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Had to get a new email, so I'm reposting my old works under the new 
addy to get it out.

Part 7

Now, onto the boring stuff

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DISCLAIMERS

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This story contains scenes of an erotic and/or controversial nature, 
and is not intended for the perusal of minors.  Further if perusal of 
such material is considered illegal in your area or immoral by your 
religion or personal beliefs, you should likewise bypass this story.

This story remains the property of the author.  Permission is granted 
to download, photocopy, copy and repost so long as any such action 
contains these disclaimers, and no attempt is made to profit from 
this story.

All characters in this story are the creation of the author, and any 
resemblance to real persons, alive or dead, are purely coincidental.

This story may contain aspects of fantastic science or magic.  The 
parameters of what this science/magic can accomplish are completely 
at the discretion of me, the author, and, as such, I make no 
apologies for any rules of "real" physics, chemistry, biology, or 
magic that may be broken within the story.

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Now onto the fun stuff

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************

THREE DAYS LATER...

Francis Moore woke up.  He had been headed to his sentencing hearing 
when a van had pulled up alongside him.  Two men jumped out, he felt 
a prick in his arm, and the entire world went black.  He had vague 
disturbing dreams of being in court confessing all his crimes to the 
prosecutor.

Now he woke up, chained naked to a chair.  His wrists and ankles were 
secured to the chair with wide, metal bands, and he felt a metal 
collar holding his head in place.  He struggled a bit, but he was 
held fast.

He had to sit there for about fifteen minutes before a door opened up 
and a tall woman walked in.  "What's going on here?  What are you 
going to do to me?"

"Francis Moore, I am Elaine.  Your kidnapper, judge, and the 
commander of your fate."

"What are you talking about?"

"For crimes against humanity, namely the slaying of eight women, you 
are here to meet your fate."

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Stop fooling around.  I had you brought here, pumped full of truth 
serum, and had you confess to all your crimes."

"You can't use a drug induced confession to punish me.  It isn't legal."

"Look around you.  Does this look like a court of law?  You're lucky 
they don't know all about you, though.  Murder carries the death 
sentence in this state."

"Are you... going to kill me?"

"No.  You are sentenced to a fate where you will help rather than 
harm humanity."

"What do you mean?"

Elaine took out a remote, pointed it at the wall and pressed a 
button.  A segment of wall lifted, and playing on it was a tape of 
one of the men becoming a woman, his face blacked out so he couldn't 
be identified.  After the tape played, the guy asked, "You're going 
to turn me into a girl?"

"No, you don't deserve that."  She reached behind him and pulled out 
a syringe tucked in a pouch on the back of the chair.  "I'm going to 
turn you into a sexual freak."  She jammed the syringe into his arm 
and depressed the plunger.

He trembled a bit, then stared in fascination at his chest.  His 
nipples swelled first, then started expanding.  He realized he was 
growing breasts!  But for some reason, that was all he could realize. 
His entire attention was focused on these globes growing from him. 
They quickly grew as large as any he had seen on any woman.  He 
envisioned himself playing with his cock as he played with his 
breasts.  But soon they grew so big that he didn't even have a sight 
of his cock, and once out of sight, his cock vanished from his 
attention.

All that mattered was his breasts.  He wanted to play with his 
breasts, but he couldn't lift his hands.  His big, beautiful breasts 
grew and grew.  They also started tingling, especially his nipples, 
which stuck out from his breasts like the teats on a cow's udder. 
His breasts grew till they were bigger than his head, but they didn't 
stop there.  They grew past his hands, then past his knees and 
continued to grow out from his chest until they stuck out feet in 
front of him.

He felt his hands freed and all he could think about was stroking his 
tingling nipples.  He tried to stroke them, but his breasts were so 
big that he couldn't even reach them.  He tried to think of words to 
express his disappointment, but he couldn't think of anything besides 
relieving that tingling in his nipples.  He wailed plaintively, 
needing something or someone to help.

He saw the woman move in front of him.  She said something to him, 
but he didn't understand the words.  He did understand that she 
wanted him to follow her.  He tried to get up, but the weight on his 
chest shifted, an he fell back into the seat.  The woman left, and he 
knew that if he didn't get after her, he'd never get rid of that 
feeling in his nipples.

