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the summer sun. Her scar now glistened from the water, and even though the surgery was a distant memory, she wore it proudly like a badge of honor.
        After her surgery was the first time Danny realized she had a different side to her. Though being psychic was something that was passed down through his family lineage, her surgery deepened her connection to the spirit realm. Looking through an old photo album while recuperating, she found herself visiting with an old great-uncle in his antiquated living room.  She was six years old and didn't realize then that she was in a trance-like state and had slipped right into the spirit realm. Her grand mere found her in bed glassy-eyed with her head back. The old woman immediately deduced what was going on, and when Danny awoke from this mysterious seizure she and grand mere had a frank discussion of what happened.
                 Out of the shower and drying off with a very thirsty Turkish towel, she slipped into a lightweight white dress that came to just above the knee and showed just enough cleavage to, as she hoped, leave Gerard wanting more. Strapping her white Roberto Cavalli sandals on her feet, she stared into the walk-in closet that was almost as big as her former New York apartment. Looking into the full length mirror she plumped her boobs in the dress and checked her butt for panty lines. She then slid red lipstick over her mouth and ever so slightly applied Chanel on her wrist pulse points and behind her ears. She looked striking in the dress as it not only showed off cleavage, it made her caramel-colored legs look radiant. She was ready to enjoy the afternoon. Soon she was off in her beloved Camaro that she had inherited from her father .
    Following the directions Gerard had given her, Danny arrived at his practice in short time. Since her arrival in Phoenix, this would be her first time visiting setting foot inside his place of business. She pulled the car into an empty spot in the front of the complex. She noted that most of the cars in the parking lot were on the high end; ranging from Ferraris to Beemer’s. Two women, who looked like they had stepped off a runway in Paris, strolled through the automatic sliding doors .
         Beautiful Image Spa and Cosmetic Surgery Center was located in a futuristic glass and concrete structure just on the outskirts of the Phoenix city limits. Glass doors parted as Danny approached the building. She could hear her footsteps as soon as her sandals touched the glossy marble floor tile. Everything in the lobby was hip, modern and trendy. A flat panel monitor against one wall played a presentation by each of the doctors that practiced at Beautiful Image explaining some of the procedures and services that were offered. The two women from the parking lot were seated, along with several other patrons, patiently flipping through fashion magazines. Taking in the luxurious setting before her, Danny stepped up to the receptionist counter.
                 The receptionist who had obviously had cosmetic work done asked, "May I help you?" The tops of her overinflated boobs bobbed in her blouse like water flotation devices, and it was amazing she could actually breathe through the thin incision that was her nose .
                "I'm here for Dr. Wolfe." Danny returned, trying to avert her eyes from the twin monstrosities in the woman's shirt .
                The woman placed a clipboard with a personal information questionnaire in front of Danny. "You're here for a consultation? I need you to fill this out with your medical history and your emergency contact information. "
                "I'm actually Dr. Wolfe's fiancée. I'm meeting him here for lunch. "
                 The woman's eyes narrowed into serpent-like slits, obviously appraisingthe woman who had claimed to be engaged to one of the doctors. Her eye's fell on the gaudy engagement ring planted on Danny's finger .