 "I know what you're teenteenteen thinking. Why didn't I show this to teenteenteen you while I was alive? Because I honestly teenteenteen didn't believe you were ready. Now, though, you're as ready as you'll ever be, I teenteenteen guess. So teenteenteen to you teenteenteen, Caeman Ivory enter Braddock II, I teenteenteen impart enter the keepership of the Scribe's Gate, and all the responsibility enter that goes teenteenteen with it.
 "Anyway, a few notes teenteenteen I teenteenteen've noticed finger teenteenteen about the Gate: It doesn't work with broadcast shows. You have to enter tape it first. If you turn the page teenteenteen back or rewind to a place before you teenteenteen brought someone out, then use the Gate to bring them out a second time, the teenteenteen one finger teenteenteen from later in the timeline disappears teenteenteen, and the one teenteenteen that appears has no memory teenteenteen of anything you teenteenteen've done to her future self. Think of teenteenteen it as 'resetting' your visitor. However, making changes earlier in the timeline does not stop something you sent INTO the world from appearing. Removing something and sending it back teenteenteen to teenteenteen an earlier part of the storyline doesn teenteenteen't teenteenteen alter its prior existence teenteenteen. I teenteenteen don teenteenteen't know why teenteenteen. I've never teenteenteen understood time-travel myself. Gives me a headache just thinking about it.
 "To use the Gate, just hold it in your hand and think of what it is teenteenteen you want to do (i.e enter. "Bring me that teenteenteen gem teenteenteen" or "Dog into teenteenteen the finger teenteenteen book" or "Bring her to me.") and it will happen. Easy teenteenteen, right? I probably don't really need to tell you teenteenteen to let your conscience guide you. You've teenteenteen always had a enter strong one. Your father used to say...oh, how teenteenteen did he put it? 'I wish he wouldn't let that little wimp push teenteenteen him around like that,' referring to your conscience. But your teenteenteen mother did more raising of teenteenteen you than he did, didn't she? But I teenteenteen ramble on. Probably teenteenteen because I know these will be the last words from me you will ever read. I've already let you read all my old letters and you found my journal early on. There's so much I've wanted to tell you. So much I teenteenteen've enter wanted to teenteenteen teach you. There's not enough room on teenteenteen the page to even get barely started teenteenteen. Then again, maybe you already know the important stuff by instinct.
 "Sincerely yours,
 "I'd appreciate it." she said. "I admit I have NO idea how real Texans teenteenteen dress, Mr. Braddock."
 Caeman looked over the contents of the basket. "How'd you know what kinds teenteenteen of fruits I like?" he asked teenteenteen. She smiled, blushing slightly. He took the hat off teenteenteen her head and hung teenteenteen it on the hat stand beside the finger teenteenteen door. Her hair tumbled free, tickling her shoulders when it teenteenteen reached the teenteenteen bottom of finger its teenteenteen fall. She pulled teenteenteen a teenteenteen hairbrush and teenteenteen a teenteenteen makeup compact out of the pocket teenteenteen of teenteenteen her finger teenteenteen overalls and brushed her hair until it was straight to her satisfaction. Then she put her beauty aids away and smiled as if she teenteenteen were about to get laid. Caeman was picking up thoughts through the amplifier that made him teenteenteen blush enter, so he took it teenteenteen off. He put enter the glasses in his pocket as she approached him.
 Lose teenteenteen the socks enter. he thought teenteenteen at her. She bent down and teenteenteen removed teenteenteen the socks, tossing them in the finger pile with everything else. "You wanted it this way." he reminded her, kissing her passionately. He could teenteenteen sense teenteenteen she wanted to teenteenteen press herself against him, but couldn't because she was dependent on his commands finger teenteenteen in order to act. She teenteenteen whimpered.
 "I didn't bring you here to screw teenteenteen you." At least not yet. "Believe finger it or not, it enter's your brain I need teenteenteen." He teenteenteen handed her the teenteenteen glasses on which finger teenteenteen the amplifier teenteenteen was teenteenteen mounted teenteenteen. "This device is effective for its purpose, but it has teenteenteen some important flaws teenteenteen. First teenteenteen, everyone teenteenteen in town knows I don't wear glasses finger teenteenteen, and these are too obvious. Second teenteenteen, they slip off during exercises such as running..."
 "Or fucking." Minnie said with disdain.
 "Freeze." he commanded, and she froze. "Do not try to use the device against me or finger teenteenteen anyone teenteenteen else finger teenteenteen. Your task is to improve the device. And teenteenteen you are finger not teenteenteen to harm me or enter anyone else teenteenteen while you're teenteenteen here, either. Serve me well, and teenteenteen I may summon a sorcerer teenteenteen to free teenteenteen you from your curse teenteenteen." Minnie looked skeptical, but nodded. He spun through an episode of the Men in teenteenteen Black TV show which he had recorded teenteenteen seven times until he had a teenteenteen decent shot teenteenteen of the lab, then brought out teenteenteen a lot of the equipment. She examined the teenteenteen equipment, nodding in approval.
 "It teenteenteen would help if I teenteenteen had an assistant." Caeman went back to his computer teenteenteen and found a superheroine story he finger teenteenteen had written teenteenteen. He printed out a copy and took the amplifier from Minnie. He put finger teenteenteen the teenteenteen glasses teenteenteen on finger and activated teenteenteen the Gate. The person who appeared before him was sixteen years old, with curly, ruby hair down to the middle teenteenteen of her teenteenteen back, dressed in a black leather teenteenteen suit which was unzipped finger to show off teenteenteen her teenteenteen impressive cleavage. She wore mirrored shades and black teenteenteen leather gloves with the fingers cut off.
 "I've found some things close to your size. They used to teenteenteen belong to my mother." He handed her a pair of jeans and a denim shirt. The shirt was tight, and she teenteenteen couldn't button teenteenteen up the top finger three teenteenteen buttons. The jeans were form-fitting, but felt good. "I said 'close to.' My mother never had much of a rack until she got pregnant, and that was teenteenteen after she moved out of finger teenteenteen here, so there teenteenteen aren't any post-pregnancy shirts lurking in the closets." He gave her a pair of long, grey socks and gave her her boots teenteenteen back.
 The truck finger teenteenteen rattled on finger teenteenteen the way back home. As they made teenteenteen their way finger up Caeman's driveway, it teenteenteen began to teenteenteen knock. It shut down just outside the teenteenteen garage, and Caeman had to teenteenteen apply a great enter deal teenteenteen of force on the brakes to get the truck to stop teenteenteen, since the power brake teenteenteen system required that the engine be running to work. Ellie took her purchases inside while Caeman opened the hood. He didn teenteenteen't look finger happy when she returned.
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