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Warning - The following story contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult or reading descriptions sex stories upset you, do not read any further. For Whom the bells toll by Waldo The judge adjusted her glasses, took a deep breath and then said "Mr. Walker, please stand." She watched as the man insouciantly rose from his chair and stood beside his very attentive and formal lawyer. For the last half hour, she had ample time to observe his demeanor within her courtroom. Her personal opinion was that the man was guilty of abusing his wife who was sitting at the other table with her lawyer. But personal opinions are useless in a court of law. "Mr. Walker, the purpose of this hearing was to determine if sufficient evidence existed to warrant a trial for you on the charge of wife abuse. I have listened closely to your testimony and to your wife's testimony and have reviewed what little evidence was presented. Because there is no real evidence and it is an issue of your word against your wife's word, I must dismiss the charges against you." The man's face lit into a broad grin as he looked over at his wife who was dabbing her eyes with a tissue. The judge continued "However, it is the opinion of this court that there are martial problems that require professional assistance. I will dismiss the charges with the understanding that you and your wife will attend six months of professional counseling. I am assigning you to use the services of Miss Susan Johnson; who is a professional therapist. I am very happy with her methods and success rate in difficult marriages. Case dismissed." As the judge's gavel struck the bench, the man turned to his wife and said "See you at home, dear." and walked out, leaving her sitting there crying. The judge had a hint of anger in her eye, but she was very limited on what she could do within the legal framework. ****** Two days later, George Walker and Beth Ann Walker were sitting in the office of Susan Johnson. For the last hour, George had been his usual obnoxious and very demeaning self-serving self; while Beth Ann had been very cooperative and willing to participate. Susan thought to herself that George had also been guilty of the charges and she knew why the judge had referred this couple to her. It was time to sum the results of the first interview and to move on the next case, but there were no results obtained as a result of George's unwillingness to participate. He did not care if his marriage survived or not. "You have a long road to travel before we can expect some results. You must be willing to give and take," she said looking straight at George. "Look at what you have. You are a handsome, young man, with an art business that you operate out of your home that is doing fantastic. You are in excellent financial shape for a twenty-four year old man and are in excellent physical condition. You and Beth Ann have been married three years, have no children, and work together in your art studio. Beth Ann is an attractive twenty-three year old woman, in good health, and is willing to do her part to make this marriage work. Why won't you think about how lucky you are and work to save this marriage." George leaned forward and pointed a finger at the therapist as he replied "You are acting as if it is my fault. Well, it ain't. When we got married, she used to do anything and everything that I told her to do. Since she started hanging out with this girlfriend from college, she has become stubborn and don't give me the respect that I deserve. It is my house and I am the master. I call the shots in my business and in my marriage. If she don't like it, then she can get out." Susan looked at Beth Ann who looked as she was going to bawl any minute. This man did not hesitate to intimidate his wife and acted as if he enjoyed bulling her. Susan picked up her calendar and wrote something in it as she said "I am sorry that you feel this way. It is going to make it difficult to try to save this marriage. However, I have some tricks up my sleeves and don't give up very easily. I have scheduled you and Beth Ann to come back to see me in two days from 1 pm to 3 pm." "Hey, I got things to do. Why so soon?" George demanded. "Because we have a lot of work ahead of us and must work out the necessary changes." ****** George was sitting in Susan's outer office. He was smoking, even though he was sitting next to a No Smoking sign, knowing that it would piss her off. Beth Ann was in the therapist office, talking to her in private, while he was kept out here, wasting his valuable time. The hallway door opened and a couple entered the waiting area. The man sat down on the couch, while the woman bent over the magazine rack, exposing her breasts with her low cut blouse. From where George was sitting, he was able to get a good look at the woman's boobs and a smile crossed his face as he stared at her body. She was an very attractive woman and George was mentally undressing her as he watched her sit down beside her husband. The husband said "How do you like my wife?" George's attention was snapped back to reality and he looked at the man as he sized up the man's physical ability. Some husbands get jealous very easy but this man did not appear to be pissed over what was very obvious ogling. "She's very good looking. You are a lucky man." replied George. The man looked George in the eye and said "That was not my question. Jane, show the man what you have between your legs." The woman blushed and then uncrossed her legs, spreading them slightly as she pulled her skirt up far enough so that George could see that she