. you have a little more quality time with the alien under your belt.’‘Yes,’ I agreed, suddenly surprised to find that the idea of being separat...d from the tiny person we had created made me sad. ‘About that,’ I said. ‘There’s something I’ve wanted to try. Do we have a headphone splitter?’I could hear the dishwasher ending its cycle from the living room. We rarely used it, but when we did, the low thrum was unmistakable. I was half lying on the sofa, stroking a hand over my swollen tummy and. They were never taken with their daughter Agatha whose bovine looks convinced them she had been switched at the hospital. Poor Agatha was orphaned at 20 and sole heir to the Winthrop fortune which was considerable in a time of economic uncertainty. The grandfather Sir Harry Winthrop had always been a firm believer in "G" and "D" as mainstays for all investments. His holdings in Gold and Diamond investments insured the trust would remain steadfastly secure even in periods of financial. "And why do I need to add garters?" Because your garter-belt may come undone and your tights may roll down. The garters will keep them up."I was conscious of what I was wearing all day under my trousers at work. It was exciting but I was constantly anxious about being discovered.They started calling me the "VPL Man" at work. I knew from what I hadseen this morning that Elizabeth intended to have me wearing a bratonight. I wondered most of the day what wearing a bra would feel like."Hey how. Why not."Why not," she said softly."Great. I'll pick you up right there where you work, about six. How's that?" Fine," Laura smiled. "See you then."Her weekend with Sara was full of everything she could have hoped: scintillating, heart-stopping sex, though not as much of it as usual, happy sleeping and dozing together, intent movie watching, relaxed dining. She did not think about Amber Grant, or Brad Dickinson, once.This time they had spent the weekend in Sara's apartment, and when Laura.