" She pushed a contract toward me.It said exactly what she foretold. I was to become a coed for the rest of the year. And at her Boutique, a human man...equin. I would be the laughing stock of the school. My brain finally reached operating speed. Fifteen dollars an hour after taxes was five times what I could make flipping burgers, if I could even get a job. But I would have to look and act like a girl. The clothes made me feel pretty. But I was a GUY.Under duress, I signed the contract, which. It’s great, Jackie.’ He drew in secret usually, I didn’t think he was that good, but here I was in black and white. I can’t believe all the detail he got, it’s such a waste of misery, I’m pouting in my bed last night because he’s not paying any attention to me and he’s paying more attention than I know. ‘You wanna go out tonight? You don’t have any more tests, we haven’t had much time this week.’ Yes, yes, yes. ‘You have your last test tomorrow. You want to get take-out so you can study here?’. I laughed and said, "Both of you were watching?" It was sort of like a dream I guess," Jenny said."Well we now have an inside man, we also know the senator that is in charge of New Nation, it is Senator Peter Hawthorn. I plan on trying to use the drone to take him over later tonight, which would make this much easier." Maybe you should give him an implant," Jenny said."I thought of that but if he starts acting oddly they may just shoot him and find someone else. I need him to be able to protect. This is Robert Bissett. Which one are you?" Rachel’s jaw dropped. Amy said, "Who is it?" Rachel cupped the mouthpiece with her hand and whispered. "It's him! The guy from down the beach!" Amy rushed over and grabbed the phone. She took a deep breath and said in her sexiest tone, "Hello, Rob-ehr. It's Amy. How are you?" She thought of trying high-school French but decided against it. Her pronunciation had never been very good."Very well, Amy," he said, "and you?" "Oh, we're fine. I mean,.