And from a single glance that swept downover the rest of his body, Sam could see that the rest of it lookedjust as female. And just as shapely. "Um......I'm imagining things," Sam whispered, then announcedlouder, "I have to be." Yet at the same time, he realized that it was agirl's voice that he was hearing come from his mouth. Trying to regain his composure and focus, Sam took another lookat himself, trying to remain as objective as possible, which as themoment was not much. He definitely seemed. "Answer please," she hissed as Scott squealed through hispanty gag. He dropped a feeble curtsey, and Rebecca smiled insatisfaction. "I think we'll take that as a yes to the remainder of oursuggestions. Some nice slips for the maid. And she should have somesuitable dresses to go under her pinafores. I think she is size 16, solet's see what's available on the racks, I think I prefer plain lighterfabrics.And what about shoes? High heels are all very well for ladies of style,but I want the maid to. Besides, you wouldn't care if I did look like a blimp," declared the annoyed woman."Of course I'd care," said Patrick. "I'm devastated that you'd even think that way about me." I'd care, Mom," said Heather. She didn't want her mother fat unless she was fat with a baby. The thought reminded her to check with her mom and ask if she discussed having another baby with her dad."Me too," said Danny. He looked at his mother as if he was trying to read her mind. At least, that's how it seemed to Lani.. And she knew he'd seen the marks on her neck, marks made by Justin's hand. She jerked her head away but he grabbed her chin in his hand and lifted it, his other hand stroking over the bruises on her skin."Who did this to you?" he snarled. "Who marked you? You didn't have these last night." His tone was rough but his fingers were incredibly gentle as they traced the marks, marks made by fingers."It doesn't matter, it was a misunderstanding and it's taken care of. I'm fine, Ethan so let's just.