I became a prostitute. It was what I was bred for; to have and enjoy sex; what better way to make a living.”“What was it like in New York at that ...ime?”“When I first got there, I thought it was a dump. It was dirty and smelly. Most of the streets were just dirt roads. It was crowded and noisy. Remember I came from an ultra-advanced society, everything was modern and clean; and when things started getting old they tore them down and built anew. It took a lot of getting used to, but I finally was. ." I pointed both hands inward toward myself. "...is who I am." So...what about school and the guy thing?" Well...that's me as well. But I'm not comfortable that way. So I'm kindof changing, you know?"Jimmy looked at me for a moment trying to digest what I had told him,which really wasn't more than I needed to."Well, it seems to me that sooner or later you'll have to make achoice." When I enter college next fall, it'll be as a girl. I've been takingdrugs that are changing me." Hormones?" He. ’ ‘So I should be hoping for zero pain during the test tomorrow?’ I asked. ‘That’s pretty much the case.’ she answered. ‘but I have a feeling that you don’t have to be very concerned about that Brian. I looked closer at this nurse. She appeared to be about 20 to 25 years old. She was slim and had quite an attractive figure. ‘What’s your name?’ I asked. She looked up from the chart on which she was making notes. ‘I’m Brenda!’ she replied with a smile. In the light, I could see that her hair. It was huge, about the size of a football field. I tooted the horn as I eased into a parking slot, parked it, and hopped out. As I darted for the mens room, I noticed a few looks from other drivers checking me out, prolly wondering if that skinny, shirtless young punk was actually driving that truck. I ran for the piss trough, and quickly hauled out the monster. There were three others standing there as well, but at the moment, I didn't give a fuck. Cause I didn't need to piss—I had to unload a.