After Jen woke up she started to cry. I assured her that I loved her, that the night before wouldn't change our marriage. We made love. I was dying to... get more details of the previous night, but I knew the memory was too close. Over the next few days Jen told me everything."How was he?" We were in bed caressing each other. After Jen didn't respond, I said, "I know you're afraid of hurting my feelings, but you won't, I promise. Please tell me, I want —" He was good," Jen interrupted. "He was. Anyway, I went inside, and it turns out Dr. Grey had just given Alan ashotto counteract the hormones in his system. The problem had gotten worse,and Alan said Dr. Grey was treating him for the imbalance. Imbalance wasan understatement at this point. I mean, Alan now had b cup breasts thatpointed out of his t-shirt -- actually Darlene's t-shirt. He was feedingthe baby with a bottle, in a pink t-shirt and sweat pants, his breastspoking out high and proud."Alan, what the hell???" I said to him.He. "Me and mom and dad thought that was the most important thing." Thanks, Lu," I said. "That's the right thing to say, forever."Well, Friday at 1 p.m. rolled around and Mr. B. and Lu and I went to see Mr. Fellsmore. He said my mom and dad had set things up so that there would be a trust for me. That everything they owned would be in the trust, except of course, my personal things. He also said that they had individual life insurance policies, and another policy in case they both died in the same. The twenty minute drive gave them time to discuss their plans for the day. "I got a call from John Hardwick yesterday," he said. Hardwick was the principal at Michelle's school."What did he want?" asked Michelle, suddenly leery about what a principal might tell a parent. She was no angel, but she couldn't remember any deeds that would warrant a call from her principal to her father."He asked if I could help chaperone the dance tonight." The school was hosting a fall social event that night."Oh,.