She looked outside and the autumn sun had already set and a coat would indeed be needed to stave off the coolness but she felt she did not have one th...t was appropriate so she decided to go without and made her way to the door. When she opened the door she knew this was going to be a night to remember. There in the driveway was a beautiful black Lincoln town car with a personal driver. The driver beckoned her to the car with a wave and opened the rear door where she could see someone else was. Peoplerecoiled, yes, they actually recoiled, grew smaller, shriveled up underthe critical scrutiny. Phoebe had once even seen her mom's boss cowed whenhe returned from the printer with an order of office stationary thatClaire had deemed substandard. She was only this way with the peopleclosest to her, though. With strangers and casual acquaintances, she wasusually a lot more charming and deferential. "I don't care what thosepeople do or don't do," was the reason she gave for leaving others. "Don't worry, that's being taken care of." She held out her handsshowing me what appeared to be a pair of breasts.Without thinking about it I took them from her. They felt veryrealistic. I put them in the bra cups and pressed them against my chest."We can use surgical adhesive to secure them properly later. They are aC cup by the way, like mine. Now put your top back on and we'll see howit looks."I replaced my t-shirt, it was even tighter now I had something to fillit out, and looked in the. A hundred almost seemed like a crap shoot.The same yet possibly still different in ways that might not be noticed, or worse, were noticed!“Ok,” I asked Adam, “where are we most vulnerable if this not our timeline?”“Any abnormality might just be chalked up to faulty memory between individuals. Certain things cannot change; differences might be in some people having been born and some not. Any real differences would be in memories of the past. I am running a deeper comparison check to be sure if.