Besides, this is embarrassing and silly to carry on a conversation like this in public. I’m going to leave.” I got up off of the sofa and caught a...glimpse of him as I started to pass by. Actually, I didn’t continue to pass by. I stopped in my tracks to check him out. He smiled back at me in both a smug and contented way. He was attractive. Very attractive. Bald with glasses and a hefty, muscular build. Well dressed for a Saturday afternoon – a tribal print button-front short-sleeved shirt, a. I noticed that Wendy drove past the main entrance to the park, which was indeed closed for the evening."The park is closed," I said.Wendy smiled and continued driving.Patty explained, "The main entrance is closed. Only open from sunrise to sunset." So, how do we get in?" I asked."Back way," Wendy said, and turned into what appeared to be a driveway.The "driveway" was only paved for about twenty feet before it turned into a dirt road, which became a path through the forest that was just wide. And that was when he saw it. His soul as it was now.A shimmering translucent spectre hovering about him just inches out ofsynch with his body; almost a mirror image of how he looked now, but notquite. Different. A bad fit. Not feminine; not that; but wrong.He gazed at it, spellbound, watching the tiny fluctuations in itsethereal form. It moved like the long hair of a woman might ifunderwater, slowly and languidly, holding his attention completely.All he had to do was finish the potion and this. My ears werenow pierced and my girly look was about to get even more feminine. "Noearings for at least 3 days, ok sweetie." The woman walked me back tothe waiting area where Mrs. Jenkins was standing and waiting."Lets go Leann, we still have some things to do." She helped me with mycoat and handed me my ritzy $1000 designer purse. Out the door we wentback into the city. She was smiling from ear to ear and said nothing tilwe got back into the car. "Such a nice girl you're turning into Leann..