She sat down and looked at me, I felt cold. What had she done. The phone rang and she said its for you. My hand shook as I picked it up. It was oneof...my old secretaries, and her best friend. She was laughing and said nice pictures ! I dropped the phone and could still hear her laughing as Melissa Picked it up. They talked for a couple minutes the hung up. Melissa smiled and said get over her now! I dropped to my knees and crawled over her knees. She pulled down the panties and started with. They were alone in that part of the carriage. She turned to Denise and thanked her, saying, ‘You made a big difference to the outcome, first by setting up and running the computers, then by making sure I wasn’t disturbed by ‘support calls’ from Ken and Sid. You stayed late with me those nights when we were running those tests – which worked, thank God! – and finally, perhaps most importantly, Denise, you always give me much-needed moral support. Thank you very much for your help with all of. Now though I had a PhD student under me. He is a sporty type so we don't have much in common socially but he is fairly clued up on the work we have to do. Much of it is routine, mundane stuff. Setting up an experiment and seeing and recording the result on a database. Then repeating it twice to check the results only to find they were negative for our purpose. Life as a research worker is not all the glamour of finding new methods and drugs to cure all ailments. Much of it is real boring stuff. "Great, that would mean further ridicule walking down the street, not tomention having to manage in these heels."We're going to give you a shopping list," he said, "go and touch upyour lipstick while we get it ready."I did as I was told and I stood upstairs in front of the mirror,thinking about what had happened in the last week or so. I put on thelipstick and automatically topped it off with gloss. I was changing. Iwas folding to their wishes. I needed to think of some way out before itbecame.