Then I wasblinded as my hair was growing covering my eyes. I could feel my facialfeatures rearranging. Then I felt the pressure in my chest as mybre...sts began to balloon forward. Shortly after my breasts stoppedgrowing I felt the tugging in my groin as my penis and testicles beganto retreat into my abdominal cavity. After about what seemed likeforever of being in sheer pain it subsided. I gathered my thoughts andbegan to get dressed and head to meet Lilly at the bar.I finishedgetting. Bob and Hamako would go with him. He had done business with Americans before, of course, but not in America. He would feel better with people on his team when he negotiated. But that didn't take long, and soon the conversation, what little there was, concerned inconsequential things.Back home for the evening, they separated again. Megan wanted to go over the code in her software again. Raleigh wanted Hamako to see a particular movie they had on DVD. So Bob sat down at the computer in the den to. "Nicolas was watching Rachelle as she left the bathroom. She was still angry. The shower hadn't calmed her down. She rubbed her hair with one towel, the other wrapped around her chest. He stepped closer. She stopped and stared into the mirror. Her dark eyes were shimmering dangerously.Nicolas opened his mouth."Don't say a thing," she interrupted. "I don't give a shit what you're gonna say. He walked away with the money, and that redhead bitch walked away with the sword, and we're just sitting. I promise... Abruptly this brief window of lucidity closed up. It was all too much to process on my own, and my heart tightened at how Heather must be feeling about it.“Heather ... Are you a hundred percent sure?”She was silent for a time. “Nothing is ever a hundred percent.”“Did your parents tell you?”“No.”“Frej?”“No.”I caressed her hair. There’s some hope, then!“Then why do you think this?”Heather’s voice was mute. “My parents’ blood types don’t match mine.”I reeled at this odd statement..