“Y-yes...”

“Y-yes... I mean, I guess you could call me a s-sissy.” you admit, unwillingly.

“Well shit... you deserve a drink for that admission Zack. Rebecca, what do you say we turn this up a notch and pull out the drinks?” asks Clive.

“Great idea!” she says, hurrying to the kitchen with mom, returning with beers, wine, vodka and mixers. Your mom hands you a drink, “I think you need this”. She’s right, but what you need even more is a way out of this mess!

“We’ll get back to your... transition, soon little bro. It’s your turn now, so who do you pick?”