He thought the Boys' School less interesting because it held fewersurprises. The lessons there were less complex, and there were nosignificant changes...in the students' physical appearance. Even thepersonality changes, as big as they were, paled in comparison to thechanges required of the students at the Girls' School.He had observed some of the first class at Boys' School and ordered somerefinements in the curriculum, but the whole three-step program wasrelatively straightforward. Others could. " It's kind of strange," Tim admitted. "She's having to stay on the east side so she doesn't meet people who know she's on the west side. She's at both places and it's just a little unusual." I'll bet," Wendy said. "We never tried to be in the same time together ... well, except for that time when we came back from Watching it on the lake. That was different ... we blended." She's only got to be one and one for another couple of weeks. If you want to visit, now is the time." Tim was fiddling. By then she was giggling out of control, rolling around on the bed while fighting off my attempts to wrestle that thing away from her. Vibrating leash all right! We'd see about that! But the mere *thought* of such a device was enough to send tingly sensations spreading out all over me. In any case, one thing was certain. I wanted one and I wanted it *now*!"What *other* goodies do they have? Let me see." Hoping my new approach would get her to hand over the catalog. No way!"It's mine," she. A three year old can just take it and make it go. Us old farts have to call them for help.Shit, look at my cell phone. Wanna make a phone call? Ok, fine. Push the button on the side. Slide yer finger across the front of it. Push the little phone button then tap the button of the man's head. Run your finger up the phone and watch alla the names go by until you find the one ya want. Tap the screen a coupla more times and the phone rings. Well that's the way ya do it unless you're in the car. If.