.." I said. "She mentioned that her Jim Kirk andJanice Lester had also once swapped bodies. I meant to ask her whathappened to him but never got the c...ance. Oh well, I don't suppose itmatters...." *Epilogue:It was summer in Montana, but the breeze coming off the nearbyYellowstone River was pleasantly cooling. Not that our guests at theranch cared. Charlie and Linda were newlyweds, and they only had eyesfor each other. They were currently sitting on two of our. "Yes, maybe now she can begin to find out about normal relationships." Whatever that may be for her." Come on now," she smiled coyly, "admit it. Weren't you intrigued with that offer of hers?" I have ot admit, it was the first time I've ever been propositioned in front of my wife. But how about you? Don't tell me the thought of a threesome didn't flash through your mind."If it were not for her chocolate brown skin, Christy would have reddened. In college she had had a brief lesbian affair with. ’ His next remark just about rooted me to the spot. ‘What I had in mind Sam, was that you could take my place,’ he said. ‘What?’ ‘You could take my place,’ he repeated, still grinning. ‘You could go on a date with Sally.’ ‘What?’ ‘You heard,’ he went on. ‘Come on Sam, you’ve seen her photo. Look at the girl mate, not exactly a hardship.’ ‘No, but …. But ….’ ‘But me no buts Sam my old mate,’ he beamed at me. ‘I’m in a pickle and you’re the only one that can unpickle me.’ ‘But I can’t,’ I. She tumbled head long splashing into the goo instantly sinking. The slime was like a current whipping around her lithe body and she screamed again with a flurry of bubbles as she realized it seemed to be alive. Her curly red hair spread out as if on end, like she was a latter day medusa, her ash white face already looking lifeless. A few moments latter there was a second boom from the cannon.Miss Crome felt herself been laid at an angle, the cocoon had slowly shrunk forcing her into a fetal.