I know how he works and what he does and how good he does it, I wanted to experience someone else doing it. We talked about it and he agreed it was Ok... as he’d done something similar with his best mate not too long ago.Ten days after we’d spoke my mum asked me if I’d go down to her house and wait for some furniture that was being delivered, she couldn’t get time off work. Hubby said this could be my opportunity if I wanted it, I agreed it could. Wednesday morning I was sat in mum’s house with a. This girl was younger than Kathleen, and unlike her, a blonde of European decent."Mev Van Zehe?" the girl asked."Yes," Mev replied."I'm Anna. I'm really glad I found you! I've watched everything about you and the others on the news channel," Anna replied."I was on the news channel?" Mev asked. He didn't usually watch it, having other sources of information about what was happening on the ship."Yes. Your fight with the aliens, it was wonderful!" Anna replied enthusiastically."You were able to. .. I don't know." I looked up. "Don't you see the marks?"They looked at one another and then back at me. All three thought the same thing, "No."I described what I was seeing, but it didn't help the girls to see them. I couldn't understand what it was or what it was supposed to mean. Being we were in a dream it didn't scare me. What did bug me was that I was the only one who could see them. Renée distracted me for a moment when she reached out for my hand."I saw something that did scare me." Her. It was bad enough being turned into a little black highschool girl without the embarrassment of having to stay after school aswell. I just wanted to meld into the crowd until I could figure out whathad happened and why and maybe do something about it.At last, the class bell sounded and I was able to turn around. Grinningat me was a muscular and visually solid boy in a black and gold letterjacket. He was, I supposed, handsome, and it wasn't without some concernthat I realized I was suddenly much.