Chapter 3

George sat back in his seat deep in thought. Could it really be possible? It seemed almost like a dream come true, oddly he wasn’t aware that it was his dream until he read the book. This was almost like the missing piece of the puzzle of why his life had never quite fit.

He was sure of one thing though, Eva was wrong, he wasn’t about to fight this, he was going to embrace this opportunity as soon as he could.

He realised after he had sat thinking that it had grown late as he read the journal and he was tired. Carefully putting the books away for tonight George made his way to bed.

George dreamt of the Goddess that night. She was a beautiful creature that at once was all woman and part woman, part man. Her beauty left George breathless yet in the morning he couldn’t say exactly what she looked like. In his dreams he spent the night making love to her, one moment George was a woman being taken by the Goddess’ huge weapon. Then he would be a man ravishing this beauty that was suddenly all female. Then both he and the Goddess were hermaphrodites and making love in several different positions.

George woke to a cold wet bed, judging by the mess he had ejaculated several times during the night. Feeling embarrassed and uncomfortable George sponged himself off at the sink as best he could and stripped the bed. Pulling on his dressing gown and grabbing a clean towel he left his room and made his way to the shared bathroom. Thankfully it was empty and George locked the door and started the bath filling. Relaxing in a hot bath George thanked God, no sorry, the Goddess that it was a Sunday morning and the other people on this floor were probably sleeping off their hangovers from last night, that meant he would have the bathroom to himself for a while this morning.