I didn't know what to say except 'Hello?'The goddess walked toward me and motioned for me to stand. I did as sheinstructed and she laughed. "So you ar... the one that Eos transformed? "I nodded."And now you have come at my request to be part of oursisterhood. I have been watching you. What boon would you now seek ofme?"I paused, unsure of how to proceed. Finally I just blurted it out."Just one, your Goddess. Do you think you could undo the spell and letme have my old life back?"My mother shook. She was gaily talking in her group and isolated from me by a gulf of years I was only just beginning to accept. Most of my life was over, and beyond being recaptured. I’d squandered the zest and liberty of my youth, tying myself down to a job and promotions then, at thirty, for business reasons, marrying a successful woman five years my senior. I’d loved her in a proper kind of way, without spontaneity. Commercial success had seemed the only reward in life I needed. Now I ached for what I’d. She peddled her red bike all over town, her legs showed the results. She had pink toe nails. She smelled like a coconut. She was my so beautiful, cute little doll! “You really think so, John?” she asked. I nodded, staring at the puffy little pink sprouts on her chest. “I have NO boobs yet!” I shrugged, and watched my cock twitch, stretch, gain strength. She grabbed it again. “Jenni don’t...no one has touched me like that in more than a year, please.” She smiled at me, some of that. I was thinking of taking a week off if they hired at least one of my recommendations, but after this fiasco, I'm taking the time off no matter what."I asked, "How did you ever get into that field?" I started as a derivatives trader in a New York Bank right out of college. I was a pretty good trader, but not great. One day I was asked to go to the Ivys to interview the seniors..." Ivys?" I interrupted."Yes, the Ivy League schools—Yale, Dartmouth, Harvard—the bunch. Though I was a good trader.