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Subject: {ASSM} Family At War - (Inc, Bro/Sis, Mom/Son, Neph/Aunt, high tech/genetic selection) - chap5famwar.txt (1/1)
Date: Sun, 11 Mar 2001 21:10:05 -0500
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Chapter 5

David Phones

I sat at the desk for a few more minutes thinking and wondering
what I expected from Boo when I called her and not at all sure
that I should call at all.   I had agreed to call her and she
knew that I had already had plenty of time to watch the tape,
since I had watched a good portion of the other one too.

I picked up the phone and punched the auto dial for Lisa.   I
realized that Lisa to me was no longer "Aunt Lisa", just Lisa.  
I could tell that my brain was already adapting to the new
situations in my life.

The phone did not ring a whole ring before it was answered and
Boo said, "Well, Big Brother, what did you see?" and started
laughing.

I said, "Well, I guess I know a little bit about my other little
sister that I did not know before."

Boo laughed and said, "You do not know the half of it.   That
girl is hot for you."

I said, "I got the message . . . but is it real or is it just her
imagination?"

Boo said, "Probably a little of both, hey why don't you come over
here and find out?"

I said, "YOU MEAN NOW?"

She said, "Why not?   Can things get more screwed up than they
already are?"

I didn't think when I said, "Probably not.   You want me to come
over to Lisa's right now?"

She said, "Yes, come on over we are all awake, none of us have
slept much the past couple of days anyway."

I said, "OK, I'll be there soon as I can get there."

She said, "Fine, see you real soon, Big Brother."

I hung up the phone, gathered up the videos, making sure to put
the TV back in the same condition it was in before and headed
out.

Dad was still out of it, no problems from him for tonightanyway.

I took the video back to my room, gathered up the others and
hurried out.

The drive over to Lisa's took me only about 10 minutes and I took
the few minutes to think more about the events of the past few
hours.   It was a beautiful night, a full moon out, the sky so
clear, a million stars shinning in the heavens, if the events of
the day had been different it would have been a near perfect day
for me.   Everything seemed so unreal.   I actually felt some
kind of strange deep centered elation about the past few hours, a
closeness to the female side of my family that I had never felt.
 As strange as the videotapes were, and it did seem strange to
me, the images that kept flashing through my mind were just so
far beyond my most erotic dreams, I felt almost high on life.  A
new kind of sexually simulated excitement was raging through my
blood that made all of those things seem wildly desirable.

Maybe, just maybe, that old life was gone and a new and even
better one was replacing it.   I certainly hoped so because I
still realized that the other side, Dad and the boys, still had a
lot of troubling times in front of them.   I suddenly realized
that I had separated myself from both, I felt close to the girls,
but I wasn't in there camp and I felt alienated from the men,
even though I had not spent any time with them yet.

I pulled into Lisa's driveway, parking my old clunker next to
Boo's little car.   I slowly climbed out of the car, and
stretched my back and yawned, I was getting a little tired.   It
had been a long day and I felt like it was going to be a long
night too, at least what little of it was left.   Suddenly
thinking of how long this day seemed to have gotten, I glanced
down at my watch, "1:17 in the morning, soon I will see the dawn
of a new day and probably the beginning of a new life."

I began to move toward the door.  Suddenly a reluctance to do so
seemed to flash through me.   I stopped just outside the door
wondering what the hell I would find inside the house.   My
imagination was running a thousand miles an hour, images ranged
from a house full of totally naked women to an insane asylum.

I stopped, turned and looked back the car, there seemed to be a
feeling of great need to escape deep inside of me.   A little
squeaking noise from behind me sent a course of chill bumps up
the center of my back.   I glanced over my shoulder and the
silhouette of a person was standing in the door.   The bright
light from inside the house made it hard for me to tell who it
was.   I looked away and Boo's voice said, "Amazingly beautiful
night, huh?"

I said, "Yes, for all the strangeness of this day, tonight is so
different for some reason."

She said, "I know what you mean, it has been a day to remember.
Come on in, we want to talk to you."

I glanced back at her.   I still could not see her face because
of the bright lights, I said, "OK, just needed to catch my
breath, sure seems harder than normal to breath the past few
hours."

She laughed, "Yeah, I can relate to that too."

I slowly turned to go in the house, as I did Boo swung the storm
door open.

