How strange that in a world where I have athousand photos of me taken every day they would decide to put a bad oneon the cover of a magazine. Who car...es I guess; it's not like I can evenread Chinese.Mother holds the magazine up for the young woman standing by the windowto see. "Well," she says, "What do you think?" The woman doesn'tanswer, but it's obvious that her opinion's no different than my mothers.With that mom tosses it into the trash and moves onto the next magazine. Sometimes I. She cringed and let out a small shriek as her other orb was exposed to the onslaught. Now she was massaging both breasts. You have to move your hands for me to continue, I said as I wound to the towel tighter. It hurts too much, she pleaded, her teary eyes looking into mine. I felt a little sorry for her, but a part of me was also relishing her pain. So I used the same card they had been using on me the whole time. If were going to win the 100 thousand, you need to co-operate. She reluctantly. She rang the doorbell but no one came running. So she pushed in the button and held it in and could hear it ringing. ‘Why the fuck are you in a hurry? Give me a break you house-calling religious asshole.’ God the guy sounded angry. The door flew open and Danni, a 26-year-old pale blonde with pale skin and full and very red lips, swallowed at the guy who looked perhaps under thirty. He’d glared at her and shouted ‘What? I was in the fucking shower… er oh sorry miss.’ ‘It’s Mrs.’ ‘You are too. I want to keep my job."In the beginning, I didn't understand everything I'd agreed to. But Ididn't have much in the way of family I'd have to explain it to, and noreal relationships outside of the company. We held a full meeting of theboard of directors the next day, where we all signed a secret contract.It stipulated that I would be ostensibly fired, have my genderreassigned through the company's own retroviral process, and thenrehired to replace my male self. I would continue to work for.