I just heard their voices, or what I thought were their voices. As I think about her now, I can visualize her. But in the dream, there was no image-ju...t the voice.’ I asked, ‘Did you have any dreams?’ ‘I suppose I did but I don’t remember anything. It took a while for me to drop off. The discussions we had yesterday kept playing over and over in my head.’ ‘Let’s see if we can get back to sleep. You better go back to your bed.’ ‘I guess I’d better.’ She slid off the bed and walked out but. “No I don’t. You know that baby. I never have. I mean I watched both my parents die of cancer. I took care of them for the last few months at the end. I am quite certain our bodies become a shell, an empty husk darling.” John smiled a soft smile hoping to soften the impact of his harsh but honest words. “So enjoy every minute of your life Philippa. There is no second ticket.” Philippa was lost in thought. Her mind was drifting and it was almost like she hadn’t heard what her husband said. “Did. This should have been a sign of things to come for me, but at the time, I was helplessly dressed in diapers and plastic pants, surrounded by hot women.Eventually the women ran out of energy and started leaving to find places to sleep. I heard them complaining about not being able to go home because of the snow storm and several laughed about having to actually sleep in the beds usually only used for fucking.The first man I'd seen, came in to take me back to my bed. He was a huge guy who easily. The woman was pale and drawn looking, she may have been attractive once but she was not now. No long blond hair, it was short and curly and mousy brown, worse than that, she realized it was a wig. She pulled the wig off and gapped at the bald head that was revealed. She quickly put the wig back on. She felt her chest and discovered her breasts were not real, they were breast forms!She went into a stall and pulled up her long skirt and saw with some relief that she indeed had female genitalia,.