Tall, athletic, blonde spiky hair, married - she had been out of reach to all except the most determined pupils; but now seen twice within a week.“I... was lovely to meet you and Molly again on Saturday in that restaurant - was that other gorgeous redhead Molly’s mum with you?” “Yes - Justine - she took us out for a lovely meal and then back to bed. Oh I’m sorry - did I actually say that out loud?”“Yes you did - that’s OK - I had something rather similar in mind”, she squeezed Rachael’s thigh. Poor Bobo was very close to Mimi and it was difficult to explain to him that "these things happen".The project supervisor, Doctor Ali ben Khan speculated that if they had followed his advice of using proper sedation, Bobo would never have acted the way he did on what should have been a day of celebration.It could have been he recognized the familiar pattern of radioactive danger signs posted at various locations on the inside of the small capsule. After all, he was chosen for his high level of. He had graduated college, was working on his MBA at the University of Phoenix, and worked at the bank as a teller. He had accomplished so much and was on a path to somewhere probably at the top of Wells Fargo or some other bank or credit union. Much too different from her. He wasn’t even worth considering. She had graduated 6 months prior and was still working at the boutique. A dual set of degrees in business and photography should have prepared her for a career as an independent. Only Tim'shead and neck stuck out of her now, as the rest of his body wasinside her and melting into her, transforming into her muscles andblood and bones. "Hey, Morgan," Tim whispered into her ear, "I wantto say thank you. This really is a dream come true for me. I'mgoing to love you, and respect you, and use your body the right way."He pulled the hole in her neck open. "But I'm gonna be Morgan now!"he declared before plunging her neck over his scalp and all the waydown his head."Augh...!".