From the mess in the toilet bowl it was obvious that I could not possibly swallow any of this stuff. I debated with myself for a few precious moments ...nd then decided to risk everything onthe flush of a toilet. If the toilet didn’t have water, I would just go back out to the urinals, sit down, and wait for them to come and punish me.They would have to kill me before they would ever get me to swallow the stuff that was on that floor. Wanting to flush that fucking toilet and doing it turned out. So i would not want to have one.. so i guess i would not want to be one.. i'm happy as the 3rd gender.. the best gender.My decent begins...about 5 months ago.. I decided to take the plunge and try to be myself.. my real self. So I ordered some gurly things from china and waited the 3 to 6 weeks to get my new identity. After a very early anticipated wait.. they finally arrived, Exciting!!! So I happily try out my knew things.. and starting to feel sexy.. and took some pix.. and.. and.. and...... It couldn't be scripted. Even Tina couldn't put marks on a music sheet to describe it. It was as natural as breathing to brother and sister, born in a place that many have simply never been. The harmony was so natural as to be surreal.It was rock 'n' roll at a whole new level as Dewayne's constant screaming guitar pulled the perfect, distorted notes from the very ether at thirty-second-note intervals. The primal beat commanded everyone to dance, with one-hundred-and-fifteen decibels of. ....I felt a lot better, even though I had just been identifiedas a sissy, that she was one too... "It's great...nicole, thank you forbeing kind" I replied quietly, and she smiled at me.Most of the body jewelry was for 'men' like lots of black, and skulls,steel roses, pride flags in every design...there must be somethingfor.....Oh, there they are....back row, pink hearts....omg can I please, pleaseget those ones...they were each a single pink heart made of a dozen or sopink rhinestones in.