I messed up.”“But I’m the one who messed up! Not you!”“I actually think you got it right the other day when you pointed out how NIKA is trea...ing you. Let’s fix this, OK?”“Fix what? I pretty much wrecked everything.”“I don’t think you’ve wrecked everything. We can work through all the stuff at NIKA. You’ll need to talk with Dave, and he’s going to be pretty tough on you, and you’re going to do what he says. And once you do that, we’ll discuss what you want to do. You, me, and Dave.”“That. There was much use of pulleys, nail-guns, and human muscle with an occasional break for coffee or to talk to the Animal Planet production crew.Suddenly Paula came running up to the base of the tree.“Pete!” she cried out, “Pete, I’ve got bad news. I just got a notice from City Hall. You can’t build this design!”Pete was horrified. He shouted back, “We had approval for ... wait, let me come down there.”Pete scurried down out of the trees as all work came to a halt. He was soon standing next to. I thought I could steel myself to the shock of what was revealed, but as I gazed at the handsome athletic man with his arm around a small frightened girl, it was all I could do to retain my composure. She was so tiny, so pretty, so...feminine...And she was ME! I pushed Amy away gently with a small motion of my newly rounded hips and allowed myself to touch my face. I couldn' t believe the soft smoothness of my cheeks...Cheeks that had been manly and stubbled that now had the feel of flower. All this hardware, plus two of the deadliest agents in the Temporal Management Agency, were on their way into Boulder City to pick up one Professor Clive McLean-Watson, a scientist from the UK, at the airport.Ostensibly arriving to attend a scientific conference, McLean-Watson had, in fact, been recruited by the TMA in it's usual clandestine fashion befitting such a super-secret agency. Using this form of transportation instead of a Chronobubble was intended to not arouse suspicion among.