You had built alliances, you had learned to weave words, mastered the political arts. The citizens of the empire loved you for your level-headed intel...igence, and lack of an ego compared to many of your kindred. The soldiers of the empire tolerated you; they didn't love you, but nor did they hate you. Many of them supported you as individuals.In short, your future looked quite bright indeed. You would not be able to take the throne right away, but once the mourning period was over, you would be. Two people going at it hard and heavy on a bed. At first I thought my wife was being attacked until I clearly heard her yell, "Fuck me, Oh God Yes" over and over.The door to the bedroom was slightly ajar and the noise from my wife having sex with someone other than me was quite clear now. I tried peeking in through the door but the view of the bed was still blocked, so slowly and carefully I pushed opened the door and looked in. The scene before me left me dazed and also turned on for some. But in a few weeks, I'm scheduled to give birth.I'm very aware that my former life as a male, as Thomas, will become adistant memory. So, I feel that it's time to record my thoughts, to secretly documentthe incredible transformation that my wife and I experienced. I am ready to move beyond this - I'm ready to completely and totallyaccept the fact that I am a woman now and that I always will be. I amexcited about the changes and the challenges that lie ahead. I can'tignore the reality of my. K. We'll make you up some coffee." Butler? 'You mind, heating me up some leftovers? Anything. I just realized I haven't remembered to eat all day, and now I'm feeling it." Mary Anne will microwave you some second-day beef stew," Brown replied. "It's better the second day. 'Make a new man out of you." Thanks, Butler. 'See you shortly."Butler Brown lived in Cramer Forest, near the Twin Rivers Country Club. It was a prosperous but unpretentious neighborhood bordering on the smaller of the two.