When I got close to her, she put her arms up and moved toward me.
  I let her hug me close to her and I hugged her back.   We stood
like that for a little longer than either of had planned.   I did
not want to let go of her, she was shivering and I was in bad
need of a little security hug myself.

After a long moment, I felt her releasing me and I automatically
turned her loose, even though I really did not want to.   As she
turned to go back into the main part of the house I noticed that
she had on her pajamas, the same ones she normally wore back
home, kind of a loose fitting pants and top made of satin.   

As she moved away she said, "Mom is out of it, she went to bed
just after we got back here awhile ago.   Mandy is also in bed,
but I think she is awake, had some studying to do.    Lisa and I
are the only ones not totally whacked out."

I said, "Oh, maybe I should . . . . ?"

Boo said, "We want to talk to you, Lisa and me."

I just said, "OK" and followed her into the house.

As we entered the living room, Lisa who was setting on the couch,
hopped up and moved across the room toward me, a look of deep
concern on her face.   She was also wearing her pajamas, but hers
was just a short, pink camisole, with thin straps over her
shoulders that revealed a lot of skin, especially the tops of her
breasts.

She held out her arms to me and I moved into her.   She asked,
"Are you doing OK?"

As I hugged her, I said, "Yeah, I think so.   Sure has been a
different kind of day."

She said, "Just let Aunt Lisa hold you, things will get better."

I held her for a few seconds.   It was a strange kind of hug, she
kind of snuggled up to me, a really feminine kind of action and I
could feel her and smell her.   The feeling of her hair on my
face was exquisite.    I could feel the softness of her breasts
pressing into my chest and even the hard little point of her
nipples sticking me.

I heard a soft laugh behind me and Boo said, "You two best stop
that, we need to talk, remember."

Lisa said, "We need a hug right now, you too, come on over here,
it's group hug time."

I felt Boo move in beside Lisa and I placed my arms around both
of them.   I managed to glance down at Lisa's face, she was not
looking at me, but into Boo's eyes and I saw her give Boo a
little wink.

I held them both to me and just suddenly felt all the stress and
strain of the day began to ebb away.   Boo snuggled into my arms
too and held me around the chest really tight, squeezing me so
hard it was hard for me to breath.

A minute or more we stood like that before Lisa said, "Hey folks,
this is nice and I could stay like this forever, but we got to
talk!"

I turned loose of Boo and Lisa and they moved away from me.   I
watched Lisa as she moved away, she seemed almost to float away.

I was so intent on her, that I was kind of embarrassed when I
looked over at Boo, she had a really wild expression in her eyes,
I mean like she was super jealous.   The look seemed to fade away
as I looked at her, a kind of knowing smile replaced it.

Lisa said, "OK, a few things are important for David to
understand about us and the rules of the house."

I suddenly realized that Lisa had her own agenda in all of the
bullshit that had happened and she was making no bones about it,
she had a plan and I should listen to her.

I said, "Alright, let's talk about it."

Boo did not say a word, just moved over to the love seat across
from Lisa and sat down.

I took the easy chair, directly in the middle, they were sitting
across the small space between the chair and the couches and I
could see them both without turning my head.

Lisa said, "First, you understand our situation?"

I said, "I don't know all . . . well . . . a little, I guess."

Lisa was going to be pretty straight forward, I could tell by the
way she was looking into my eyes, but she acted like she wanted
me to say more something else, so I said, "I talked with Boo
awhile ago, then I . . . watched  . . ."

Lisa laughed at my lack of words and said, "OK, we all know about
those and what they show about us "girls".   There are many
things though that can not be understood unless we tell you.   So
here goes.   You just listen and if you have questions or
comments, stop me."

She looked at me, again like I was supposed to say something, the
only thing that would come out of my mouth, which felt as dry as
the Sahara Desert, was a kind of scratchy sounding, "Alright"

I needed something to drink and Lisa must have realized it,
because she said, "Lets get something to drink, want a beer or
some wine?"

I was able to shake my head up and down.

Boo said, "I'll get it, what do you want."

I said, "No alcohol, maybe a coke."

She hurried out of the room, Lisa and I both watched her.

Lisa said, "Beautiful young lady isn't she?"

