"I don't know if we shouldbe doing this -- what if something goes wrong? The machineis untested, according to Dad."He snorted... "You women worry too ...uch! Don't turn wishy-washy on me now!"That started an argument. Jenny eventually won as womenusually do. But she agreed they should swap Dad's and MissS's bodies the night of dance."Whom are you taking, Jason?" she asked.He grinned... "I haven't decided yet, there are so many tochoose from -- probably Kathy."She stared... "You haven't asked her. Stopping only long enough to let myfamily into her home, she immediately rushed me and gave me a hug."I'm so glad you came!" she exclaimed. "Mom said you might not, and I wasworried I wouldn't get to meet you." Hi, Katy," I said, finally finding my voice. I'd always liked Katy. Weseemed to share a lot of the same interests. Maybe that should have beenan indicator of where my life was going to lead me, but I never saw itbefore we met that evening. Something had definitely changed in. After dinner the guests played a game of musical chairs crossed with speed dating.The dining chairs were assembled into two back-to-back rows; the guests undressed and donned a coloured mask reflecting their sexual preferences - black for heterosexuals, white for gay and lesbian, red for bi-sexual.The equally naked waiters and waitresses slowly paraded around the seated guests until the music stopped, then made a dive for their nearest match.They then had 15 minutes to get to know and satisfy. . Of course, were you to escape, then it would be very bad. But I wonder, are you interested?”She was very interested. The men whispered among themselves, as if they were unsure because at 35 she was not so young. But they were also looking at her in a certain way. She noticed their desire, played up to it, and suggested that perhaps she could try to convince them of her “special skills” here and now. She knew an expression and asked: “pull a train?” As Jerry’s wife she claimed she never.