"Emily started up the old two-point-two litre BMC diesel, which rattled into life and we were off. The old taxi is a very good transport around a city... Tiny turning circle (less than twenty-five feet) though it's five turns of the wheel lock to lock, and relatively economical, with loads of space inside. It's rather crude, mechanically, being rather like a diesel Morris Minor on steroids.Anyway, we swept (rather noisily) up to the hospital reception and I got Hazel, and her chair, out of the. Alison smiled at him. ‘Are you going to get undressed?’ she asked. Simon started. He hurriedly took off his jacket and tie and then began to get the rest of his clothes off. Alison was way ahead of him, her slim figure pale in the harsh room light. Simon stopped again, staring. Alison giggled and said, ‘Come on then!’ and he hurriedly removed the rest of his clothes. ‘At least the bed’s clean’, he thought – then conscious thought escaped him at Alison’s touch on his abdomen. She lifted her hand. It seems the cream grows hair by turning men into women .... and there's no way to reverse it." Al mumbled.Fear now ruled me. "Get Dr. Iggy on the phone, Al. Please. There must be something he, uh, she can do," I whined. "Sorry. Dr.Iggy won't be returning until he gets his figure back....., and then it will be to work on cure for PMS." Al replied. "But don't worry. When it's ready, you'll get a free sample. Isn't that great!" I collapsed onto the sofa, which had never felt so comfortable.. I let him get up and slump down on the sofa. He looked at me again with that goofy grin, like he didn’t know what to say. I said, “Has anyone ever sucked you off before?” He looked kind of sheepish and shook his head and whispered, “No.” Then he said, “I gotta piss,” and stood up and headed toward the bathroom. For some reason, I decided to do something I’d only done twice in my entire life. I got up and followed him into the bath. He figured I wanted to watch him piss, as I had outside.