I will be here when you need me to help you adjust. Hereare a few items to help you get thru the first couple of times. Isuggest you go shopping tom...arrow but don't forget to be in beforesunset. I got to run. Try to sleep or you may want to get to know yournew body. Here's some money. You'll need some clothes to fit your newfigure. I walked her out and I returned to my room. I slipped the robeoff and crawled into bed but not before I played with my new body a bit.Chapter 3:The alarm woke. “Run me a tab, Celia. And yes, one more thing” I responded. I pulled a US$ 20 out of my wallet and laid in on the bar. “That’s not for the drink, Celia, that’s for you. I would appreciate the best service you can offer me this evening”.“Oh, Mr. Bronco, respectfully Sir, service fees are included in our prices. You do not need to tip me, Sir”.“Celia, I am aware of that but it would please me if you would be gracious enough to take it and take care of me and my guest this evening. Is that. "And was your father a photographer?"I shook my head. "No. He's a cop. Ordinary beat cop." Ms. Adamsen gaveme a small smile as she nodded her head this time. I gave the rightanswer, no way any potential mafia bosses were gonna single out lowlyphotographer girl if her daddy was an ordinary beat cop."I see. Y'see, Ms. Adamsen, Ms. Harkins, where I grew up, every boy grewup to do the job his father had done, every girl grew up to do the jobher mother had done. Very old-fashioned and very. " That's not the way it should be," Rhea's voice was gentle, but there was steel somewhere underneath it. "A boy should look after his mum every once in a while. After all, you've been taking care of him, haven't you? It's only fair." Oh, I suppose," she shrank in her chair a bit, feeling like she was being judged. She took another, bigger drink."When my boy Charles comes over from the main building," the redhead said, nodding in the direction of the main Jocasta's building, "after a long day.