She had attended work on this, her last day, as on every other day, accepting every humiliation the Director visited on her with exactly the same resi...nation as on any other day, and the following day not bother to call in sick until quite late. Nobody's suspicions should be prematurely aroused.She had also been required to keep her contact with Binta to the bare minimum, and they were instructed never to use any intermediaries, however apparently trustworthy. This was to protect their friends. "Their rush inside, momentary bottle necked at the door, come to a suddenstop when the three men spotted the transformed prisoner. Gaping anddrooling ensued before the leader's wits returned. "Hey, what's going onhere? Where's the prisoner? And who's she?" They're one and the same, officer. My client had been transformed andwe felt it best to return her to her normal appearance before court." Umm, but, umm, okay. Let's see about those shackles," The large gaolkeeper said, as he knelt to pick. Uh...are we still on for tonight?" Shawna smiled, "Of course silly, " she giggled, "who else would I be going to the lake with." *Well something happened anyway...he doesn't want to break up anymore...* She grabbed his arm and they walked back to her car.*************************************They said very little on the ride back to Donny's house, and that gave Shawna a chance to think. *That's weird...something is different...did Donny get a new haircut?...no that's not it...is that a new. This was the rule he couldn't take. Their manager, Reuben, tells him he's been, what was it? "Wearing the shirts kinda wild, there, Keith. Can't you button them up? You know, all the way? You'll look a lot better, then, kid. Trust me!"Keith didn't even bother to argue. He could tell Reuben was just passing along another one of Mom's rules. But, for crying out loud, it's not like he was wearing a codpiece or sticking out his tongue like those British groups did. A couple of measly buttons open!.