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Chapter 3a

Cindy:

      	Cindy was an observant girl.  Very observant, and there were
things here that weren't adding up.  The first one was that, before
she'd gone into the bathroom, Tina had been showing signs of being very
upset by whatever had happened this morning.  But when she came out of
the bathroom, it was like she almost didn't remember that anything had
happened.  Next, Cindy was absolutely sure that Tina had had bruises
beginning to rise on her ribs, and knew she'd had a split lip.  Now,
not only were her ribs not showing any sign of darkening, but her lip
was completely healed; it was neither split nor swollen even slightly.
Which was crazy.

      	All the craziness didn't keep Cindy from watching her Mistress
do her workout.  She seemed to be pushing herself very hard, and her
muscles were showing, lean, sexy and driving Cindy mad.  Tina's skin
gleamed with sweat, and Cindy wished she could lay Tina down and lick
her clean.  She was willing to bet, from the looks of some of the other
kids in the class, that she wasn't the only one affected.  There were
several Requests to touch her, usually when Tina was in an especially
exposed position, and more than one finger found its way inside her
body.  It was also surprising to see one set of girls who were close
friends, working as a team to try and make Tina cum.

      	There had been a lot of speculation that Darla and Susan were
lovers, despite the fact that Darla had a boyfriend at the moment and
Susan was dating two different guys.  They were just so comfortable
with each other, often finding reasons to hold hands, hug and kiss
(although never with tongue -- at least in public) that people assumed
that the boyfriend thing was a cover.  Anyway, Cindy watched openly, as
did a lot of other kids in the class, as Darla began tugging on Tina's
nipples (after receiving permission), while Susan got on her knees and
started rubbing Tina's clit.

      	Cindy had noticed that Tina had a pretty big clit, and it was
soon obvious that Susan knew her way around one very well.  Tina's hips
were bucking, but in the end, they were unable to make her cum.  The
girls looked disappointed, and when Cindy walked over, she overheard
something that explained why.

      	"Damn," said Susan.  "You either don't like me, or you've got a
lot of control."

      	"Oh, I like you just fine," smiled Tina, taking Susan's hand,
which was wet with her own secretions, and starting to lick it.

      	She managed to get Susan to kiss her while they both licked
Tina's juices from her fingers.  Susan came from that, something that
actually surprised her and made Darla burst out laughing.

      	"Wow, that must have been fun," she said, giggling at her
friend's surprised expression.

      	"Shit!  How did you do that?" she asked.

      	"Tsk, tsk," smiled Tina.  "That wasn't the bet. The bet was that
you two and your boyfriends would get me to play with *if* you could
make me cum in less than five minutes."

      	"Hey, it was a blast trying," smiled Darla.

      	Then all three of them looked at Cindy, who blushed and stepped
back.

      	"Care to make a wager, Cindy?" asked Darla.

      	"Uh... no wagers for me, thanks," said the girl.

      	"But you're sooo hot," smiled Susan, slinking up to the naked
girl.  She was careful not to touch Cindy though, since she didn't have
permission.  "Oh, Cindy love, I have a Request."

      	Shit! thought Cindy.  This wasn't something she could escape
from.

      	"Now, now, girls," broke in Tina.  "Remember, you have to ask
_me_ for permission, that was part of our negotiations."

      	"Oh, darn," pouted Susan.

      	Cindy heaved a sigh of relief.  She was pretty sure she'd never
be able to hold out against the two beauties.  But then, she wouldn't
be making any bets about it, either.  Cumming in front of her gym class
would be humiliating enough.

      	Tina smiled and walked toward Cindy, who recognized the look in
her Mistress' eye.  Uh oh.

       	"Don't worry.  I'll let you play with Cindy tomorrow," purred
Tina, grabbing Cindy's hair and pulling her head back.

       	Cindy gasped, then moaned as Tina closed her fingers hard on
one nipple.  She almost melted when Tina pushed her tongue into her
eager mouth, and moaned as she sucked on her Mistress' tongue.

