By and large however, I got by.People got to know me, then accept me and soon it wasn't long before Imanaged to cut out a niche for myself. Yes I was ...he neighbourhood'swhite, limey, transvestite but now I had become their white, limeytransvestite. The local people, who were pretty badly treated themselves, actuallybegan to feel sympathy for an alien who had to endure Hollywood fedprejudices just as they endured the same issues, namely as to how theywere represented in films back in. Now I often went to escort house alone too, the manager is a very good professional person, treat me like his daughter, often advised me how to be more professional, never tried to force me.In a short time I was able to choose customers of my choice, in my list, there were some special customers, non-drunk, kind, mannered and scary persons, security is everything for them, so it was easy for me to handle them and earn.There are some retired judges, bureaucrats, businessmen and men holding good. Not for a minute. "Just leave her alone," were my parting words to "Rodolfo". Fag name. Black son-of-a-bitch fag, trying to fish in my pond!I had to get calmed down before I went home, otherwise my old man would step in and I didn't want that. Maybe I did. Have to think about that.I went to the Cheerleaders practice in the gym. They were working on routines for basketball games. I sat down and watched. All 8 of "my" girls were there from today, including Becky. Must have been the way I sat,. Right out of the shower, I caught Kronk at his locker.I was in a towel. Kronk was, as usual, just strutting around in the buff, his hair slicked back.“Hey, I’ve got an offer for you.”“What’s that, Jake?”“I need to get a girl into the Homecoming Dance, can you be her date?”“Anyone I know?”“I don’t think so. She goes to Central.”“What’s she look like?”I tilted my head a little as I was thinking Kronk would have been an easy sell.“Her name’s April. She’s short and blond and she’s stacked,” I held.