"It's unisex, that way if I can become a boy again, my hair won't be aproblem." I quite agree with you, Jay Lee. Besides, with your figure, you'll mak...a cute girl or handsome young man," offered Betty.I sat down in the barber's chair and Betty went to work on my hair. Ispent all day there as Betty and her employees treated my body to themany pleasures of the salon. My hair and makeup were done, including mynails, as well as an all over body massage that removed all of the deadlayers of skin,. As a civilian, my usual fee for each confirmed kill of a primary target was $50,000, although it could go as high as $100,000 based on the difficulty of the assignment. You do the math, even assuming the lower figure: 50 confirmed kills of primary targets, times $50,000. There were also smaller bonuses for the other “targets of opportunity” I had chalked up.My official salary as a research analyst also paid $90,000 a year.I had only been back in the U.S. for less than a week, after an. There was a smile in his voice when he said, “Very well. I will.” His lips brushed my ear. “And you’ll be a good girl again.”I nodded just a little too eagerly.Without further ado, without warning, his hands came around my front and cupped my breasts over my shirt. I swallowed a whimper. They were as needy to be touched as they were tender, and he was rough enough to physically pull me against his body, exactly like I had hoped he would yesterday. I groaned inwardly with how profoundly pleasant. She had gone for just a week, came back to finish the semester, and then took off again. Suddenly Cynthia Lee became the investigation's main target. It looked like they were closing in...Then, Mr. Schmidt remembered Jason mentioning something about knowing someone called Cynthia, a graduate student. The wheels of suspicion ran in the man's mind as he suddenly realized he had not heard from the wimp since the semester ended. So, just where was he? A call to Jason's dorm director verified that.