I have to admit she was right, both my sisters are beautiful,
fresh young girls, just beginning their lives.   My mother and
Lisa are beautiful to me to, but in a different kind of way, more
mature and so confident, a womanly kind of beauty.

I said, "I think they are the most beautiful and wonderful girls
in the world, and you too.   I have always loved it when you held
me and talked to me."

Lisa said, "I love you, yes since the day you were born, I have .
. . many times . . . wished that you were my son and could be
with me all the time . . . maybe now that can be true . . . oh
shit I guess I am getting ahead of myself."

She kind of leaned back onto the couch and pulled her legs up
under her, getting more comfortable.   As she made herself more
comfortable, moving her legs around I was watching her.  As she
situated herself and I guess just being a man my eyes seemed
glued to her.   I got a flash of skin under the edge of the short
camisole, all I saw her pubic hair.   She was not wearing any
underwear.   A kind of heat, a new sensation to me, quickly
spread through me.

She laughed and said, "Hey, none of that, we got to talk."

Her direct manner, the fact that she saw me catch a beaver shot,
embarrassed me and I could feel my face turning red.

She said, "I like it when you get all pink" and laughed at me.

I said, "I am only a man, when a good looking women shows me her
stuff, I look."

Lisa laughed really big at that.

She said, "We need to be serious for awhile, OK?"

I said, "Sure, I am listening."

She said, "OK, so now that I have your attention.   What I am
going to say over the next few minutes, well  . . . some of it
will be a shock to you.   Think you can handle a few shocking
things?"

I said, "I think so, I have already been shocked until I don't
know what the hell is happening."

She smiled and said, "Well, the next things are directly about
you."

I said, "OK, guess  . . ."

She said, "No need to talk, you just listen."

I said, "Fine"

She began to tell me things that I had never heard nor even had
an inkling about.

She told me the following.

Beginning with, "History, family history is important."

"Your mom and dad."

"Your parents, or at least who you know as your parents, did not
get married until 1983.

I knew that could not be right, they had to have been married
before I was born and I was born in 1982.   I started to say
something, but Lisa kind of held out her hand and said, "Just
listen, it will be clear to you in a few minutes."

Just about that time Boo came back into the room with a tray of
drinks.   She stopped in front of me and I grabbed a glass off
the tray, and took a big drink.    It was coke, but it had a kind
of strange bitter kind of taste.

I looked at the glass kind of funny.   Boo noticed that I looked
at it and she said, "Taste OK?"

I said, "Just my taste buds I guess."

She did not say anything more and turned to Lisa.

Lisa was very, very intently watching Boo's face.   The look she
had asked a question and there was just a trace of a smile that
crossed her face.   What ever it was that passed between them
must have been part of their plan.   Anyway, I just let it go.

Boo sat the try on the end table and then settled herself back on
the love seat.

Lisa flipped her long hair back over her shoulders, took a deep
breath and started her story over again, saying. OK, your mom and
dad did not get married until the year after you were born.   You
were born in 1982, they did not get married until 1983."

She was about to continue her story, but I held up my hand and
said, "Wait, wait . . . I got a question . . . I don't understand
 . . ."

Lisa said, "Just bare with me, it will get cleared up, I
promise."

I said, "OK"

She started over, "You were born before your mom and dad got
married, a year before, actually about 16 months."

I said, "But they have always told everyone that they . . ."

I could see that look on Lisa's face, the one that said, if you
keep interrupting me we are never going to get this finished.   I
got the message and I said, "Sorry, I will shut up."

She laughed and said, "OK, that was a shock, I can see it, so I
will be a little more careful about how I tell you this.   Just
think of me as being the "family historian" or something and
listen real close."

I said, "Can do."  I took a big drink of my coke and sat back in
the chair to listen, trying to get myself to calm down and stop
interrupting.   Lisa saw me doing that and smiled at me in a kind
of strange way.

She continued, "Now that you know that you were born before they
got married, the next shocker is . . ."   She hesitated for a
long second and said, "You  . . . just listen to me, this is
really going to surprise you  . . . in a couple of ways . . . You
mom, the person you think is your mom  . . . she is not your
mother."

I almost jumped out of the chair, I could not believe what she
was saying, I leaned forward to stand up.   Lisa stopped me by
putting her hands out and saying, "Now set there and I will
explain."

I took a huge drink of the glass and kind of sat straight up in
the chair.

