Paul typed away at the chronivac, ensuring that David wouldn't remember it, and then shut it down and pulled the disk and device out, pocketing them. With that done, he headed back to the living room.
"What took you so long?" David asked.
"Just had to make a call," Paul said.
"Alright. Well, if Sam ever finishes in the bathroom we can figure out what to do with our day."
Paul nodded, smiling as he sat on the couch. He glanced toward the bathroom door, knowing that a very feminine Sam waited on the other side. He could hardly wait for her to come out so he could see the new her. And figure out how to mess with her and her new mental impulses and sexuality.