My main mode of transport when at home was a 350 Matchless motor cycle, I loved that bike and so did Gillian, if we were going for a ride out I would ...ick her up at home and she would come out looking very sheepish wearing her sheepskin pilots jacket, a favourite among the bikers and I knew straight away why she had the sheepish look, it was because she had nothing on underneath the jacket, under it she was topless with the zip done up to the neck and I also knew that her nipples would be rock. What...what happened?" I raised a slender hand to my graceful throat,not believing the tones that I was hearing...so soft, so tender...so female.I stood in the stream of brilliant sunlight spewing into the room from thedoor, my quivering lip still wondering if what I was seeing was really true.The old woman stepped just inside and handed me a bright flowery bikini top,"Put this on...we need to talk." She turned and left without any word, Ifollowed like a confused puppy, trying to connect the. " Jason started at the same time."Just stay there and don't listen in. Strictly guy stuff, you know?"Melinda sighed and put her hands on her hips. "Oh, honestly!"Richie drew Jason a short way down the sidewalk. "Well, dude, I hafta admit," he began. "In my opinion, you coulda done a little better than that."Jason gave Richie a perplexed look."I mean, yeah, I guess she's cute, in a kind of, uh, freakish way, but she's no Heather." Richie, what the hell are you talking about?" Jason. I had on a mask with oxygen. At least I didn’t have that stupid tube down my throat.My eyes fluttered open... “He’s awake -- Michael is awake!” That was my Jennifer.“Michael, can you hear me?” a doctor asked.I took Jennifer’s hand as I clumsily answered, “Yes.”She squeezed my hand and said, “I love you, Michael.”“I know,” I said, moving to take the oxygen mask off my mouth.“Uh-uh-uh, leave that on, Mister Thomas,” the same doctor said moving it back in place. “Do you know what happened to.