Lisa said, "Relax, just relax."

I looked over at Boo, she had a deep look of understanding on her
face.

I said, "Boo  . . . you know all this?"

She said, "Yes, I know."

I was still so shocked that I just stared at her.   She said, "I
have known for a long time  . . . I found out about a year ago  .
. . by accident."

Lisa interrupted her saying, "I need to tell you everything  . .
. you two have the rest of your lives to figure all this out and
talk to each other about it."

I said, "OK, but . . ."

A look of consternation crossed Lisa's face and I realized I had
to shut up and just listen.   I held out my hands and said, "OK,
OK, I got it, no more interruptions from me."

She went on, "Your mom is not your mom and your dad he's not your
dad either."

I almost did it again, but I felt a deeper relaxation begin to
flow through me and I glanced at the coke glass again, the bitter
taste of the coke made me kind of curious.

Lisa saw that look in my eyes and she said, "Yes, we put
something in your coke to help you relax, a mild tranquilizer,
nothing that will hurt you, just a little something to help you
live through this."

I said, "OK, with me, I feel really good."

Lisa laughed and said, "It does make things easier to live with,
tomorrow may be a little rough though."

Hell I did not care, she could have run over me with a truck and
I probably would have laughed about it.   In fact, I did laugh.

Lisa said, "Now that is better.   Let me continue.   You Mom is
not your genetic mother and your dad isn't your genetic father.
The same is true for all the other kids."

I said, "Ok, with me."   The tranquilizer was really kicking in
and I wanted some more so I took another drink of the coke.

Lisa said, "Your mother, is however, your birth mother.   She
carried you inside of herself and gave birth to you, as she did
with all the other kids."

I felt better about that anyway.   So I was not hers and dads
genetically, but I was still their child, born to them.

Lisa went on with her story, saying,  "When your mother and I
were in college we both participated in a medical study at the
university.   That was back in the earliest days of test tube
babies, when they were just beginning to develop the techniques
to do it.   You and all the other kids are test tube babies."

I said, "Wow that is neat."

Lisa said, "I thought you would find it interesting.   Yes, all
of you kids are truly siblings, brothers and sisters, in the
truest sense, but still your genes are different."

Lisa looked me for a second and then said, "You understand what I
mean?"

I said, "Yes, sure, I can understand that and I guess I can
accept it.  ah . . . If it is all true?"

She said, "Rest assured it is all true, I will show you the paper
work if you need for me to?"

I said, "Maybe later  . . . I might want to see  . . . the stuff,
I mean in writing."

She said, "Good, now I will tell you about me and your mother.  
There are some really bad things, or maybe not bad, just very
emotionally upsetting things about us and what happened to us
when we were young that you need to know."

I said, "OK, if you need me to know, I will listen."

She said, "Your mother and I were adopted daughters.   We are not
genetically related either.   Our father and mother could not
have children and that was long before the days of that they
could do what they do now.   So we were adopted."

I said, "Wow, that is amazing, but it was good too, I bet."

Lisa got a really sorrowful look on her face and said, "Yes in
many ways it was good, our parents were good people, but they
were strange too.   Especially our father.   Mom was just a great
person, but dad was different.   He had some really different
perspectives and some of them kind of came back to cause your
mother and I a lot of sorrow and bad feelings."

I looked at her in a really concerned way, wondering what she
meant, but I could tell that what ever it was, that it had been
really hard on her.

She continued, "Our dad, he was a doctor, remember?"

I said, "Sure, I remember, a good one too!"

She said, "Yes, he was known as a great doctor, at least to the
rest of the world, but to us . . . he was just dad.   Anyway,
when we were young, before we were 4 and 5 he did something that
changed us forever.   No, he did not molest us, it had nothing to
do with that, sort of, he was a good father and loved us dearly."
  She paused to compose herself.

I could tell that what she was getting ready to say was hard for
her and I did not want to press her, so I just let her get
herself ready.

She said, "When we were both young, he told mother that he
thought we should have our appendix out.   It just seemed like a
normal request to mom.   She viewed his desire to do that to us
mostly as a method of saving us from having to have it removed
later. We were both very young when he did that, probably when we
were very first brought home, neither of us, your mom or I,
remember it ever being done."

She took a deep breath and sat back in the chair, like she was
organizing her thoughts again.

