And then, "Earl's a long story. Starts with my great-grandfather Anson's sort of step-sister and a ranch hand from Mexico... " The story got a bit muf...led after that point, and I wasn't really listening anyway. Earl had maybe once briefly been a foster child of a relative who was actually adopted... but the lineage linking him to Anson's sort of step-sister got lost in translation. All these sort of details drive me crazy. None of it mattered. I was in that car.Come Sunday morning I couldn't. He began tweaking her nipples. "I think I have enough strength. After all, I've had at least an hour to recover."She pulled him down on her, wrapped her legs around his, and kissed him. "So have I."By Friday they hadn't reached any conclusions. "We've tried half the teachers," Cynthia said at lunch. "We probably haven't been with the ones who aren't avatars of real people." Isn't that the way it usually works out?" Jared asked. He lazily ran his fingers down Cynthia's bare back. "Whatever are. I've decided to move back home to Madison. The hospital there says they have a position for me and I'm sure I can find a nice apartment." "That is really some good news, Mandy. But instead of an apartment, move back in with me. You can have your old room back and it'd be really nice to have a woman around the house again." "O.K. Dad, if you're sure. I have just about everything in order here, so I'll see you in few days." "Wonderful. We're going to go out and celebrate as. They finally brought out a mirror. "Ok, time to see what you looklike," Dr Irina announced.Jeff saw a girl, a pretty girl too. Damn, they did a good job dressinghim. The woman he saw in the mirror looked nothing like Jeff. He reallylooks like a girl. His thin frame, and gentle facial features, allblend in to add to the feminine effect."You'll need a new name," Dr Irina continued. "Let's go with 'Jenny'. Ithink that name fits." He realized he was just casually being renamed,like someone's play.