The date of the issue was March 1974. Now everything was starting to make sense. The Marcia Brady hairstyle, the wild clothing, the eight-tracks. St...ill, I needed more proof, so I turned on the old-fashioned "portable" television resting on the corner of the dresser.The picture took a few moments to come into focus, but the message couldn't be any clearer as I watched the coverage of President Nixon's press conference unfold before my eyes. Not only had I changed sex, but had somehow been. " Yes ... do that..."A laugh finally escaped Anthony, drawing a glare from Hannah. He could only grin in return. Seeing the man wasn't going to break, wasn't going to see the seriousness of the matter, she broke down herself and laughed, shaking her head. He put an arm around her waist, hugging her against him."What do you think, does that qualify as wild monkey love?" God!" She put her face in her hands, stopping before the entrance, composure gone again."I say we don't tell them," he went on,. I did toy with the idea of skipping high school in favor of home schooling because classes were awfully boring there at the last of the school year. However, I did reconsider when I realized that I needed the high school experience to determine if I was really cut out to be a politician.There was not much in the way of political spots for Freshmen, but I did decide to run for Class President. That was really only a ceremonial job that would require my attendance at about four or five functions. "After that chore was taken care of, and the girls had made some iced tea, they settled at a table in the shade. People were still going at it. A slight rise in the ground behind the lodge kept anyone in the woods below from seeing what was going on. This was the perfect place, and a perfect day, for sitting outside, naked, and watching their friends fuck, suck, and lick."I've never been to one of these before," Marie confessed. "Are they all like this?" It depends upon where it is," Crystal.