I just looked at her and glanced at Boo.   Boo had not said a
word, but she had a look in her eyes that would kill, so I knew
that whatever was coming next was pretty bad.

Lisa kind of shook her head and said, "But it is what he did in
addition to taking out our appendix that hurt us both so bad, at
least initially.   While he had us on the operating table he also
removed our ovaries, making us both sterile.   Neither of us can
have children that are genetically our own."

I was shocked again and said, "Oh, my god Lisa, I am so sorry to
hear that."

She said, "Well, in some ways it has been best for both of us.  
Your mother was the one most upset by it, at least when we found
out what he had done.   We did not find out what he had done
until after both mom and dad had died and we only found out then
because of things that he left that we did not get until his will
was read.   I am sure that your mother has told you that our
parents were much older, both early 50'ish when we were born?"

I said, "Yes, she has told us all that her parents were old when
she was born, but she never said that you and she were adopted."

I looked at Boo and Boo shook her head to confirm that basically
she had been told the same thing, but I also got the impression
that there was more that Boo knew that she could not talk about
right at the moment.

Lisa went on, saying, "Well, we were told by letters, one to each
of us.   Your mother got one and I got one.   Dad thought
necessary to write two letters, I guess to ensure that we were
both informed.   Maybe he thought that if he only told one of us
that we would not share the information."

I could understand that possibility, sometimes people keep those
kinds of things secret, mostly to spare the hurt that someone
would go through when they found out.

I looked at Lisa and she said, "There was a lot in each letter
about each of us. Who our natural parents were and all kinds of
things that we never knew.   Also, he said that our natural
parents were carriers of a genetic disease, both my father and
your mother's father died in their early 30's from it.   He gave
the reason for having removed our ovaries as he just did not want
us, me or your mom, to ever have to face the choice of having
children that could also have the disease.   The hurt to us both
was that he did not let us make the decision."

I said, "I can see both sides of it, yours is by far the most
important to me, but I can see why he did it, even though I think
it was a horrible thing to do."

She said, "Both of us found out at the same time, or with a few
minutes of each other anyway.   The letters were given to us only
after the will had been read and the lawyer told us that we were
supposed to adjoin to separate private rooms, read the letters
and then he would finish reading the will."

I just watched her and she continued, saying, "We did exactly as
the will told us to, we each went into different rooms and read
our letters.   Both of us, when we came back into the lawyer's
office we were in tears.   I knew what your mothers letter said
because the letter I had said it had been done to her too."

I could hardly move I was so caught up in her story and she was
not wasting any time.

"At the will reading, the lawyer gave us both packages of
information about the newest technologies for
invitro-fertilization.   We were told that one of the actions he
was required to do by the will was to prepare the package of
information and give it to us.   He further said that dad had
made all the necessary arrangements for us to participate in
several of the studies that were going on at major colleges,
hospitals and clinics around the country.

Your mother was attending university at that time.   I was not
going to school and had no plans to do so.

Your mother, as I said, was by far the most upset by what we were
told.   Once she got back to college she immediately looked up
the people doing the studies and volunteered to participate.   I
never did that, I never really had the same desire your mom had
to be a mother, so what was done to me really did not affect me
very much.

She participated in the studies and she got you from them.   Then
she met your dad, they got married and continued to have
children, all the rest of you kids, the same way.   Your mother
was not so sure that she could ever tell you, but then all this
crap of the past few days had happened.   So after all this, we
decided that you had to be told, for more reasons than you can
imagine.

I looked puzzled for a second, wondering what she meant, then
things began to dawn on me.

First and foremost, my sisters, even though they were my sisters
were really not related by blood, what did this mean?   Did it
mean that the relationship, the one that I saw on the videotapes
was not as socially taboo as it appeared?

Was sex, if it happened, between me and my sisters, not really
sex between a brother and sister?   What about between me and
Lisa?   Or even me and my mother for that matter?   Dad and
girls?   God it was confusing and I could see exactly what Lisa
said about things being so messed up.

I had been in such deep thought that I almost did not hear Boo
speaking.   I looked around at her and said, "What . . . I am
really confused . . . sorry."

Boo said, "I can see that, but what I wanted to say is probably
what you are already thinking about.   That is, the sex thing
between Mandy and me, well we do not view it as being sex between
sisters.   We think of it as sex between to people who love each
other very dearly, so much do we love each other that we see no
harm in doing what we do."

