As she pulled the pants up, she couldn't believe the pale tone her skin had taken on.The clothes on her hard plastic skin aroused her terribly and Ed ...uickly took her home so she could get out of them. As she stood on the dash and saw herself in the side mirror, she had to admit that she made a lovely doll. It was always possible that the lab would one day be able to reverse the ray. Until then it would only take her husband's prick rubbing her body to send waves of orgasmic relief through her. “I plan to tell everyone how great the staff was here.” “Good news,” he answered. “Make sure you spell my name right on the feedback form,” he added with another laugh. She laughed too, and met his eyes again, and the laughter faded, and they were just looking at one another. A tingle ran from her neck to her nethers to see the intensity in his narrow eyes. She was blushing, she knew, and tried to look away. “So, I guess you guys are headed downtown? Need advice or directions?” “Kevin. Peter loved frikadellen with rice: it was one of his favourites. Later, she was sure, the children would drop by. She looked forward to that. Later still, Peter and she would talk. Or tomorrow. They would have plenty of time.John Pollard opened his front door on his return from the airport to a house which felt more empty than it had after the funeral, when everyone had gone home.The calendar in the hallway reminded him what day it was. He smiled at the irony of parting from Claire on. "Darling, how would you like to sail around the world in my schooner?" Camille asked."I don't know anything about a boat." I don't know too much either but I can hire a crew. We can take our time stopping at all those exotic cities and ports of call. I'd like to visit Japan, China, Australia, India, then sail across the Atlantic to Argentina, Brazil, maybe stop for a while in Baja then back here." How long will that take us?" he asked."As long as we want. A year, or two or even maybe three.