"Before I had a chance to tell him exactly what I thought of his job performance as the leader of all the rats in the whole rat world, I found that I ...as transported to an open field filled with a herd of milk cows shuffling back to the barn to be milked by the cold machinery that drained their swollen udders of the vitamin packed liquid still more expensive than a gallon of petrol.The grass was tickling my bare skin and one of my feet was buried in a mound of pungent smelling offal deposited. She said that she was a fan of zeke81 too so when she found a folder containing all of zeke81’s stories on our computer she was amazed to find that we were both a fan of the same Literotica author. She hadn’t figured it out…she didn’t know that I was zeke81…she just thought I was a fan like she was. I finally raised my eyes from the table and looked into her gorgeous green eyes as she sat across the table. I asked her if she was really a fan of zeke81…she said that she most certainly was…she. I will wear light makeup but my face will be as luminous and beautiful as a cameo. My lovers will be sensitive, creative men and beautiful, gifted girls. My lifestyle will be joyous because it will have no boundaries. That is the life that I want and the type of woman I want to be. I shall take the name Marta or Hannah.I have modeled myself after all of those women at different times. Many pictures of me show my metamorphosis from boy-child to woman. Yes, I was born in a boy's body but that was. The beer and weed combine to make me light on my feet. I reach over and grab my little Sony box and turn it on to a college radio station. It is finishing up with a Hammerbox song and then goes straight into ‘Yu gung,’ by Einsturzende Neubauten. It is a steely grinding torture, and I stay up and allow the music to flow within me. ‘Have you ever been in love, Jack?’ ‘Once.’ The music is screaming and grinding and Blixa Bargeld is shrieking, ‘FUTTER MEIN EGO!’ ‘Really.’ ‘Yeah, really.’ Her eyes.