I spun round, and there was Miss Foster looking at me with a steely glint in her eye. She was standing with her back to the closed door, and her righ...t hand held a short riding-crop which she was rhythmically slapping into her left palm ‘You know you are not supposed to come in here’, she said sharply, and I stammered excuses about the open door and just being curious. Miss Foster’s face relaxed into a hint of a smile, and she asked if I had found it interesting and exciting. ‘Oh, yes!’, I. “You seem to be on edge this morning Cindy; are you alright?” Her mother asked in a kindly manner.“Just a mite tired Mum; think I’ll go and jump into the bath see if I can liven myself up!”“As long as you’re ok, as I’ll have to be getting to work now”“I’m fine Mum, you have a nice day, I’ll see you when you get home later!”Thankfully her mother then left, Cindy quickly headed for the bathroom, and she was in it for no more than five minutes when the front doorbell rang she’d just managed to. " I have been curious about that. How did you survive if he thought you were dead?" The closest I can figure, it is that when he drilled me into the soil of Nariel for the last time, my body went into extreme survivor mode. It slowed all my vitals to nearly nothing, but with no energy my body wasn't going to last long. I think I unconsciously, I began to draw energy from both the soil I was in and the darkness that engulfed me. As you well know, I am quite adept at using Dark Elements." We are. "She showered and put on her black garter belt. Rolling on her hose she thought again of Tom and how he had not taken her to bed for over two months. She stepped into her high heels and looked at herself in the full-length mirror. "What a waste " she thought. She covered herself with a robe and went downstairs to wait for Denny or Todd. As luck would have it they both showed up. She had let them in and then dropped her robe to the floor. She'd stood there with her firm breasts jutting out, the.