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Chapter 6

The Story The Authors

Sadly, throwing the martinis in their face didn't seem to help. 'What a waste!' Tiki mumbled as she watched them lick their face, while still in a deep, trance like sleep. Zippy

A blue and white van pulled up on the sidewalk next to the fountain. The mean looking woman with the cane alighted followed by two jovial gentleman dressed in white. She surveyed the four scorched women laying about the sidewalk licking their faces. Finally she introduced herself, " Las Vegas is a family-friendly environment. My name is Miss deMeanor and it is my responsibility to see that Las Vegas remains a litter free community." Looking directly at Vashondra, Miss deMeanor continued "I am offering you and your girls a hope at redemption." One of the jovial gentleman had already siddled up to Candace and was feeding her cheese nabs and rubbing her face with an aloe salve. Vashondra could feel the air-conditioning eminating from the open door of the van. "We thankfully accept your offer Miss deMeanor, show us the door to redemption." With a nudge of her cane Miss deMeanor ordered Kwami and TJ to bring out the litters and carry the ladies into the van. Only Vashondra insisted on walking, despite her infirmities Miss deMeanor took her elbow to help up the step. elan

TJ and Kwami helped the women into bunk-bed style cots and packed frozen water bottles about their bodies. "This would be heaven,"Tiki thought to herself "if only I had a frozen martini to go with my body." As Kwami drove, Miss deMeanor picked up a microphone and announced to her captives, "Your corparal needs will be taken care of, we are escorting you to the Home for Friendless Maiden Ladies, run by the Sisters of Mercy. It is expected that you will conform to their regulations. When you are able to work, it is expected that you will repay your benefactors in kind. I will be leaving you at the next stop. Via Con Dios." The van pulled to the curb and Miss deMeanor stepped out. Vashondra felt relieved, "This wasn't so bad" she thought as she reached into the wilting scorched beehive for the martini shaker. The van crossed the iron gates surrounded by old stone walls of the Home. Sixteen novices in full habits awaited them. Each was bearing a funny looking water bottle with a tube and a battery operated razor. Theresa

The Story	The Authors
Sadly, throwing the martinis in their face didn't seem to help. 'What a waste!' Tiki mumbled as she watched them lick their face, while still in a deep, trance like sleep.	Zippy
A blue and white van pulled up on the sidewalk next to the fountain. The mean looking woman with the cane alighted followed by two jovial gentleman dressed in white. She surveyed the four scorched women laying about the sidewalk licking their faces. Finally she introduced herself, " Las Vegas is a family-friendly environment. My name is Miss deMeanor and it is my responsibility to see that Las Vegas remains a litter free community." Looking directly at Vashondra, Miss deMeanor continued "I am offering you and your girls a hope at redemption." One of the jovial gentleman had already siddled up to Candace and was feeding her cheese nabs and rubbing her face with an aloe salve. Vashondra could feel the air-conditioning eminating from the open door of the van. "We thankfully accept your offer Miss deMeanor, show us the door to redemption." With a nudge of her cane Miss deMeanor ordered Kwami and TJ to bring out the litters and carry the ladies into the van. Only Vashondra insisted on walking, despite her infirmities Miss deMeanor took her elbow to help up the step.	elan
TJ and Kwami helped the women into bunk-bed style cots and packed frozen water bottles about their bodies. "This would be heaven,"Tiki thought to herself "if only I had a frozen martini to go with my body." As Kwami drove, Miss deMeanor picked up a microphone and announced to her captives, "Your corparal needs will be taken care of, we are escorting you to the Home for Friendless Maiden Ladies, run by the Sisters of Mercy. It is expected that you will conform to their regulations. When you are able to work, it is expected that you will repay your benefactors in kind. I will be leaving you at the next stop. Via Con Dios." The van pulled to the curb and Miss deMeanor stepped out. Vashondra felt relieved, "This wasn't so bad" she thought as she reached into the wilting scorched beehive for the martini shaker. The van crossed the iron gates surrounded by old stone walls of the Home. Sixteen novices in full habits awaited them. Each was bearing a funny looking water bottle with a tube and a battery operated razor.	Theresa

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