In between mouthfuls we chatted, at first about the food and how good it was then, as our initial hunger was satisfied, of a variety of things – but... I noticed, Brian carefully avoided talking about us. That was hard for me, sitting there with him, the memories of the wonderful day’s events still fresh, seeing out of the corner of my eye the bed we’d soon be lying in together and yet having him talk about everything except the one thing that was uppermost in my mind – us. I wanted to tell him. ”That dress is exquisite,” Mrs. Abernathy said, ”Is it a Lora Piani?””Thank you, dear,” I answered, ”Yes it is.”We chatted as I waited on my sidecar to make it to the table. A few furtive glances in the senator's direction told me that he was on the hook. I wasn't ready to give the farm away quite yet though. The drinks arrived. The waiter stood between myself and the senator, only partially blocking the view. Another opportunity. I moved my left leg a little faster than my right as I turned. As we shivered and watched the movie, our hands met under the covers. It was totally innocent and cute in the beginning. We held hands and played with each other’s fingers as the movie played on the computer. After a very romantic scene, I propped myself up on my elbow and leaned over her face… I said “Priya” and then pecked her lips. Surprised, she did nothing for a minute before kissing me back. We smiled at each other and kissed again. This time her tongue poked into my mouth. I loved that!. Driving slowly from the car park, there was a hugeexplosion behind me and I just knew the laboratory was no more."Goodbye, Gideon," I whispered, driving onto the street and I suddenlyrealised I was crying.What is happening to me? Where do I go?The only identification I had was that of a man called Robert Amati.Noticing the disc on the passenger seat where I had thrown it, I again saw'Female, sixteen years' on the label in the passing streetlights.I don't even have a license to drive, I.