man whose parents had died tragically last year. If she was recognized, some warped people might seek to do her harm. With this in mind it was extremely easy for Chris to swear off renewing old acquaintances.

After about an hour of discussion and signatures, Julia said, "I can't think of anything else Chris, can you?"

"Yes. I'm still under contract to Greystone Clinic for another eighteen months or more, aren't I?" Chris asked.

"Well, yes," she admitted.

contract expires. Why?

"Until the

Is there a problem?" Chris stared at the floor. "Sort of. I was supposed to get a chance to train as a medical professional. I don't mind the office work but that's a dead-end job, and low-skill. As I see it there's not much potential in what I've been learned and worked at so far. I feel I need a more technical background that find work anywhere and anytime. I want that kind of career flexibility."

Julia smiled with approval.

could allow me to

"I'm sure when

you go back you will have an opportunity to recieve the training you seek.

The problem there

use to be one of sex. Now, as a girl you will be welcome to help with patients, which you were unable to do before."

"Oh!" The whole scheme dawned on Chris. mean this was all planned right from the very first day Andrea met me at the hospital?"

"You

"Well, not that soon, but, Yes," she admitted. "However, there were always ways you could get out of it, you know?"

"How? I never had a chance." edged into Chris's soft high tone.

Bitterness

"You could have totally rejected the pressure placed on you to dress properly'. Or you may

have forced, your attentions on any one of the many

women around you. That is always a possibility when a man is surrounded by so many women. list is almost endless,' she motioned expansively.

The

"I guess I was the perfect pigeon, wasn't I?" Chris groaned.

"Yes, my dear, you were. look in the mirror, do you like what you see?" But now, when you She indicated Chris's ample assets. "Are you really sorry we gave you the womanhood you now enjoy?"

Chris looked down at the open blouse that revealed full breasts and she felt the firm flesh pressing into the cups of her lace bra. She was also aware of her trim waist and full hips and thighs, the long smooth arrow-straight legs and small feet, and the pleasant tickle of thick waves of hair flowing over shoulders and back.

"No," she decided. "I guess I'm not sorry. think I've finally admitted to myself that I love I the delicious feel of this body,' she confided to her friend. Then she thought about Ron. "But what about last night." The butterflies came fluttering back as she recalled the sensuous pleasure she enjoyed in his arms.

Julia teepeed her fingers under her chin and leaned back. "Yes?"

"I liked being taken care of, the men holding doors and chairs for me, or checking the coats." "Ummhmm," Julia agreed. "It is nice to let them take care of you, isn't it? But sometimes, later, it's a struggle to get their hands off you! Men always seem to want the whole show, whether we do or not. Of course it was hard for Ron to be pushy with us there."

"Well, I don't know how bad that is yet, and I probably would have trouble dealing with it anyway."

"I know, Chris," she soothed, "but even that is not all bad for a lot of women. We women enjoy