As Janey, now Jack, had hoped, adopting a new gender inspired a series of other life changes as well. He quit his job (staying would have been no problem--as the saying went, the only people who got fired for changing sex anymore were sperm donors and wet nurses) and found a new and better paying one without much difficulty. He joined a gym to keep his new body in top shape and acquired a new wardrobe. His diet drifted in a carnivorous direction and his alcohol consumption from white wine to pale ale.
Like most people enjoying their new sex, he had masturbated on the first night. The male orgasm, he decided, made up for its relatively superficial quality with its far greater ease of access. But it would probably be a lot more fun with a partner? Since changing, Jack had found himself compulsively, if discreetly, ogling women. He still felt a little shy, without much experience in how to make the first move--Janey had been passive in her attitude towards romantic partners, one reason she had so few.
And then, one night, the phone buzzed. . .