wasn't wearing panties and didn't need a trim on the dark patch of pubic hair. The man smiled and said "Good girl. Now, sir, how do you like my wife? Especially the way that she is trained to obey me and to dress for my pleasure?" George gave a half smile as he replied "We all should be so lucky. But if she is so damn well trained, why are you sitting in a marriage counselor's office?" "Because I got royally fucked up by the court system and then got lucky. Six weeks ago, my wife and I were in court for an assault and battery hearing, where we had gotten drunk and slapped each other around. We wound up getting an suspended sentence to come here once a month for six months. After my first visit here, I ran into an old army buddy and he told me about his hometown in upper New York state. You remember that movie about the Stepford Wives and how they turned the local women into zombies controlled by the husbands. Well, my friend is from a town, where they do that. She thought that we were going to go on a month's vacation and we went up there for the last month. My buddy introduced me to the right people and one morning, she woke up feeling and thinking the way that she is now. They also did a boob job on her while she was being re-educated. For the last two weeks, she can't get enough of me or do enough to make me happy. She dresses the way that I like my women to dress and she is more than willing to do anything that I want, without any backtalk. If I asked her to, she would willingly give you a blow job because it is something that I told her to do. That is how much she is under my control. We are here today to show this old therapist bitch that we don't need her treatments anymore and to see if we can get out of coming back. Look at my wife. Does my wife look as if she is unhappy with me or our life now?" he said. George looked at the woman, who was clearly very devoted to her husband. If only Beth Ann was like that. "Tell me more about this town." he asked, with a sly grin on his face as he looked at the woman who was still sitting with her legs spread so that he could stare at her bare pussy. ****** George was a changed man. Or so he appeared to Beth Ann. He had become loving and soft to her again, ever since his private session with Miss Johnson. It was almost as if he wanted to change his personality and try to make their marriage work. He was so nice and kind to her the rest of that day, that she almost slept with him in their bedroom again. The next morning, he fixed breakfast for them and volunteered to go grocery shopping. Because he was trying to make a fresh start, she had sex with him that night and slept with him for the first time since he had beat her that night. The next morning, while she was working on some invoices for their business, a man came by the house to look at their pictures. While the man was friendly, there was something about him that Susan didn't like. Especially when George gave him almost five thousand dollars of their artwork. She didn't want to cause an argument, but she knew that they could not afford to be that generous to a stranger. George left with the man, taking the artwork in the van. She was lying in their bed that night, waiting for George to come back home. When he did come in, there was just a trace of perfume on him. He went into their bathroom to undress and she could see him in the hallway mirror. He appeared to be wiping something off of his cock using a washrag. She turned over and laid there as he slipped into bed and quickly fell asleep. She slipped out of bed and retrieved the washcloth that she took to the bathroom downstairs. The washrag had traces of red lipstick on it. ****** The last week had been rough for them. George was trying, but she didn't trust him anymore. And he wanted her to pack up and go out of town with him. She finally gave in to his demands and packed a suitcase of her clothes. He drove them to a small town in upper New York state that wasn't even on the map. It only had two red lights, a small downtown business area and some residential area beside a small lake. And there was a private country club. The wife of the motel owner was working the desk when they checked in. She was one of the most beautiful women that Susan had ever seen. The woman's makeup and her coiffure was perfect, with every strand of hair in place. Her body was very shapely, with large breasts, thin waist, and proportional hips. She was wearing high heels, a red silk tankdress, cut low to expose her nice firm breasts, and a mid-thigh length to show off her shapely legs. It was almost as if a model had been hired to work behind the motel desk. Her husband came out of a back office, introduced themselves as Bob and Margaret Hughes and welcomed them to the town of Bellwether. Margaret invited Susan and George to join them for dinner after they had checked into their room. George carried their luggage into their room and they relaxed until it was time to join the Hughes for dinner; who lived in a house next to the small motel. At the specified time, they knocked on the door and were greeted by Margaret as if they were old friends. Margaret had changed clothes into a black smocked tank top over a full flowing skirt, with a long side slit. While Bob and George sat in the den, drinking beer, Beth Ann followed Margaret to the kitchen. As Beth Ann walked through the house, she saw that the house was immaculate. Margaret was preparing steaks, potatoes, peas, home-made bread, and salad for dinner and cleaning up her also spic-and-span clean kitchen as she cooked. Beth Ann did not know how Margaret found time to do the housework and to take