I needed to think about this, and think about this seriously. Finally I realized that my only reservation was the same one that had accompanied my act...ons all along: one of fear. There was no question that I was going to do this, so I might as well just plunge right in and do it. I spotted Trixie and gestured her to come over to my table. Trixie looked at me quizzically, and I took a gulp of my drink and said, “Okay, let’s do this.” “Tonight?” “Yes.” "That's great! You won't regret it." "I hope. “It would be going just fine if I could get my employees to not only show up on time but when they are here they need to be working not fucking their new co-worker.” he tells me angrily and yet there is a smirk on his face as well. “What ever are you talking about?” I ask as innocently as I can. I can’t help the slight simile that appears on my face as I think back over the last two days with Richard and Michelle. Giving myself away I fear. “You know damn well what I am talking about. You do. It was probably my fault. During our Maths hour that morning we were doing large number additions. She was leading a class example on the blackboard, calculating 589+877, and asked us what was the first thing to do. I put up my hand to answer. Big mistake! When she chose me, I said: “You add together the one’s column, so nine plus seven, which is sixteen. Put the six in the one’s column, and carry the one under the doorstep.”Maths was not a subject I liked, but I had at least enough brains to. "Yo, watch that shit, huh?" Mort finished. "You were the one who asked for a summer romance. Remember?" Doesn't matter because you're changing me back today." Arnie said."Right. I'm a man of my word. I'll take care of that right now." Mort said. He waived his wand and Arnie began to change. He went from the gorgeous blond that he was to his normal plain self. "There. As promised." "Thank you." Arnie said. He ran his hands up and down his body."Don't worry." Mort said. "All your equipment is.