He grabbed his breasts, lifted them, and staggered after her.  He 
followed her to another room.  She pointed to a spot on the floor, 
and he knelt down there, barely able to keep from falling over.  The 
woman locked bands around his legs and wrists.  Other women came in 
and strapped something around his chest.  As soon as the tubes were 
attached to his nipples, the irritation from the tingle lessened, but 
it wasn't enough.

One of the women came over and stood in front of him.  She dropped 
her skirt, and he saw a long tube hanging from her crotch.  Somehow 
he understood she shouldn't have it, but couldn't figure out why. 
She stroked the tube, causing it to grow and harden until it stuck 
straight out in front of her.  She walked behind him, and he felt 
that tube pressing into him.  Some how he knew it was wrong for that 
tube to enter him, and he tried to get away, but he was held too well.

She pushed into him, pushing that long tube in until their hips were 
touching.  Then she did something that really confused him.  She 
started moving in and out.  Did she want to be in him or not?  He 
tried to get away from the friction her motions were causing, but 
that only made her move faster.  After a while (he lost any and all 
concept of time), he felt the tube within him pulse and a warmth 
enter his ass.  His body absorbed the warmth, and it seemed to flow 
into his breasts.  He saw a white fluid flow from his nipples into 
the tube, and a sudden wave of pleasure spread from his nipples into 
his body.

He looked up and saw a mirror.  He saw himself and knew there was 
something wrong with the image.  There was something wrong with 
having massive globes hanging from his chest, and having someone 
stuff his ass full of fleshy tube.  But, oh, that pleasure!  That 
pleasure he got from pumping liquid into those tubes was 
indescribable.  He'd do anything to get more.

Sometimes other women with those huge tubes hanging from them came 
over and stuck their tubes into him.  Sometimes it was because he had 
stopped producing that white stuff, but sometimes they just seemed to 
want to.  And every time they did he felt shame, but when that warmth 
entered him and the white stuff flowed again the shame didn't matter.

After another stretch of time, they unhooked him from the machine and 
led him to another room.  They lay him on a soft mattress and he fell 
asleep.  When he woke up they brought him back to the machine room 
and hooked him up again.  But this time they took one of the tubes 
from his breast and stuck it into his mouth.  He sucked on it, 
tasting some of that white stuff coming from him.  He sucked until he 
was so full he couldn't taste more and spit out the tube.  They took 
it from him and hooked it back up to the machine.

This went on repeatedly.  Him waking up, feeding himself, getting his 
ass stuffed full of tube a few times a day, producing that white 
stuff, then being led elsewhere to sleep.  But one day the routine 
changed.  He was getting more tube when the door opened and another 
guy with huge breasts was brought in.  The other guy was locked in 
beside him.  One of the girls went behind the guy and he tried to get 
away.  Silly man.  Didn't he understand the pleasure they'd be giving 
him?  He decided to be a good example, squeezing his ass in the way 
he knew they liked, but the other guy didn't get it.  His girl 
flooded him, and he snorted contemptuously, watching the other fight 
it.

But then the other girl came and white stuff came from the other's 
breasts and he understood.  They contentedly sat there making white 
stuff until they were unhooked and brought into the other room to 
sleep.  They were laid on the bed facing opposite directions.  He saw 
the other's breast right in front of him and smelled that tasty white 
stuff.  He sucked the nipple into his mouth and started feeding.  He 
felt the other do the same and felt the pleasure from his breast. 
But this time there was more pleasure, a more physical pleasure.  It 
surged through his body and he eventually felt a strange throbbing in 
his crotch and felt a liquid flow out.

He reached down and felt a tube on his crotch.  He had a brief memory 
of using that tiny tube like the women used theirs on him, but how 
was that possible?  This was so tiny and theirs were so big.  He felt 
a puddle of liquid under the tube and wondered if it would serve the 
same as the women's liquid.  He covered his fingers in the liquid 
then shoved them into his ass.  He felt the warmth spread from his 
ass to his tits in the same way as when the women did.  There wasn't 
as much, but it was the same.

