Did you realizethat? So don't give me the bull shit about you feeling sorry and all.I've come to terms with it and it is over for me. So don't try to ...howyour false sympathy in order to get close to me. I don't want it atall." He was quite for some time and then I continued, "It would neverhappen.... I mean we getting close. I will tolerate you and even let youcome near me and sit with me and also live with you. But never try toget friendly with me. We will never get physically intimate." I. " Telling you *what*?" he said, beginning to sound exasperated."Telling me that you used to be Melissa Barnes," I said.The color drained from his face."How could you possibly know that?" "So I was right," I said, shoulders slumping. "There was always a chance, a very small chance, I was wrong. You've no idea how much I hoped I was." How did you rumble me?" It's been a month since the Genderwave," I said, "which means that every post-pubescent, pre-menopausal, non-pregnant woman on the planet. I’m very late.”“It’s okay, I’ve got the car today. I’ll give you a lift to school,” Mum volunteered.Being driven to school was usually a cause for embarrassment but these were extenuating circumstances. “In that case, yes please. I don’t deserve you.”“And don’t forget it,” Mum said with a half smile. She collected last night’s soup dish and left the room. I quickly showered and dressed and headed to the kitchen, seduced by the delicious smell of a fried breakfastDad and Terri had already left. Elizabeth was just as lusty as ever, but Phillip no longer seemed interested in her. She knew now why, of course, but the knowledge did nothing to make her feel better about herself. The folder opened to reveal four files. Videos. Each taken on a different day by a camera hidden in Phillip’s study. It was a violation of their privacy agreement, but Elizabeth felt justified in doing it after the fact. The first three videos were nothing of importance. The camera was triggered by motion, each.