"That's too bad for you. You made the wish so now you have to face theconsequences," she responded with a gloating smile, "I for one plan tolearn exac...ly 'what's it's like to a be a woman in America'." You can't just take my life," Sarah complained, "You don't even know thefirst thing about being a woman." No I don't," the professor shrugged and then she gave Sarah a smug grin,"But it sure beats being an old man! And surely it can't be that hardbeing a beautiful young woman. I feel so. They would worry you to death otherwise.I told my wives what I was concerned about the attack and was afraid that one of them would get hurt. "Is there a way to end this up without having to go kill the whole family," I asked."I am afraid for you, my husband," Betsy said. "They will strike from ambush just like this time, and the next time the spear might hit you in the heart instead of the leg."They all were tearing up now. I told them I would be careful, but I needed to find a way to end the. .. as long as I wasn't here anymore. Suddenly, the world starts to get darker. Are you going blind?! You hear a high pitched whine, almost seeming as if it were coming from inside your head. The whine increases in pitch, you begin to lose a sense of where you are. Are you even still standing? Your senses are overloaded to the point where you want to just curl up and disappear, and then... nothing. You don't hear anything, and before you is an infinite expanse of darkness. You don't even have a. I hesitated, thinking it would be more work, less pay and that I would still be coming into the office five times a week. When he doubled my salary and my vacation, effective immediately, and made all contact through FAX, phone or e-mail, I agreed. Geeze, twist my arm, why don't you? It was nice to be appreciated, though. I cleared out my desk, set up contact schedules with my secretary, who was now promoted to my personal assistant, and left.Sally had convinced me I should move in with the two.