She turned in her seat and looked for the source. They were barely ten feet away."Asif! Long time, no see. How are you? I thought you were going back ...ome to Israel to take care of your mother?"The man, presumably 'Asif', leaned in and gave the woman a quick peck on the cheek. He was tall and fit looking. Loosely curled black hair above an attractive face, light colored skin with a sort of golden tint, and kind eyes. He wore a maroon, button up shirt with the tails out, blue jeans and casual. “Oh my god!” Diane and Brenda each replied, placing a hand on their chest in disbelief.“Oh thank you, Daddy!” Diane expressed, hugging and kissing Dan. Brenda and Brad each did the same.“Now Diane, you can finish nursing school and have no student loan to pay off. Brenda, you want to change from Law to Journalism you can go right ahead, and Brad your education would also be paid for. And the cost of your education is separate from your money, your mother and I are paying for that. But we too. Herself ... downward into the bowl, she completed her task.Once finished, she wondered if she had to wipe herself? But she stared down fascinated at what she was holding in her hand! It was Ron! Or at least it was what made Ron a man!Washing her face and brushing her teeth, Kim got ready for bed, but somehow it didn't feel right to dress Ron's body in her own pajamas, so she decided to sleep in Ron's boxers. Moving to the light switch, she passed a mirror and stopped, staring at herself!. " Lisa Douglas stomped her wingtips in anger. "Ahh... Do you hear that?" Oliver Douglas said, cupping an ear. "No mangled English. My barrister's rhetorical training is already beginning to heal." +++ Stripped to the waist, Oliver Douglas was standing over the kitchen sink with the pump handle, squirting dishwashing liquid soap on the borrowed-and-his-only-shirt, trying to keep the milk from setting in. "Oh, this is ridiculous. I should remember my Army training. They were very particular.