If George Lucas or Steven Spielberghad done that video, they couldn't have done anything as spooky.Basically, his whole body started to heal at a unbe...ievable rate. And ifthat wasn't odd enough, it also began to change. Most of his hair (and agood part of his skin too) had been burned off, and most of the hairnever came back. The part that did was the stuff on the top of his head,and it came back with a vengeance, becoming long and full of body withinminutesHis face softened, becoming more. It highlighted her still small breasts, and hugged her narrow waist, giving her more hips that she really had. The top gave her womanly curves even though she was still a teen. "The top is great. The pants, no."Surprised, she asked, "Why?" She turned to look in the mirror.As she turned to look over her shoulder at her back, I said, "That's why. No butt."Her head whipped around to look at me, a little shock on her face. Then she looked back over her shoulder. She looked back at me as she started. . so much!”We held each other for a few minutes, then separated. She began stripping the bed. I smiled at her, then stepped into the closet to grab fresh linens. We finished stripping and remaking the bed. Rhee began dressing, which caused my butterflies increased agitation.When Rhee’s head poked through her T, she looked at me.“You’re shaking.”She wrapped me tightly.“I’ve never seen you like this. You’re always so ... relatively calm. It’s just Dad. You know he loves you. There’s no reason to. She dared not go for older men, until she was legal, because she did not want to lose her lovers to prison. She wanted them to stay free men, so she could continue fucking them.So, she wondered, who would be her first target? There was Sven Gustafsen, her next door neighbor- a bachelor with an uncertain, unknown lifestyle. He seemed rather promising, assuming that he was straight. There was Yasuko Kawashira, a Japanese man living with his wife Aniko in their fine colonial-style house. Also,.