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completely different people. She is not you and you mentally, that is. Physically, you

are not her

traded bodies."

"And that is why we both came to see you in the first place, isn't it?" I asked

"Yes," she continued. "The doctor in Denver sent us the recommendation along with the details of your past experience."

"I don't remember a doctor in Denver," I said.

"There's a great deal about Denver you don't remember," she replied kindly. "Several months ago you were accosted near your apartment, forced into an automobile for obvious reasons and later found in a park by the police. You had been badly beaten."

I was puzzled. "I'm afraid the reasons I was forced into an automobile aren't quite so obvious to me."

"You were dressed as

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a woman.

My face reddened as she went on.

"The intent

of the hold-up men apparently went beyond robbery and when they discovered your secret, they took out their disappointment on you. When you were taken to the hospital, they knew that your treatment would have to involve more than the patching of a few bruises."

aloud.

"Had I been living as a woman?" I wondered

"You would dress and go out when you had the chance."

I pressed Juniper to tell me more but she in- sisted that what was gone from my mind was best for- gotten. Our talk was interrupted as the waitress returned and took our lunch order. "Now then,"

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