"And with that, Rosa started eying Mark up and down, wondering if he had ever 'done' anything with his sister since he showed such an interest in her ...(Rosa), if only indirectly.Even though Rosa's bathing suit was quickly drying out, her sudden mental picture made her nipples erect and, flat chested or not, they popped out quite noticably.This was not lost on Mark, whose pants also tented noticably!All their mutually idle thoughts were dashed when, with the most incredible timing possible,. "Act like a man of thinking, think like a man of action ... you ... Dumbass." I pondered before passing out.I awoke in a hospital bed, and started coughing. Ileana was sitting in a chair with a laptop. She put the laptop down, than gripped the chair sides to push herself up. It was the first time I had seen Ileana with only one leg. She hopped over to the dresser, pouring me a glass of water.As I drank, Ileana spoke. "You look like shit. How do you feel?" I feel like shit ... dog shit." I. She hated bikinis. She hated women who could wear bikinis. She hated skinny women who didn’t have a clue what it was to be fat. With the warmer weather soon to be here, no longer could she wear her heavy, oversized, dark clothes to hide the body that she was so responsible in creating and that she so hated having. She hated her body as much as she hated herself for being fat. Suddenly feeling like a beached whale on public display while imagining everyone pointing at her and laughing, she. "Jason bobbed his head from side to side. "Fair point. What are you drinking?" Boilermaker."Jason flagged down Charlotte. "A boilermaker and a scotch ale. Whatever you've got." Charlotte nodded and turned away.Cindy and Jason sipped on their drinks, and talked about how Jason had come to be interested in trans women. He admitted that he'd only ever been with one, but that she was amazing. She was pre-op but seemed quite happy that way, and had no intention of getting reassignment surgery as far.