       	"Oh god, you don't play fair, do you?" breathed Susan.

       	"Nope," smiled Tina after breaking the kiss.

       	Cindy was in a fog of lust as she was pulled by the hand into
the boys' shower.

       	There was a lot of teasing in the shower, and every guy there
was erect, as they spent a lot of time playing with Tina and Cindy.
Cindy was pretty lust-crazed and seriously starting to wonder what it
would be like to play with one of those nice, hard cocks.  Tina seemed
to be enjoying the boys who wanted to finger her, and Cindy was
subjected to a number of caresses, as well.  They were almost ready to
get out, when Tina made her announcement.

       	"Okay, guys, you've had your fun; now, I want some, too," she
said.

       	Cindy looked around as the guys, some of them nervous and some
of them with looks of anticipation on their face, turned toward Tina.

       	"I'm in the mood for something.  Like I said, you guys got to
play with me, so I think it's only fair if I get to play with one of
you," she said.

       	There was a lot of general agreement (surprise, surprise).
Cindy wondered what Tina had up her sleeve, though.

       	"So, anyone have a problem with that?"

       	Resounding "No's!" filled the shower.

       	"Good," said the girl.

       	Everyone, including Cindy, held their breath as Tina walked
slowly across the shower.  She was just so rawly sexual, it was
impossible to ignore her, and there wasn't a single soft cock to be
seen.  She walked over to the corner of the shower and gently slid her
hand around one of the largest cocks there.




Tina:

       	Eddie was a very big guy in lots of ways.  He was good looking,
a good football player and pretty smart, as well.  Tina read his
fantasies easily as she walked over to him.  Despite what everyone
thought, Eddie was very, very shy.  Women terrified him, even though he
hid it too well for anyone to know.  The 'girlfriend from another
school' everyone thought he had was a sympathetic cousin who shielded
him from most, but not all, of the advances of the other girls.

       	He was lonely, but far too self-conscious to even try and get a
date -- not that he'd have any trouble.  Tina was able to read all this
and thought it would be a good time to introduce him to the world of
blowjobs.  After all, one of her duties as a Priestess was to help
people explore sexual pleasure, and here was a guy with a sky-high sex
drive who was too shy to get any.

       	Eddie, she knew, was wondering why the hell she'd picked him,
but was too dumbfounded to stop her.  This little fifteen-year-old had
total control over him as she pulled him, by his very hard cock, to the
middle of the shower room and proceeded to give him a mind-destroying
blowjob.  It was slow, it was subtle, it was insanely teasing, and how
he managed to hold off as long as he did was not something he was even
capable of considering until much later in the day.

       	Other guys crowded around to watch, but Tina managed to get
Cindy inside the circle so she could get a front row view.  Tina made
her kneel and watch her Mistress' lips and mouth -- and, astonishingly,
her throat! -- pleasure a thick, seven inch long cock.  There were a
number of guys who couldn't restrain themselves and started to play
with their own cocks while watching Tina blow Eddie.

    	Finally, her pace picked up.  They didn't have all day, after all,
and Eddie was getting a little wild.  She cupped his balls gently in
her hand and squeezed just a bit while putting exactly the right
pressure under the ridge of his cock.  He came, dumping huge spurts of
cum into Tina's mouth.  She didn't pull away, even slightly, and made
sure she pleasured him to the fullest.  One or two other guys came at
the same time, their sperm splashing on Tina's damp skin.  Once she
finished, Tina tilted her head back and opened her mouth, showing
everyone just how much semen Eddie had been storing.  But rather than
swallow it, she turned toward Cindy.

    	Cindy was going nuts.  Watching Tina take that large cock into her
mouth made her body ache to be penetrated, and Tina knew it.  She
stood, then pulled Cindy's head back with one hand.  Her other hand
opened Cindy's mouth, and she slowly drooled the entire load of cum
into her little slave.  As she did, one hand slipped down and roughly
pinched a nipple.  Cindy came while she swallowed Eddie's cum.

