There was a crash as Yolande raced from the class, but she paid it no attention.  She had to get away, though at first, she had no idea where she was going - just away.  The things she had said... she knew they were right, though she didn't want to know, didn't want to believe it.<br/><br/>She felt terribly disturbed by what she had said, by admitting to enjoying what had happened... and by telling her students that it had been far more intense than with her husband.  Surely there was something wrong with her... and how she had behaved in front of the students!  The events in the village must be having some lingering effect on her, and hopefully, the Priestess could stop that, or at least ease her mind.<br/><br/>She started to speak the moment she passed through the doorway into the chapel, where she saw the Priestess kneeling, clearly in deep devotion.  "Priestess!  Priestess, I need to... I need to talk to you, I guess."  She stood a moment, as the other rose to her feet.  These few seconds gave Yolande a moment to at least recognize her poor manners.<br/><br/>"Priestess, I'm sorry for disturbing you.  But I think there's something wrong with me... you won't believe what I just did."  With difficulty, and several stops, she described what had just happened.  "How can I be so... so affected still, just thinking about things made me lose control.  And ... what I teld the students know, it was the truth, but... I worry I've scared them all away."<br/><br/>