Now Mark had almost completed the first portion, the Bachelor of Science in design, a para-professional degree and a necessary component of the profes...ional program which culminates with the Master of Architecture degree being the first professional degree fully accredited by the National Architectural Accreditation Board.His dream of becoming an architect was a demanding one. It required longer periods of study than the majority of other courses, particularly humanities, modern languages or. Uncle John had them rated with a little note by each: expensive, very good, try the steak, great wine selection, need reservations, things like that.We picked a steak and seafood place on the main road by the fire house. The food was great, the people were better. We had a nice time. We drove back to the beach and walked out near the water. The six of us huddled as a group as close to each other as we could and watched the moon shining on the ocean. Soft words, soft kisses, sweet whispers; it. "He's a man and I love him. There are thousands like him out there, look around? Give some guy a chance to show you he cares? I wasted twenty years, honey, when I could be having the time of my life. I was betrayed by a man the way you were and he raped me as well, right here!" she clutched her heart. "Ok, I wasn't hurt physically in the same way as you, sure, and I couldn't imagine how that must have been for you. But my husband fucked me over and destroyed my trust in men. I let him do that. Stiffness and something else... Something didn't feel right.She sat up slowly, scanning the room and wondering if the supernatural encounter had been real. Perhaps she'd dozed off in the midst of her fantasizing and the rest was a bizarre dream. She swung her legs toward the edge of the bed and realized that her lower body felt heavier than usual. Then she saw it, a bulge near the bottom of her nightgown. Her eyes went wide and she pulled the nightgown up in panic.Her old anatomy was gone..