And then help you get there. If you want to be a 24/7 all the time I will stand behind you. Even pay for your sex change operation when you are old en...ugh. Or just a sissy/boy who I will help become the special girl she wants to be, or just the boy who wants to dress in my clothes when he wants too. Or if you decide to just throw out my old stuff, that would be okay with me." Thank You Mom," I cried."Now why don't you go get dressed." I am already dressed." Dean is dressed, but Jennifer isn't.". Not now, not ever. Because the laws against its use are retrospective. And that was only the half of it. Even if you could hide your power source and bury it safely away some day, the power still fucked you up inside. In ways that were hard to pick at first, and hard to control in the end. Little ways which become huge motherfuckers of ways. Lies. No, not lies at first. Just undisclosed times and details. But the lies come soon enough. The secret times of connecting to the power. The fact that. Kim, Sally, Brad and Paul walked over to the two embarrassed teens and Sally giggled."So, Craig, how was your first head job from a girl?" Sally asked.Craig stuttered, looked at Cindy and said, "Oh my God, you're a girl!" You bet your ass I am," Cindy said, putting her arm around his waist.The teens all laughed at Craig's quick wit. They milled around for a moment and then Craig finally spoke. "It was really nice, you know, a girl doing it and all. I don't think it will change me, but I would. You did drugs, hung out with the wrong crowd, and subsequently got yourself arrested. However, the moment the government official arrived at your cell, everything changed. The dubious Special Department of Public Services had chosen you and a number of other incarcerated women there with you for their Public Use program. At first, you were reluctant and unwilling. You knew what Public Service Sluts were and what they did for a living in a city where public sex was now legal, but you had no.