Nobody asked you to stop." She looked at Martha and Belinda in conversation with Jennifer. “You’re knack with words is appreciated. We need a historian; it might as well be you." She patted my head and walked to the stage. I had an uneasy feeling in my gut as I followed my mistress of mixed messages. Until I knew the lay of the land, I would public make my way gingerly through the shifting moods of the Sisterhood. The twin SkyFire events had left everyone anxious and uneasy. The confrontation with the Sheriff and his posse was a troubling first introduction to the new world beyond our walls. Like the minds of soldiers finishing basic training on the evening of war, the frame of mind of the Society was transitioning from theory to practice. It was exhilarating and terrifying; a high wire act without a net. No matter how amazing was our grace or beautiful our style, it was still the same distance to the ground if we missed the wire. "With the hour being..." Sheila held her gavel at the ready and stared at the silent grandfather clock at the front wall of the amphitheater. Unwound, the dormant timepiece had ticked its last tock at two-twenty-two on the afternoon or morning of some previous day. "Oh, bother," she grumbled as she checked her watch. "Ah hum, the time being twenty-one hundred hours, more or less, I declare this meeting of the leadership council to be in session, Sheila Carson presiding. Today's agenda is in three parts. Firstly, the council will direct a hearing into the circumstances leading to the detention and subsequent liberation of Darlene and Seraina," the Commander said as she held up a single finger. "Secondly," she extended another digit, "we will examine the conduct of our rescue party during our, er, rather sticky encounter with the Sheriff's Department. Today's actions may have significant implications for our future relationships with local law enforcement. Finally, we have unfinished business from our last meeting." Sheila turned to face me. "Mister Wolf's performance review and duty assignment. We'll deal with that after japanese dinner recess. But, enough of that. Before we begin, let's all welcome home our sisters, Darlene and Seraina," the chief said as she embraced each of the women. I scanned the hall as I rose to my feet and became one with the assembly as we flooded the hall orgasm with a defiant wave of joyful applause. We had met the enemy and prevailed, at least for the moment. With a gentle tap of the hammer, Sheila returned the hall to silence as she pointed to the returned women and beckoned them to rise. "Speak truthfully so that we may better know your mind. We know that your return was delayed by red tape, something to do girl with missing paperwork. What happened after we left that caused you to become prisoners?" "We were closing on the two Hybrid-Electric Ford F-250 trucks and about ready to complete the transaction when we the manager noticed an error in the title. The VIN was wrong, and the registry was closed," Brunette Darlene explained as she walked across the platform and stood before Martha and the other councilors. "We decided to rent a couple of rooms for the night and finish the mission when we got the titles sorted out," Seraina joined her companion as her voice trailed off into a whisper, and her body tensed like she was standing on the edge of an abyss. "What happened next?" Sheila bridged the silence with a soothing voice of inquiry. "All hell broke loose an hour after we settled in,” Darlene said as she inhaled and held her breath for a moment before continuing. "I opened our door to investigate, and a terrified girl ran into our room," Seraina said as she gave Darlene's hand an additional squeeze of strength and affection. 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