"We can make sure that it get's priority treatment if the amount isn't too big." I told her. "I think your mum would agree to that." I am sure she wou...d too," Rebecca replied. "After all it was her plight that has sparked this whole thing off. There is nothing like a sobbing woman to transform my brilliant boyfriend into a Sir Galahad." She said grinning."If you had heard her story first you would have wanted to do something about it as well." I replied."Oh as the saying goes I would have given. And itwasn't enough for her just to stick prostheses onto me, she insisted Igo the whole hog. For my first transformation my mother wanted to findout how young and pretty she could make me. Could she change anaverage-looking sixteen-year-old boy into a convincing schoolgirl ofthe same age, or even younger?Once Fred had sourced the right additional materials - liquid latex,flesh-coloured dyes, etc - and proved that the 3D printer could addthem to the basic structures, making the prostheses was. It was amazing, the staff had set up a romantic scene for us while were partying. Just inside the front door was a stand with a bottle of Champaign and two glasses. We looked at each other and smiled. “So nice!” Jenn said. I agreed and headed straight for the bottle. I kicked off my shoes as I placed the towel over the cork and began to twist it. I remember my feet felt so relieved in that moment. As I continued to pry the cork, I looked over to see Jenn leaning with one hand on the couch,. I'm Denise Bruckner, and yes, I'm Lenore's friend." She cocked her head to the side, a gesture that Wheeler didn't fail to notice, and told him, "I think I understand why you're in mufti. I'll tell you what – I'll either bring you her assignments, or have Midshipman DiPietro bring them to you, at your office. Deal?"Wheeler was, he knew, not going to get any more out of this woman, as much as he'd like to get, say, her phone number."Deal," he said, as he smiled and waved. Damn, she's got.