I've gotten used to it haven't you? By Rhodry

Rebecca was here about for a week, she was confidence that she could it just as well, as he did.

She knew her confidences, of his job, as well, of being him.
Rebecca was hearing stories and rumors, some of the men were talking about this girl, this women, that was working in this strip club.
No it sounded like her, no like she once was a girl. No, the description sounded like her.
She, she make up, her mind. TO go see, if that girl was who she was.
Rebecca knew what happen it was nearly two weeks ago. Rebecca tried, to get a job here, thou she could do the job just as well as any of them, but Dylan was like many guys that when he saw Rebecca, he said that if he had a smoking hot beautiful sexy girl like you. Should do thing that do best suited out. What happen next, she was angry , frustrated. What Dylan said to her best suited for her. Then a strange flashes of touched her.
Next few minutes, Rebecca. Was standing in the office she was in barely two hours ago.
Then she noticed the imagine in the mirror, she was him, she was Dylan.
That was about two weeks ago. And now Rebecca is standing in line on a Friday night. At a strip Club.
She paid the entrance fee to get in.
So, this what some guys do on a Friday night.
This place was what she thought this places were like.
She was hoping, that it wasn't that she thought it was.
Then she noticed several of her co-worker there. Have there no shame, she would understand if there more classy place, but this, this place was not, top of the line, not even decent one.
Then what she hoped wasn't true.
She saw her former body, there dancing and performing and stage.
For a moment, Dylan noticed his former male body there.
And she was both angry and disgusted at the same time.
Dylan could of been angry and disgusted seeing his former body there.
Standing there, but he didn't feel ashamed or even guilty of what he/she doing.
Dylan at first, didn't like it. But now he remembered what he said to her, and he found out, that he nature as a exotic dancer.
As far as he was concerned this was his body, and strangely he like it.
Then after he/she finished he/she routine. He/she left the stage. Dylan was wearing a short silk robe open to expose his/her femininity.
He was walked to Rebecca. He/she faced Rebecca, Dylan was so close that he/she could feel Rebecca groin getting excided. He/she asked about Dylan performances tonight.
Rebecca looked angry, but her male hormones said differently.