. damn ... I’ve broken my ankle. I was sitting up when the ambulance arrived with Joey holding my ankle to keep, it stable. It was already turning b...ue and swelling. The EMT cut my ankle strap on my sandal ... damn ... ruined that sandal I thought. They put me in a leg splint and ice pack then took me to the ER on the other side of the campus. One of my staff had called Robbie who was on the way. When he arrived he saw Joey standing beside me at my bedside and I saw a strange curious look on. She soon found out as she left the apartment building and crossed the street to walk to work.She was not dressed as she had been the day before, but the workers had obviously not forgotten what she looked like. As she passed the construction site, Abbey was embarrassed to hear the comments that were shouted at her. The least crude comment was “puta” which means ‘whore’ in Tagalog. Others shouted how much they had enjoyed fucking her and asked when they could expect her next visit.Abbey’s face. Not a single round had been fired from the shotgun, but it was a weapon at a crime scene, so the rules said take it. They took it.While I was there, I picked up a set of thermal knit underwear tops and bottoms. I had to buy boys sizes but that was okay. Gwen finally had something she could ask me about. She seemed almost orgasmic at the prospect."Do you often buy men's clothes?" Gwen asked to try to get me into the whole 'Gender bending' thing I expect."Usually its women's or teenage boys. ." Tongue?" Yes, and also ... um..." he leaned in closer and whispered in my ear. "Cunt lips." Where?" I swear I hadn't heard him correctly.He just looked down at my crotch. My eyes turned as round as saucers. "You mean??"He just nodded.And so I found my self at the piercing and body-tattoo parlor. It was one that Carla had recommended, run by a woman, actually, strictly for other women.After I got my belly button pierced, I went out and purchased a flirty halter top which showed my bare.