And he wanted me."I was so besotted with him, I'm embarrassed about it now. He was two years older than I was – seventeen. He was so ... masculine �...� so strong. I couldn't see how selfish he was; for me, he could do no wrong. And he wanted me."Ged gave a snort of derision. "I don't see what this--" Button it, Ged," said Catherine sharply. "You aren't helping, and this is totally relevant."Ged shrugged, and gave her a petulant look. Catherine scowled at him."Go on sweetheart," Catherine said to. " dad was sputtering, and I knew that Ihad, with great luck, just managed to head off a disaster. "Yeah,sure, anything she wants I guess." Oh! Look! Garret? Come meet Renee!"Her son smiled and shook my hand, then his eyes wandered beforecoming back to my face. He was about six three with short croppedbrown hair and green eyes. Just looking at him, the perfect specimenfor a guy, I felt like I always did as a guy. Inadequate. But as agirl, well, I could actually feel the power a girl has over. ’ Eleanor stood in the middle of the room, her face flushed red. ‘You said one simple kiss.’ ‘That was a simple kiss. Would you like to feel a complicated one?’ ‘No.’ Eleanor traced her swollen hot lips as the wizard sat down and began to spin straw into gold. * Bright sunlight woke Eleanor from a deep sleep. Smiling, she clapped her hands to her face. A sparkling light bounced around the room. Sunlight gleamed off the piles and piles of golden straw. Closing her eyes, she thanked the kind man. I know my father would be appalled that I even have Henry Jekyll's notes; I found them years ago locked in an old box my grandfather kept in an attic. Reading through these notes, I discovered that the science is actually quite sound.Obviously the stories of him becoming a monster were just sensationalistic reporting and the naiveté of the era. His formulas used to modify brain chemistry along with our genetic baseline can really propel our research a 100 times faster.Naturally, I would be.