         Five other guys came then, too, this time shooting their sperm
over both the girls.  That sight triggered more orgasms in the guys,
until finally everyone who'd stayed in the shower had had an orgasm.
Tina smiled, still giving a show, and scooped cum off her body and
shared it between Cindy and herself.

    	"Hey!  I don't know what's going on in there, but get a move
on!" yelled coach.

    	There were groans aplenty from the guys, many of whom were
starting to get hard again.  They all cleared out while Cindy and Tina
rinsed off.  There was a lot of clapping when they left the shower to
dry off.

    	Even though they didn't have to dress, Tina and Cindy were about
the last out of the locker room.  Except for Eddie, who was a bright
red.

    	"Thanks..." he said to Tina, trailing off.

    	"Eddie," she smiled, reaching up to lay a hand on his cheek.
"You're a really nice guy.  I'm sure that, if it were known you
were... available... you'd have girls lining up to get a date."

    	He smiled and stared at the floor.  Tina could read a change in
him, which was good.  She as pretty sure that she was one of the few
girls that had ever spoken to him, and that he found that he liked
that.  Plus, the memory of the blowjob was firm in his mind, and he was
thinking he wanted to experience that again for sure.  Somehow though,
he also knew it wouldn't be with Tina, and he was alright with that,
which was good.



Cindy:

         Cindy was still trembling with lust from the kiss her Mistress
had given her.  A kiss that had filled her mouth with a man's cum for
the first time.  The taste had been a bit salty and the texture thick,
even mixed with Tina's saliva, but she had felt sooo sexy swallowing
it.  Especially with all those guys watching!  Once out of the shower,
they had quickly dried off, even though her pussy never seemed to be
dry when Tina was around.

	Apparently, Tina had the same issue.

         "Cindy, hon," smiled Tina, "Please, come here."

         Uh oh, thought Cindy.  Tina had that look that meant she was
going to do something to really crank up Cindy's engines.  Fortunately,
the guys had already cleared out.  And if they didn't hurry, then she
and Tina would be late for their classes.  She watched as her Mistress
slid two fingers deep inside herself, then pulled them out.  Cindy was
breathing hard, and Tina backed her up against the lockers.  With her
other hand, she gathered up Cindy's wrists, then held them over her
head.

         To Cindy's astonishment, Tina ran her fingers over one of her
armpits, liberally smearing her essence there.  She reinserted her
fingers, repeated the coating on the other side, then she backed off
and smiled.  Cindy lowered her arms.

         "That should keep you thinking of me," said Tina.  "Oh, wait,
one more thing."

         Quickly, she swiped her fingers between her lower lips once
again, then smeared her thick lube over Cindy's upper lip.  Cindy found
her heart racing and her knees weak with lust.  Why was her Mistress
teasing her like this?

         Cindy realized, even as that thought crossed her mind, that
Tina was doing exactly the things Cindy wanted someone to do to her.
And one of those things was merciless teasing.  Tina pushed her fingers
into Cindy's mouth, and Cindy eagerly licked them clean.  Tina dried
them, then ran one finger through Cindy's pussy lips and held it up for
Cindy to see thick liquid on it.

         "Turnabout's fair play, lover," smiled Tina, coating her own
upper lip.  "I don't want to be forgetting how delicious your little
pussy smells."

         Cindy felt something like fire racing through her veins.  The
lust she felt was nothing short of amazing.  She really wanted to cum,
but apparently it was not in the cards for her, at least not at the
moment.  They headed off to bio class, where Cindy would no doubt be
watching Tina get put through her paces.



Tina:

         Teasing Cindy had been a lot of fun, and Tina was actually
looking forward to bio class.  She didn't know what Mr. Jennings had
planned, but she was sure she'd like it.

