" I said."They've decided not to host it?" Tiffany asked defectively."Oh no, they want to host it alright, in fact they are giving us six hours of air...ime instead of the three we originally requested." I told her."That's fantastic!" She exclaimed."It would be if that was the extent of their changes, problem is they have tacked on a few nonnegotiable that I'm quite certain not all of you are going to be happy with." I replied."So don't keep us in suspense." Tiffany demanded."Well first of all. "I think there's another pair in her sewing box in the hall closet."Grasping Ron's waist, Pam moved him away from the sink enough to reach past him and explore the contents of the drawer. "These'll work just fine." What do you want them for?" he asked, curious."I'll show y'all, sugar. Go on and finish what you're doing first, though." She lay the scissors on the countertop and jumped up onto the edge of the cabinet. A startled gasp told him the pale green ceramic tile was cold against her. You know yourself you look drop dead gorgeous and your choice of dress leaves little to the imagination.”I got angry and felt the blood rising to my cheeks. “I didn’t pick this outfit. It was you and Cherubim, and besides I am not...”I stopped as she looked at me with a deep smile. “Yes you are. You no longer refer to yourself as he and you haven’t used your old name. I think your transformation is almost complete and what you have called your old problem has vanished.”“There is too much on my. Hoping to do a little bird photography but looked like maybe not. I sipped my coffee with a disgruntled look on my face. A young woman walked past me. She put on some earphones and started to jog off. Her calves were so perfectly formed. I watched as she took step after step, then jogged out of sight. I quickly turned back around and grabbed my camera in search of some of the native wildlife to take photographs of. My mind was not however inclined to join me. It still had visions of the lovely.