"Don't ask me to do that."She looked down at her penis again. "I can't help this. You can make it go away, Michael." I can't make it go away it real l...ife," I said bluntly. "You're a boy."She laughed softly. "That didn't stop you watching me, Michael. Three effing times." She placed a hand sexily on her hip, which she kicked out maddeningly. "Maybe I'm a hermaphrodite. That would leave me being a girl, just one with a penis as well as a vagina. We could still make love." And maybe you could suck. She was transparent at school. Everyone knew of her, but no one knew her. ‘For a young woman, the prom is a turning point in their lives,’ Mrs. Frederick commented. ‘At the prom,’ Ben continued, ‘I think it was the first time she ever wore a dress and I know it was the first time she ever wore high heels. She had difficulty walking without stumbling. I couldn’t help but laugh. We sat alone in the shadows. Then one of the self-proclaimed beauty queens strolled over, and placed a paper sack on. She, for a change bored a huge smile and waved goodbye from the auto. I had a sad look in my face as the auto turned and she was beyond my sight. I was like what the heck; I didn’t even get a chance to hit on her. Monday came and life as usual moved on. Then on that faithful Thursday I had a message in my phone which said “Hello, I am Shakshikala.” I replied who and came to know it was her. My groin did a flip when I realized who she was. She asked if it was ok to meet me this coming Saturday. On hearing the amount of money it would cost she had broken down and burstinto bitter tears, and Dr. Harding, feeling sorry for the unjust fate of thepoor girl, had kindly offered to complete the first two stages for free oncondition that she would be working for him as a maid until she repaid herdebt. As for the third stage, they would surely think of something in thenear future. She had gladly accepted and attempted to kiss his hands but thegood doctor had gently sent her away, giving her the.