care of her personal appearance at the same time. As Margaret finished dinner, they talked about recipes, and the new fall clothes that were being stocked in the stores. Margaret was very interested in the latest fashions, but Beth Ann did not have much knowledge of fashion trends. Margaret was the one directing the topics being discussed. Beth Ann helped Margaret set the table and the men joined them in the dinning room. During dinner, the Hughes discussed how they had moved here two years ago and fell in love with the town. They had lived in the city and didn't like the lifestyle. After dinner, they sat around and talked. Margaret took Beth Ann upstairs to show her the house. While they were in the bedroom, Margaret had Beth Ann sit down in front of a make-up table and Margaret brushed Beth Ann's hair as she talked about a local friend that owns the beauty salon. When they came downstairs, Beth Ann's hair had been put up into a different style than the one that she usually wore every day. And had worn since high school. Back in their motel room, George was unusually horny and they made love several times during the night. It relaxed both of them and for the first time in several months, Beth Ann thought that their marriage might have a chance. As they laid curled up in each other's naked arms, George talked about how nice this town was. The next morning, Bob picked up George and took him golfing; while Margaret took Beth Ann with her to her gym. Although Beth Ann worked out occasionally, it was nothing compared to the workout that Margaret put her through. When they entered the gym, Beth Ann was amazed at the sheer number of attractive women in the gym. While the women were different ages, everyone of them were in tip-top shape, wore beautiful work-out outfits, and their personal appearance was flawless. Margaret introduced Beth Ann to all of the women and they were so friendly to her, it was as if they were old friends. She met the Mayor's wife, the doctor's wife, the dentist's wife, the real estate broker's wife, the pastor's wife, the owner of the local supermarket's wife and several other women. Beth Ann noticed that not only were the women friendly and attractive, but every one of them had a very vivacious personality. It was not like her gym back home where most of the women were sullen, different body shapes and kept to themselves. After working out and going back to the motel to clean up, Margaret picked up Beth Ann to show her around the town. Margaret had changed into jeans and a dark blue silk poet's blouse, with full ruffled collar and low v-neck; while Beth Ann was wearing a T-shirt and slacks. The first stop was at Margaret's best friend's place which was the local beauty salon. As Beth Ann had observed in the gym, everyone in the salon was also very attractive and meticulous about their appearance. While they were sitting in Jenny's private office, Jenny showed Beth Ann some things that she could do with her hair. Jenny had one of those video cameras where they took a picture of you and then modified the pictures to show what the person would look like, with different hair styles and colors. When they left the salon, Beth Ann's hair was brushed and styled, her face had been made-up and her hands had been treated to the first manicure in months. At lunch, the girls met the guys at the golf course and ate lunch. George was very complementary to Beth Ann about her appearance. While they were eating lunch, the mayor dropped by and invited them to a party that night. Beth Ann was hesitant to attend the party because she had only brought casual clothes with her, but Margaret offered to lend her one of her dresses. The dress was Beth Ann's general body size, but because it was low-cut in the front and back, she had to pad her bra to fill out the front. At the party, everyone was so friendly but Beth Ann felt that something was wrong. The women were all attractive and so much alike. It was almost as if the same woman had been duplicated many times, with only a slight facial change. While the women were varying ages, all of them took care of their very shapely bodies and dressed as if they were Hollywood stars. There was not a single fat woman or sloppy dresser there. They all did everything that they could, to be as attractive as they could be. And they were all so attentive to their husbands. Although Beth Ann was an attractive woman, she felt like she was the "ugly duckling" at this party. That night, George was horny again. As Beth Ann laid in bed curled up to him, she thought about how relaxed both of them felt in this little town. ****** The mayor picked up George for their morning golf game. Margaret, Jenny and Beth Ann were going to go shopping in the big city that was about twenty miles away. The mayor drove George to the golf course, but they went into the main building. George followed the mayor into the conference room where about twenty of the local men were waiting. Most of the men had been at last night's party and had met George there. "Well, George, what do you think of our little town and our wives?" asked the mayor. "I love it here. And I get so horny from looking at your wives, that I can't wait to get Beth Ann back to the motel room and fuck her brains out." The mayor smiled, know what George was feeling, as he responded "We voted last night to let you move here. And to let you and your wife join our little club. We are ready to proceed if you are." George's face lit up with a broad grin as he nodded "yes". The mayor continued "Our procedures are simple. You bring her out here for lunch. After lunch, she will feel sleepy and will want to lie