Pam: Ladyboy

And that is not a tragedy.

I have danced in the go-go bars of Pattaya. I have held the hands of lonely Swedish pensioners who cried because they missed their granddaughters. I have stood under the buzzing pink neon lights and smiled so wide that my cheeks ached, all while feeling the ghost of my father’s belt on my back. ladyboy pam

Will this 7-Eleven cashier smile or sneer? If I take this man back to my room, will he still be gentle when the lights are on? If I walk past that group of drunk tourists, will one of them swing a bottle at my head just to prove he’s straight? And that is not a tragedy