"I, when he came to the door I thought it was you... " I didn't think she was a good liar, but she did try her best "When it wasn't you I had to pu... my jeans on. But then you came."The woman kissed the girl, full on, but possessively, without affection. "Get out!" she snarled at me. I did. I hadn't even learnt the girls name. Though I did know where she lived. But her 'friend' scared me. Not in the sense that I was afraid of her, but it was the thought of how she treated the. "B" Isaid without thinking. Anything is better than losing my mind. The agentspoke up again, "I had a feeling you would choose that." A group of eightwalked in behind him wearing full clean suites. Each carried a tray ofsyringes. As they tied me to the bed the agent spoke up, "we have beenholding onto this batch for awhile. Your DNA will be fully modified in 12hours. We will then put you through a week of hypnosis and chemicaltreatments. You will be free to go and enjoy your new life.. "So what did these punks look like?" I asked."Young, black and with big guns, or course." Archer was not a happy man."Of course, I don't suppose they were able to pick anyone out of the police photos?" I asked."No but Maxine, can I trust you?" he asked."You always have Reverend," I suggested."One of the clients is an artist. He got a good look at one of them." With that he handed me a copy machine picture of a man. It was a good enough drawing to identify him, if I found a matching real life. UhOh.' I must have flinched."Stay calm honey," she cooed to me with an air kiss, "I mean we should make Bananas Foster for dessert."Bananas Foster was a sore point. Susan's parents had taken her to New Orleans for a family wedding timed along with Mardi Gras. – I specifically was un-invited. – Oh Yeah, that was just one more sore point with Susan's family politics. Susan's Mommy dictated that her young toy (me) wasn't an acceptable companion. Much as I'd love to stick it to Mommy, I don't know.