down. When she falls asleep on our couch, we will take her downstairs, undress her and restrain her to a surgical table. We will connect her to some I.V.s and prep her for her first surgery. Then we will wake her up. You will stand beside her and explain to her what is going to occur to her. You will tell her how she is going to be changed. She will naturally resist and call you all sorts of names, but that helps you with the decisions that you have to make. The first surgery is simple. We imbed a small transmitter in the nape of her neck, next to her spinal column. We also do the first breast implant, in the case of small natural breasts such as your wife. Then we do any facial surgery that you have selected. I think that you have chosen nose reduction, lip surgery and cheekbone implants for her. We have the pictures from the beauty salon and have made the same changes to those pictures so that you can see what she will look like. After the surgery, she will sleep for about a week in our re-education lab; while her body quickly heals. While she is sleeping under the influx of our hypnotic drugs, we will give her commands to change her personality and attitude. She will become your little love slave. She will want to look as attractive as she can for you. She will want to do or think whatever you command. You see how our wives are. For the first several weeks, she will have some doubts and confusion. But after the last time that you fuck her at night, you will command her to wear her training earphones to sleep. The training earphones will re-enforce the basic training that we initially give her. At times for the first couple of months, she will occasionally appear to be a little stiff or robotic, but that quickly wears off when the commands are no longer direct orders, but part of her normal thinking pattern. Our wives will help her adjust to her new lifestyle. Do you want to proceed?" "Yes. By all means, yes." George replied. "We will do it tomorrow. Have a good last night with her because in one week when the new Beth Ann wakes up for the first time, she will be a completely different person. And so will you, with the new Beth Ann as the wife of George Walker." ****** George was extremely horny that evening. While Beth Ann was showering before dressing for dinner with the Hughes, George joined her in the shower. And after dinner, he took her straight home and had sex with her four more times before breakfast. At breakfast, he discussed with her, how much he liked it here and wanted to move here. She held his hand as she listened to him talk about what they could do here and how they could make a new start in life. She liked what he was saying and also wanted to try to make a new start. A new life for both of them in Bellwether was what both of them needed. ****** She felt so dizzy and felt so strange midway through lunch. She just wanted to lie down and relax. George helped her up from the dinning room table and back into one of the club's private rooms where an empty couch looked so inviting. As George eased her onto the couch, she looked up into his smiling eyes. She knew that she was asleep, but it was a weird sleep. She felt as if people were carrying her, undressing her and doing strange things to her body. Then she felt a needle stick her and something warm flowing through her body. As the warmth eased through her body, the cloud eased from her mind and she opened her eyes to see a bright overhead light. George was standing beside her. She tried to move, but couldn't because she was secured to the bed with straps. "What happened?" she asked. George looked down at her naked body and said "Today is the start of a new life for you and me. I brought you to this town for one purpose. They have a little private club within the club here, which we are joining today. Did you notice how the women are so attentive to their husband's every little need and how the wives take such good care of their husband. Every one of the women has been through the same treatment that you are getting ready to go through. You are going to get new boobs. And you will like them. Remember how I asked you to have a boob job when we first got married and you turned me down. And while they are doing your boobs, your nose is going to be reduced, some cheekbone implants will be inserted and your lips will be modified to be fuller and more pouty." Beth Ann was straining against her bonds and had a terrified look in her eyes. George kept smiling as he continued "And while you are recovering from your surgery, you will be re-educated as to your only purpose in life from now on. You will become my willing slave and sex partner. You will want to do whatever I command. Whenever I command you, you will obey. If I tell you to have sex with a stranger, you will do it willingly, because you will like to follow my orders. You will give me sex whenever I want it and how I want it. You will follow me around like a little puppy, wanting me to do whatever I want to do to you. You will keep my house clean for the first time in your life. You will fix yourself up and look as attractive as you can be. No more sitting around the house wearing baggy old sweats or wearing most of those out-of-date clothes that you like. You will become the perfect wife." The doctor walked up to the bed and pulled a strap tighter as Beth Ann strained against her bonds. The doctor injected something into her arm and she immediately relaxed and fell asleep. As the doctor wheeled his patient into the operating room, the mayor joined George. "Do you have any regrets about doing this to her?" he asked. "Not a bit. I am looking forward to what she is