	As it turned out, she didn't like it.  Not one bit.

         "Tina," he said when they walked in, "may I speak to you,
please?"

         "Sure," she replied.  Maybe he was going to give her a
heads-up on what the demo would be.

         "How are you holding up?" he asked.

         Tina frowned at him.  She remembered, vaguely, what had
happened with the Bob crew, but it seemed like it had been a long time
ago.  Besides, she hadn't been hurt, no one had been killed, so life
was good.

         "I'm fine," she said, smiling.  "What sort of demo are we
doing today?"

         Mr. Jennings eyes bugged.  "Demo?" he asked.  "We're not doing
any demo today.  After what happened this morning, I'm not even sure we
should continue the Program, never mind teaching you kids about the
outer edges of sex play."

         "That's just stupid," she said, leaning towards him.  "I'm
fine, they're in jail, what's the big deal?"

         "Tina," said Mr. Jennings, "I can't believe I'm hearing you
say this.  It would be totally irresponsible to use you as our subject
today."

         Tina was getting pissed.  She'd been looking forward to this,
and her teacher was spoiling it.  "So, what then, they win?  This is
fun for me!  I'm not going to let them take away my sexuality because
they're a bunch of uncivilized animals, and I'm not going to let you
take it away either.  If you don't want to do the demo, fine, but
you're only hurting the class and doing nothing for me."

         Mr. Jennings looked shocked.  "Tina, I think you need to go to
the office.  I think you're not handling this whole thing very well.
Ignoring it won't make what happened go away."

         "I'm not ignoring anything," she said, raising her voice a
bit.  "They didn't get away with it.  To me, it was just a fight.  What
difference does it make _why_ they were attacking me?  They didn't win,
and nothing happened."

         "I'm sorry, Tina," said Mr. Jennings.  "Please, go to the
office.  I'll explain to Ms. Ellis that you're not there for a
punishment, but I think you should tell her why I sent you."

     	Tina compressed her lips in anger.  "Fine," she said.  "Whatever.
 But if you're using someone live for your lecture, you keep your hands
off Cindy."

         "Tina, I'm trying to be reasonable because of what you went
through.  But please remember that you are not the teacher here, and
don't give me orders," he said.  "Now, please go."

         Tina turned without another word and gathered up her books.
She stopped at Cindy's desk and said, "Sweetie, as your Mistress, I'm
telling you you may not participate in any Request from our teacher.
Am I clear?"

         Cindy gulped.  "Yes, Mistress."

         "I'll see you in physics class," said Tina as she left the
room.




Cindy:

           Cindy watched Tina leave the room in shock.  It was obvious
that she'd had an argument with Mr. Jennings, but Cindy couldn't
imagine over what.

		Mr. Jennings called for attention.

           "What I'm about to say will not leave this room," he
started.  "By tomorrow, there will be rumors flying all over the
school.  I don't know what they'll be, but I'm sure that most of them
will be bullshit.  I'd ask that you remember that."

           There was surprise from the class.  Teachers didn't curse at
or to their students.  Not ever.  Something really bad must have
happened, and Cindy was betting on Tina having been involved.

           "Don't read anything into today's topic, either," continued
the teacher.  "I would have brought it up tomorrow or Friday, anyway.
Don't bother to speculate on why Tina has left the classroom.  I'll
tell you that she and I disagreed on something, and one thing that I
don't accept from my students is disrespect.  Tina is currently on her
way to the Principal's office.  I'm sure she'll be back tomorrow."

           Cindy had the feeling that Mr. Jennings was sort of skirting
the truth.  Well, later she'd find out what happened from her Mistress.

           "Now," started Mr. Jennings.  "We've been talking about BDSM
and what it is all about.  We're going to take today to discuss the
difference between BDSM and real abuse.  Since BDSM is so
misunderstood, many people think that it's abusive.  They are also
under the mistaken impression that a submissive wants or -- perhaps
because of their choice -- deserves to be abused.  Nothing could be
further from the truth.

