SHE WALKED AROUND BEHIND ME AS I WALKED AND I HEARD HER SAY OH MY I GOT SCARED WHAT IS I SAID SHE TOLD ME WHAT THE PEOPLE WERE LOOKING AT WAS THE PANT... LINE ON YOUR PANTS SHE SAID BOYS UNDERWEAR IS MADE DIFFERENT THE LINE DOES NOT REALLY SHOW GIRLS PANTYS HAVE A THIN TIGHT BAND THAT IS MORE NOTICEABLE SO PEOPLE WHO SAW YOU JUST THE WOMEN KNEW YOU WERE WEARING PANTYS.NOW I SEE WHAT YOU MEANT ABOUT THE WAY YOU WALK YOU HAVE A VERY GIRL STYLE WALK AND WEARING PANTYS SHOWS IT OFF YOU ARE VERY. After finishing I walked out of the bathroom and saw the two men standing next to the door. I then knew that Helena and I were in trouble…I began to walk to my car, but after a few steps they grabbed me and pushed me against a wall. Thinking they just wanted money, I whispered:"My purse is in the car…"The biggest one grabbed my hair and hissed into my ear: "Shut up, bitch".I felt hands roaming my body, grabbing my ass cheeks and rubbing my tits..Then the thought hit me like a hammer: those. Misty held up her hand as flashbulbs kept popping. There were obviously a lot of people there.“I’d like to introduce Shawnee Compton to you,” she said, without preamble.“Compton?” asked the interviewer. “Aren’t you going to name the baby after its father?”Misty leaned toward the microphone and smiled.“I met Shawnee’s father while I was on tour,” she said. “I bumped into him accidentally. Everybody has accidents,” she said.“You mean everybody makes mistakes,” said the interviewer.Misty kept. 00."We have $300.00 between us, can you change three of us back?" Mikki asked."No, sorry. All or none," Dannie explained.Cherrie looked at the money in her hand and at the other girls. She hated what she did last night. She hated it even more knowing that she didn't have to do it. "Will they forget they use to be men when they leave here like the last time?" Cherrie asked."No. When they leave here, no matter what form they are, they'll remember the last twenty four hours."Here," Cherrie said,.