Travesti

As the drugs finally began to pass out of her system, Alex awoke with a start to unfamiliar sur-

roundings. Where she had been expecting to wake up, as she did traditionally, in her own bed, she

found that this was not the case. Instead she was in a dark room, with a splitting headache, and an

enormous unease throughout her whole body.

So there I was, two months after becoming a girl, on the dance floor, surrounded by beau-
tiful women professing to being my friends, with a man way too close to me. I could smell
his aftershave, and feel the warmth coming from his body. I wasn’t sure how I felt about
him. His handsomeness was intoxicating, every time I looked at him I got more confused,
and the more I felt his warmth, the more I began to feel something blooming within.

I was falling for my worst enemy. I’d have thought the transformation into a woman would have
been the strangest thing that ever happened to me. But sitting across from him at our private
dining table, laughing at his jokes, and staring into his baby blue eyes, all that bottled hatred
of the years was slowly flowing away. I couldn’t help but just feel he was so sweet and so
hardworking and so perfect. When he asked to see me again Ijumped at the chance, even
though the evening was far from over.