One Hundred

"Like what, Elena? What do you mean 'other side effects'?"

Marie hadn't really dwelled on what Elena had told her about Damien. She thought it was a fantastic surreal episode in Elena's life, but she had just taken everything at face value and let it pass. The sex act part of the tale had slightly disturbed her, but so what. It was over and that was that.

Elena watched marie for a minute and sensed some of what she was thinking, mostly from the expression on her face, but there was that tiny little buzz in her head that told her that wasn't all that she had to go on for Marie's thoughts. It frightened her to think that she might have been altered this much by what Damien had done to her mind.

"Marie, it is over. Don't freak out, my love. No, I didn't just read your mind. I could see it on your face. What I was referring to when I said other side effects was that I found I could see better in the dark this morning, I could hear the buzz from your clock radio on the nightstand from over