**** Several years passed since the blow up in my life. My fortieth birthday was a day to celebrate for sure. My salary had almost doubled a couple o...f weeks before when I inherited Cass' old job. I was the boss now. He'd been almost seventy. The party for him had been a pretty good affair. Even old Brad Carlson was there for that one. He pulled me aside for a minute. He'd changed. "Charlie, you got a minute?" he said. "Yeah, I guess," I said. "Whatcha got, Brad. I was wary, but not worried if. .." Vanessa answered quietly."Well, then why did she not do what I paid her to do? Don't tell me shemade a few little curls in your hair and took what I paid her for. I amso mad! Why did she not do what I asked her to do Vanessa?" She did," Vanessa almost whispered."What do you mean she did - I can see she didn't. You have no bangs andyour hair is still dark. I must say those curls are new to you, but I cantell they were done by a girl and not a hairdresser. You tell me what isgoing on now. My sex was thickening and getting longer the more and more I thought about her. How I wanted to pin her up against a tree and kiss her madly. Run my hands over her smooth skin and feel every curve and writhing muscle as our tongues danced. I may not have known who she was, but it didn't matter. A random encounter was just what I needed. We passed once again, somewhere around the half mile marker. The path had two courses here, a higher hill and a wooden bridge that stayed with the pond’s. " Paul sighed, with his male self wanting a beer and his new female self wanting to keep its weight down.Christine's eyes started glowing as she broke away from her dance partner. "Kelly! Paul! He's here." She spoke to their mind as she walked off in the middle of the dance. Paul took his glass and slipped as graceful as any woman he dated off the stool and joined his sisters in back."There!" Christine pointed to a closing door. The three hurried into the back alley. There the spotted the.