Friday, January 18, 2013


"Yes, I wore stockings today, Mr. Winston," I told my boss. He flicked his fingers up in the air, raised his eyebrow. I sighed, raised my skirt above my stockings as I did every morning. "Is this really necessary?"

"I don't know, Ms. Engles," he asked, "was it necessary for me to agree to allow you to work as a woman?"

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