Something to make her resign her position. At this point, I just want her out."Heather stared at him, and for a moment, Seeger thought he had gotten t...rough. At the same time, he felt guilty for even suggesting it. The only viable evidence would be a picture or a video, something he could not in good conscience ask her or the Harbingers to provide.Heather finally sighed and shook her head. "I couldn't do that. I ... I have to be her good girl."Seeger sighed and leaned back in his chair."Mr.. "Do you really think that little device we gave you is from this primitive technological world? You've already spent enough time with it to know it is genuine and accurate. What do you say to that, Mr. Oswald Charles Hanswatter?"I got impression he was a bit miffed with my attitude and I readily acknowledged that the radio wasn't anything that I could imagine existed in any form in this world."Very well then," he continued. "Perhaps a bit of background will help. Although you think of. Being only fourteen years old, Michael was stilltrying to fit in with the boys in his class. He knewif he was caught, he'd be scarred for life._ _ _ _ _ _Later that morning:"I wish I would've had two girls instead of Michael. Girls are just so much easier to handle," Michael'smother said as she put the finishing touches on hermakeup to go to work.As she passed by her computer, she noticed somethingdifferent. On the computer there was a website called"Wishes Granted Inc." Curious, she sat. Thinking it strange for Greg to be in the garden quite so early in the morning, I bypassed the kitchen door and peered round the corner of the house into the garden.I could just see that the patio doors were slightly open, and not thinking I stepped towards them. I was about to shout out "Greg" above the sound of the music, when I froze.Through the glass I could just see Greg in an armchair, half turned away from me, dressed in a dressing gown which was pulled open, and he was rapidly rubbing.