We’ll look it up back in the dorm.” The film had to be stopped again when one of the instructors said, “Harry, I victimized you and I am sorry. ...I will never, ever, do that again.” We were all booing, yelling ‘bull shit,’ and a couple of students threw popcorn at the screen. We didn’t think that the film makers had been going for campy, but they sure as shit achieved it. No wonder it was a favorite comedy of the Dean. The philately scene (that’s a fancy word for stamp collecting”) brought. I just wanted more.And before the night was over I got it, too. - 2 -I woke to confusion the next morning, momentarily startled to find myself in bed with a man, before memories of yesterday and awareness of my altered body kicked in. Sighing, I relaxed and snuggled up to Kelly, who was already awake. I was a woman, a heterosexual woman. One day that would probably feel entirelyunremarkable, but not today."This is the first day of our new world," said Kelly. "This is. She had just gotten off the phone with her son and made plans to go up to visit him this weekend. He'd picked a college just out of state and it wasn't easy for him to come home to visit. In fact she hadn't seen him since Christmas and then he'd only stayed for a couple of days before returning.She tried to get her husband, Bill, to go with her, but as usual he was a stick in the mud and would rather sit around reading or watching bowling on TV. That was fine with her. She had plans to hang out. A bitchy little smirk spread across her face. “Don’t worry Rubber Chicken,” she taunted. “You can just tell them you let me win because you didn’t want to hurt my feewings.” She popped a bubble of pink bubblegum, giggled, and then skipped after the guys.A second later Becky and I were sitting on opposite sides of a picnic bench. She was too short to reach across the table. Her tiny hand couldn’t reach all the way around mine, but she got enough of her fingers and thumb around to get a grip. And.