I was determined to change it to the ‘natural’ Caucasian style, A bit like Beyonce’s hair… Only I did it first, she pinched the idea from me. ...kay, I suppose Diana Ross beat both of us to have it ‘natural’, or was it Aretha Franklin? Oh fuck it! Who cares? Anyway, it was my idea to dye it. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. So there I was fully feminine with dyed, straight, blondish hair with red highlights, that I liked to wear in a ponytail for everyday. Chocolate brown eyes, and skin. They’d turned out to be benevolent and Susan had been able to make peace with the three representations of herself in certain situations. Suzy-Q was one of them, and after much debate, they’d determined that she represented Susan’s desire to help others.Helen had stated that Susan seemed to have the ability to do anything if she was aiding someone else. Susan’s learning mind control and her new family’s love for Helen caused her to be important to Susan as well before they’d really developed. He just wanted to show her that he can be the man she has always wanted, to show her the love that he had lacked to show in the past and to show off his new sex appeal. One night he finally succeeded. Rachel finally agreed to see John. She was laying in bed and felt lonely. She knew John would be there to comfort her, if need be. Rachel decided to call him, out of sheer boredom and loneliness of course, to see what he was doing. John was always able to make her laugh and feel better about. After breakfast on Thursday morning we braved the cold and went for a walk, stopping at the gazebo where we had a long talk. By this time I had accepted that she was leaving, but still wanted to know why.Shirley was candid, brutality frank. She didn't actually say that I wasn't smart enough for her; it was implied."I have several more years of school ahead of me and then I'll go to work to prove I applied myself. These next few years will define my career."Shirley went on to say she would.