She scanned the executives’ pictures over and over, imagining Dan's toothy grin lurking behind each face. The collection was a wide sampling of racial and bodily types. The choices showed a clever imagination. Would he ever consent to wearing one of his masks as they made love? Most of his guises were handsome in human terms, but a few were less than appealing. especially the grossly fat Hyde-White. She wouldn’t care to share her bed with that one. She finally decided that it wouldn’t matter. Her astral senses were becoming so tuned that she could pierce an illusion spell almost automatically.