"Well, I suppose I should just dress up and go then? AmI correct in my assumption?" she inquired."I'm so sorry about what I've done. You can't begin t... imagine. Call the cops if you wish. It would serve me right." No, dont worry. I won't do that. I'll leave."she said with pitiful eyes and she went to get up to find her clothes. She found them and started dressing.He watched her sheepishly. How could he have been such a fool to have done what he did?She finished dressing and slipped her black. I couldn't have lived the life I've always wanted on what you had."Suddenly it struck me, that if I hadn't safely squirreled all that money away abroad; I could have been the one who got killed in the first place. Angela had always been a spendthrift so I'd siphoned off as much as I could get away with, to avoid arguments over her excesses."You know at one time I did think about taking out a big life insurance policy on you, John." Angela continued, "But I'm pretty sure that would have made the. "How do you feel?" What a stupid question. I've been turned into a woman and you ask me howI feel. Jumping for joy. How the fuck d'you think I feel?" I mean in yourself. Any headaches, dizzy spells, that kind of thing?" No...uh, should there be?" We don't think so. The trials we were able to conduct produced little inthe way of long-term effects." Are you saying people actually volunteered to have this done to them?" Yes, and you owe them a great deal. Thanks to the data they helped uscollect. The hair on his head was so thick, he had to wear it differently–slicking it back when the hair above his collar was curled on his neck. Since he didn’t have a full-length mirror–he stood on tiptoes trying to see his ass in the mirror above the bathroom sink. ‘Is my ass getting bigger,’ he wanted to know adding, ‘Look at my chest–isn’t it changing too?’ ‘You’re beginning to look more like a male vampire,’ she explained though she knew when a female vampire subjects a human male to what she had.