“Great,” I replied, smiling back at her, “I’d like that.” Oscar “yahoooed!” out the window of Jessy’s car as they sped off in fron... of us. I wondered if we would see either of those two the rest of the weekend. Carla giggled as Iowa held the back door open for her, and I made myself comfortable in the front seat next to Becky. Although we started some conversation as we headed to Becky’s off-base house, soon there were only sloppy wet noises coming from the back seat as Carla and Iowa. ”“THIRD? How many did you fight?”“Four. And don’t worry. It was one at a time.”Kate broke her own rule and hit me after a run, before getting checked out. Forgetting that I was wearing armor, she hurt her hand and then yelled at me for hurting her.She was emotionally messed up and couldn’t stop crying. Not that I was dumb enough to comment on it.“So, what’s going on?” Something was obviously up if they were both here waiting for me.“Go shower. The hot isn’t on, but you stink.” Ah, they weren’t. Seeing the live video of reporters and the protesters running away from our Molotov cocktails made my day - that a few moments ago they were championing as a right of protest - was hilarious.I just knew repercussions would be coming or at least I thought they would. From the shootout in the back to the bottle throwing and fire out front elimination of the sharp shooter, all state department personal world-wide could see it live on the State Department system surely there would be those that. We visited a specialist who was told about my history. Upon hearing that I was indeed living full time as a young female, he immediately put me on female hormones. These were to be as strong as possible with constant supervision and check-ups to give me a female puberty. They would over ride the effects of my male genetics and help me develop a more feminine appearance and overall attitude, both mentally and physically.Well, the results couldn't have been more enjoyable. After only three weeks.