Larry guessed that he was turning back into a man, wondering why that statue had done this in the first place. But as soon as the changes stopped, Lar...y looked over his body and gulped. Instead of having turned back into a man, Larry was definitelystill a woman. But he was a bigger woman, a taller woman. His clothes were ragged shreds hanging off of him, and he looked like some kind of female body builder. "I'm huge" he gasped, realizing that he waseven taller than before, and a lot more. "Shall we go."They arrived at the University Club at 7:20 and Bear handed the keys over to the valet. The hostess seated them at a nice table near the dance floor. The waiter arrived a moment later."Your usual Mr. Campbell?"Yes please." And would the lady care for a cocktail?Sunny ordered a vodka martini."Does everyone in this town know what you like Bear?" Sunny smiled."Not quite, this is where I usually meet with my dissertation advisor."The waiter returned with their drinks."One Grey Goose. She wrote a "letter to the editor" and demanded her husband print it. In it she expressed outrage for the immorality of some of the local low class so called entertainers who would resort to giving birth on stage in a night club in front of a live audience to gain notoriety and popularity.Of course she signed it "anonymous citizen." Well, her husband knew a great controversy when he saw one and printed it on the front page of that old newspaper the next day, above the fold, which was usually. Once they arrived at the hotel, they had just enough time to get settled and practice, before getting ready for the evening's activity. After dinner with the President, Taoiseach and cabinet members, the choir gave a shortened version of what they had planned for their concerts. To add a special flavor, they sang two songs that would not be in the concerts. They had all enjoyed the day, but all of them missed being at home.As they were waiting for the elevator, Sarah said, "Could all of you.