Reverse Sweep

By Jeff Baker

Eli was sitting in the hotel window wearing just a pair of jeans looking buff and tanned.

“Over there,” he said pointing. “I lived there about ten years ago.”

“Yeah?” Mack said.

“Back when I was going to school,” Eli said. “I was doing graduate work but I never finished it.”

“Life takes some funny twists,” Mack said, pouring himself a soda from the small hotel fridge.

“Tell me about it,” Eli said. “I really never expected I’d be back here and, and, oh boy…”

Eli stiffened, suddenly doubled over as if he’d sneezed. When he stood up again, he had long hair and a complete female anatomy.

“This has got to stop,” Eli said. “All the people who are paying money to transition and it happens to me all the time.”

“Yeah,” Mack said. “But I’ll tell you one thing.” He stepped over and kissed Eli. “It sure comes in handy that I’m Bi!”

“Mmmm-Hmmmm!” Eli and Mack kissed again.

“Hey, maybe you should start calling yourself Elinore?”

“Shut up and kiss me!”

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