But how could he tell anyone? How could he reveal his secret? He knew that he wasn't gay or anything; he desired only women. But when he saw a pretty ...irl on the street, his first thought always was: 'I wish I was her.'***One day, John was flying home from Atlanta, at the end of a week long business trip. He half hoped the plane would explode on takeoff, so he could start his life over again, as it was supposed to be. A female life. He sighed.He went back into the bathroom on the plane, so that. " She stammered, trying to come up with an excuse. "Sorry. My mind just drifted off. I wasn't staring at you I was just thinking." "Hmm. Okay sis, if you say so." His tone said he didn't believe her, and his next question confirmed as much, "Can you tell me what you were thinking about then?" Her face heated up instantly and she had no way to cover it up; she didnt even have enough time to come up with a lie. "No," she whispered. He smiled and kissed her forehead as he got up, "Exactly. Be. It's like being a teen all over again. You didn't know her too well, but she was a close friend of your sister.You reached down your pocket and felt the touch of your crystal necklace. Father left it at your table before he disappeared. Beside the blue jewel was a note, you remembered the scene clearly. The note said that it's the same necklace father used for his hypnosis and that it was his most powerful focus. This weekend was a good time to try it out. And sadly for the girls, you had some. The prisoners knew by accurate rumour, the public and guards by official proclamation. An official of the court waited on the platform. The girl climbed slowly, weak and dizzy from the fear, her palms sweating and her muscles weak. The sculpture seemed enormous, overwhelming. It seemed to loom over her and dominate the world. She was frightened.When she was on the platform the court official said quietly to her, "Kneel and face the crowd." The warden and assistant stood behind her, the official.