to get lots of work done. Bye.Loves and.