This is Mira’s mother, Wendy, and this is Naomi’s mother, Sharon. This is my adopted son, Mark Schumacher, Junior, and his mother-wife, Tina... , ...�� I started introducing folks.“Wait, what? Prophet? Lawgiver? Haven? Mayor? Angel? Wives? Stepdaughter-wife? Mother-wife? Oh, my God! I’ve died and gone to Hell! What the fuck?” Lynn panicked, being completely alien to this and not having time to acclimate and not having witnessed my full power yet.“Nope, far from it, my sweet Lynn,” I told Lynn,. But we were bound to be discovered and inevitably one afternoon we pushed our luck once too often as Franny rode me cowgirl style on our sun lounger in the back garden. “Are you two enjoying yourselves then?” a very familiar female voice asked. Glancing up I was shocked to see wife Sarah standing beside us with an amused look on her face. “So just What do you think you,re doing on top of my husband young lady?” she addressed an embarrassed Franny. “I,m so sorry, Mrs Taylor. It,s just that he. Smiling widely I giggled without realising it and stood up. Swaying a bitin the 4in stiletto heels on my feet, I gazed down at my wife, then atAnniek in my male body. "You see Anniek, its real, we've been doing itfor nearly 2 years, mainly between couples and those in the group, thisis an exception, so you don't need to worry, its not permanent, and wecan swap back whenever you want to," I told her as she looked worried andneeded reassurance.As Emily stood up I slowly ran my hands over Anniek's. She thought aboutthe Pirate Winch costume that she had considered wearing. Shestarted dreaming.She saw an image of her wearing the winch costume. She and Aaron werein a house, a house-that she had never seen before. She saw Aaronkissing her as he removed her costume. She saw them tumbling ontotheir bed.She closed her eyes to take it all in. She opened her eyes and saw nokids at her station. She went back to her dream. It was earlymorning she was cooking breakfast. She saw Aaron come up.