           "If you think that a submissive is weak, then I'd ask you to
consider how many of you would be able to endure even the light scenes
that I put Tina through?  Even if you did enjoy it, would any of you
have the courage to ask for what you wanted?  Consider also..."




Tina:

           She was furious as she flounced down on the couch in front
of the Principal's office.  This was just stupid!  She wasn't some
little kid who'd been scared by a bunch of boys.  She was a woman who
defended herself, successfully, against five to one odds.  She wasn't
even hurt.

           Once she was called into the office and Ms. Ellis got out of
her why she was there, she picked up the phone and called Ken.  That
made Tina even more furious, but she said nothing until Ken arrived.
Once again, she told her story, and Ken frowned for a second.  Tina
could faintly feel their Goddess's presence, and Ken nodded, almost to
himself.  Tina was sure that Lea had said something to him, although
she couldn't imagine what.

           "Tina, please calm down," he started.

           That only made her more angry, and he just looked at her.

		Ken was her guardian.  He was also her lover (one of many), but most
importantly, he was her High Priest.  She flushed, and realized that
just maybe she was getting out of hand.

           "I'm sorry, Sir," she said.  "It's just that I don't
understand what the big deal is."

           "I know you don't.  When we get home, though, I'm sure Lea
will explain what happened," he said.

           Oh shit, thought Tina.  Please tell me I haven't pissed off
our Goddess!

		Suddenly a subtle warmth and love filled her, taking her anger and
frustration away.  Tina realized that Lea wasn't angry with her, at
all.  That was a big relief.  Not because she'd have to endure Divine
Punishment or some such bullshit like that.  Lea didn't work that way.
But all of Her Circle loved Her deeply and the thought that she might
have angered Lea, even accidentally, or disappointed Her, was more than
punishment enough!

    	Tina stayed in the office -- no longer as angry, but a good deal
more confused -- until it was time for her to go to physics.  Ken
remained in the office, and was still there when Mr. Jennings arrived.
She apologized for her behavior and left, but would have loved to have
been able to stay and listen to *that* conversation.

	Physics went by quickly.  Cindy seemed to have sobered quite a bit
during bio, and Tina wondered what the hell Mr. Jennings had been
talking about.  Still, she was subtle in her advances and had
advantages that normal people didn't, so by the time class was over,
Cindy was panting with lust once again.  Which turned out to be a good
thing, as she'd realized that, since Tina had convinced her to come to
school nude this morning and she was riding back with her mother
_after_ school, this presented a problem.  Little Cindy had nothing to
wear on the trip back to her house!

	Tina waved at her slave, as she drove off with her mother, who,
thankfully, was waiting for her after school.  Tina couldn't wait until
tonight.  Cindy's mom and dad -- and of course, Cindy -- would be at
the mansion.  And Tina would have Cindy staying at the mansion the rest
of the week.  This was gonna be great.

    	In the meantime, Ken drove up to pick her up and off they went,
back to the mansion.




Cindy:

    	Mr. Jennings' class was very frightening to her.  For one thing,
she was sure that no matter what he said, his topic was selected in
response to something that had happened to Tina.  Already, there were
rumors going around the school that some of Bob's friends were in the
hospital, and Bob himself was with Jimmi in a holding cell.  Bob was
eighteen (having been left back once), so whatever he'd done might
actually put him in jail.

    	Her mother seemed uncomfortable to have her naked daughter in the
front seat of their car on the ride back.  Public nudity wasn't
particularly acceptable, even with the advent of the Program and the
effect it had had on some state laws.

    	They made small talk on the way back, and even though she was
nervous because her child was nude, her mom was very interested in her
day.  Very interested.  It wasn't that her parents weren't normally
interested in what went on at school, but her mom's pointed questions
were the final confirmation that something dreadful had happened today.

