Then she smiles wickedly and turning toward me again, bends to scratch at her knee through her dress, showing me her rounded breasts dangling like fru...t ripe for the plucking. Cant see the nipples, too dark, but I imagine them full and erect ready for stroking, sucking and gentle tugging. She turns back to the conversation and I continue to move about the room. Chatting and talking taking in the atmosphere. It is a fine evening stars are out in force and the moon hangs in the sky lightly. She flipped it over out of curiosity, and saw in a small but bold hand, TABLE 3C. She looked in that direction and saw a bespectacled man wave at her. She did not respond, but hurriedly cleared the stage of her earnings and found four more of the Clevelands in the stack.Backstage, she considered throwing her hippie gear on, but her mysterious benefactor obviously was buying into the illusion. So instead, she added a new layer of bright red lipstick and spritzed on some expensive perfume. Everything slowed, stopped, ran backwards, faster and faster. Only now I was outside looking in.It was like one of those movies that was rewinding on the reel. Instead of rewinding reel to reel the operator ran the film through the projector, but not at normal speed. The three boys walked backwards from the picnic table into the bushes next to the river. Wendy and I read the note on the watch, put the watch in the box, closed the box, took the key out of the lock, into my shirt. To confirm the obvious, you did contract SCABS -- nothing else we know of could've induced this sort of a transformation. Your strain was gendermorphism. You contracted the Flu about a year ago, you said?" Yes." Well, that's near the outside envelope of the norm, but still within range, so to speak. I ran a full and complete physical on you. The good news is that this is an extremely fit body. You have a fairly high metabolism, no genetic predispositions, and all in all, you are pretty much in.