I didn't realise it then but my hair actually got a little longer, reaching to my shoulders, when I washed the concoction out. I drained the water and...got out of the tub. I took the next bottle from the counter and rubbed the floral scented lotion into my skin everywhere I could reach. I watched in dazed fascination when I saw my skin become smoother and softer. The next item somewhat frightened me, I took the bottle with the long nozzle on it and squatted over the tub. I squeezed the bottle as. Its teeth hurt terribly and the water was red with her blood. The monster spun around again, bashing Alicia's head against something hard. She watched the bubbles of air from her lungs rush away toward the light, then everything was dark.In her nearly unconscious state, she could feel her body being wedged into a tight space as the monster's snout almost lovingly pushed her under a submerged log. She could see in the monster's mind that it was decidedly pleased. In a few days, she would be ripe. The evidence cleared, Matt shepherded Fliss into his lounge, insisting that she sit on his sofa and make herself comfortable. Fliss sat, a little nervously, knees together and wondering how she could extract herself from the situation and the foolish notion that Mat would be interested in her. Matt fumbled through a list of drinks, some of which he might even have, and Fliss chose the safe option of coffee. While he trotted off to the kitchen to start a new pot Fliss looked around Matt’s. ? By this time I had given up hope of finding amodel?let alone a decent one. I had just returned from the ArtBuilding late that night back to mydormitory to find I had a message on my answering machine. ?Hello, John Reese???This is Samantha Parson?Uh?if you get this message; I?m calling aboutthe ad I found at the bulletin board for being an Art Model??? I?m really interested in doing a piece withyou.? If you could call me at my house numberof 867-5482, if you could call me back when possible,.