The wig came off. She tossed it across the room into my lap. "Alopecia areata," she said. "A woman's nightmare." Now there wasn't a hair on her finely...shaped head except her thick nicely styled eyebrows. Despite being bald, she was gorgeous and she knew it.Stepping over to her, I handed her back the wig. "Please put this back on, Shelly. You look like a space alien. A very beautiful space alien."Shelly laughed. "Okay, I admit it's not the same," she said. "After all, nobody told me I had to. ." She sat down across from Demie. "I'm sorry, but a few weeks ago Tom and I...we had sex..."I held my breath."...and now I'm pregnant."I let out my breath. Pregnant!Demie leaned forward. "So now that you know Tom is spoken for, what will you do about it, Erica?" Well, I could never have an abortion! I'll have it...maybe put it up for adoption...?" She looked at me.I just stood there. I didn't know what to say."Hmm..." Demie said, shuffling her butt closer to Erica. "You know, all this talk of. "Mrs. Webb looked kind of deflated. "I guess he is a she now...at least for thesummer." I think it best for all involved that we just jump in and immerse her inher new temporary identity. In the long run I think it will be easier on herif we do," I replied."Whatever you think best for my Jamie," She turned to her embarrassedson..."Jamie, I know you feel you have been falsely accused, but you have todo this. When the summer is over you can go off to college and never lookback at this incident.. But what happened here really hit home. I was not sure I wanted to come back; it took some convincing.”“One night Victor took me and the wife to the Island Seafood Inn; we stopped by your main office on the way to pick up a couple friends of his and his daughters. Vicky gave us the grand tour. What a hidden operation you have going on there. After supper he carried us to the airport - that’s another operation in itself.”“Anyhow, I need to thank you for all my people who were here with me. We.