I could see alightbulb go off in her head."Well, I certainly don't want you to become gay, not that there isanything wrong with that. But, if you need...to start thinking abouthow a woman thinks, for your designs, why don't you spend some timeas one?" Huh, what are you talking about?" It will be fun. I can teach you how to become a woman. By spendingtime as a woman, and observe other women, you learn and betterunderstand how we think." There's no way I could ever pass as a woman." Let me dress. That's all." Well I don't want ya ta be talkin' ta that bitch no more. She ain't nothin' but trouble." Yer actin' crazy Sheryl. There ain't nothing wrong with her, and we weren't doin' nothin either!" Just go Shawn. I can't deal with all this drama right now. Besides, I have a headache. I'll call ya tomorrow."She added that last bit because in the back of her mind, she was still thinking of what Georgette had told her about giving Shawn too much space.She turned back towards him, and she saw. It's like you're THERE and you're possessing me."I not only KNEW what the giggle meant, I adored it. I knew that her giggle was a sign of her enjoyment. I knew that the eyes would twinkle and the giggles would happen and then after an interval, they'd go away and her eyelids would flutter and she'd bite her bottom lip, releasing it with the first wave of her orgasm. That is, if I was still in this universe to see it for myself. Happily, all too often, I was somewhere zooming and looping through. I have a good view at the stone tribune in front of the town hall, with the spiked statue of the Goddess on it, with all the implements of torture that await me, with the big gong, and with the torturer, dressed in his traditional hooded black garb, standing solemnly, looking like a statue himself.I feel a trace of pity for him — he will have to stand like this for many hours, through the heat of the noon, until by some sign that I do not know he will discern that the time has come, and then he.