She decided that she really swanted this guy, and there was a way to get closer to him. Literally. "There is one other place that you should know...intimately," she said. He raised an eyebrow; some of their jokes had risen to a sexual nature, so she blushed at the implication. "The stockroom." She smiled as his eyebrow fell, but the joke did not go unshared. "Down here," she said as she bent down, "are where all the large cans go." She looked up at him from her kneeling position, and. "I'm sure if given a chance you can do abetter job the second time around. So I'm going to let you do justthat."Later that day, no one thought anything about the three teenagers whowere dressed in nothing but a diaper. There were two girls aged 15 and aboy aged 16 playing like toddlers in a sandbox at the local park.Everything in their minds they had learned since taking their firstindependent steps was erased from their minds. Their moms that were withthem reminded them all to always play. "This obviously won't change the way that you two are right now, but I thought it might help if you knew the reasons why." "Okay, sorry for the speech," said Dee Dee. "In the future, I'll leave that to Tiffany. Once she finds out that you two are 'different' now, I know she'll want to call a meeting to explain everything that's happened to the other girls on the Island; although I think she was going to do that anyway. I also got an e-mail from Calista, on the Vectran starship earlier. I know exactly what the dream means, for the message in it is abundantly clear. There can be no more. No more dreaming of the man I love. No more wanting him late at night, and needing his love to be thrust gently inside me. No more thinking of our bodies intertwined beneath the sheets of my bed. No more thoughts of kisses and soft caresses pressed against my aching flesh. No more wishing for his hands to roam eagerly over every inch of me. No more fantasizing of pianos and a home filled with.