It was moving. Now that I know it is a true story, it's even more moving. Damn, how did you sit down and put what you were feeling into words?"I was b...ack to the shrug."What other choice did I have?" I said. "I didn't want to keep it bottled up. And I didn't want to put you and Greg in an awkward position by asking you to choose sides. So, I wrote about what I was feeling and moved on." Really?" Carrie asked."Really," I stated. "I got the hints Kellie was dropping about homecoming. And I knew. "To that end youwill each spend the week learning skills and behaviours appropriate tothe opposite sex. You will dress, study, and socialise exactly if youwere a member of the other gender. Your lessons will be very genderspecific; indeed so politically incorrect that we had to get specialauthorisation from our Governors to go against Equality legislation! Youboys - now "girls" - will learn cooking and needlework, whilst the new"boys" will have classes in woodwork, car maintenance, and other. .." The Intelligence officerstopped mid-sentence and looked at her. "I am sure you don't go by Arron?What should we call you?" Amber, Ma'am. Amber Lynn Kain." A pretty name." Major Brewer smiled and continued. "Amber, we reviewedyour records and we were impressed. You qualified Expert with the M16 and9mm in Basic training and kept the qualifications for 4 years. Yougraduated from the Army Intelligence School with honors, made E-5 within3 years, were awarded several commendations, attended night. ’ ‘What about his security men, any sign of them?’ ‘No. Nothing. Not a thing.’ ‘Do you think he knows we were coming? Could he have been tipped off?’ ‘Not sure. Our orders are to watch and wait. The men are all in place and that’s what we are going to do.’ * The Polish girl lay worn out, her naked battered body tired from trying to catch the table leg and pull it towards her. Her ankle was bleeding where she had been pulling against the metal cuff around it for the past three hours. Her.