"Are you Coherent?" Jethro asked with a wink,

"Are you Coherent?" Jethro asked with a wink, lifting his phone. Mindy answered vaguely, "Of course." Jethro gleamed but The Sisterhood was not sure what to do about the Coherent

Pants now melded to Mindy's svelte figure. Jethro's countenance turned vaguely magenta as he listened to Mindy's response: "I am trapped by the Sisterhood, Jethro. Please, help..."

Jethro's face became pucer. "Hold on Mindy, I can get you out of the Sisterhood's prison pants!" . He snapped his clam shell cell phone shut and mounted his tandem. The empty back

story left Jethro with nothing to work with. "Damn it Mindy, what is motivating you? Were you traumatized in the past? Anything?" But the sisterhood pants only clung tighter.

Mindy met Mork from Ork five years later, helping to finish this aging folding story. Aging folding stories can be about time travel, like this one. Mork loved folding stories and

aren't folding stories what this site is all about? I never tire of mentioning that.We are in a folding story even at this very moment.This takes place in the future. Mork from Ork

children but can only see them if he dresses in drag. When he does see them, Mindy will only allow them to play Zathera with him, no Jumanji. Mindy's jaw still hadn't recovered.

It hung slightly askew on Mindy's face, giving her a perpetually astonished expression. In a world where everyone wanted to appear jaded, this was refreshing to him, and he loved

her in a purely platonic way, at least until she got plastic surgery, or he went blind, whichever came first. "Yeah, it's complicated," he answered her puzzled look as she slept.