" That's good." Misty's statement was indifferent. She had no clue what he meant.Bill snorted one tiny chuckle. "That means Salome will be getting pre...nant." Misty hugged Salome. "You'll both be mothers at about the same time."It took Bill ten minutes to get a word in to tell Misty she had an interview at three o'clock. Once she did get the message, Misty disappeared into the bathroom to get ready. Salome raced to help. Bill snuck off to the safety of the classroom.Tiger flight waited in the. He was slowly getting used to his new self.Where, when he'd been alive (the first time, that is, in the latetwentieth century), he'd been fat and clumsy. Now, he was small, andgraceful, and very pretty. In fact, there was no sense in being modest.He was gorgeous.He remembered the first time he'd seen his new self in a mirror. A man'spenis and gonads, yes. He was still male. But he was certainly not a"man." He was slight, frail, delicate. He had the ripe breasts and hipsof a well-endowed girl.. Tonight Cobaltwas not in uniform, but dressed in a black gown that clung to hercurves and complemented her skin color. She certainly didn't seem tomind the cold.Cobalt was too large a woman to glide gracefully across the carpet.Instead, she padded heavily, like a lioness. She stood and posed as abank of photographers flared and popped their cameras, then she lopedover to the barriers where she flashed a perfect pearl-white smile atthe crowd and began signing autographs.My heart was in my mouth.. The Hiding Place:Cutter's thoughts snapped back to the present as he remembered he was driving and supposed to be looking for a hiding place. Didn't need to make a mistake and be stopped my some motor officer.All the homes looked the same in this neighborhood, only the landscaping and the choice of paint colors made them different. Mike and Carl were both grumbling about being caught if we didn't find a hiding place soon. Suddenly Cutter thought about the car they were in. It was covered with.