The following day at work, I made some time to walk into Sarah's office for a chat. She was happy to see me, and we spent twenty minutes or so talking... about nothing in particular.I asked if she fancied another drink after work, and happily she said yes.We went back to the same pub and sat at the same table and soon we were once again chatting away as before.All too soon it was time to go home. We walked back to our cars that were parked next to each other in the car park. I felt awkward in. Tell me the truth. Were you doing drugs at the parties Jan took you to?"I blushed because I knew she was right. I had gotten high the first time Jan and I went to a party. She handed me a joint. What was I supposed to do? I was in 8th grade living every nerd's dream of dating the cheerleader. She and her friends wanted to go hang out with the stoners at lunch and get high, too. I remembered Tami calling me on it. I thought taking a breath mint would help. I forgot my clothes reeked of. ”“I know what the will says. He told me what the kids would do or say. Sir was a very smart man. Will you take care of me for the next month? Then we can figure out what to do next. I just don’t want to be alone or unprotected.”“Sure, you are family in my eyes.”“Will you take the collar off? I still don’t want to be the one to take it off.”We were standing on the sidewalk under a large poplar. I undid the buckle and put the collar in my pocket before taking her hand. “Did you want to talk at. That's when the real shock happened.I looked down and found that I wasn't wearing pants, but for someincomprehensible reason, I was now wearing a skirt. Then I noticed therest. The bumps pushing out of my chest. I shook my head trying toclear it of this delusions that I was obviously having, and felt longhair whipping back and forth.Even more stunned, I forced myself to walk to the bathroom mirror,horrified to see that the bathroom was now decorated in pink. Lookinginto the mirror, I saw.