I really think you would have slept in the park and she would have been with you. What happened?" You're right, son," Ed replied. "Too right, in fact....I have been a shit virtually all my life. What happened? I guess I met Vangie. The truth is I really don't know what did happen. She claims to be a bitch, and I guess she may have been. But do you know what? The two of us together seem to neutralize each other's poisons somehow. Under all of that camouflage she's really a wonderful person."He. ’ She mumbled. Then she straightened her shoulders and said it again. This time with more confidence. ‘Pure, please.’ She said. She had to make a decision. Mister Trevors was apparently quite drunk and with the wig and all of her make-up he didn’t recognize her. She could either ditch him and find another guy to loose her virginity to or see how this played out. She was kind of curious so she stayed and sipped from her scotch, while she studied him with her eyes. A nervous tingle in her. Soon enough I found this little old shack with the blinds down and no trespassing signs all around. I had to ask so I ignored the warning and knocked on her door. A pretty lady came to the door and asked what I wanted. I told her of my dilemma. She took one of my hands and looked at the palm. She said" You are looking and wondering what it would be like to be a woman? I asked if there was a way for that to happen. She said there was a way but it comes with side effects. I asked what they were.. I likened her to an exaggerated version of my friend Sarah. Her real-life demeanor was a mixture of vulgar and hateful. She had played a much smaller venue in Dallas two months earlier and had barely managed to sell the place out. Her first question was who Liz had bribed to sell so many tickets.Liz was peeved but she laughed it off. I was merely peeved.“Bribery is such an ugly word,” I replied, not knowing about Melissa’s earlier performance in Dallas. “Talent is what we laymen tend to call.