OK, let me think.” Another pause. “Right, we'll get these and when we get home, I think we'll both have a little chat about it, alright?” I nodd...d, unable to speak.On the bus, we didn't speak, Mum was lost in thought. When we got home Mum and I sat down on the sofa and she wanted me to explain what it was I liked about the panties. “Don't worry, I'm not cross, but I want to understand how you feel, you need to say a bit more than you have.”So I confessed. I told her how I couldn't stop thinking. I looked like my sister. I reacheddown and felt my hard on and thought Christ at least i've got my dick.Lisa saw me grab myself and said, "Chris it looks like you are attracted toyourself. I know we need to fix you but do you.... ahhh never mind."I said, "what is your idea."Lisa replied, "would you want to try your new body first?" Try it..." I looked in the mirror and Lisa came up behind me and hugged mefrom behind."Yes." she said "let's take it for a test run before we swap you back."I. They were deep dark pools of gentle cynicism. He had seen it all and probably done it all and was totally amused by the human condition.He was sipping a dark drink that I assumed was scotch or brandy, since it had no ice in it. He seemed to be appraising me. But when I gave him a signal that I was interested and that he should approach me he turned back to the magazine he was reading with an amused look. The magazine was written in Cyrillic. So, I assumed that he was Russian. I was disappointed. I got home before my sister or my brother, but then, he had to come five miles from his sixth form college, while I was only a mile or so from my school. I opened the cupboard and got a bottle of Pepsi out, and sat at the table to drink it.Alison walked in and flopped down beside me, reached over and took my bottle.“Thanks,” she said, “why don’t you get yourself one too?”I did and sat back down.“So how was your first day in year two, sister dear?”“Awful,” she said.“Oh? Why?” I asked.“Because.