It was unusual but not unheard of in our little community for the nanny's quarters to have its own water closet and bath. Nearly three weeks ago I had...discovered that I could gain an unimpeded view into her room through the keyhole lock! Usually, I would only catch a glimpse of her as she walked from her bureau to the WC for her nightly bath, but that was always enough to help me get up a good head of steam. I would proceed straight to my bedroom and imagine the feel of her bosom as I stroked. You'll be an agent of the CIA. Codename: Spider-Woman. Ugh. Not very original. I'll try to have them change it for you,"Renfield offered.I sighed nervously. If this is a hallucination then it's reallycomplicated. My subconscious has this all figured out... now did I everwant to be a girl? Uh uh. No. Must be mind control. Jean? Jean Grey? Youthere? This isn't funny. I don't like you mind swapping me. Ever...so... tired."So how did this all happen? Well if you remember... when you, and byyou I. I hoped that somebody else in the building might complain, but it seemed that he and I were the only ones in it during the day. He stopped playing about four and generally went out. He must have had some night job or something, because he never came in before eleven or twelve. Then he generally went to bed.I wasn't making a detailed investigation or anything. The walls in that building were kind of thin. I could hear his door slam when he came or went, and he talked to himself when he came home. .Beth; lying on the ground, her wings crushed from that horrific fall...She had thought to surprise him by diving down on him from behind, but the sun had come out at just that instant, showing him the great, winged shadow on the ground as she sailed overhead.He whirled and fired, aiming his rifle almost straight up. Beth cried out and smacked into the ground hard, a bullet hole in her belly. Her delicate wings crumpled on impact, and she had been unable to re-form her arms.With a rictus grin.