His waist was higher and slimmer - maybe due to the reductionin his food intake? At least so George hoped!His hips swelled out from his newly slim wai...t and, turning, George sawthat his bottom was developing a definite swell. Fortunately his"wedding tackle" seemed intact and unaltered, but his legs were howbereft of muscle mass, sleekly curving, hairless, past dimpled knees totiny feet. "Well there is no doubt about it" mussed George, "I amdefinitely showing distinct female characteristics. I. Every day though, I’d try to find an excuse to take out the yellow peril in the evening, just for a run, just for the fun. And it was fun. I’d slide behind the wheel, slip off my heels, sling them in the back and take off. It was best when it was just like that first time with Nigel–when I could wind down the window, and let the wind catch my hair on a warm evening and just go where the roads took me. Windy roads were best–taking me out into the country with lots of gear changes, nipping round. Looking at thebasement's other end, thy saw a tall man crouched over s patient underanaesthesia. There was a cloth stretched out over the patient's leg, andthe man was using a hammer and chisel to break the bone. On the backwall was a screen, and on the screen was the face of - MORTON TRASK!"No, no, no, you fragging monkey! You don't hit the bone in the middle,you hit it off-center so the break you've just created looks like anatural fracture!" Morton shouted, unaware his wife was watching. . no ... it can't be" commented Bec.She was immediately on edge, pacing back and forth in the confines of the lift.I pushed the intercom button, and after a minute or so I got a response."All the power is out in this part of the city" the security guard told us. 'You will just have to wait it out" he added then he hung up."This is not good" remarked a visibly agitated Bec."Oh ... you are claustrophobic" I commented when i realised her problem."Yeh ... I can handle lifts but only for short.