Then he felt the other rub something on his breast and felt the 
warmth go right from the rubbing into his breast.  He was so pleased 
and so ashamed.  The other was giving him his liquid so he could 
experience warm pleasure and he had not done the same.  He reached 
down and scooped up as much of the remaining liquid as he could and 
rubbed it on the other's breast.  He smelled more of the tasty white 
stuff and suckled the other's nipple.  The other did the same for him 
and soon his tube let loose more liquid.  He knew that although his 
tube may produce smaller quantities of the same liquid as the women, 
it didn't grow hard like theirs.

He took the liquid and smeared it on the other's breast as the other 
did the same for him.  He felt more warmth and they fell asleep 
suckling each other's nipples.

He woke the next day to the other bumping his breast into his face. 
He felt the other suckling him and he started suckling the other. 
They sucked each other till they dispensed more liquid.  Then they 
rubbed it into each other like the night before.

Women then came in and brought them back to the machine room.  This 
time, when he was hooked up, they didn't feed the tube to him.  But 
he had sucked his fill from the other last night and this morning. 
At one point he felt the other's hand on his (neither was restrained 
any more).  They looked into each other's eyes and leaned over, 
pressing their lips together.  Part of him knew it was wrong for 
their lips to be together like this, but he didn't care.  He knew 
that from here on out only the pleasure he got from making white 
stuff in his breasts and the other mattered.

************

Susie asked, "Think that cow 101 has any idea he's been here for a month?"

Elaine snorted.  "From all appearances they aren't even aware they're 
defecating on themselves and getting hosed off.  Both of their lives 
now center on one thing, their breasts."

"They seem entranced with each other."

"They might as well be.  They're going to spend the rest of their 
lives together.  Seems kind of ironic.  A rapist and a pedophile in 
love with each other, spending the rest of their lives being 
sodomized for milk to remake others' bodies."

"It was nice that you thought of changing them so they could be an 
outlet for the bulls."

"It made sense.  Cows for the bulls.  How's the search on more cows going?"

"We've found 30 sex offenders who were released on technicalities and 
another 10 that managed to get hung juries."

"When they're kidnapped make sure to use the truth serum.  I don't 
want any innocent people being destroyed."

"Agreed."

************

TWO YEARS LATER...

Elaine was sleeping with Lita, her current head of staff, when she 
was waken up by a loud banging on the door.  "Mistress, Mistress, 
come quickly!  We've caught an intruder."

Elaine got up and grabbed her robe.  She slept in the outfit of 
choice of her partner whenever one of the girls convinced her to take 
them to bed, and Lita preferred her to be nude.  So now Elaine had 
just her robe wrapped around her as she went to see what the 
commotion was all about.

In the parlor, she found Bridgette standing over a man with bruises 
on his face.  Maria was sitting off to one side and smiled warmly as 
Elaine entered the room.  "What's going on?" Elaine asked.

Bridgette explained, "When Maria and I came home from our date, we 
found this guy nosing around the place, apparently looking for 
something.  When I confronted him, he threatened me."  Bridgette 
snorted.  "He actually said, 'Don't make me hurt you, little girl.' 
So I proceeded to kick him into submission.  Broke my heel on his 
jaw."

Elaine smiled.  After Brighton had made the transformation into 
Bridgette permanent, she had taken the time to practice her martial 
arts until she could do it as well as before the change.  She had 
even practiced doing it in heels, and, although the practice was far 
riskier, she was deadly in or out of the shoes.

Elaine walked up to the strange man.  "Who are you and what are you 
doing here?"

"I don't have to tell you anything.  So just call the police and 
let's get this over with."

Elaine said, "Fine."  She walked towards the phone, but Bridgette put 
her hand on Elaine's arm and shook her head.  She nodded towards the 
corner, and Elaine followed her there.  "What is it?"

"We can't just call the police."

"Why not?"

"Elaine, this guy got past the district security fence, your 
mansion's security perimeter, and your mansion's internal security. 
This is not just some schmuck robber."

"What do you mean?"

"Corporate espionage is big business, and the company is becoming big 
enough that it would be worth it to hire someone to discover your 
secrets."

"All the more reason to give him to the police."

"No, Elaine, all the more reason not to.  I can't say for certain 
whether he was coming or going when I found him.  And we didn't find 
anything on him.  So all we've got on him now is breaking and 
entering.  A good lawyer will have him out on bail in 24 hours.  And 
if he got into your private lab and saw something that could put us 
at risk, he'll be giving it to his employer by this time tomorrow. 
We need to find out what he knows.  We also need to transform him."

