3 seconds. Then I could move again. Nature can be as fast as a super car, and I kissed her back.This was no friendly, gee-I-guess-I-never-kissed-you-s...o-maybe-I-should-try-that kiss. This kiss communicated hunger on a level I’d never experienced before. I’d made out with girls plenty of times, and some of those kisses had gotten steamy as hell, but they paled to the level of “Night-night, sleep tight” things, when compared to kissing Valerie.And, in this world of 80 MPH Interstates (or hundred. This chapter is about personal stuff during the two months of the settlement negotiations, so I'll back up and discuss some of the events during that period.One VERY welcome development was the progress in forcing my brain to adapt so that Visual Processing Centers A and B both gained the functionality they were each missing and that I considered important. Ideally both of them would eventually gain every visual processing ability that either of them had now, but there were a few important. “Got a job for you this afternoon,” she said. “I know it’s your half day but if you’re not busy there’s something I need a hand with at the house. Okay?”“Yeah, okay,” I said. There was nothing much to do in the town anyway, so I would only be in my attic room down the road, listening to music. Maybe she was setting me up with Heather. It was certainly unusual to be summoned to Turner Towers, up in the hills outside town.We drove there in her old estate car, a drably functional vehicle that. You would go under an intensive course of male hormones - which, I should point out, we have no guarantee would work when you take into account our previous failures at slowing your initial change.''But it has to be worth a try.''After that you would have various operations. To remove your breasts for a start. Later we would remove a roll of fat from your arm or your buttock and use it to fashion a rudimentary penis. You'd be able to urinate through it, but not a lot else. In order for you to.