... Jane did not follow. She had had enough of that rugged life to last her three lifetimes. Let him freeze his half-naked butt off he wanted, she was staying put, here, right here, right here in....er....where exactly is this place?
Jane looked around, nothing looked familiar to her. She knew she had been skipping from reality to fantasy and back, but she thought she had kept track of her progress. She suddenly realized she would have to scroll back two or three pages if she was to figure it out, if even then. It really didn't seem to be worth the effort, since, basically, wherever she was, she was here, now, and she'd have to deal with it. At least she wasn't swinging around the jungle any more. And, Tarzan was gone. Good riddance, she thought, as she turned and looked for a shopping boutique, where she might find a...
<small>[ 11-15-2005, 01:30 PM: Message edited by: Shapley ]</small>
Quod scripsi, scripsi.