"Why transform him?  Why not just use the truth serum?"

"Because your truth serum is close enough to regular truth serums to 
show up on drug tests.  And your truth serum has trace elements of 
the rare plant that makes so much of your work possible.  Even if he 
does know nothing, just using that serum on him could put us at risk. 
He needs to disappear for a while.  And we can't just keep him, as 
is.  Somebody might wind up finding him or he might escape.  We need 
to chain him to us, and the daily dose of your formula he'll need in 
order to have any hope of returning to manhood is a better chain than 
any physical locks."

Elaine nodded.  "There's even a new formula I can test."

"What do you have in mind?"

"You'll see."

Elaine went down to her lab, got a new formula she had been 
developing, filled a syringe, and returned to the room.  She walked 
behind the man and, without warning, jammed the needle into his 
shoulder and injected him.  He bolted to his feet saying, "What?" but 
then froze in place as his body shifted and flowed into a female 
form.  He looked down at himself, seeing his new B cup breasts 
hanging from his chest.  "What did you do to me?"

"Just a little change to ensure your compliance.  Now what's your name?"

"Go to hell, bitch."  Suddenly, his body trembled and his breasts 
swelled a cup.  "What the hell?"

"A special additive.  Any time you fail to answer a question put to 
you by anyone completely and truthfully, you'll become a little more 
buxom."

The man looked to the door, clearly trying to figure out if he could 
escape.  Elaine surprised him by stepping out of the way.  "Want to 
leave?  Feel free.  The solution becomes permanent in a day.  Even if 
you do manage to convince someone of who you were, you'll be stuck 
like this forever.  The solution will even undo any surgery you might 
get to reverse its effects.  And you will never lie again."  That was 
actually a lie.  Except in special cases, like with Elizabeth, who 
wanted her special conditions to remain so she could control her 
alcoholism, once the solution became permanent in the body, the 
special condition became inactive.

The man, not knowing that, stared at the door, then at Elaine. 
Finally, he slumped down, dejected.  "What do you want to know?"

"What's your name?"

"Jan Stevens Mueller."

"Why are you here?"

"I was hired by Heaven's Star Research to attempt to find any details 
I could to help them achieve your level of success in new advances."

"Did you get into my private lab?"

"No, I was discovered before I got that far."

"Alright.  Lita, show our new upstairs maid to her room."

"What?  Aren't you going to change me back?"

"In three months, after you've worked off the cost of your transformation."

"But what about my job?"

"You should have thought about that before you attempted to break 
into my home."  When he seemed about to protest some more, Elaine 
said, "If you don't like it, you can leave."  He clamped his mouth 
shut, and Lita escorted him upstairs.

************

THREE DAYS LATER...

Elaine heard a knock on the door of her room and asked whoever it was 
in.  She was surprised when Jan came through the door.  Over the last 
three days he had avoided her as much as possible, and it was only 
now that she saw that he had grown a couple cup sizes, obviously 
having been non-responsive.  "What can I do for you, Jan?"

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Not guaranteeing any answers, but you may ask."

"Have you ordered your staff to be nice to me?"

"No.  Why do you ask?"

"Because everyone's being so nice to me.  Even after I tell them why 
you transformed me.  If it were me, and I was a member of your staff, 
I'd hate someone who broke in to steal from you."

"The girls are very forgiving.  And when you're so honest and 
forthcoming about your past, they're willing to forgive and forget."

"But I'm not being honest by choice.  Hell, it goes against my very 
nature to be this honest."

"Don't tell them that.  The only people who know what your formula 
does to you are the people who were in the room when I told you. 
Maria, Bridgette, Lita, and myself.  The rest of the girls only know 
you're being totally honest with them.  Of course, if you were to lie 
a lot, they'd probably figure it out.  But for now, they just 
appreciate the honesty you're showing."

"Can I ask another question?"

"Certainly."

"Can I please stop wearing this corset?"

"That's up to Lita.  The corset policy is her idea.  She felt that my 
staff needed to maintain a certain minimum level of appearance. 
Since your transformation left you a little too thick in the waist, 
she requires you wear it."

"Speaking of Lita, do you have any idea how I might convince her to 
share my bed?"

