“Look at us.” Joe said. “We look like two women…I mean, I guess we ARE
“But if they change you back, it can be like it was, can’t it?” Linda
“If that happens, I still want to get married…that is if you still say
yes.” Joe smiled.
“I’m ready as soon as you can arrainge it.” Linda assured him, tossling
the hair of his hairpiece.
Joe reached up and quickly but carefully pulled the wig off, and tossed
it on the low table in front of them.
“This darn thing is hot and irritating.” Joe said. “I guess I look
better with it, but I sure wish I didn’t need it.”
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“Do you want to go back to being Sam?”
“What? But Colonel Hampton said-”
I know what he said,” Janet interrupted. “What has been done
is easily changable. Even if you have no facial hair, all you’d
need to do is get a crewcut, change clothes, take out your
earrings, and everyone would assume you are a man. But now you’re
at a decision point.
“For what I am going to say now, I do not want an answer.
Promise me you won’t say a word to me until tomorrow morning or
later if you need the time. All right?”
“This is the choice: you can go down the impersonation road
with facial surgery and breast implants. It’ll fool most of the
people. When you’re done, Dr. Trotti can make you look almost the
way you look now. Not quite, but almost.
“The other option is more permanent. Instead of implants,
you’d start hormones. We’ll schedule you for voice surgery, your
voice will be higher forever. The facial surgery will be more
extensive. And finally, if you make it that far, you’d go through
sexual reassignment surgery. At that point, you’d be as female as
chemistry, training, and surgery can make you.
Doris showed up carrying two purses, one of them was for
Anderson. She showed him what cosmetics to carry, enough for field
repairs. He looked at the wallet, it had a Wisconsin driver’s
license in the name of Sherry Anderson, complete with photograph
and signature. There was also a VISA and American Express credit
cards, a pilot’s license (private, instrument airplane), medical
certificate and a radiotelephone permit in Sherry’s name. There
was also $52.47 in cash.
“All those are legal,” Doris said. “Anyone who checks with
the DMV or the FAA will find Sherry Anderson listed. Give me your
Anderson went to find them and handed them over.
“You’ll get these back in a while. Now we have an appointment
with a voice coach. You really need help there, Sherry.”
“I know I sound like a man, but why do you say that?”
Anderson asked the logical question: “Now what?”
“We’ll handle this just like a standard set of permanent
orders.” He pulled the desk drawer open and handed Anderson a
piece of paper, it was another set of BuPers message orders. When
the standard wording was translated, it read that Lt Anderson was
to be detached from his current duty station, take 30 days’ leave
(known as “delrep” for “delay in reporting”) and report to the
military air terminal at McGuire Air Force Base in civilian
clothes; he was not to use his own vehicle to get there. His
personal effects (known as “household goods” or “HHG”) were to be
put in storage at government expense for the duration of the
orders. “You won’t be stationed at McGuire,” Col. Hampton
explained, “That’s where we’ll be picking you up. Bring three
days’ worth of clothes. The Commodore of DesRon 2 has already
written a detaching fitness report, you’ll sign it when you get to
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