"You wanna go through a law suit?" Tammy asked me. "None of us saw anything but you dressed up and acting like a woman. I should have told you in the shack that, if he wanted you to boff him, you were going to have to do it."
"But I'm a man," I told her in shock, the mirror contradicting me as I looked every inch like Annette O'Brien in a tight skirt and ruined makeup and hair.
“Not now you ain’t, kid,” Tammy said to me. “Now you’re Annette.”
“But I’m not a woman!” I’d screamed hoarsely at Tammy.