'Probably!' she snapped.She discouraged any further conversation, got herself some toast, coffee, and a glass of water for breakfast, then announced s...he was going out.Barney and I had been watching her, waiting for the storm to break, but so far she'd kept her tongue between her teeth, and succeeded in keeping both her lovers on edge. She slammed out of the house and I felt the tension go with her.'She's pregnant, I guess, ' Barney said.'Reckon, ' I responded. 'That was a load of bullshit,. They thought the outward sexual display would re-create the balance between male and female offspring. They were wrong. Their biology had changed so much due to the proximity of their sun, but to this day, they still live in this way and still think it will one day, make a difference.Every woman does her best to get pregnant. There is a high mortality rate of course, and those that give birth are considered more useful to the commune than those that do not. Harsh it may be, but it’s necessary. I love the compliments, the attention, the fawning. I like being the center of attention. The mirror is my best friend. Sure, I feel like I was born the wrong sex, but lets be honest here. I was born male and rather than delude myself with some psych dilemma, I try to be honest with myself.A few years back, I got to know this one beautiful pre-op real well. This beautifully computer graphically enhanced fantasy person deluded themselves and lived like in a total unreal world. All the stories. We had met a couple of times before I got to meet her husband Ray. Lucy and Ray had arranged to come to my house one Saturday night for some food , drink and fun, but I had no idea what sort of fun they had in mind. After a couple of drinks we went upstairs to the bedroom and Ray brought a bag with him which contained a tripod and video camera. Lucy had gone to the bathroom and when she returned she had taken her clothes off and was standing there in a black basque, stockings, heels and a.