Tranny 911 by Shay Hunter

Author:Shay Hunter [Hunter, Shay]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: The Cartel Publications
Published: 2013-05-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIVE

CHARLIE

I’m watching the queens, whose makeup and hair I did earlier perform on the stage as Destiny’s Child. They are so beautiful and look so much like women, I almost forget they are men. Their body’s move and sway all over the stage and they look like ballerinas. Amazing!

“You outdid yourself this time,” Dixie says to me as we both watch their routine. “How the hell you cover Ms. Ralph’s five o’clock shadow? I can’t even see her hair!”

“It wasn’t easy because you know he doesn’t like to cut it, so that he can appear butch when he goes to work. But I made it do what it do, chile.” I continue to look up at him.

When they finish performing, I notice Kenny Sugar is walking in my direction. “I been wondering where Sugar has been.” I say to myself.

“Girl, well don’t wonder too long. Let’s get out of here,” Dixie says grabbing my hand. “I don’t trust that queen. I hear he be killing mothafuckas.”

Before he can pull me out of the club, Sugar is upon me. In the gay community Sugar is a legend so I feel star struck in his presence. He’s the one the girls go to when they want injections and he’s the best in the business. Any queen you see in Wiggles with a knotty butt, face or hips is not Sugar’s work. He’s an artist.

Before my stash was compromised due to having to pay Dixie back for the bail, I planned to use some of my money on him. I wanted butt injections, because mine wasn’t big enough, and the surgeries the doctors perform don’t work. I also want hips because I barely had any, and I planned to purchase my breasts too. But my money is gone and now all I can do is hope and pray that I’ll get my nest egg back up so that I can afford Sugar.

When Sugar approaches me wearing a long black maxi dress and a red suit jacket I’m thrown off. She looks bad. She looks tired. Although she works miracles for her clients, she doesn’t take care of herself well at all. Maybe she’s too busy.

At 5’5, she’s sloppy and I can still see the stubble on her face, compliments of her manhood. Her mascara is always runny and her light skin seems smacked with too much foundation and blush. With all of that, he’s still a star in my eyes. Outside of his great work with injections, there’s one other thing I heard about Sugar that made me look up to him. I heard he’s like a Dutch uncle, the kind of person who will always tell you the truth. In my opinion that’s refreshing.

“Ms. Charlie, you sure are a hard girl to get in contact with,” he says to me, with a big smile. He hugs me tightly and lets me go. “And just as beautiful as the day is long. Seems like you get more gorge with time. How do you do it?”

I shrug.

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