I had a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, Uncle Joe had enjoyed my company in the past, ever since my seventh birthday, he had enjoyed taking adv...antages, his hand caressing my buttocks, back, and chest.I told my mother once that he had touched me, ‘Down there’, but she fobbed it off, simply because I was wearing my panties, so I never bothered to mention it again.Now I was f******n and there had been changes in my physical bodily shape, these changes combined with new feelings that. Monica poured some Gewurztraminer into a pair of cheap wine glassesthat they had picked up when outfitting their kitchen. Sandi dimmed thelights and started up some movie about a Chinese girl who gets involvedwith a peasant. Monica studied film at the university, where one of herprofs recommended Jiang to her as an introduction to modern Hong Kongcinema. Sandi had some reservations about the tape, as the idea of anacademic film seemed boring, but she was a good friend and was willing tostick. It's for maintenance personnel only." The doors closed once again, and she heard Sir on the intercom, "Oh, you're going to get punished for lying to that man." She whimpered nervously. 11...10...9...8...7...6...5...4...Once again the doors opened, and once again the hallway was void of people. The doors closed, and she stood apprehensively awaiting the moment when the carriage would finally reach the basement. 3...2...1...Lobby...The car stopped and the doors opened. The lobby held several. He’d stopped thinking of her ‘that way’. She had been fighting back tears as they stopped for gas, and Zack went to get a Dew. Despairingly wishing she’d pursued him when they’d first met. Then, the car had gone through its changes. And then he’d pointed the remote at her… ‘Chris’ remembered it differently, of course, up until the change. They’d gone out to lunch, but he certainly hadn’t confessed his nonexistent love for Zack. She could remember, if not really relate to, his fear as his hair.