"We do get along." Good for you," said Robert. Michael just looked forward to going home each day so that he could becomeMichelle once more. He looked...forward to the days when Emma's friends cameround too. The next one, his second, came the following weekend. Maddy'smom had kept her word and let her daughter come.The girls were in for a surprise when they noticed Michelle's longer hair."How did you grow it so fast?" asked Lucy."It's a wig, silly," said Maddy, who was the only one who had seen. Her mind felt just like the labyrinth she'd just followed – a bewildering sequence of corners, stairs, and doors that opened – or didn't.It would be easy to blame Fleming or Charrier, but they weren't the real cause of her misery, were they? They only grabbed chances – rewards, you might say; prizes for their unique talents. And anyway, was offering her body such a terrible thing, considering the wonderful gift it would enable – the gift of life for the man she loved?Juliana knew it wasn't that. Her part of the knot formed by our bodies began to tense. She bit her lip and slapped a hand down on the bed, as if to brace herself. From a distant corner of our passion I felt a wave rushing toward us, a primal force God granted man and woman to remind us of what we left in Eden. From deep in her body the wave rose to her parting lips."Oh, ohh, ummm, oh, God hold me tight!" she screamed, as her body went rigid and then arched, tossed by the wave that swept from her to me and back. My heart beat faster. "Do you want to see them?"Did I?Still unable to believe what I was being asked, I nodded, then realised Suzanne couldn't see me. "If you want to show me… sure, why not?” I replied, trying to act cool."Check your mobile," she said, and then rustling noises replaced her voice. Sure enough, seconds later the outline of a photo appeared. While I waited for it to download, I impatiently tapped my fingers on the side of the device. It was worth the wait. Suzanne was lying on her.