“Hell – Oh” I says casual like . Hindi bf “We discussed my sex change last week,” he said, “I did as you suggested, and well, I never realised how lovely fucking a lady was, I went to public school you know and we were always at it, regular buggery prevents constipation was the watchword.”
“So?” I says. “How much?”
“Depends, are you a UK resident or have leave to remain?” I asked
“Oh yes,” he agreed. “Yes, that’s what I want,” he agreed. I blame Labour Party, the bastards. “Is that sex change clinic?” this twat asks. “That’s what she said, “ I explained, “If that’s what floats your boat just fill in the on line form and Bob’s you uncle, all those hot sweaty naked ladies glistening in the showers all ready to be bent over and shafted, or pushed against a wall and fucked.”
“Oh yes, how wonderful,” he agreed, “Do you know where I can find the form?”
“It’s
