She’d never dyed her hair before, but the directions were simple. The stink of it was the worse part. When she was done, she rinsed out the last of ...he chemical goop, stared at herself in the mirror, and wondered what her name would be now.Master brought her books on baseball to read while she snacked on fruits, nuts, and deli meats. “Tomorrow, my dear. Great things will come tomorrow.”She hadn’t seen him again until whatever passes for her morning. She smiled, proudly wearing naught but the. Is he potty or something? You'd think he didn't even remember inviting me by!"Come in... oh yes, do come right in!" Adam said formally, ushering the curvaceous little teenager into the apartment, and carefully locking the door behind her."Expecting burglars?" Susi asked. She was chewing gum and wondering if she should have gone out with her boyfriend after all instead of standing him up."Not at all, not at all!" Adam was rubbing his hands again. "I, uh, well, in the big city, one can never be. Ginny suddenly found excuses to be over at our house every night. Somehow I doubted her parents would be quite so keen if they knew the ‘big project’ she and Aless were working on was me. I was taking vitamins, had changed my diet to get more slow-release carbs and started a new cardio routine in the gym, but I was still having trouble keeping up with the needs of Julia, Aless and now Ginny. Luckily for me they were all easy on me, quite happy to satisfy each other when I finally had to. She’d also found the blueberries. Afterwards, she cleaned up, giving me time to shower and put on pants and a shirt and join her in the living room where she was paging through a book of impressionistic painters, taken from my bookshelf. Renoir. Degas. Manet. Cézanne. And, of course, Monet. I sat down beside her, leaning back against the cushion, full of content.“I like your work better,” she murmured, blushing softly.I snorted. “You’re biased. But thank you.”Beaming, she leaned back with me,.