The samepaperwork shuffle that had made me my own daughter had made Sharon myguardian. The ease with which my life had been recreated was almostfrigh...ening; certain clauses of the law that created the WitnessProtection program, when read the right way, allowed for the creationof reams of paperwork that had no basis in fact. Officially, I (Kyle)had married a non-existent woman named Grace, who had subsequentlygiven birth to me (Kyrie) before succumbing to a fatal, virulent, butnon-existent. "For Heaven's sake, Larry, don't just walk off. The poor woman needs to talk." Well," I said hesitantly. "I can listen if you like. I mean, if you want to, uh..." I floundered to a halt.She turned now to look at me. "You're the nice young man from dinner. Harry, wasn't it?" Larry," I corrected her, "but close enough." Yes. I'm sorry. I wasn't myself last night, you know. I haven't been myself in several days." For a moment she looked ready to break down again, but she shook her head sharply.. She like small cloths to wears in the house. Most of the time she wears a small bra and panty. But she look sexy in her dress. After one month her menstrual periods were stopped. She afraid of it and asked me to abort her. I stopped her and told her I want a kid from you. Assured her with promises and she was happy all the ways. She gave a birth of our first kid in January 15, 2003. Now she is breast-feeding mother some times I suck her nipple for milk. She was very much happy with her 2nd. "Sudden mood swings," he said in a conciliatory tone, "very common at this point of the therapy. Increased oestrogen levels, emotional instability, sensitive nipples. You can expect to feel this way at least once a month." Verity acknowledged his comments with another hesitant nod, her lower lip trembling with dismay. How had she come to this: quivering and half naked before a group of ogling, self-satisfied males? She was proving them right, confirming everything they had thought about her..