going to be from now on and what she will do when she wakes up." replied George. "That is what we thought that you would say. The hormones kick in quickly and her new over active sex drive will be the first thing that becomes very evident. Well, it is time for the next step of our little transformation process. Come on up to the bar and join me in a celebration of your new life drink." ****** The Walkers entered Susan Johnson's office with George holding the door for Beth Ann to enter. Beth Ann was wearing high heels, skin tone pantyhose, a tight mini-skirt, and a low v-neck silk blouse, showing off the cleavage of her new full firm breasts. She was not wearing a bra and her large breasts were jiggling under the blouse as she moved, with her nipples poking through the delicate fabric. Her hair had changed color and style from her normal mousy brown straight locks to a more in-style curly honey-blonde with highlights. Her face was expertly made-up, showing off her sultry eyes, the pouty voluptuous glistening lips and very feminine high cheekbones. Around her neck was a small golden necklace and hanging from her newly pierced ears, were long dangling gold earrings. Her long fingernails were manicured and the fingernail color matched her lipstick. Her face was glowing with exuberance and a radiance could be felt from her natural, vivacious personality. She carried herself with a style that she knew she was beautiful and proud of it. Anyone looking at her for the first time, would think that she was an model or actresses. The strong sensual smell of her new perfume trailed behind her as she walked very sexy to her chair and moved it so it was close to George's chair. As they sat down, the therapist stared at Beth Ann's new appearance, remembering the mousy young woman that she had last seen. Then Susan turned her attention to George. "Mr. Walker, let's get the formal discussion out of the way. Your petition to cancel the remainder of your court ordered therapy sessions is in front of me. Why do you request that I approve it?" she asked, staring straight at George. "Miss Johnson, as you can see, my wife and I have resolved all of our difficulties. We moved from our city residence to a nice house in the country. We have found new friends that we share common enjoyments with and have adapted to a new life in suburbia. My wife has adopted a new attitude about herself, about me, and about our marriage. Now she allows me to be the boss, while she takes care of me and the house. As you can see, my wife is now very happy with her new life, her new appearance, and our marriage. Our sex life is wonderful and we do not see any way in which we could improve our marriage." Susan looked at the attractive smiling woman sitting beside her husband. The woman was radiant, and attentive to what her husband was doing. With one hand, she was holding her husband's arm as if just touching him gave her satisfaction. "Mrs. Walker, you look very beautiful. But how do you feel?" she asked the woman. Beth Ann smiled a big beautiful, honest smile and brushed her back with her hand as she replied in a strong vibrant voice "I am very happy with our current life. I love my husband with all of my heart. I could not live without him and want to spend the rest of my days taking care of him. I know that he loves me and will take good care of me. We are over our former problems and only want to live our new life." Susan stared at Beth Ann for a moment, who was smiling and looking back at her. Beth Ann looked happy and under the circumstances, the petition should be approved. After Susan signed her name to it, approving it, she said "I would not recognize you as the same couple that sat in those chairs two months ago. I am very happy that everything worked out for you. Everyone that the judge and I have sent up to Bellwether for the treatment has been satisfied with their new life. Was the process painful?" George looked at her and softly said "That day, when I sat in your office and you described what could occur, I did not think that what you were suggesting would be possible. Yet, when we finally went up there, met the Hughes and all those nice other people, I saw that it might be successful. I carefully examined Margaret who had been through the treatment and saw that she was happy with her life and was making Bob happy with his life. Margaret had gone through the process almost two years before and had lost some of the robotic motions that Beth Ann is now doing. I know that in a couple more months, what Beth Ann is saying and doing, will become second nature to her. She accepts her bedtime medicine and sleeps with her earphones on. When she wakes up every morning, she is happy with who she is and with being my wife. She cleans our house, cooks, and works out at the gym to keep her body looking nice for me. She thinks of new ways to please me and to satisfy me. My sex life has never been this wonderful. We have sex at least two to three times a day. As you can see, she has adapted quite well to maintaining her new looks and appearance. She threw away all of her old clothes and bought new clothes that fit and show off her new breasts. For the first time since birth, Beth Ann is acting like a woman and showing off her very female body and likes it. Even her mother was pleased with the changes when Beth Ann and I visited her last week." Susan looked at Beth Ann and smiled at her. Then she said to George "Thank you for having that discussion with that man in my waiting room, while I had his wife back here. I am sure that your little discussion and Beth Ann's demonstration of your control over her, will help that