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Chapter 11 by Phantompen Phantompen

Does Marigold let her friend go?

Yes. She can always regroup with the others.

"If you're sure..." Marigold agreed quietly. "Be back soon?"

"Of course!" Kiona said with a nod. "Just as soon as I put on a replacement. Shouldn't be too long."

With that, Kiona was off, striding purposefully through the crowd and back to the hotel. Marigold was left alone with her thoughts and the bag holding her friend's sports bra and the device responsible for its "disappearance."

Picking up the bag and meekly making her way through the crowd, Marigold considered the ramifications of what had just happened. Somehow, the device she'd been given had teleported her friend's bra off her body and brought it to her. The array of buttons and switches on the odd disc suggested it could do more than that, but who could tell what those other functions were? At least, not without trying them out blind.

Thankfully the rest of the BB Brigade were easy to find. Between Lynn's love of audience participation, Terri's constant dashing around, and both girls' love of showing off their butts, all Marigold had to do was follow the cheering.

Sure enough, the girls were posing for a few group shots, enjoying the limelight and the praise their outfits were receiving. Marigold wished she could be confident like them, so happy, so bright and energetic...

Without thinking, Marigold's hand slid into the bag she was carrying, her fingers nervously looking for something to manipulate as a small coping mechanism. An idle flip of a switch later, and Marigold's bag had a new item inside it, and one of the BB Brigade was missing something important.

What had Marigold just accidentally displaced?

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