Then You Wear It 3
I just stared at her, my mouth agape. She was a man. A strong, handsome man. She looked like a man. She sounded like a man. She even moved like a man. "Well?" she asked. "What do you think?" I didn't know what to think, but I blurted out the thing that had been bubbling in my brain. "Oh, my God, you're Clark Kent!" That caused her to let out a big, manly chuckle. "Yeah, I guess I am. Kimmy, look - all that girly stuff that Emma and Josie do so well... I hate it. It's all so...