<div class="floatleft"><div align="center">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/cdc1/04s7432n614occi4g.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Chloe Dawson<br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾</span></span></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… next day at school, I'm back in my lab until a 2 o'clock seminar ... last coursework for my masters ... and my thesis has already been already approved ... on to my PhD in a few short weeks ... and only because I have a lab full of animals, I can't take time off ... after that one disaster a year ago, I trust no one ... the changes my enhancements to vasopressin (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vasopressin) take time to develop and the record keeping and sample sizer over generations are essential to ensuring the induced changes are both effective and safe …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… I have learned to keep the circle of knowledge very small ... don't want to get into any debate on the ethics of changing males to females ... or potential uses as a weapon ... an aerosol is possible, we know ... and we're actively talking about not publishing my thesis to keep this thing out of the hands of all sports of nefarious persons ... my sisters in the craft are discussing it too ... but the final decision falls on my tiny shoulders ... find myself wondering what Kimmie would advise ... the only non-animal recipient of an early version of the drug ... I hope she calls ... I feel like i need her as a friend if not as a companion if not as a lover …</em></span></span><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i67.tinypic.com/211wkxv.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… my 2 o'clock seminar goes long ... it's after four when I finish checking my lab and closing it for the night ... and not until going on 5 when I'm home and remember to dig my phone out of my purse and turn it back on ... oh wow! ... message from Kimmie! ... 5:30? ... holy shit! ... dash back a text while thinking about what to wear …</em></span></span><br/><br class="clear_left"/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Verdana;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>  ### Just got home!<br/>  ### Need to change<br/>  ### More likely after 6<br/>  ### Save me a seat?</strong></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… wanted to be fresh for this! ... but she says now and so I will as best I can ... through my closet ... an outfit mother sent? ... rust blouse and leather shorts go nice with my hair, or so mother said in her note ... quick wipe down to get rid of the lab smells ... brush my hair a couple of times ... and get dressed ... a date? ... or nothing more than a rendezvous with a friend? ... don't know ... spritz of low grade perfume ... then down to my car in the underground and out ... arrive at 10 past 6 ... let the valewt park the car ... and head inside ... is that her? ... at the end of the bar where we usually sat? ... couple of guys seem to be hovering, debating how to hit on the cute chick ... walk past the guys …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“Kimmie? That you?”</span></span>