My hangover was not improving. I no longer wanted coffee - a good big whisky was my only hope. I looked round hopelessly for somewhere private."It's n...arly lunchtime," Chrissy stood up and ran slender fingers across the lapel of my jacket. "We could go out somewhere - more secluded."The Porsche was parked in a prime spot close to the building's entrance. The seat absorbed me and I closed my eyes."Will this help?" Chrissy offered a leather covered hip flask. I sniffed, and identified an Islay. He fell in obediently behind me, and I wondered what was going through his mind. What was I thinking? Was I crazy? The fact that it was dangerous, and that this was someone I had never met before somehow made it all the more exciting. My heart racing, I pulled off the highway into the rest area, slowly making my way past the cars and trucks to find a secluded spot in the back of the area. He pulled in next to me. I sat for a moment, gathering my courage, then I quickly darted to his car and. She couldn’t have looked more like a total slut.Jeff, who had revived enough to accept a beer from Jake, found a lighter, and lit the remaining lump in the bowl.“What’s in that stuff?” Ben asked as Jake took a long drag.“I don’t know, exactly,” Jake said, “but it’s really good isn’t it?”“You guys have done this before, haven’t you?” I speculated. Jake just grinned. I turned and looked up at Christine. She smiled her most innocent smile and said, “Who, us?”Ben, who seemed amused by Christine’s. "He pauses before regrouping and spitting it out. "My suicide attempt.I realized after 6 or so months of this I had absolutely norecollection of what it ever felt like to be a woman. Taking thoseoral contraceptive tablets was a futile attempt to recall thatsensation."He had said that to me, that night in the hospital, how he hadforgotten. I hadn't thought about it since. I had no doubt now, thatI too would very soon find the concept of ever being a man completelyforeign. It made me shudder..