"Try honesty.  Not just when she's asking questions, but volunteer 
how you feel.  Then let her take pleasure from you.  There's a house 
rule.  Share and share alike.  If someone takes pleasure from you, 
then you have a right to take similar pleasure from them."

"If that works, and she and I do become a couple, do you think she'd 
stay with me after I transform back?"

"Probably not.  Lita is like me.  If you're not feminine, or at least 
willing to express your feminine side, then she's not interested. 
Sorry."

"That's okay."  Jan left the room, clearly thinking deeply.

************

TWO WEEKS LATER...

Lita was giving Elaine a back rub.  Elaine had wound up mistiming 
some of her experiments and four of them had come to crucial 
observation points at the same time, and Elaine had spent the better 
part of the day running from one to the other so as not to lose the 
results of any.  After she was finished, Elaine asked, "Lita, I'm not 
normally the one to ask, but would you share my bed with me tonight?"

"Uhm, could I invite Jan?"

"Will it be safe?  Jan could decide to use our time together to take revenge."

"Oh, no, ma'am.  She'd never do that."

"She?  Has Jan decided to stay female?"

"Well, no, but..."

"But what?"

"Susan says he's going to stay."

Elaine sighed.  "I must talk to Susan about voicing her predictions 
about transformees."

"But, ma'am, she's never been wrong."

"Yes, yes, I know.  But don't assume that's always going to be true."

"I hope she's right this time."

"You've fallen for Jan, haven't you?"

"She is so pretty."

"Alright, if you think it's safe, Jan can come to bed with us."

"Yippee!"  Elaine couldn't help but smile at Lita's enthusiasm.

Later that night, Elaine was getting out of the last of her lingerie, 
when she heard Lita's knock on the door.  "Come in."

Lita walked in with Jan following meekly behind.  "Good evening, Mistress."

"Good evening, Lita, Jan."

Lita smiled warmly, but Jan just looked down shamefully and made an 
agreeing sound.  Elaine smiled and said, "Relax, Jan.  I don't bite. 
Unless you're into that sort of thing."  Jan was shocked until he 
realized that Elaine was just teasing.  He gave her a weak smile. 
Elaine sat on the edge of her bed and said, "Please, get undressed."

Lita stepped behind Jan and unzipped his uniform.  Jan gave only the 
minimum help he had to so that Lita could remove the maid's uniform 
she had given him a week ago.  Lita kissed his ear, apparently not 
noticing his unease.  Elaine asked him, "What's wrong, Jan?"

He said, "Nothing," but then trembled and grew another cup size.

Elaine asked, "You're afraid of me, aren't you?"

"A little."  He trembled and grew again.  "Okay, a lot."

"I understand, but you don't have to be.  As long as you don't try 
anything, you have nothing to fear from me."

Lita took off her dress and slip, then kissed him.  "Come on, love. 
I told you it would be fine."  Lita went over to the bed and sat on 
it.  She extended a hand to Jan and said, "Lover, relax."

Jan stared at them for a while, then blurted out, "What are you 
really planning for me?"

Lita, sounding disappointed, said, "Jan."

"No, Lita, if he's worried, he won't enjoy this, and he might as well 
go.  Now what are you worried about, Jan?"

"Surely you can't expect me to just believe that in another couple 
months, you're just going to turn me back and let me go on my way?"

"Why not?"

"I'd be too dangerous.  I know too much.  I've seen too much."

Lita said, "Jan, Mistress wouldn't lie."  Jan just snorted in disbelief.

Elaine said, "Actually, Lita, more than a few of the girls have 
suggested that I force Jan to remain a woman permanently.  A few have 
even suggested I change him into a cow and be done with it."

Both Lita and Jan were clearly shocked.  Lita said, "Mistress, you wouldn't."

"No, I wouldn't.  I made myself a promise years ago, Jan.  No 
permanent transformations unless the subject was willing.  The only 
exception I have ever made has been on sexual criminals, those 
blights on humanity who become cows.  You may be a spy, a thief, and 
god knows what else, but unless you're a closet rapist or the ilk, at 
the end of your duration as a woman, unless you choose otherwise, 
you're free to go."

"But I could destroy you."

