.I uh.. I just.. no one ever.. I mean.. I .. oh.. god.. I don't know what I mean... " I broke down, crying."Now, now, no need to be doin' that. You go...t a name, girl?" I nodded. It was strange, being called "girl" by a man who appeared to be almost 10 years younger than men. (T looked to be about my age.) "I'm uh.. I'm Becky." Okay, Becky, now, you stop that cryin' you hear? I never liked hearin' a bitch cry, 'cept maybe in the middle of a gang bang. Now, I heard a few bitches cry then, cummin'. I went to my computer and sat down, I needed to look up women’s sizes. I spent a couple of hours looking at different catalogues in how to size myself up. I got out a tape measure and stripped naked again. From what I could figure out I was a 34d bust, 23 waist, 36 hips. Don’t you wish your girlfriend was hot like me, hehe. I finally understood that song. Armed with that information I drove down to the mall. It seemed strangely quiet. I was wearing dark glasses that were a little too big for. ." he paused to think, waving the business card about in his hand, "my decade long annual event, mind you, being all mysterious and, down right fucking weird, to tell me that my 'passion' and my 'anger' called you?" Yes."Liam sat in his seat, shaking his head, the business card still in his hand. Lou just sat in his seat, a contented smile on his face. Another shake of his head and Liam finally realized that he had the business card in his hand. The back of the card was facing him, but he could. When I was suddenly thrown another into the pool. There was a problem, I could not swim. I tried again to get out of the pool but could not. Eventually, 2 lifeguards jumped into the water and rescued me. But I was not responsive. The lifeguard took me out of the water, put me on the stretcher and took me in a locked room. Civil servants me until I was again accessible. They fixed me while I peed into my swimsuit. They pulled me out of my swimsuit and pulled me a diaper. They told me that the.