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Kitty was on her own, and the night, had fallen deep black. Somewhere outside her flat an argument was brewing. She wondered if it was the local satanists at their deadliest chucking curses around. They never came out during daytime - because if they did their skins might frizzle and burn.

The rumours had it that there was evil afoot in the community. The Satanists had held their meetings at the local church and was busy calling someone 'mentally handicapped' in order to gain control of their accounts, estate an"d any loose change. She wondered if it was really about her. Even the horrible hearsay about the empty building on the High St, had come into hearing recently. Left in a will: and never given.

She picked up the phone. It felt like her only friend: this lifeline to her two friends. She thought hard and dialled.
"Phyliss," she said quietly, "You know what we were talking of the other night, I think I'd like to try it."
"Sure," replied Phyliss chuckling quietly. She had been waiting for Kitty to call back since she left the shop at 4.30 pm. "Just dress casualy, and I'll pick you up on way. We'll go and face down the local ladies at their club. Should be a good night out. Leggings can't come, someone has told them her actual age. She's livid!"
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o have to stop that!"
The woman got up and stormed off towards the door. Much to Kitty surprise one of the other woman started to clap, softly, and it got taken up by the four women with her. she looked over enquiringly...
"Hi Kitty," said the clapper, "Want to join us?"
"Sure," said Phyliss and she got up, motioned to Kitty and they joined the other table. An hour of talk later, some of it, hard going, and Kitty felt every moment troubled, Phyliss nodded to her that it was time for them to leave. They had begun to discuss the winter sabbat, which apparently they had to cater for, and Phyliss was beginnnig to look ill.
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"Is it real all that stuff? I mean the stuff about the Devil's plot inside the English language. His invention of a virus word - b*t, which has begun to replace a lot of other words, weird." asked Kitty anxiously, "Are they really Satanists?"
"Ask them right out and they'll laugh and say they arn't." replied Phyliss shortly, "They'll even sasy they are Christians. They'll even go to church. Remember what they've done to you.... never forget it."
Kitty nodded. "The virus word?"
"The virus word. Yes, I think that's true. A real demonic plot!"
"I'll find & replace it with bottom each time I edit them," Kitty said half amused, "Perhaps I can self educate myself not to use it..."
"Arse!" suggested Phyliss softly.
"Postier!" Kitty laughed delighted at the thought. "Leggings woulld like that, she's removed it as much as possible from her books, I had no idea it was seriously over-running the English language."
"Defeat the Devil at all costs!" Phyliss said cheerfully, "Let's go to Leggings."
!"mind you," said Kitty thoughtfully, "Lucifer is well educated - i can't see him using it..."
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