‘How is our patient doing?’ Doc inquired of the medical technicians as he walked back into the operating room and glanced at the shapely form stra...ped down on the table. ‘Body chemistry is well within expected parameters,’ one of the techs reported, the calmness in his voice hinted that they had done this procedure several times before. ‘Genetic reconfiguration is right on target but we have noted that the mammary glands are responding faster than anticipated.’ ‘Decrease the dosage of the. I waited for hours for the computer screen to tell me he wanted to chat, but nothing came. He was my lover of the past, many years ago in our youth sparks had ignited, but now the years and distance kept us apart. Although we chatted from time to time on the internet, my thoughts often drifted to him; wondering during the day what he was doing, what his plans for the evening might be, would he show up on the internet, and if so, would he want to chat. Although our chat was mostly about the. " I filled her in everything that had happened that I knew of about Misty Black, the bathroom episode, the dream and breakfast this morning.Then I said "Dr., my concern is that in all of the leadership training classes that I had that dealt with severe depression or extreme personal crisis it was always stated that a prayer request and then being relaxed and happy and a huge breakfast were signs that the person had decided to commit suicide."Now all the eyes were on me and they were filled with. With all the wine I was feeling brave and decided to see where it went.For an older single guy I was surprised how clean and tidy his house was. I complimented him on this as he poured me a very large wine. I sat on his kitchen stool and crossed and uncrossed my legs to drive him wild and laughed loudly at his banter and cheek. I could also see a very large lump in his trousers as his face was bright red with excitement. I went over to look out of the window accidentally (well sort of) brushing.