"Frisky and affectionate, yes," she said. "Though you forgot'adventurous.'" Adventurous?"She reached up and pulled me down for a deep kiss. It was the... kind ofkiss that leaves you weak in the knees for a moment because the hungerand lust of it makes breathing secondary."Adventurous," she replied in a husky whisper. "Come with me."That kind of invitation was easy to accept.I followed her to the bedroom, and she unbuttoned my shirt. Onceunbuttoned, she untucked my undershirt and pulled it up to. I opened the door, Wendy’s parent’s room. I grabbed the phone. “Hello. Weston residence” I said, out of breath. I almost couldn’t remember their last name. “Well it’s about time Brian… where have you been.” The voice of my mother calmed me down. “Oh, I was.. uhh outside and didn’t hear it ring. What’s up?” I tried to act calm but I felt my voice was cracking a bit and my heart started to race. “Are you Ok son…you sound a bit odd..” she said. Before I could answer she went on. “Sue called. She. Burkle, Fred’s mom had cooked a feast for Thanksgiving. Invited guest in attendance included Giles, Angel, Cordelia, along with Fred and her father. Candles lit the long table and Giles was just starting to carve the turkey. Mrs. Burkles stomach grumbled as they all sat around the table. She was turning red faced as her tummy refused to settle down, cramping and loud rumbling was heard around the festive table.?Excuse me, I will be right back?Mrs. Burkle jumps up and hurries out of the. The next 4days were simply practicing what I had learned the first day with MissYoshida.On the seventh day, I was given my documentation and taken to theairport. I was given my travel bags and told that more clothes werewaiting for me at my 'parent's' home. I was happy not to be travelingalone as the clinic sent a Japanese man to guide me when I got toJapan. I boarded that plane knowing that I was going to be living as awoman for six months in a foreign culture looking like one who belongedto.