The Trannie Hunter
When other little girls my age were still dressing their dollies in cute little dresses I was dressing real boys in cute little dresses. That was then and this is now. ———//——— I take a slow blink ‘I thought I had left all that behind me’ flashes up as if the inside of my eyelids are an illuminated advertising hoarding. The in-eyelid display changes:- Blink; I thought I was over that Blink; I want one Blink; I thought I was over that Blink; I want one… I’m getting ahead of myself, before we get into that let me just say the girls arranged the night out, well it is a post-breakup night if I’m being accurate. We kicked off by pre-loading at Cassandra’s apartment then taxied up west to hit the clubs. ‘For fuck sake speed up’ Ruth says to the cabbie. We need to get to Angles before 11 if we are going to get in free and it’s already 10:45. For the four of us, me, Cassandra, Eileen and Ruth after 11 will cost the equivalent of three rounds of shots. Out of habit I listed the