In fact,the more I looked at the body I had, the more I wondered what womenactually felt.There was an overwhelming feeling of needing to be completed ...hereaswhen I was a man I felt the need to conquor, and I think this was thebiggest change about me. I didn't want to touch someone, I wantedsomeone to touch me. I wanted to feel what it was like when someonegrabbed me, when someone entered me. This reversal was evident ineverything I did. I thought about what another would see about me when. I grabbed him and guided him to my entrance. After rubbing it back and forth a few times, I lined him up and lowered myself slowly onto him. I knew I was aroused but was still a bit uncertain about his size. It was a bit of a surprise when I was able to lower myself all the way down in one, slow movement.I let out a sigh and leant forward whispering in his ear, “Now, make me yours.”He held my gaze for a second after interminable second, his face expressionless. Then he ran his hands down my. "I have known Rhonda Kaye for most of my life. She was instrumental in introducing me to reality, so it is only fitting that I introduce her to you. I was a cocky little fool who thought nobody could hit the fancy new slider I had learned. She was kind enough to show me the error in my thought process. I was not the first recipient of this demonstration, and most certainly not the last. Her induction to the hall is both long overdue and very well deserved. I refuse to go all "long winded" up. They were gone.Commander Jane Shepard and her crew were just as surprised as anyone. Shepard herself was more than a little embarrassed, but also more than a little relieved. Life, it seemed, would go on. In time, some of her crew moved on, while others elected to stay on as part of the Spectre's retinue. Though unintentional, eventually her crew was entirely female, with Joker being the last to depart, returning to active service with the Alliance military. An upgraded EDI now piloted the ship.