    	"Mom," said Cindy, "if you just tell me what you want to
know, I'll try to answer you."

    	"I don't know what you mean, honey," said her mom.

    	"Look, I know that something happened at school.  I'm pretty
sure that Tina was involved, but that's all I know."

    	"I see," replied her mom, in such a way as to indicate that
she knew a lot more than Cindy did.

    	"So, are you gonna tell me what's going on, or do I have to read
it in the paper?" asked Cindy.

    	"I think that it might come up in discussion at the Whitestones'
tonight," replied Mrs. Wells.  "If it does, then fine, but if it
doesn't, then we'll just have to see.  Oh, and they did invite us to
come by early, so that we could use the pool.  So, as soon as your dad
gets home, we're going to leave."

    	All this mysterious crap annoyed Cindy who, as soon as they got
home, went right to her computer and started poking around in the
headline news.  The most information she got was that several boys from
her school were in the hospital and two were in jail.  No names were
released, and someone was doing a very good job of stonewalling the
press.  Usually, they were all over anything that had to do with
violence in school.  Lots of hand-wringing mothers and clueless
neighbors ("He was such a quiet boy") made for great, if
exceedingly banal, copy.  She was so absorbed in her research, that she
just yelled "come in" when there was a knock at the door.

    	She spun in her chair and stood up, only to find herself facing
her father.  He  stopped in shock.  It had been a very long time since
he'd seen his daughter naked.  It seemed he was unprepared for the fact
that, aside from a few minor changes here and there, she was an almost
exact duplicate of his wife.

    	"Uh, Cindy," he said, trying not to show how nervous he was,
"were you planning on choosing something to wear to dinner
tonight?"

    	Cindy's answer was to blush a bright red, head to toe.  Still, the
Program had done something for her, since she neither squealed nor
tried to cover herself.

    	"Trust me," she said, "what I'm wearing will work fine.  But
it is a little chilly in here, so I'll be out in a second."

    	"Uh, right.  Yes," said the man, retreating with obvious
relief.

    	Cindy did her best to stifle the gales of laughter that exploded
from her.  Why she found this entire situation hilariously funny, she
couldn't say.  But she did.




Tina:

           Once they left the school, it didn't take long for Tina to
notice they weren't heading for home.

           "Where are we going, Ken?" she asked.

           "We still have some questions to answer about what happened
this morning," he answered grimly.

           Tina felt that odd duality about what had happened.  She
remembered everything with crystal clarity, but her emotions seemed
disconnected from the incident.

           "Tina, Lea told me what She did," he said.

           Tina dimly remembered a 'conversation' with her Goddess this
morning.  She connected the dots and looked at Ken.

           "She did something to my emotions, didn't she?" asked Tina.

           "Yes," he replied.  "She didn't feel the need to allow you
to suffer with this in school."

           Tina leaned back and thought about it.  That was fine with
her, she guessed.  On the other hand, not that she wanted to feel the
emotions, but they _were_ a part of what happened to her.  How could
she become strong and cope with life if Lea always took away the pain?
Thinking it through, Tina got the feeling that that wasn't Lea's plan,
and wondered what they Goddess had in mind.  Lea was playful,
mischievous and (literally) inhumanly sexy.  She also had zero sense of
humor when it came to protecting Her followers.  Considering how many
of them had been killed and tortured in the last two thousand or so
years, Tina could agree with Her point of view.

           "I know it will take a bit of acting," said Ken, "but try to
make them think that you're upset by what happened."

           "I'm not upset, exactly," said Tina.  "I'm pretty pissed
off, though."

           "That'll work," replied Ken.  "Just don't overdo it."

           That became more difficult during the next three hours, as
she was grilled over and over by the detectives.  Fortunately, the
presence of David kept the ugliness in check.  Barely.  However, one of
the cops did come very close to a hospital stay, at one point.

           "Little slut probably just teased their brains out," he
said, a little too loudly.  "They never know their place."