"Could you?  Think about what happens if you do destroy me.  Any 
sexual predators who I might otherwise have caught and punished go 
free.  And what of the other girls here?  You've mentioned how kind 
they are to you.  Would you destroy them to get to me?  Would you 
destroy Lita to get to me?"

Jan looked at Lita and saw the fear in her eyes, fear of how he would 
answer Elaine's question.  He set her worries aside, saying, "No. 
No, I couldn't do that.  Not to Lita."

Lita smiled.  Elaine asked, "Would you care to join us, now?  It's up 
to you.  Sex is never forced in this house."

Jan looked at Lita's hopeful face, then to Elaine, then back to Lita. 
Then he stepped out of the low heels he was wearing and walked over 
to the bed.  As he took Lita's hand, she practically dragged him onto 
the bed on top of her.  Jan kissed Lita deeply and felt Elaine's 
hands on his bra's hooks.  He felt his breasts freed and lifted up so 
he could actually remove the bra.  He was surprised when Elaine gave 
him a peck on the cheek, but strangely not displeased.

After the bra was off, he leaned over, reached behind Lita and 
removed her bra.  He kissed his lover and rubbed their breasts 
together.  He felt Elaine take his panties in hand and lifted his 
hips so she could remove them.  He then sat up, and said, "Your turn, 
lover.  Mistress and I are naked, but you still have yet to show all 
your charms."

Lita smiled and said, "Kiss Mistress first."

Elaine started to say, "Lita, leave it-" but was interrupted when Jan 
kissed her on the lips.  She was surprised, but quickly warmed to the 
kiss.  When he broke it off, she said, "Nice, where did you learn to 
kiss like that?"

"Truthfully, I learned to do it for my job.  Sometimes I had to 
seduce a woman or two, so I taught myself to be a good kisser."

"And do you feel nothing for me sexually?"

"Hell, no.  You are eminently desirable.  But truthfully, the main 
reason I kissed you was because Lita asked for it."

"I can live with that."  Elaine reached up and stroked his breasts, 
getting a clear moan of lust and desire.  "Now, Lita, you said you'd 
reveal if he kissed me, so..."

Lita stood up and removed her panties.  As soon as she was naked, Jan 
grabbed her and pulled her close, sucking her dick into his mouth. 
Elaine was surprised at the avid way he sucked on Lita, but knew that 
the two had been together for a little over a week, so Jan had 
probably done more than that with his girlfriend.

Not to be left out of it, Elaine wrapped her arms around Jan and 
gently fondled his nipples.  He surprised her by reaching back and 
taking her dick in hand and stroking her till she was hard.  He then 
let Lita out of his mouth, leaned back, and kissed Elaine, giving her 
a taste of Lita.  He then moved his head down to her breasts and 
suckled her nipples like a babe.  Elaine rubbed the back of his head 
while he sucked, and closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of his 
lips on her breast.

The two of them shifted a bit, each trying to get more out of the 
experience, and Elaine found herself at the head of the bed, with Jan 
on his hands and knees in front of her, placing kisses all over her 
abdomen as he made her way down to her crotch.  She saw Lita get up 
on the bed behind Jan and placed her dick at his ass.  Jan took 
Elaine's dick into his mouth as Lita pushed into his ass, eliciting a 
brief squeak from the new she-male.

Elaine took his head, and gently but firmly moved it up and down on 
her dick while Lita plowed his ass.  They moved him between them, 
until Elaine came into his mouth.  After she came, he pulled off of 
her and raised up on his knees, compressing his ass around Lita's 
cock.  He reached back, took her neck in hand and pulled her forward, 
pressing his lips to hers.  The two moved together until they 
exploded in simultaneous orgasm.

Lita slid out of Jan and they lay down, Jan beside Elaine and Lita on 
the other side of him.  Elaine gently stroked his breast.  "You're up 
to an E cup now," she mentioned.

Jan, with a smile on his face, replied, "I guess I'll just have to be 
extra honest from now till I make my return."

He didn't see it, but Elaine did.  For the briefest of moments, a 
look of pain crossed Lita's face at the mention of his return. 
Elaine kissed his forehead while reaching over him to take Lita's 
hand in solace.
-- 
"This is reality, not T.V.  Can't you tell the difference?"
"Sure.  I just like T.V. better."

J R D
jrdss@pobox.alaska.net

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