I had been toldto prepare dinner, as we would be staying in tonight. As a bachelor myskills were limited mainly to frozen dinners and oven ready meals... ButI was almost a woman now and women can cook, so I slipped on a coat andhappily picked up my re-filled purse before walking proudly andfearlessly down to the local supermarket. There I bought some chickenfillets and some garlic butter to make Chicken Kievs that I'd prepareand cook with a few potatoes and peas. I was rewarded with a specialkiss. Neither said anything but found their shoes suddenly very interesting. I told the relieved youngster to pull up his pants whilst I waited for an explanation. It eventually came in mumbling voices with each of the girl's blaming the other. Apparently they had been talking about the differences between girls and boys and when the young lad had stumbled too near the hideout it had seemed a perfect time to find out more. They protested that they hadn't actually hurt the lad.It occurred to me that. “You drive,” I said. “My arm isn’t used to shifting gears.”Liz looked at me like I’d grown a second head.“You’re going to let me drive your car?” she asked.“I think the changing temperatures and air pressure didn’t do me much good,” I said as I opened the door and got out. Liz met me at the rear of the car and gave me a sweet kiss.“You must really love me,” she said, smiling at me.“Well, there is that,” I said.“Which way to the freeway?” she asked.“Uh, we don’t go near the freeway to get back. She was Dawn, formerly my cousin Scott Anderson."Hi!" she greeted me happily. "Did you get your beauty sleep, Buffy?" What?" I mumbled. My mouth was dry, but the voice was immediatelyfamiliar to me. Michelle's bulk was gone, and I realized at once that Ihad stayed a female. The sensations made one thing perfectly clear forme. I was in Buffy Summers' shape and living in her small, attractiveand superhumanly energetic body again. After everything that I had beenthrough lately, it almost felt like.