A woman or two disappears and no one notices. No one suspects my hand… But, I am trapped here in Vienna in this wine cellar, hiding like vermin, and...I have been here for the last three nights. The boredom has become intolerable, Diary, so I risked lighting a candle (the sun has been down for hours) and I am making this entry. (Will it be my last?) Von Gelding is hounding me. He picked up my trail somewhere on the road from Graz. I didn’t even know it until after I arrived here, and he. "All in good time, Dave, all in good time."The phone rang. "You absolutely need to see me?" There was a pause, andDawson frowned. "I am in the middle of an experiment. Oh, very well!" I will be back in 2 hours for the last test. Damn the government! Ihave to drive to the airport to meet General Sliby!"Dave rattled the bars of his cage with his now long, hairy arms.Horrified, he saw Greta in his body trying to get out. Whew! Shecouldn't."Well, 'Greta', how does it feel to be a dumb animal?". However, her need to totally relax, and regain control of the female side of her emotions, far out weighs that fear. When she arrives, she is escorted into a well furnished room with an examination table standing in the middle with a richly colored orange silk clothe draping all the way to the floor. She is told to remove all her clothes and put them in the wardrobe closet, including all jewelry, and put on the robe that she will find in the closet. Then to be seated and Jim will be with her. It's eleven thirty on Friday and Saturday and eleven on Sunday night. After lights out you have exactly sixty minutes to talk, read, do whatever you want in your bed. And yes, I mean that, too."There were giggles and blushes from some of the girls, Kennedy noted, but most nodded sagely."Masturbation is what I mean, ladies. There are some things that are best done in the privacy of our bedrooms. Alas, we don't have our own bedrooms here, nor do we have much privacy. Once upon a time I was your.