He had to be at least 6’5′ and close to 300 pounds, he was build like a linebacker. With short-cropped dark hair and dark, nearly black eyes, this... man, whoever he was, was very intimidating. ‘Miss Sandy? Tanks fer seeing me.’ ‘I don’t usually see men without an appointment, Mr …?’ ‘Youse can call me Lenny. I’ll get right to da point. One a yer girls, she owes my boss, Mr. Stevens, 50 Grand.’ Sandy sighed. The ‘girl’ was her mother, Lucia. She was irritated as she had thought that was all done. " Angie," I said but what actually came out was "Gaga." I was beaten. Shethen proceeded to shave my head. "Babies don't have hair do they Missy?"She had even given me a name!She dried me and told me to lie on the bed in the bedroom. I did as I wastold. She then told me to make fists with my hands. I did as tightly as Icould. She then put tight rubber ball like sheaths over them followed bywhite satin mittens which tied around my wrists with satin ribbon. "Therebabies can't do things for. Had I known what being a woman in this country would mean, I might hadchosen the chopping block. I chose to live as a woman.That was when several ladies and soldiers drug me out of my cell andbegan the transformation from my life as a young prince to a noble woman.I already had nothing so I had to have a new ladies wardrobe.My initial transformation was rough. That took over a year under a harshdisciplinarian and her attendants. They trained me in everything I neededto know about being a woman.. When we left the party I snatched two bottles of brew for me and Wendy to sip on as we walked. Mom and dad were steadier than my sister and me but they didn’t seem concerned that Wendy and I were falling behind on the walk home. Wendy was wobbling, I was staggering, so by mutual agreement we put our arms around each other to remain upright and moving. It didn’t take but a minute or two until our parents were out of sight.My sister started complaining “Roger left too early, he was in a hurry to.