SWAT Headquarters, Los Angeles, California:
It didn’t take Sasha long to drive from hers and Susan’s place in Beverly Hills. She was wearing a nice pair of dress slacks, a matching pair of four-inch heels, and a nice blouse. Her red hair was loose and held by a silver hairpin in the middle. She had a plain black purse with her, that had several of her concealed weapons in it.

Even when they ran her purse through the X-ray machine, the machine didn’t pick on any of her concealed weapons hidden within it. She knew the person scanning her bag was hoping to catch her. Even the concealed weapons on her person didn’t set off the metal detector when she walked through it.

Sasha locates her daughter as she waves to several officers she knows. Sometimes, she would come down to train some of the officers. They knew she was a highly trained agent for a law enforcement agency.

Robyn was watching the young woman she and her partner found wandering around. The clothes the woman had been wearing remained her of some of the costumes she wore when she was her mother’s assistant. She felt sorry for the woman because she couldn’t recall anything.

“How is she doing, sweetie.” Sasha walks up to Robyn.

She still couldn’t get over the fact that her little girl was no longer a little girl, but a full-fledged woman with a husband. Sasha and Susan had been surprised to learn that Andrew had been born with unique abilities like herself and Robyn.

“It’s like she is in some sort of a fog. She has no idea who she is or how she got where she was. Plus, those clothes she is wearing, remind me of the costumes you used to have me wear when I was your assistant.” Robyn knew her mother had all her assistants wear fancy outfits that helped distract the audience.

Sasha looks at the woman and has to agree that the outfit she was wearing would distract the audience. It was barely containing the woman’s big breasts. The woman was almost as big as her sister Felica in Texas.

“Do you think you can help her?” Robyn looks at her mother.

“Your grandmother is better at this, than me. But I think I can hypnotize her and see if we can recover any buried memories.” Sasha walked into
the room where the woman was sitting.

The woman looks at Sasha as she comes walking into the room, she has been sitting in for the past two hours. Her mind felt like it was in a fog and she couldn’t recall anything. Hell, she couldn’t recall who she was or how she ended up in the alleyway where the young red-haired woman found her.

“Hi, I’m Sasha Wolfhart. I believe you already met my daughter, Officer Wolfhart.”

The purple-haired woman nods her head yes to Sasha’s question. She remembered the red-haired police officer helping her.

Sasha could see that the woman was still confused. She sits down across from her.

“I’m going to hypnotize you to see if I can help you recall what happened to you. It’s painless and it should be able to reveal what memories you still have. Do I have your permission to try?” Sasha kept eye contact and couldn’t believe how violent the woman’s eyes were.

The woman nods her head. She was looking directly at Sasha’s eyes. She loved how green they looked.

“Alright, just keep eye contact with me. Let yourself relax. Take three deep breaths and let the tension you feel flow from your body.” Sasha watches as the woman’s eyelids start to droop.

Before long the woman is under. She was feeling so relaxed and the fog she had been feeling was slowly disappearing.

“Now, I want you to think back to yesterday and tell me what you did.” Sasha had a recorder out, recording their conversation.

“I remember going out with some friends. We arrived at an old-style theater. There is a guy up on stage performing magic tricks.”

“Can you tell me what the guy looked like?” Sasha knew all the wannabes and professional magicians in California.

“He is wearing an old-style magician suit. He has a black handlebar mustache. He asks for a volunteer from the audience as a cabinet is brought out by another guy.”

“What does the other man look like?”

“I can’t tell. The magician on stage is keeping my attention.”

“Can you describe the cabinet?” Sasha wondered who the person was.

“It’s tall and has weird writing all over it. It looked like something from the Victorian age.”

“What happens next?” Sasha listens intently to the woman.

“I’m selected to be the magician’s volunteer. I am escorted up on stage by my friends. The magician has me step into the cabinet, as he shuts the door behind me. I feel cold as the darkness surrounds me. I can’t hear anything the magician is saying outside. There is a tingling sensation all over my body.”

“What does the tingling sensation feel like? Is it like when you touch a live wire or when your body wakes up?” Sasha wonders what the cabinet did.

“It feels like when you are caressed by a lover.” The woman feels the sensation as she speaks.

“Okay, what happened after that?” Sasha keeps her voice soft and low.

“I don’t know. Everything is becoming blurry.” The woman can’t remember anything.

Sasha could tell the woman was about to hyperventilate. Before she brings the woman out of the trance “Okay, breathe slowly and calm down. Go back to when you arrived with your friends. What did they call you?”

The woman thinks about the question a name pops into her head.

“Ricky Jones. I worked at a sports supply store.” Tears start streaming down from Ricky’s eyes.

Sasha could see how upset Ricky was becoming. She slowly brings Ricky out of the trance he was in. She holds his hand and lets him cry. He has gone from being a man to being a beautiful, big-breasted woman with purple hair and violet eyes.

Ricky holds onto the red-haired woman’s hand. He felt violated and angry that his friends had betrayed him. He holds onto Sasha’s hand as he cries.