I was really worried and excited too during my journey thinking about my beautiful ladyI took the bike from station and excited to speak with my beaut...ful lady.I was above to reach my house and got a call from my beautiful lady.I told her that will call her the moment i step in to the house.I reassured that let us be good friends and she also agreed .Night discussions went on for few months.I visited my native after couple of months and was keen to meet my Gorgeous lady.Though I am a good. The river slowed down alot. It was now a calm stream leading into the swamp I sensed earlier.The authorities after me must be too far away to catch up to me. I take adeep breath. As deep as I could with my new tinier body. I look down onmyself. My jumpsuit is muddy, heavy and wet. I look at the orangegarment. I realize that it is the last remnant that reminds me that I wasa human. Like I said in my head earlier. It smells like me. The old me. Ifelt sad. My former life is gone. Now replaced by. . !" No! I'll talk to you in a moment. Go to my office, or pack your bags." What..." Shut. The. Fuck. Up." I didn't shout, but when I pointed at the door, she left.When I returned my attention to Tiffany, she was on her knees with her head down."Tiffany?"She shook her head."Slave!" She jerked and stiffened. "Stand. Come here." She was slow to obey, but she did so and I wrapped my arms round her. She stood stiffly as I held her. "Tiffany," I said gently, "That will not happen again. I promise. I thought about her all the way home, and again in the morning as I showered. I couldn’t help it — later that day I called her. Her voice was light and pleasant as if nothing it happened, so I took a flyer and asked her out for dinner and a movie the following night. Again I picked her up at her house, this time a little earlier. The view of the lake with the dock and rolling lawn behind her house was beautiful. Again, dinner was pleasant and the movie was all right, just a bit mushy for me. .