' It's a good name.I couldn't feel a thing Down There," he thought, but aloud he said, "Oh,you mean Little Al!"Neither of them knew about Doc's experi...ent regarding Alice's breasts, orEssa's hypothesis that making his breasts so sensitive that they became apowerful erogenous zone by themselves, and then keeping his male sexorgans negated, that Alice's subconscious mind would eventually expect allof his sexual satisfaction to come from his breasts while also forgettingthat his male organs could. " He smiled. "It's all spelled out in the contract." He produced the contract again. This time, the print was legible.Larry scanned the document, looking for loopholes. Finally, he looked up at Phil. "All of this - for a class 3 lie? And one hour a week for a year?" He frowned. "What's a class 3 lie?"Phil smiled. "Remember that `I did not have sex with that woman' lie? Well, that was a class 5. About as big and blatant as they go. Class 3 is something between that and `Sorry,. ”“ ... You have? How long?”“ ... I’ll ask John. Ring me in an hour.”John came from the kitchen to where Claire sat in the living room.“I heard,” he said, wiping his hands on a towel. “What do you need to ask me?”“It’s Peter,” she said, realising immediately that John knew that. She smiled and so did he: they were so attuned to each other. “He wants to come over and talk. Apparently his therapist thinks it will help him.”“He’s actually gone to a therapist?”“It seems so, since before. " But I'm not female, ma'am," I said incredulously. "What good will thatID do me?" Look Daniel," Sandy said. "You are about the same height as Angela andI'd guess you weigh even less than her. My dancers are good with makeup;they can have you looking like a girl in no time. We'll snap your photoand insert it into the drivers license, and presto!, you no longer needto worry about past legal troubles. Think it over, Angela. If you decideto accept the job, you'll live here with my dancers and me;.