?Oh no? one of the mothers said.?What will we do?? Another chirped.Joyce was useless, crying off to the side.?Hold on ladies. We have a week to think...of something.? Beth said taking charge of the group.?And if we don’t think of anything?? Grace added, not meaning to distract from Beth’s message of hope.?Then we’ll draw straws. And everyone will have to draw.? Beth glared at Joyce as she spoke.The mothers all concealed there fear as their daughters returned from their lap of the. The transgender community flocked to the Project, stricken to tears by the ability to truly be the man or woman they knew they were on the inside. No risky hormone treatments, no compromising surgeries, just... change. Not just change, but a real chance at being just as beautiful or handsome as they longed to be. The fortunate could leave their old selves behind and embrace a bright, beautiful future.Truly, the Take-Two Project seemed like the foundation for a utopia; one where everyone could. I was still looking at all the stars when I heard Momma ask, "Brandy, whydid the truck say there were eight Humanoid life forms?" Because Lira is going to have a Kitten," answered my Aunt. "But don'tsay anything to Mom and Dad, we want it to be a surprise."I saw the strange look in Momma's eyes."Did you two decide to do the Invetro thing, or did you find a suitabledonor?" Stacy, you are my sister. Since I married Lira she has not been withanyone else but me. And no we didn't do the Invetro or. "We had a bit of bad news, earlier today. My car was stolen, from right out there." She pointed to the parking lot, now dark, except for the pole lights. "It had everything we own in it."For the last few nights it was our home, as well as our transportation, and now we've lost both..."Wanting to spare her some of the pain this was causing, I asked, "What has you out on the road, traveling?"She was quiet a long time. So long, that the waitress dropped off our hot chocolate, and the girls began.