I said, "Boo that is exactly what I was thinking about . . . and
I think  . . . at least initially that I agree and I do not think
my mind will change.   At least I hope I continue to think of it
like that."

After I said that both Boo and Lisa had big smiles on their
faces, I could tell that what I said was exactly what they wanted
me to say.

Suddenly the was a loud chime sounding in the room and I realized
that it was getting late and looked at my watch, but I was
surprised that it was only 2:00 am.   The whole story that Lisa
had told me had taken her less than 20 minutes.   Twenty minutes
to tell me a story that covered a good portion of her life and
mine.

Lisa saw me glance at my watch and said, "Really does not take
very long to change your life forever does it?"

I said, "Wow, you are sure right about that!"

Lisa said, "Well, do you have any questions?"

I was still really confused and did not think I was ready to
venture into anything else, but it dawned on me that I had not
seen Mandy, so I asked, "Where is Mandy?"

Boo and Lisa both laughed, Lisa said, "Well David, she was so
upset by what has happened and so concerned about what you might
think about her that she sort of was scared to see you until you
knew more about the whole thing."

I got kind of upset, I guess the women could see it on my face
and Boo said, "Hey David, wait a second, it is not what your
thinking  . . . I hope anyway . . . Mandy loves you so much that
she thought that if you did not accept what you know  . . . or
maybe got pissed that she was not sure that she could take it
from you.   She has been through hell the past couple of days,
things you do not yet know about happened.   She wanted to either
have things get better for you and she or at least always have
good memories about you."

I calmed right down with those words and said, "Opps, sorry I got
upset, I promise it will not happen again and I love her too, so
much it really amazes me.   Can I see her?   Where is she?"

Lisa got back into it then, she said, "Of course you can see her,
but we have to ask a couple of questions first."

I said, "Ok, ask away."

Lisa said, "So you accept everything we have said so far tonight
as being true?"

I said, "Yes, I do accept them as being true, but I probably will
want to know more about a few things."

She said, "Fine, any thing you need to ask, just ask, me, Boo or
your mother have all made it a point to agree that we will answer
them.   However, it is probably best that you talk to me first,
at least before you start hitting your mother with questions that
could upset her.   Ask me first and if I can help you I will, if
I think it is ok to ask you mom, then I will send you on to her.
OK?"

I said, "That is fine, but can I see mom?"

Lisa said, "Of course you can, just don't get into a lot of deep
discussions right now, she is not ready for it.   OK?"

I said, "Fine with me, no deep questions, just the I love you and
will be here to help you anytime you need me."

Lisa said, "Great!   Now for Mandy, the questions she wants you
to answer."

I said, "OK"

Lisa said, "Well you have sort of answered it, but I will ask any
way.   Do you still love her?"

I said, "Absolutely, probably more now than ever before."

Lisa said, "That is the right answer.   New question, do you have
any regret over having seen the video of her playing like she was
having sex with you?"

I said, "No, none, I kind of liked it and it made me very  . . .
excited."

Lisa said, "Again the right answer.   Mandy wanted us to send you
back to her room if you want to see her, she is studying for a
test in one of her classes.   She is in the back bedroom on the
left."

I said, "That is it?   I can just go back and see her?"

Boo said, "David, she loves you, of course you can go see her!"

Lisa did not say anything, just smiled at me.

I stood up and looked at Lisa, she had a smile on her face that
said, "Go get it" and she kind of winked at me.

Boo had a delirious look of pure love on her face when I looked
at her.   She said, "Can I come back there too?"

I said, "Boo, wait a few minutes and then you can if you want to,
I need to see Mandy a minute or two, just the two of us, OK?"

She said, "OK, I will wait.   I probably should wait until you
call me, OK?"

I said, "That is a good idea, it won't be long I promise."

Boo got a really devious look on her face and said, "I hope IT is
as long as I think IT is!!!"

Lisa said, "Boo shame on you!"

I got the message that she was talking about my cock.   I said,
"Hey it might not be that long, but it is plenty long enough!"

They both laughed and I walked out of the room and headed down
the darkened hallway to the room where Mandy was.   I could see a
bar of light at the bottom of the door and headed directly for
it.


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