I looked at her friend as she blushed. Who? Her? I said dismissively. The quiet girl fixed my dismissive look with her blue eyes and said, Its not HE...! Its Chrissie, OK! Oh you can speak then, I laughed back. My names Rick and yours is&hellip,? Its Christine but you can call me Chrissie, not that you care, she snapped back. I hadnt really noticed her to be honest. Nothing special, I thought to myself, although there is something intriguing about you so lets go with it and see where it leads.. " She was the only one who laughed at that, but it did ease the tension a little."Well, it was Robin who actually did the job. I just backed her up and put him out a couple of times." Cal, it seems we have had this discussion before, haven't we?" Ken said. "I know you have your own standards for measuring right and wrong - we all do. The most important factors in your standard are about protection - protecting those you care about from harm."What Robin did - what you helped her do - was wrong. Jeez. I hope to God this isn't permanent.There's a pause, then we both blurt it out at the same time.So you're a girl? So you're a guy?The chuckle escapes the body's lips. She continues.Yes, I'm a girl.You're what my life would have been like if I was a woman. I pause. Can we go to the mirror? I want to see what I would have looked like.The body rises smoothly and walks over to the full-length mirror, which is in roughly the same spot as mine. I marvel at the similarities of the room, briefly.I. When she smiled and hugged Michael he almost fainted. She pressed her pert breasts onto his chest and squeezed him hard. “It's great to see you two!” Fiona exclaimed as she continued to hug Michael. “How was the flight?” “Uneventful,” Michael's mother told her, “How have you been, Fiona?” She finally released Michael and kindly took the suitcase from his sweaty hands. “I've been great. I've just finished applying to the local community college and am getting the loan stuff squared away.”.