M. At 4:20 I took the first vial,swabbed alcohol on the fleshy part of my inner thigh and with shakeyhands injected it into me. By 4:50 I had passed...out on the bed.For 20 hours I was near comatose. Deep, dramatic changes were happeningto my body. My chromosomal structure shifted from Y to X and with it,changes in my skeletal frame, my internal organs, my skin, my body. Iwas told that essentially I would become the sister I never had. Itwould reflect my gene structure yet everything would. I just sipped my coffee and continued to stifle yawns so I didn't look like I was holding anything back."Is there anything you're not telling me?" Either she was better than I thought or just naturally suspicious."What could I hold back?" I asked in return. "I honestly don't have anything to lie about. Some friends of mine are worried about the kidnappings just like a lot of people. I've seen some of the news casts and they've told me what they've seen. If I had something to give, I would. I'm. I may have still been part child but I was toting around a full compliment of testosterone. To my discomfort and sometimes embarrassment, I seemed to be sporting a boner about half my waking hours. My only consolation was that Jason was plagued with the same problem. Being almost constant companions and sharing a room made relief from our condition inconvenient but we had an unspoken agreement to not ask why when one or the other of us would disappeared for a few minutes two or three times a. ‘Take your car,’ he waves dismissively. ‘I’ll meet you there. I have to go get some things I need.’ Nod. Her gaze drops to the car door. He walks away from it awkwardly, leading with his chin. She waits for him to be two arms-lengths away, then turns her head on her left shoulder. ‘You’re twitching.’ He slows, does not stop or turn. ‘Are you cold?’ She knows it is quite the opposite, and wonders if he does. Driving back to the office, Arkady hears his heavy breath around her head, and permits.