           Faster than anyone could even blink, the man found Ken
staring down at him, inches away from his face.  He was so startled
that he, belatedly, went for his gun.  A vice gripped his wrist, making
his fingers go numb.  Tina could see the man pale.

           "That's my ward you're talking about," said Ken in a low
voice.

           The detective started to rise from the table.  His look was
resigned, and Tina thought that maybe this cop had caused trouble
before.

           "Mr. Whitestone ..." he began.

           "Tina's fifteen," he continued, evidently putting more
pressure on the guy's wrist.  "No fifteen year old should be attacked
by a pack of animals."

           "She ... she was unclothed," started the man in a strained
voice.

           "Sergeant Hamilton," stated the detective, "go get some
coffee."

           "My duty," said the man, holding his now released wrist, but
not going for his gun anymore, "is to remain ..."

           "You're off this case," said the detective.  "You've been
warned before, and I'm not going to go into it now."

           The man, still somewhat shaken, left the room.

		The detective sighed and sat down.  "My apologies," he said.  "He's a
good man, but his views and the law don't always coincide.
Fortunately, he follows the laws, since he took an oath to do so, but
unfortunately, he's a little too liberal with his comments."

           Ken, who had returned to his seat, nodded.  David took his
lead and didn't say anything.

           "The problem we have, Tina, " said Detective Fuller, "is the
amount of damage you did to your alleged attackers."

           "Alleged?" she asked in an arched voice.

           "Until they're proven guilty, they're still innocent,"
replied the man, "no matter what our personal feelings.  Anyway, two of
them are still in the hospital, and one more has a badly broken arm."

           They could have all ended up in the morgue, thought Tina,
but naturally she didn't say anything.  Both Lenny and David had
cautioned her about volunteering information.  Fuller hadn't asked a
question, so she said nothing.

           "One boy is having his jaw reconstructed -- he won't be
testifying anytime soon.  The other... well, we'll have to see if he's
going to be partially crippled.  His femur was shattered, and the last
I heard, it was going to take several surgeries before they'll know if
they can correct it.  The doctors have no idea how that much damage
could have been caused to the boy's leg."

           Again he looked at Tina, and again she remained silent.

           He sighed.  "Don't you have anything to say?"

           "You haven't asked me any questions," she said in an even
tone of voice.

           With an exasperated glance at David, the man said, "People
are going to question what's on the tape.  The amount of damage is not
consistent with what was shown."

           "Then, obviously," said David, "my client didn't do it."

           "But we have it on tape!" said the man.  They'd been going
over this for over an hour.

           "But you just said that the tape isn't consistent with
reality," replied David.  "Are you suggesting that Tina somehow managed
to sneak into the ambulance and hit the boy with a pipe?  Look, we've
been over this," he continued.  "Tina was in a panic.  Perhaps that
lent her strength."

           "She doesn't look panicked on the tape," replied Fuller.

           "Detective, we're going around in circles," said David.
"It's obvious that you're not going to press charges against Tina.
We've co-operated fully with you, and now I think it's time for us to
go.  It's not like anyone is leaving town, so if you need us, call
back.  But I expect her name to be kept out of the papers."

           Fuller's face twisted into a slightly sour smile.  "For
once, I don't think that'll be a problem.  The powers-that-be don't
want the Program disrupted, so they're pushing to keep this out of the
press, as well.  At least for another week or so.  Maybe by that time,
there will be another disaster the newshounds can go sniff after."

           "Again, Ms. Whitestone," said Fuller as they stood, "my
apologies for both what you went through at school and the sergeant's
comments.  For what it's worth, I think the boys who attacked you got
off easy."

           You have no idea, thought Tina.

           "Thanks, detective," she replied.  "I'm really sorry that
this happened."

           Tina tried to compose herself for the ride home.  She felt
her Goddess in her thoughts and drifted off to sleep on the ride back.
           
      End chapter 3a

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