Aren't you embarassed to be so transparent?

Or is it like this trannie hooker I used to chat with when I was night-clerking in NYC in the 70's?

Her street name around the Camelot at 50th and 8th was "Panama", but her real name was Larry B. He/she called herself "Panama" because she came from the CZ - an army brat.

Anyways, she would go out working in this transparent gauzy blouse that showed everything - no modesty, and when she came in off the street, she wouldn't bother to cover up.

I think a "real" woman would have - otherwise she's giving something of herself for free - the immodesty transcends the work-environment.

She/he told me that she never realized that when her appendages were molded from outie to innie, it wouldn't change the male orgasmic mechanics - which now couldn't happen. So in order to assume her desired shape, she had to give up orgasms for life. She was a little sad about this, and thought that if she had known, she would have remained a quasi-hermaphrodite.