My beau got killed in an accident last month. I was Jen's assistant, you see. She told me her plans and I decided to join her. I can't say that I regr...t it, at least not yet," Ninve chimed in."We've gotten even closer, too, don't ya think?" Jeanette observed."Well, yes, now that you're not my boss anymore, Jen," Ms. Marat winked at her as she drank her own beer."That's good, girls, but the main thing is that we're together now. Just so you understand, while there are house rules, they won't be. . ex-girlfriend. I didn't know she was a lesbian." She isn't." But you just said..." Started Michael, totally lost by now."She is doing research into modifying a person's DNA by introducing an engineered, but harmless, virus into their bodies."Michael shrugged. "So are a lot of people. Any breakthrough is still decades away." No, Anne's done it. And she used me as her guinea pig. In fact she infected me with two different viruses. Below the waist I'm still male." Michael's eyes bulged a little. I heard her grumbling as she got up, stumbling around a bit in her room as I walked down the hallway and headed downstairs to wait for her. I was watching the morning news when I heard the shower start running and it was about forty five minutes after I woke her up so rudely that she came downstairs. "Come into the living room for a minute," I called to her as I heard her get to the bottom of the stairs. The last stair of my staircase (or the first one going up) squeaks and once I thought about. As he came to the stop sign, he saw the murky water of California's biggest river flowing placidly by on the other side."Stay stopped for a second," Taya told him.He kept his foot on the brake, the front tires just on the limit line. Taya leaned forward and activated a switch on the dashboard. There was a clank and then a whirring of machinery from behind them. The convertible top lifted up and swung back. It retracted into a slot behind the back seat, and let in the sun to beam down upon them,.