After forty-seven minutes, he spotted his target - a metallic red 2009 Mercury Grand Marquis. Kelvin knew the Negro liked sissies in drag so this woul... be an easy pull. Kelvin wiggled his ass. The car pulled over. They spoke briefly."Yo, wassup," the tall, thug driver inquired."Nothing, daddy! I just need some dick," the walking trick revealed."You got a place? I just want some head!" Yeah. I'm over at King's Court Inn." "Oh shit! Dat straight bitch! Get in!" Okay! I'm NuNu. What about you,". "Use my shampoo, conditioner and body wash."I groaned again.When I got into the shower, I looked in the mirror to see what Kathy wasseeing. I looked like a woman. My hair was now shoulder length andmostly dark brown except for the tips. I clearly had defined breasts.My torso with wider hips had the hint of an hourglass figure. The fatthat used to be around my gut seems to have shrunk or moved... elsewhere.My face... My face looked like my sister's face. It was softer andlacked any masculine. She liked to draw scary comics and dressed differently. The only color you’d see in her closet was black. Her mother and father thought she spent too much time by herself. She was a good student and maintained high marks. Her parents let her experiment with her look and didn’t get too involved with what she’d come up with to wear. Her hair was often different colors and she liked black eyeliner. She was interested in makeup and spent time learning how to use it.She also had a nose piercing. I could text her and tell her something came up. My brother needs me to help him with moving some furniture. I have to take my grandmother to the hospital. The dog died. Anything. I get out of the car and head for the entrance. The second I walk in, I see her. How could I miss her? How could anyone? ‘Stay casual. Laid back. You’re in control.’ I move to a nearby table and sit down casually, thumbing through the menu in front of me. She glides effortlessly to the side of the table. I swear she.