I was about to head toward the intersection when I saw a little slice of heaven: Black Coffee. It was a little drive-through coffee stand in the parki...g lot of the strip mall. Savannah had espresso! Who knew?I walked up to the drive-through window but I didn’t see anyone there. “Hello?” I said.“Mornin’ sista,” a voice said. Oh my. I wasn’t looking into the black void of the inside of the shop. I was looking at the black chest of the very, very big barista. He was at least six-ten. I thought at. "Ooops." I said quietly as I pulled my trunks up and tied the string around my waist."Are you trying to tell me that you want to see my body?" She called, her voice filled with tease."Any guy would want to." I answered back, feeling a bit self conscious as I heard the curtain to her bedroom, the one next to mine, slide back."Well, thank you for the compliment." She said as she slid the curtain to my bedroom back, not asking if I was dressed or not. "I think your body is pretty good looking. ”“And your relationship with her was a disaster as well, at least until she sorted out her sexuality. Why do you think she’d suddenly become Suzie Homemaker and dote on a husband? Could you marry Dave or Kurt?”“Hell no!” I chuckled.“There you go. Those two are your closest male friends, with whom you’ve seriously bonded. They’ll most likely be in your life forever, and you’ll have as intimate a relationship as straight guys can. Your relationship with Jennifer has to be the same, though I. . frozen staring back at me fromthe mirror. I moved around and my reflection remained frozen. I thenlooked down and was surprised to find... breasts! Oh my God! I justturned into a dream girl!I looked at the mirror and my old self was still frozen in place. Iwondered if all reflections were going to be like that so I went intothe bathroom and I was relieved to see a girl staring back at me fromthe bathroom mirror.What is going on here? I thought to myself. I then went back to themirror and.