" You're physically versatile," she corrected. "Protean, mutable, ahuman chameleon..." Mr Blanditty Bland; dull, boring, nondescript, and androgynous... toboot." That's not what I said!" S'okay. I got my genes from you, after all." Actually, you're the spitting image of your father. If you took aftermy side of the family you'd be over six foot by now." Sure, blame the parent who isn't here." There's no blame involved," she replied. "You may not have memorablefeatures, but that's not a bad. I used to be embarrassed, but now take a keen interest in what goes on the other side of our shared bedroom wall. I've even used the old trick of putting a glass tumbler to the wall on occasions to better be able to hear what they are saying and doing.Last Wednesday (13th April) was their 23rd wedding anniversary, so I thought that they'd probably be enjoying sex that night. But I went up shortly after them at 10.30 pm to find their bedroom completely quiet. I was disappointed. Then at about. The doctor asked when he visited that day. "Well as you might have guessed your testicles are gone and we have done some other feminizing to you. Your Adams apple has been shaved so it no longer shows. I have modified your vocal chords to give you a higher voice. Your teeth have been removed and a set of fine dentures made. A few small changes I made to your tongue will make sure that you lisp as a sissy should. Of course the best thing I have done for you was to shorten your Achilles tendons.. "How about I simply accept your hospitality?" Hank said. "No, Ms. Tyson, I'm not psychic. I just know that you have a strong need to keep tabs on me for the next few days. I figured this out by putting myself in your shoes, Director. You know me by now. You've dealt with me over the past seven months--and you've been in my hip pocket for the last ten days. Thank you for watching out for me, Ms. Tyson. You are trying to keep me from doing something stupid. I appreciate your position and I.