To my surprise her eyes seemed glassed over yet she was looking straight at me, when she suddenly turned and started down the hall. Watching her move ...owards the front door, I suddenly realized that she in fact was sleepwalking and about to wake up the entire house the moment she reached for the knob. Thinking quickly, I rushed on after her and swiftly placed myself between her and the door. "JoJo?" I whispered. "Sweetheart, wait just a second!" As she finally reached for the door-knob I. I drive over to this place off of the 8 freeway that was in an office building which i thought was odd.. This feels like the police and I am about to be on some CNBC special. I continue up to the 3rd floor and looking for suite 302. It had nothing on the door. A seriously super fine girl opens the door; Nessa. She is who I was looking for. A mix between J Lo and Mika Tan. Nessa walks me into the back room which is empty except for a massage table and a table for candles and music player. She. It's apopular spot for both gay and straight men alike. You will be 'open forbusiness' for eight hours a day. You will receive three meals a day,and you will be cauterized for the duration of the night. Once you arefinished with your duties, you will be allowed to remove your clothing,but only to have your penis removed. From that point on, you will nolonger be locked to your clothing. You will still legally be myhusband, but you will be a woman for the rest of your life."She pushed a button. "Hello?" "Lucy, it's me... About last night, I-" "I've got to go Kevin, someone just knocked at my door. Sorry." Great. It wasn't just my imagination. She was ignoring me. Over the next few days I kept calling and she kept making up excuses for why she couldn't talk. I couldn't sleep at night thinking about her. My appetite was all but gone, and I hated myself. Slowly I stopped myself from thinking about it. but it was always in the back of my mind. Two months later I decided I would just write.