Do the best you can.”“We’re taking a break after this number. Settle down everyone, please?”“Ladies are you ready?”... BOTHSisters, sister...There were neversuch devoted sistersROSENever had to havea chaperone, no sirIZZYI am here to keep my eye on herBOTHCaring, sharingEvery little thingthat we are wearingROSEWhen a certain gentlemanarrives from RomeIZZYShe wore the dressand I stayed homeBOTHAll kinds of weatherWe stick togetherThe same in the rain or sunTwo different facesBut in tight placesWe. And then he pulled our toy's head off his dick. She sucked air noisily into her lungs. Buddy screamed at her, "You'll breathe when I say you can breathe!" and shoved her head back under the water. Witnessing my friend's violence against women was really a beautiful thing to behold. He was an artist of rage. Some might even call him a misogynist, but I knew better. After spending his life being cockteased by whores like this redhead, he was really just getting even with them. We were getting our. My choice became stark. Either become a woman, or become a cock-sucking woman enslaved to Jane's commands. "Davinia," I said to myself, "you might as well become the best woman you can be!"And so I ended up at a private clinic, which was one of the most expensive in the city. I booked a surgery for the following day, which they would honour, as long as I came with the cash, and signed away my life on a few legal documents. I returned to the flat, and found Jane waiting for me again."How. Mary, who I later learnt was a lesbian and fancied Lourdes like crazy,had always had something against me for stealing Lourdes from her. Atthis point she pulled out her tatoo kit and said I needed a reminder ofthis evening. Lourdes, who had also been drinking, thought this washillarious and suggested a tattoo on my thigh, just above my fishnets,of a rose and then the words "I am just a Sweet tranvestite" around thebase of the rose and "I am a Sexy Bitch" on the other thigh as they boththought.