And oh... in no way is this humblefable meant as a slur against pig-mask wearing transvestite ballerinas.######################################IN THE...NIXON BATHROOM- A Fable For Our Times. Copyright "The Gimp" 2007.The two secret service men stood silently at attention outside the door.They knew they must never enter when he was inside there, and that even during the gravest emergency they should merely knock and wait for him to emerge, something that could take up to fifteen minutes. . Oooh! That felt good! “Ardsley On Hudson! Next station stop is Ardsley!” the conductor bellowed from the far end of the car. I looked out the window as the train slowed to a stop. Several people were standing on the platform, looking bored, but this is the life of a commuter. Long periods of travel into the city and back again, to make a living but still have a lawn to mow and live the American dream. A house in the ‘burbs’, 2.4 kids, a mini-van, and a workaholic husband. Just what every girl. I looked at her and said " Ok girlfriend, what's so funny?" She laid down her cards and I looked. Her hand held two kings, two nines and a six. Damn, we had drawn a dead on tie. Stan looked at both of us, and we looked at each other. "Well" I said "looks like we both win. What should we have this man do Judy?" She looked at me and I could already tell what she was thinking. Stan looked at us a little puzzled as I got up and went into the bathroom. I quickly came back in and handed him. I got up and walked over to the sink with the chain clanging along thefloor. My right ankle wasn't broken and the sprain seemed minor. There,over the sink, was a mirror slightly angled down which gave a clear viewof all of what was now me."Shit, Shit, Shit," I cried out as I looked at myself.My hair was curled and fashioned like a girl's. The tilt in the mirrorshowed me what I already knew; I was hairless except for my head and thelittle heart shaped patch over my penis. I looked more girl than.