Then I heard the footsteps behind me, what to do, do I run, better to stop and hide. As the steps became closer, my brain recognised them as female, m... rapidly beating heart slowed. The sound faded as the person walked by me, I re-emerged and started walking home again."Where are you going my pretty," the words floated back towards me."Please," a female voice replied, she sounded terrified. There was no way I was going to take on a knife welding mugger in a dark alley, my best option was to. She lifted one sneaker and brought the heel to rest on the toe of the other. “Sounds boring,” she said, whilst looking at her fingernails.The heel of Cinta's lower sneaker twisted on my leg and tore my skin. I winced at the burning sensation, but she didn't seem to notice or more likely care. I looked up towards my laptop screen and was reminded that I had a strict deadline to meet. The importance compelled me to speak up for once. “Could we be serious for a second, please Cinta?”Cinta cocked. She was simultaneously uncomfortable with the direction the conversation had gone, and also a bit amused by it. Her amusement surprised her. A few weeks ago she would have been appalled. “A refined person does not speak on such topics at all, and if they must, the most polite term is breasts.”Tonya looked from Janie’s chest to her own. “You might have breasts. Pretty sure mine are just tits.”Janie’s mouth opened in a silent ‘O’ of sympathy and heartbreak. She had no idea what to say. “Oh,. “Why not honey, you know you are totally believable as a woman , even your voice has changed!” I coughed nervously, I had been lightening my voice as the weeks passed! “But they will want references etc!” I said. “Yes I have that covered, you know Louise is leaving the profession to take up primary school teaching? Well you will become Louise and we will give her childcare references to you, she’s happy about it.” I thought for a while, “Well I guess I could at least try the interview I can.