“I mean I am, and I will. I just didn’t expect you to be so open to it. You must think I am nuts,” I smiled.“No more crazy than any other bitc... here, Ma’am” Waverly smirked. Her pretty bright eyes twinkled with mischief and she appeared to fully approve of my decision without question.“What kind of stuff do you want to do than in your shows? Are you going to specialize in anything, Ma’am?” Hayden said.“You don’t have to call me Ma’am anymore. After everything I did, I should be on restriction. Mom came out and saw me. She said, "Close your mouth, Chad. You don't want to catch flies."Very nice, Brittany. You look terrific." Dad came out and gave a wolf whistle. Britt blushed and smiled. We trooped downstairs and got in Dad's car. At church, Dad came around to hand Mom out. I noticed that most of the men in the area watched with a little envy. I got around to Britt's door and handed her out continuing to hold her hand. Everything seemed to stop for an instant and then folks continued. The place is enormous, vast, and palatial. The walls and high ceiling are made of beaten gold and pure ice. Water rushes nearby, a muted echoing sound like an underwater treasure cave.“Basya,” I stammer. “You’re not playing fair.”“I don’t have to.” She beckons me nearer, and there’s something around my neck. A chain.I obey, trembling because she’s absolutely right. In this place, the university seems hazy and unreal.“Basya, just because you chose me doesn’t mean you own me.”“Don’t I?” She. . before.I mean, I remember being a guy, as strange as that must seem, lookingat me now. But I do remember. I remember walking across campus - I'mnot sure which campus, though. I remember I was finished with classesfor the day and was heading back to... back to... well, back where Ilived.How do I know I was a guy? Well, I was wearing jeans, and they were alittle tight in the crotch, and I could feel my dick and balls sort oftwisted up there in my shorts, if you know what I mean. And I know.