As this story begins, we were still childless despite years of marriage. For many years we had told ourselves that our failure to conceive was because...of our busy lifestyles and the fact that we hadn’t really been ‘trying for a baby’. Eventually however, biological clocks had intervened and in recent weeks we had been seeing an IVF specialist, organised through the company’s heavily subsidised healthcare programme. We wouldn’t have been able to afford it otherwise in our current financial. "Goodbye for now."With that, I suddenly found myself lying on the bed beside Amy as if nothing had happened. Had I dreamed it? I had to know. I got dressed and slipped out of the room. Outside, I tried to jump. I rose about 30 feet in the air and would have hurt myself on landing, but for the enhancements Venta's people had given me.I found that I could see quite well when I commanded my eyes to become more sensitive to light. This reminded me that Venta had said that my skin was impenetrable,. “Mate, you got a nice tight little arsehole.” “I don’t think my bird ever once looked at my arsehole.” “I don’t know if I should say this, mate, but she really didn’t appreciate you, mate.” “Anyway, I don’t wanna talk about my bird…sorry, my ex-bird. So can we not mention her no more, please.” “Sorry, mate.” I kissed my mate’s arse and I licked it. He was going, “Oh yeah. That feels nice. Kiss it, mate. Kiss it and lick it.” I kissed and licked both cheeks. He stuck his bum right out and I. I exploded in a fight over which dress he wanted me to wear. It was stupid- but I had so much pent up frustration, it didn’t matter. We called each other all the names we could think of, and he stormed out in anger. ‘Don’t come back!’ I yelled after him, and our plans for the night were canceled. I stood there in the dress that I had chosen. Fat lot of good it had done me to wear what I wanted- now I was literally all dressed up, but I had no were to go. I threw myself down on the couch to feel.