Arthur finished up the session, and Jane was amazed at how much better she felt. Her abdomen was feeling a bit stiff, but most of the pain was already gone. What should have taken many months to heal was taking about a week. She very tentatively took a step towards him, gave Arthur a quick hug and then fled up the stairs.

She didn't see the quirky smile on his face.

Jane quickly sought out Mindy. She was talking with her brothers Michael and Matthew, their friend Nathaniel, as well as with Anya, the girl capable of turning invisible. Jane wasn't sure why Anya wouldn't want to be seen . . . she looked like a particularly Hispanic Cindy Crawford, minus the "beauty mark." And Mindy wasn't exactly an eyesore either. Her bare midriff showed a rock-hard set of abdominal muscles, stood a few inches taller than Jane, and had curly blonde hair framing her impish face. Jane stood a ways off waiting for an opportunity to speak but too afraid to approach the group.

Anya noticed her.

“Hey Jane," she said demurely. She even sounded sexy.

“How are you feeling?"

Jane stared at the ground while she replied, "I . . . I need to talk to . . . to Mindy." She heard footsteps approach, and the entire group moved closer, causing her to take a step back.

“Hey guys, why don't you find something to do, and I'll catch up,”

Mindy suggested.

Jane looked up and saw them leaving, Anya's arms draped over the shoulders of Michael and Nathaniel while Matthew ran off on another errand.

“So what's up?" Mindy said with a smile, holding her distance.

“arthur... said you could . . . show me where the showers are, the girl said, stumbling over her words.

“I guess I smell pretty bad."

"Well, you've kinda been in bad shape for the last week, and it's not like anyone down here exactly smells like roses. Follow me."

Mindy showed Jane to a storage room that had all their extra clothing. Jane noticed that some of those clothes still had tags on them, but decided not to ask any questions. Jane could barely remember the sizes of clothing that she used to wear, but Mindy helped her pick out a selection that would fit her, then found her a towel and some shaving supplies.

"And the showers are over here," Mindy said.

"First thing I have to warn you about though is that these are communal, coed showers. This used to be a maintenance area that we converted into showers. There ARE stalls and shower curtains, but that's as much privacy as we can promise. There's a bunch of different kinds of shampoos and conditioners in there . . . just grab whatever you fancy." Mindy looked at the incredibly long ponytail that Jane was sporting.

"Did you want some help washing that?" she asked appreciatively.

"You have GORGEOUS hair!"

Jane blushed.

"No thank you," she said.

"I'm used to washing it by myself. Thuh . . . thank you."

Jane walked inside the makeshift room. There were about a dozen large shower stalls placed at various points throughout the room. Jane made her way to the most isolated of them, pulled the curtain closed and stepped inside. She quickly got undressed, but just before turning the water on noticed that the stall directly across from hers was in use . . . sort of.

Jane saw Nathaniel and Michael, completely nude and on their knees in the shower. They apparently didn't care that they could be seen, though they seemed preoccupied and didn't notice that Jane had come in. The both seemed to be in the throes of ecstasy while fucking nothing. They were at least three feet away from each other and ‘Their penises are gone!’ Jane thought. Then she heard Nathaniel speak.