"As I sat next to Aunt Sharon on the sofa watching our soaps I couldn'thelp but think about what she said. Maybe I really wasn't a boy, maybe Iwas a g...rl. Look at me! I am sitting here in a denim skirt and floweredt-shirt with my legs crossed just like a girl watching soap operas. Myhair has curls in it and my fingernails and toenails are the same softpink as my lipstick and sitting next to me on the sofa is my purse. No 15year old boy would wear these or have nail polish on or have a. I looked in the mirror an was undoubtedlywoman, they even shaved and probably electrolyzed my chest and facialhair. Waking up a different sex was certainly traumatic. "Craig, how was the surgery?" My boss was there to greet me as I woke up. "Great," I said, trying to sound feminine. I wanted him to know i was upfor the job.My boss lifted my sheet to take a look at my body. I gasped, trying tocover myself. "Well, you certainly look like a woman," he said "But I want to beabsolutely convincing.". ) He Communed with the Great ones and sighed. “here we go again, he thought, as the unfolding will of grandmother sky and great-spirit overtook him, lending him their purpose and indicating the Path ahead of him. He can be excused perhaps for the slightly jaded tone of his sigh, as he had been pursuing the will of the major powers for some six hundred years. He needed a change of scenery from the ever changing scenery. Some place to settle down and relax for a decade or so. He folded his. The disaster now was that this video file had somehow leaked out and my daughter’s new boyfriend had apparently now seen it.Suddenly Izzy’s panic of the previous evening made sense, if nothing else in my life did.“What did you record it on?” I asked.“Steve’s Dad’s camera,” she said, her voice breaking into short sobs. “He’d borrowed it.”“Specially to record the two of you together?”“No, for his course. It just seemed a good idea…”“Not to waste the opportunity while you’d got it?” I asked.
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