Would you like some breakfast?”Joey sat up. “Um ... Yeah.”“Well, come over here. I can’t get in the kitchen, and that’s where the stove is... You know how to make eggs?”“Um...” Joey stood up and walked to the dining room. He shook his head.“I’ll teach you. First of all, go wash your hands.”Joey turned towards the kitchen, but didn’t take a step, because at that very moment Tricia let out a scream of anguish. Joey and Annie looked out to the living room and saw Tricia as she stormed in, her boobs. Asusual, it still felt like a shock-to-the-system for her to be seeing medecked out as a black girl, but there was nothing I could do about it. Iwanted so badly to be "Ryan" for her again at that moment, but it justwasn't possible and I was stuck in my girl's body."How are you doing sweetie," she asked me, with a bit of sadness in hereyes?"Ok, I guess," I replied, "We have school starting soon." I can see that," she replied, "giving me the complete eyeballing up anddown as I wore my school. As my girlfriends arrived, there was always one of them on my arm, though they never made a big deal about it. I just introduced them each as my girlfriend when we stopped to talk with someone. Mr. Richards caught up with me while Rebeca was on my arm.“I trust your project is not interfering with your relationship,” he chuckled after introducing his wife.“No, sir. We are really enjoying working on our project,” I said.“This week’s videos are the last we are reviewing before compiling the data,”. She closed her eyes and she could hear the sounds of nature whisperingin her ears. Oh, it was always such a treat to listen to. The waterscrackled and danced in unison, the clouds sung a subtle humming noise,and the nearby trees would caress the slimmers of air as they kissed itsbranches. She embraced this moment every day as the sunset mellowedinto the horizon. It was her moment of zen: a time of peace to forgetthe day's events and of those that have yet to occur.Lana was of age 25, no.