All during the fall, winter, and spring of Kyle’s senior year in high school, he walked to Ridge City and tried on clothes in front of Joe. White b...iefs, black briefs, sleeveless shirts, and jeans, lots of jeans. “You look so great in tight jeans,” Joe said, running his eyes from Kyle’s tiny hips down to his feet. Joe started giving Kyle tips on how to bulk up, and though the young man remained almost painfully skinny, by the spring his body had developed more definition. Joe talked lovingly. "Oh, okay, when do you want me to do it?" I asked. It was a Saturday afternoon, raining out, and I really had nothing better to do."Is later today too much trouble?" Anne asked."I have nothing going on all day as long as it is raining." I told her. I had her complain about her back before. She was an older, curvy lady. Okay, you could say she was kind of fat. She wasn't ugly at all, but she wasn't what I thought was too attractive. I guess I didn't think about bigger curvy women at the. * * * * * The clinic was both incredibly secretive and yet also world renowned for it’s work. They specialised in unique, experimental and almost always sexual body modification; perfect for my needs. They knew all about the procedures and changes I wanted, and welcomed me warmly and professionally when I arrived. My surgery was not due to begin until the next day, and the clinic had laid on a special treat for me, in acknowledgement of my upcoming changes and, frankly, of the. Jars of peanut butter and jam and mayonnaise and mustard, one knife on the table, a package of bologna with the plastic back peeled back and half the slices already missing. Towering above the whole was a virgin bag of a particular off- brand of potato chips we'd all spent our childhoods begging her to forsake. The _Value!_-sized bag of _Soggy Crumbs_ "World-Famous" potato chips.We gummed our lunch in silence. Then we filed back into the livingroom to resume our communion with the t.v. But.