.."Excuse me!" Looking up he sees a man handing him a book. "I need asection of this book photocopied." Bill instinctively takes the bookfrom the ma..., photocopies it and hands it back to him, telling him to payat the cashier. "How did I know to do all that?" he asked himself. Then he started torealize how different he felt. He had breasts! His hands looked smallerand slender. He moved his hands downwards, only to confirm his worstfears. He is a woman! He takes a look around to get his. Make sure you use what time you’ve got wisely. Put your house in order.”I guess he could have been more blunt. I wasn’t sure how.I walked out of his office under my own power and waved off a nurse’s offer of a wheel chair. As long as I could stand I wasn’t going to be pushed around like an invalid. I felt that if I sat in it I would never get out again. I was at the door when it opened from the other side. There stood Billie the Kid and her mother, Wanda.“Mr. Hamar!” the child exclaimed. “I was. ’ I had felt the membrane tear painfully, but I was not prepared to have him stop. Having allowed me to reach my release twice before seeking pleasure for himself, I could do nothing less for him. Slowly he began to thrust into me and the pain started to ease, leaving in its wake that burning ache. Moaning, I began to match his measured strokes, wordlessly encouraging him to increase his pace. His strokes became faster and harder until I had nearly reached that pinnacle again. ‘Come with me. When it came into view, I saw cars parked inthe driveway, and almost went home without even stopping. Only mommade me park at the curb, then stood on the sidewalk waiting while Ipondered what Stan was doing to me. Finally, I got out of the car, andwith my purse over my shoulder and mom holding my elbow, we walked tothe door and rang the bell. The door opened, and I saw Stan, dressedas his usual self. He smiled, let us in, then I saw everyone. Bill andMarcie, plus Janet and Mike. I stood there.