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Kerry, a slight and effeminate small time hood, having just escaped from prison is spotted by Wayne who is totally enthralled by the young man's natural beauty. Wayne has had some experience with a transgirl before and seeing something similar in this young lad, convinces him to seek shelter by staying with him. Kerry, having had some prison 'experiences', is more than agreeable to indulge Wayne by transforming himself. When Wayne's previous trans-girlfriend hears about this, the fight is on.

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    His name was Wayne and he was alone.He stood by an alleyway that was a shortcut to his apartment a few blocks away, and he saw the kid approaching along High. The dark haired boy was carrying a plastic shopping bag, and was looking down as if beaten by life. Oddly, in the distance, he resembled Beck, an infatuation Wayne was bouncing back from. Wayne had a janitorial service, and his little outfit was doing well enough that Wayne's work was able to hire a fulltime, a topnotch ex-school janitor who, with a helper, now did all the work and put Wayne in a situation almost embarrassingly fortunate. Becky was a bit older than this stranger, who hadn't yet noticed Wayne looking at him. His hair was a lot lighter, almost blonde by comparison, but Wayne's heart pounded anyway. He was an unremarkable-looking guy, five foot ten, dressed in his usual blue jeans and jacket. Wayne was "generically handsome" as Beck had told her friends, (meaning god-knows-what) but the thirty year old Wayne never cared. He had winded and dined Becky relentlessly for months, before finding out she was two timing him with an airline hostess! Damn! It turned out the help that Beck needed and Wayne had given, was just bull; Becky's mom was alive and well, living in a gated community north of Sin City. He hated being used, and his heart still felt like a pin in a bowling alley.