I lit her cigarette and turned back toward the door to find the woman gone. Now it was my turn to search the crowd. My eyes scanned the room several t...mes, but she was nowhere in sight. With a shrug, I turned back to the bar and ordered another beer. I turned back around to find her standing right in front of me. I froze like a deer in a pair of headlights and just stared at her. Her jet-black hair was shiny and brushed back to hang straight down her back. Sparkling blue eyes stared back at me. ” I’m sure that very few have actually done it. Well I’m here to tell you about “Sister-Swapping.” Very few even know about it and even fewer do it. I don’t know if I actually invented it or not but I sure started it in my area.It all started a couple of years back when both of my parents were killed in a freak accident. I was nineteen years old and in charge of my four younger sisters. I had a banker, a lawyer, a doctor, and a schoolteacher on my advisory board, however I made all the final. "This isn't right," he whispered as he continued to touch and explore.He dropped the sponge into the bowl and quickly dried himself off. Itwasn't like before, in the queen's bedchamber, when it was hisreflection that had him aroused. He wasn't lusting after the queen'sbody. He was enjoying the feeling of being in her skin. He threw himselfonto his soft, down-filled cot and squeezed his eyes shut. One goodsleep and he'd have to find a way to escape on the morrow.He spread his long limbs under. "As the Gunny got on the 101 freeway south, Mattes continued, "I'm more concerned with ability to run things, to bring order from chaos. Your boss over at Oak Knoll said he'd been wondering when the hell you'd wake up when we talked to him. Said you move in some pretty high circles when you wanted to, but that you could really relate to the working stiff, too. Something about twenty-two years in the Crotch, he said."The Gunny simply looked at him. Shit, they talked to the staff at Oak Knoll?.