<div class="floatleft"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/38ed/ml3mpr0wazqo3e5zg.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Times New Roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;"><strong>Chloe</strong><br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾</span></span></div></td><td>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4d/AlTeregoSeparator.png)</td></tr></tbody></table></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Mikey opens the book more, to the middle and jokes about casting spells, then reads something blah blah ‘will peel away the fraud, And your true nature to the world reveal!’ I look over at Circe. She’s like gone all fuzzy and … and then he touches pats my arm … and I feel a jolt. And I sway and reach for the table. And look down. </span></span><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4d/AlTeregoSeparator.png)(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/c875/wr774i0t7kqaoq9zg.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">And rty to scream and nothing comes out and I can’t stop smiling. A smile I don’t usually use! And raise my hand to my head and lift the other to my chest and … and see myself in the mirror.</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">  “Mikey? What did you do Mikey? I, um, I …”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">And Circe is this huge titted nurse, somehow seductively opening her really short nurse dress. And I’m wearing, like, an outrageous little onesie plus lace top stockings and heels taller than any I’ve warn before and … and feeling an urge that … I can’t help myself!</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">  “Hey Mikey, you’re cute! Wanna, y’know, go and …  Um Circe? Mikey’s got too many clothes on!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">I know what has happened! The book really is what I said it is! I could feel it in the touch and remembering Great-grandmama. I look down at the book.</span></span><br/><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 48pt;">“</span></span></td><td><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;"><br/>The clothes you wear present a false facade,<br/>Like woven lies your essence they conceal.<br/>A magic spell will peel away the fraud,<br/>And your true nature to the world reveal!”</span></span></td></tr></tbody></table><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Reach over and touch Mikey’s arm. Feel a shock. Giggle and stand back to watch what happens to him. Reach one hand over to Circe.</span></span><br/>