The walk home is not a long one.Laying her down on my bed I strip the heavy leather off of her. She groans and makes pain faces but her eyes do not op...en. I wash the blood off of her. Only a few of the wounds bleed and those I slap gauze onto and tape down. When I am done I cover her in the blankets and then I sit down in a chair.A few hours go by. When she starts to stir I get up and brew a cup of the tea for her. As I come back into the room with it her eyes are watching me."I have wondered so. See the article on Ms. Grisham on how becoming a female has affected her writing on page 48.Cheers and Jeers: Jeers......to the producers of "Frasier". They have written many jokes about switched individuals, but expect us to believe that not one of the five main characters swapped bodies with anyone after the great switch just because the five actors happened to be among the lucky few who didn't swap in real life. Come on, guys, NO real family came away unchanged in some way in real life.. ..sweetie.....at least you're not too tall or too heavy. That's abit help. Are you sure it's gotta be 'girlie girl'?"I nodded, my mouth was too dry for speech. Grinning, she rummaged in thebags she had dumped on my bed. After some searching she pulled out apair of light yellow and white stripey ankle socks. "Get them on andlets see." I bent down and pulled the short socks on, aware of theslight lace trim on the socks. "See.....very girlie and much morerealistic than stockings on a first date.". Approaching quietly, he paused to admire her body. Ava's only clothing was a short night gown, barely covering her, ending high on her pale thighs.Although she had a strong and proud persona inside the Lord's house, she was completely unused to the heat and appeared very weakened. With no clothing or shade, her pale skin was slightly reddened on her calves and neck, and now she shivered in the cool night's wind. Adding to her already weakened state, she also had not eaten or drank the whole.