.all of it. Lizbeth was missing, and she would never have left him alone in a place like the one he found himself in. She could be a bitch, and mean t...hings had been said and done between them -- but she loved him, and would never have caged him there.That was it, of course. The room was nice, but it was indeed a cage. Pretty, perfect. It suited him, but it was a cage nonetheless. The world was confusing, and he had been a part of it for only a brief time...he was sure he would understand what. The visits also included day's experiencing previous historical periodsof time.The Manor was becoming very busy with the visits and the trackers thatwere worn gave both the students and teachers an idea as to how they hadsucceeded.These reports had enabled the centre to build up a large data base,To take research a stage further they needed to have volunteers toexperience a longer period of time.A notice was put up in the uni asking for volunteers,As a cross section was needed about the same. .I don't know why. Holding hands was no big deal....Iam gay for goodness sake, but there was something spooky about the wholething," Andie looked to me for encouragement."Well, I couldn't think of anything else to do, so I reached out and tookboth his hands in mine...we stood just there looking at one another.'Do you think my Jeannie is pretty?' Mrs. Betty asked.I hesitated, but nodded in the affirmative.'Answer me or I promise I will have you over my knee shortly,' shethreatened.'Yes, I think. The only rule is we cant choose our husband. Swapping partners is allowed, as long as the swappies all agreed. As long as we were at it, we agreed the last night was Deal night. I told them Ron and I already had a deal, the others need to make their own deals. Shyla was the first to protest, she tried to act serious, and I thought she was, til her smile gave her away. After dinner, another round of drinks, more talk, and it was time for ladys choice to begin. Paul picked up the bowl, mixed up.