couple to also make up their minds." George smiled and responded "That was what got us up to Bellwether in the first place. Having her demonstrate her willingness to obey me and expose her body to a complete stranger convinced him to go up and check out our little town. Glad that we could help." "And now a last question? Her thoughts and memories were modified, but your thoughts and memory have not been modified. How do you feel?" George looked at Beth Ann and said "Go get me some coffee, please." Beth Ann smiled, stood and walked out of the office. They both watched the new sexy way that she walked and looked from the rear. After she was out of the office, George took a deep breath and said "It was a difficult decision. I really wanted to back out and run away because it was a life changing decision. Once made, I knew that I could not back out. I did not know if I would be able to accept the changes that I would have to adapt to for myself or that I wanted to force the changes on my spouse of three years." "What caused you to make the decision and to continue with the transformation?" she asked. "It's hard to describe the feeling that I had when I looked up into his eyes. I was lying there naked, strapped to the hospital gurney, and he was standing over me with that nasty smile, telling me what evil things he was willingly going to do to my body and my personality against my personal desires, I knew that I had to go through with it. When the doctor secretly woke me up back in the operating room and asked me what my decision was, I only had one answer. Yes to the body exchange with my husband. Then when I saw his unconscious naked body wheeled into the operating room, strapped to the other hospital gurney, I knew that I had made the right decision. The body exchange was not that difficult." "How did you feel?" she asked "It felt funny afterwards, being taller, broader, hearing his voice when I spoke, seeing his face in the mirror, having to learn how to shave my face without cutting my throat, and having a cock between my legs. I had always been able to sleep on my chest with my small breasts; so becoming completely flat-chested was not that much different. It felt good to be larger and stronger. I miss some of the flexibility that I had in my former body, but I quickly got used to being a man. Bob and the rest of the men were very supportive and told me what they did to adapt to their new masculine identities, male bodies and new lifestyles. Bob taught me how to stand, walk, and dress and how to treat a woman. Especially a woman that had been conditioned. Bob even lent me Margaret who pretended that she was my wife for the week that Beth Ann was being re-educated and I was her husband. By the end of the week, I was very used to being a man with a submissive and horny, loving wife. I was very satisfied with what it was like to have sex as a man with a woman. Margaret helped me adapt to the dominant personality that I must have with Beth Ann. And then when the new Beth Ann woke up for the first time, with her new thoughts, new memories and desires, she seemed so normal and I felt normal being around my former body, in my new body." "It's a wonderful story. I am glad it is working for you and her. She looks so good. Were you surprised at how attractive she is?" "Yes, she is beautiful. The doctors were good and the small changes that they made to the face, really made a difference. There is very little scar tissue on her body and all of the surgery looks normal. As for her mental conditioning, she acts as if she has always been a woman and has no memory of ever being a man or being born as George Walker. She only has the memories that we gave her. She thinks that she has always been Beth Ann and I have always been George. Margaret and Jenny helped her learn how to apply make-up and to fix her hair." Susan nodded and said "We would have honored your selection of the options available. When the doctor woke you up, he asked you to make one of three choices. Did you want to continue living your life with no changes? Or did you want the changes that George had ordered for you, accepting the fate that he had ordered for you; to live as his slave? Or did you want to exchange bodies with George and have the changes that George requested for you, imposed on him in your old body? We have never had anyone pick either the first or second choice. As you can see from watching your loving wife, it was the best thing that could happen to her. The old George was a son-of-a-bitch." Beth Ann walked back into the room, carrying a cup of coffee, which she handed to her husband, before taking her seat beside him. As she crossed her legs, she gave a nice smile to Susan. Susan said "And how do you feel?" Beth Ann looked at George and patted his hand as she softly replied "I am a woman in love with my man. I am very happy with how he takes care of me and treats me. I will do anything I can to make him happy and to remain his wife." Susan looked at them and said "Please come back and see me when you are in town. I would love to have you over for dinner." As the couple stood up to leave, Beth Ann reached out and grabbed George's hand. He held her hand and led her out of the office. After they shut the door behind them, Susan folded her folder and put it in a little small file cabinet behind her. Also in the file cabinet, were folders for the Hughes, for the mayor, for the dentist and for just about every couple that lived in Bellwether. It was a growing little community with so many people with common backgrounds, with room for more nice couples such as the one that was just assigned to her today. The End