Marie leant over me and kissed me full on my mouth, a deep lover’s kiss full of all our sweetness and longing, and the lust that we both feel for ea...h other almost all the time. She lay on top of me and pressed the full length of her body against mine and held me tight and whispered to me to be brave, and then she stood up in front of me, completely naked and with my old belt wrapped round her right fist. She told me to spread my legs further and to spread my arms out flat too. The only thing. ..."Let's go see a doctor about a body," I sighed.She kissed me softly."I knew you would," she murmured. "You are gonna look so delicious witha pair of full, firm melons, a tiny waist, and a big, round bubble butt,just like me!"As I said: tasteful.***Dr. Peter Reagan's offices were in one of those gentrified ex-warehouses. The airy loft-style office was all bright, freshly-sandblasted brick walls, glossy hardwood floors and doors, comfortable-but-not-ostentatious chairs and sofas, framed water. "How the hell could she be a draft dodger?" he asked. "Even if she'd had a sex change she'd have been too young, and they never drafted women, anyway." They do if you're an Israeli," Vicky grinned. "Back in those days, she had dual citizenship from her real mother. Maybe she still does, I don't know. The story she told at the weenie roast was she got really pissed about a draft notice from the Israeli Army. She'd never lived there, except visiting for a couple months, but her mother is an army. She knew it made no difference which of them went first. They would be at it for a while. In the end though, she was confident she could push him over the edge. She hadn’t come up with a way to make the treatment special for her, but her father knew she wanted something unique and believed that if he really loved her, he would come up with something worthy of demented glory.Abby was speechless as she saw Liz’s head bob up and down for what felt like an hour. In reality, it had been about two.