Because your woman

I still can't believe I had all these accidents this year, the year is still in its infancy and here I am stuck with two men

How am I going to deal with this guy now, he's a thorn in my chest, I think he wants to get me to a stage where I can't do anything without him..

No, no, one moment. Did you get a little excited...? No, I don't think I got a little excited. This isn't a movie story. This is a vile reality. That guy knew who I was so he'd want to control me like a puppet and use me to set up my father.

All this and the water still wet her hair as she stood under the shower, from which water was pouring so hot that the smoke rose to the top without Josephine realizing her condition.

But she finished bathing and put on her bathrobe to look at the large mirror in the bathroom itself and stared into her eyes and the side of her face that had been disfigured by Cinita, she passed her hand softly on it, and in her other eye was anger and hatred, and in her wounded eye was hesitation and fear.

Josephine came out with the towel over her head and lowered her head, and at the same time he was standing in front of her with his huge body inside her room. She raised her head and gave him cold, blade-like looks.

He smiled first, then changed his looks at her and said to himself calmly, trying not to touch her with his fingers, which began to eat one another.

I must try not to touch her, I have a feeling there's a strange change in her, not like that woman who came here for the first time, like she's become someone else, I can tell that any woman a man might get in her way will scream or turn away or run away at once, in a room alone Who is a man? It is impossible for Josephine to have such a character after I knew her and spoke to her, unless she wanted to distract me for a chance to escape or something else.

Josephine went to the closet and opened it while he was standing behind her and putting his hands in his pockets. She stared at the closet full of pajamas and revealing clothes.

"What is it, sir? Do you call these threads clothes?"

He lowered his head with a smile

"It's time clothes."

This exact answer did not like Josephine, and even made her angry, but that was not clear in her eyes, so she approached him calmly while looking at him, and this made him take his hands out of his pockets, and indeed he was prepared for any action that might come from her.

And as soon as she got close she threw the panty over his head and his eyes looked shocked and said

"You should know who you're dealing with, Mr. I'm not a whore and you won't have sex with me today or tomorrow, I didn't... and I wouldn't even let you think about it, you'd better know yourself."

In a completely different place on that dark night where the cabarets are teeming with people, gays and seekers of women and those who come only to see more sex and money, and who are tempted by gambling and the magical lighting of the cabarets, pink and red and blue.

And in the midst of this atmosphere, she sits and puts one foot on top of the other in that short white dress that almost cleanses her backside, quietly drinking red wine at the bartender, her eyes filling with drunkenness.

I quietly sat next to her with blue hair, stared at her for a few moments and then said

"Cineta, what's wrong with you? Why do you get drunk so much these days? Don't you think you're exaggerating? You know that Cassius is not into women and that's what happened to him because of you, don't worry he doesn't like Josephine even a little bit."

She took a full sip once and put it on the table and said in a cold tone.

"You don't know how much I struggled to get Cassius, and in the end he would rather have sex with men than stay with me."

Bartender, a cup, please.

Matilda asked for a cup for her as well and started drinking with her friend quietly, and there was silence between them until that silence was interrupted by the boy who sat next to Cinita and leaned his hand on her. Cinita noticed him and turned on him with sharp and serious eyes and said

"What do you want? Or a moment..."

Cinita stared at him while Matilda was staring at him too, and then she turned to Matilda and smiled maliciously and said in a whisper as she raised the glass and rested her elbows on the table.

"Transgender, I think it's fate that brought us together today, don't you think?"

Matilda smiled maliciously, her bright eyes as if gazing at a large prize money, still staring at that man or, say, the woman who had transformed herself into a male, as she sat next to Cinita.

Cinita turned to her and said in that tone of a bitch looking for men, the sweet little girl.

"It seems that you were looking for yourself inside a woman's body but you didn't find it, so you modified yourself, I really believe in you trans and I feel that you are the most oppressed class of human beings"

He or she smiled in turn and said to Sinita as if she was waiting for someone to praise her for what she had done.

"Thank you, miss. I really didn't expect that I would receive such words before, because I had faced so much criticism and difficulties in my life, but thank you very much."

At these moments, Matilda was trying to hold her laughter, which started to come out of her mouth in the form of saliva, and this disturbed Cinita, who looked at her strangely and narrowed her eyes, so she pinched her thigh to make her jump from her place.

"Then since you're feeling bothered, why don't I entertain you today? You must have never felt that you've entered a woman before?"