She did, however, wonder from time to time, how she managed to get so manyrunners in the knees of her stockings. But she had grown to accept the chang...sshe experienced as her own conscious thought, and she persuaded herself thatthe unexpected occurrences, like the lost hours and runners in her stockings,were just happenstance. Dr. Svenson's game played on for nearly two years by giving Danielle post-hypnoticsuggestions that kept her coming back week after week. Then Danielle suddenlyannounced. "Turning around he saw Amanda and her scrutinizing gaze. "I don't thinkso," she declared a moment later. "Let me look into it or we go back andask Richard. Your choice."They couldn't go back. There was no Richard. Not a normal one. Hecontemplated running away, but how far would he come? In oversizedtrainers and with this alien body it was a miracle that he hadn't fallendown in a heap yet. Reluctantly he let the backpack slide from hisshoulders.Since when had Amanda become so scary? She looked. As I was walking along the corridor to the lab, I met the bitch once again. “Hey Rachel,” she said, with her smile all over her face. I decided not to play rough as she seemed to have a sharp pocket knife in her hand. “Hey Jane, nice to know you keep stuff from me,” I said, anyway. “Oh Rachel…come here you babydoll,” she said, walking over to me and giving me a hug, her arms draping over me, to cup the bottom of my asscheeks, which were bared under the shorts. I instantly broke into tears, her. I worked at the same legal aid clinic, doing the same job full time. Once again I took notes and rewrote them every night. A lot of the people were the same. I was different.Everyone said so. I dropped in at the shelter. Mimi hugged me and told me I had grown. Some of the recurring clients at legal aid said similar things. Two of the girls from the flat said so. I hooked up again with an old one night stand. She said it. Things went smoothly for two months, then Veronica said I was.