It was nothing he could put her finger on at the moment but he found himself noticing little things that he normally take no notice of. Like for insta...ce if a girl would walk by and he happened to like the way that she was dressed he would find himself wondering what it was like to look just like her.And so it went on all through the rest of his day and it did not occur to him to notice that when he showered after gym class his body hair just slid off of his body and down the drain. Even though. And it was a requirement for the Women's Studies program at Seattle's Miranda college.Rumors circulated that students from the class frequently dropped out, went crazy, or just plain disappeared.And Professor Klein, a tall statuesque woman in her late-40's with long blonde hair and the demeanor of a friendly dominatrix was proud that her course challenged so many of them.The course was titled "Graduate Thesis: Post-Feminism and Evolving Sexual Morality" And this year there were four pretty. The only other thing in the terrifying little room was a low examination stool.blood was pounding in my ears so loudly that I had to strain to hear.“I need to mention that this will be different from other wellness check-ups that you’ve had in the past. I will be examining parts that are carefully avoided in a standard physical exam.”By this time I had turned to face the doctor. After she made the mortifying statement she paused to let it sink in. The compassionate smile was less evident now. Elizabeth got out of bed, showered, dressed and went down to the kitchen."Merriweather looked up from the kitchen table where she was reading the local newspaper, "Good morning Elizabeth." Morning." Would you like some breakfast? I can make you something if you're hungry."Elizabeth walked to the table and took a seat across from "M" and as Merriweather watched her Elisabeth said, "You went to Baylor, right?" Umm, I sure did. Why?" Oh Rick and I were just looking at an old issue of Penthouse and.