"Ok, but after a short time, there would be changes. How is it you didnot notice?" Victor sounded dubious again."Fair question," I stated.I was notici...g changes. My skin, for one, was becoming very soft. My hairwas becoming luxurious. Both of these, I thought, were attributed toexpensive shampoos and conditioners and skin lotion they wanted me toapply constantly.Later my arm muscles seemed smaller, but I was not working. My ass wasgetting bigger, and my chest was a little flabby, but everyone. .." They walked down the stairs to the Trough, known to schoolofficials and parents as the dorm cafeteria. Tom was having a hard timeexplaining things to Paul. "Look," Tom said patiently, "I don't care, okay? I do not care.Wear whatever you want, alright? Just don't do it where you could getcaught, okay?" "But what about-" "I was drunk last night, and not thinking," he explained for thefourth time. "Not thinking. If I was thinking, I would have donesomething else." Paul. It was a short walk down the corridor and I was at the lift, waiting for it to arrive, a few seconds later the doors opened for me to get in. A couple, I guessed, a little older than me, stood at the back of the lift holding hands but as I stepped inside the two of them looked at me and my dress. All I could do was smile at them, turn and wait for the lift doors to close and for it to take us to the ground floor. As the lift made its way down to the ground floor I made sure I maintained eye. Two eggs, sunny side up, bacon, hash browns, rye toast and coffee, and I was back on my way. I managed to not get myself quite so depressed the rest of the drive home, I had to camp out again, this time in Ohio, and I got home in the afternoon on Wednesday. That left me all day Thursday and Friday to kick around before Saturday’s reunion. I went to see Ken, my long-ago best friend. It was Ken’s getting involved with Bea, Emily’s friend, that had Emily and me stuck together in that one bedroom.