He said that I looked so good in the ad that he would have paid ME the money just to see me naked! I thought my husband would hit him or something but...instead, he told the guy that as slow as business was right now, she just might do that! They both laughed as did I and we continued on with the biz conversation. Just before we left though, the guy mentioned it again! We got in our car and my hubby said he thought the guy was serious and wanted to know what I thought about it. I told him that if. I only see his profile, but he has a strong jaw, strong nose. He looks very European. Not usually my type, but something about his confidence makes my stomach drop. Not once does he seem phased, or look over at me. It has been a long week, fraught with frustration. I know I have to do something bold. I don’t want to talk with this guy. I want to fuck. I take a deep gulp, a breath in, feel my stomach rising and falling. He didn’t sit next to me because he wanted this seat, I tell myself. He sat. She circles around me, all the while giving me that smile and keeping her eyes on me.I turn with her as she steps behind the desk and sits down. She leans back in her chair and steeples her fingers.I don't understand.I look towards the door to the office. It's open. I can leave. Free and clear, and with the evidence. She is making no move to stop me."Something the matter, Miss Fallon?"I look back towards her. I'm panting lightly. I can't get myself to respond. What's wrong with me?"You wanted. This was my original body."I'm sorry I didn't have get an appointment ahead of time," the new Gussaid nervously, setting a piece of paper on my desk, "I brought my resumethough..."I stared at Gus for a moment, thinking that the old Annette and I musthave switched roles and she was looking for a tie to her old life. Butwhen I looked Gus in the eyes, I was startled to see absolutely no signsof recognition. Whoever had been turned into Gus during the ritual, ithadn't been the former Annette. I.