"Ann thought about the sermon on the way down to the railway station. Thesubject of it happened to be something he agreed entirely with. As awoman he ...ad always known that God created the quality to be better thanand to rule over the lower orders. Members of the upper class simply weresuperior, both mentally and physically. That was a fact.He'd considered it before; how inferior his body and brain were now; buthe hadn't considered it in terms of the real Burt in her real body. Justas Ann now. He raised his nose at that, looking up at me for a moment, but he dropped it back onto his forelegs again without answering. "I will ask you again, and you will answer."The lightning storm abated finally and the wind shifted, the driving rain easing a little before changing to hail. Thunder rolled in across the water from the east. I rose higher, gaining altitude and speed as I went. My Hurlon body wanted to protest, but I reminded it that we were not just Hurlon, but Walker, and it stopped.. As my son grew older, I began to realize he wasn't like the other boyshis age. He didn't let us cut his hair, he liked wearing dresses, and heenjoyed playing with dolls and pretending to be a princess. All of hisfriends were girls and when I tried to get him to play with other boyshis age he would shy away. Luckily we lived in a pretty liberalneighborhood and the neighbors seemed to think such behavior was fine.I, however, felt uncomfortable by my son's feminine behavior. Growing upwith the. The odd taxi passed us, carrying the straggling drunks on their way home. Now and then her heels dragged along the pavement, as she leant against me. We didn’t talk we just walked, and then I dragged her off in a direction she wasn’t expecting. As we left the town’s lights, it gradually got darker. ‘You haven’t finished with me yet then?’ she asked with a little giggle. I didn’t answer her I just smiled, and she gripped my arm tighter and chuckled again. As the fast sweeping cloud cover.