chapter -5

heeey i'm back.....now where was i, faithful readers??
oh yes.
once upon a very long night of crack-smoking, i got the Jones big-time, went back out to make myself a bit more money at 7 in the mornin or so....lucky for me, i lived right in the middle of it all, in a quaint li'l neighborhood known as "gay village"(officially, Bay Village). guess you could call me a swindler, cause i had a good racket goin that made me a hot commodity in a market flooded with girls.....
see, my closest-guarded secret was what for most folks is the most obvious thing about them.....bein that i'm nearly six feet tall, big-boned and flatchested, and i've always been sorta boyish in mannerisms, it was real easy to slide right on by in Gay Village as one of the dozen or so drag-queen hookers walkin the block at any given night.....wanna know the weirdest part? i fit in far better with them than i ever have with other girls....(plus, me and my boy/girlfriend Angel the six foot blonde made a pretty stunning pair--we'd go out on the town and get treated like celebrities....it was great fun.)
actually, i didn't really go out to scam folks into thinkin i had a "dangler", hah.....it was a role i just slid into without even knowin it.....i'd hang around being myself and chattin folks up in the local bars and apparently everybody assumed i was a queen....now and again somebody'd ask me my sex and it didn't matter what answer i gave cause they already "knew".....it would go like this:
"so are you a boy or a girl--cmon, tell me...."
"what do YOU think?"
"i knew it, you're real pretty though....are you on hormones?"
"oh well they come naturally since i'm a girl an'all...."
"yeah, right, you're a bad liar sweetie pie...."
"oh really, and what if i told you i was a he-man under this dress?"
"i'd say that god only gives ya an ass like that for one reason, honey!"
hah, well, my husband's back from work so i'm gonna go....see ya later all you anonymous readers of cyberspace!