.. ALL THEWAY. I COMPLETELY freak out now. I HAVE NO FUCKING PENIS! WHERE IS MYFUCKING PENIS???Close your eyes and count to 10. Okay. It's okay. There...s a logicalexplanation. Deep breaths. Count to 10. No... let's make it a hundred.Count to a hundred. There you go. Count... slowly.... slowly... thereyou go...Finally I feel calm enough to open my eyes again.I am a woman.There's no getting around it. I am a woman. I have woken up in the bodyof a sexy woman. And not just any woman, but I am my hot. " I stopped."Yeah go on." "Well she caught me here all dressed, so you can imagine what she wouldhave done if she thought I was a guy dressing up in women's clothes andlooking after a child."She interrupted, "Surely there was another way." Can you think of a good explanation, anyway I tricked her, she neverread me and everything was ok. When George came home he went ballistic sowe talked about it and we agreed that maybe it was better that I stayedthis way." You should have called me, maybe I. She packed up the rest of her stuff, and threw them on the bed, grabbed her keys, and headed out the door to check out. She quickly paid for her night stay, threw her bag in the car, and was once again on the road. Elizabeth's drive on this day seemed to be a longer one. She just wanted to be with Allie, and it seemed like it was taking forever to get there. She had heard all the songs multiple times, and she was sick of talking on the phone. Around six o clock, she decided to stop at a Denny's. The first time I set foot inside the Copley Mall was almost a decade ago. I was a business student at nearby Bay State College, only nineteen years old, just a young man with a dream. My parents, Justine and Clement Etienne moved to the City of Boston, Massachusetts, from their hometown of Jacmel, southern Haiti, in the 1980s. I was born in Boston, and grew up immersed in the Haitian community. While at Bay State College, I met the woman destined to change my life forever. Mary Anne Gulliver,.