The same accident killed two close friends of ours as well.The big thing about her though is the accident caused her to needsurgery like Nichole had."...Both looked at Nigel in shock. Karen added, "She wasn?t like Nicholethough, before the accident she wasn?t transgender. She was forced tobecome a girl instead of enduring life as a boy with no private parts.She has accepted her fate faster than we could have hoped andthankfully she has started to embrace her femininity. The surprise washow. I don’t have fond memories of the place, in fact It leaves a sour taste in my mouth, much like the ale they sell.The low hushed conversation is soon muted as I enter the lounge area, the locals all pretend to be inspecting their fingernails or reading newspapers, anything but face me. The pool table in the corner looks like it hasn’t had a new cloth since I last encountered it, bet the old stains are still present if I wanted to look, but I don’t.I lean on the bar, nobody seems to be serving so. ”“Yes, High Chief.”“Now, go back inside.” Feelia had been watching this exchange, as had the young guard, and Feelia wore a face that promised only death. Deelia arrived with the tribe’s Shaman, an elderly man who looked frightened by the imposing female warrior escorting him. He addressed John, with a surprised glance at the disappearing Chief.“I am Shaman Toledo. I am told there is a woman and a girl needing medical attention.”“Yes,” John told him, pointing. “This woman has been badly beaten.. " I smiled back a little. It was kind of ironic. For a little bit longer we talked, neither of us able to get over how strange it was to see ourselves across from us. Feeling an uncomfortable irritation on my shoulder, I reached up to scratch at it, realizing as my fingers brushed it that it was a bra strap pulling into me. Instantly I yanked my hand back, not having realized until that moment that I had been wearing a bra. Yuck. I glanced down at my obvious breasts, then to my hands,.