George, nervously clutching the bag containing his chastity device, sat down.Rebecca didn't seem to have too much work to do. She was busily varnishin... her nails, not paying George any attention at all. As she peered at her fingers holding them to catch the light, looking for the slightest imperfection in the glossy coating, George found himself staring at her hands. The way that her finger bent backwards seemed almost animal like as though the movement was the prelude to her unsheathing claws. "Oh, Corey," Mark hurried to say, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't say that." Mark, I know, but you know, I'm not a big strong guy like you. I know Imust look that way."Corey couldn't say the words that he looked "like a girl". He was feelingboth humiliated and elated. As a boy, he should have muscles and strongarms and be like other boys, but he knew he was soft and weak and thatembarrassed him. Nonetheless, the prospect of being a girl excited him;he could wear clothes that would expose his soft arms. Miki was right behind me, shouting and laughing! I was proud as could be of her. "Here's our lunch, Baby Girl! You're a hunter now!" She was rightfully proud of herself and kicked free of her flippers.She did a good imitation of an American Indian war dance around her kill and me as I laughed and admired her nude dance perfomance. My brilliant teen bride, with thousands of years of recorded civilization behind her, so easily reverted to the naked primitive hunter!We gathered our gear and walked. As she was leaving the exam room Lynn’s doctor returned with another doctor.“Lynn, this is Doctor Charles Grand. He is a specialist in multiple births.”“Hi Lynn.”“Hello Doctor Grand.”“Is it ok if I do a pelvic exam right now?”“Yes.”“Do you mind if these folks remain?”“No doctor. This is my husband Paul and my wife Erin.”“Reeeeeally?” He drew out the pronunciation.“Doctor, we have a legally binding civil union. We can’t marry because of bigamy laws, but we are married.”“In all of my years, this.