"What?," she said. "I did my research." The waiter smiled and walked away to get us our drinks. I raised my eyebrows at Tiffany and gave her a smirk. ..."Alright, but no puking in our bathroom. If you're going to drink, you better handle your stuff." I was pushing the cool dad thing to its limits, but I really wanted this trip to be a good memory for her. Tiffany shot me a smile and leaned back to relax on her lounger and wait for her drink. We spent a while by the pool, enjoying our drinks, and. It was me. I had become a girl. But how? That iswhen I apparently passed out.I awoke slowly. The sun was streaming in through the window and felt warmon my face. As I finally opened my eyes I saw the woman sitting in achair beside me studying some papers and as I stirred she looked up at meand smiled."Good morning Natalie. I hope you feel better this morning. You reallywere a bit out of it last night."As I sat up and swung my legs out of the bed, I felt a tingling on theside of my face. I. Une loge... en fait, plutôt un placard un balai. La petite pièce était à peine assez grande pour lui permettre de faire les cents pas. Trois pas dans une direction, et il se cognait contre un mur jauni par le temps. Il se retournait, faisait trois autres pas, et s'arrêtait contre une petite tablette vissée au mur, tablette au-dessus de laquelle on avait accroché un miroir terne et légèrement craquelé. Un tabouret bancal complétait le pathétique ameublement. S'il n'y avait pas eu le nom. "OK, you can go back to what you were doing," he said."What!" I exclaimed."I'm sorry, did you want something?" he asked."Aren't you going to make love to me?" I asked."Not right now," he replied, "but if you come back in a little while and ask nicely, I might fuck you later." Then he picked up his newspaper and started reading.I couldn't believe that he would work me up and then ignore me! I'd show him though. I went back to cleaning up, ignoring the fact that my dress was hiked up and ignoring.