"Remember when we were that size?" one said, enviously. "Yes, I do. Let her enjoy it while she can. By the time she's through nursing her first kid, s...he'll be as big as the rest of us." I looked at them carefully. Oh, my! I hadn't really noticed before, I was so worried about my mutation, but they were quite full-figured! I looked down at my chest. I could feel the slight sensation of weight that was still so unfamiliar. I tried to imagine what they would look like in a few months when I was -. She clearly has his attention.“Game on,” she says softly and then the sexual tension and lustoverwhelm her. The switch is flipped. Her moves are deliberate and smooth.She glances over to make sure that he is still watching her. His eyes have notleft her since she arrived. With a casual sweeping motion she lifts her left legand swings it out onto the step just below the edge of the cutout for the jeepdoor. Her right leg trails slowly as her hips pivot to face him head on. For abrief moment, both. BING-BONG “Stand back. Doors closing.”The doors slid closed and the train started moving again. The elder Tricia-in-a-coma stared at her. “You really believe all that? You didn’t just say that to make things easier for her?”Tricia kept her eyes on the door. “If I said that to her to help her, I’m saying it to myself to help myself. I choose to believe it.” She turned to her elder self. “It’s all I’ve got left.”The other Tricia nodded. “I understand. It’s all I’ve got too.”The train immediately. They closed the curtain so the doctors could check Sophia out, and she shot Warren a look of utter despair. She would have insisted the curtain stay open if her mother hadn't been there, but she didn't need to give her mother another excuse to go off.Warren was very glad to see his own parents. They were, of course, concerned-his mother Peg was, after all, a mother, and his father Jim was concerned in his own way-but they didn't get hysterical."Oh God, Warren. That doesn't look too good," Peg.