Hell, I'll give em a tug if they slip me a benji. You can fuck yourself Marnie. I've got this." She talks herself up one last time, then opens the bat...room door. Toni sweeps by grabbing her arm and pulling her along. "Two minutes left sweethea...", Her voice trails as she gawks at Shae's costume, still rushing them both toward the stage. "What the fuck, little girl?!", Toni asks, gripping her arm sharply. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Toni's expression passes between anger and. And the strangest part was that he felt this power deep inhis body. Like a feeling that said he could fight. He could win! And so he backed up an told the boy to put up his fists. As the kid chaged him he heard a voice in his head. Telling him what do do. When to do it. And how to do it. A voice that sounded powerful an wise. After he won and he was over the boys d he stood and he heard the voice tell him to say something."Tell him you are now his enemy."said the voice. "and enemies are shown. "It's okay. I was just admiring the place. Seriously, I can live withit for now, and thank you Monica, thank you too Julie," Mark said movinginto the room gratefully. The mirror made him smile a little more givenhe looked suitably dressed for the rooms decor.Mark chuckled and added to himself in a whisper as he opened his robe ashe stood in front of the full length closet mirror and said, "hey dad,want to see just how sissy Cissy is?" Man, that went better than expected," Monica said."It did. Two days later I received a call from a woman who left her number with the following message:"Hi, my name is Mildred. My son saw your ad and is interested in an interview. Please call me at ###-####."I called Mildred and found out Michael was a high school graduate enrolled at San Francisco State and was due to begin classes in 3 weeks. He was 19 and lived in the East Bay with his parents, but wanted to stay in the city during the school week and commute home weekends and holidays.Michael had.