I began to undress, handing each item of clothes to the nearest lady. As I did so, there was some debate over whether or not to be associated with my ...adness. I helped the cause by suggesting that, a lone naked man would cause concern, but one chaperoned by four elegant and responsible ladies, would hardly be seen as a threat to society. It was now a little past ten in the evening, and already the streets seemed deserted. It did not take long to have unanimous support for me to continue to. "I tried for a bit of variety for you. I hope there is something there you'll like." It all sounds great," you tell him. Did he really expect you to call him 'Jacob'?The mother directs your attention to a painting over the couch as the father goes back outside to check on the grill. "Tell me, John what do you think of this? I painted it myself!"Frankly it looks like something Mary might have done when she was about five. It's hideous! It doesn't even go with the couch! "Why it's beautiful, Mrs.. My name is Charles."The teen stared at my offered hand. Then she looked from it to my face,her own lips partly hanging open in a mask of complete confusion. Whichwas understandable, actually. I had a lot more information about thesituation and even I was still wrapping my mind around it."Charles?" She blinked, then ducked her head under the table for asecond. When she came back up, she narrowed her eyes at me. "Are yousaying you have a penis now? Jackson's experiment turned you into a ...guy?"I. Shehad illuminated my life for no more than a few brief seconds and yet Ifelt dejected beyond belief that this angelic creature was about to leaveme in darkness forever, with nothing more than her memory.But that's human existence for you - the temporary nature of everything.I closed my eyes in defeat, overwhelmed by the encounter with Her, forjust enough time to think the familiar phrase, "Swappy Lady, Swappy Lady,Swappy Lady," and as I wished myself into her I opened them, expecting tosee her.