‘What makes you think you deserve this pussy?’ ‘Because you know I have the best sex,’ I whispered. ‘You’re crazy,’ Carmen laughed. �...You’re funny, I’ll give you that. Come on and give me the best sex, Nature Boy!’ Carmen took me by the hand and we exited the lounge. After signing a few CDs and taking a few pictures with fans, Carmen asked me, ‘Where is your ride?’ ‘The Lamborghini right there on the corner,’ I told her. ‘Let’s go, playboy!’ Carmen hollered. We hopped inside the car and hit. I wanted everything to be perfect.” “You do look nice,” Doris said. “Even when you’re a mess, you still look nice to me. Now. Let’s get your knee looked after. Go over and sit on the couch and take off your hose, while I rummage through the medicine cabinet in your bathroom. You must have band aids and Neosporin.” As she was talking, Doris had stridden into the bathroom, and opened the cabinet. “Do you want an aspirin for the pain?” she called out. “No thank you,” Carla replied. Doris. I felt Mom let me down, but I couldn't be mad at her, not after all she'd been through; and anyway maybe she didn't understand me when we were talking. Did I really say I wanted to be a girl? Or was it just a fantasy, something that I didn't want to happen except in my dreams? Or maybe I didn't really know for sure. Over and over those questions filled my head.The next morning I stayed in bed long after I usually get up. Didn't even go down stairs for breakfast. "Get up sleepy head. We've got. They pounded the new body image into my head.* * *At two months, I was noticing slight changes to my body from the constant deluge of female sex hormones, pills, growth enhances, and who knows what else they were giving us. I was sure that there was some swelling in my breasts, and my aereolas were larger now. My skin felt softer (although we were also applying creams and lotions every day too). By now, all my facial-hair had been zapped by lasers and I didn't have to shave anymore. My back and.