"My God, Honey," I whispered."Not on TV. What are you watching on there?" Heather asked, pointing to the laptop.I exhaled hard, smiling, "You know wha... I was watching." Hmm. I was thinking we'd do another video...if you want."I smiled, "Yeah! Of cour..."My reply was cut short when Heather held up the webcam. I hadn't seen it in her hands, of course, being distracted by her body in lingerie."You brought it in here?" I asked, obviously puzzled."I thought we'd make one...together." Uhhh. It. It got a lot worse before it gotbetter.After a couple of minutes I felt okay again. But now as I lookedat my body I could see that the spell had worked. Long black hairflowed over my shoulder. It rested on my new breasts.'My breasts.' I thought.Strange but true. I still had my old clothes on but the red T-shirt now had entirely different contours."Look in the mirror Shauna. Tell me what you think."I turned around to find myself looking at a gorgeous girl no morethan fifteen or sixteen. Jesus I. He took about ten shots before he realized that she was smiling at him.Caught! Embarrassed, Ryan turned back to his shoot and was adjusting the lighting, when he sensed someone standing behind him. Turning, he found himself looking up at her smiling face. She was even more beautiful close up. A towel was draped over her shoulders and her sports bra showed areas of wetness. Ryan prepared himself for what he expected was going to be a reprimand about an invasion of her privacy; instead she simply. ” “I’ve heard of that, I think,” said Linda. “Gabrielle was one of those who survived. It’s a wonder she wasn’t mutilated with a machete like so many others. Her parents were killed and all her family and friends. A lot of Tutsi children came up for adoption and, although we had no pressing need to adopt a daughter, we volunteered to do so. But ever since her ordeal, she’s not said a word. Of course, we don’t know what she was like before then. No one alive knows her from before that time or.