The blur

The rest of the day was a blur. He sat in the car while Denis went in out of shops. Haily was frustrated Danny was ignoring her, She eventually settled down. Sleeping happily. When they got home the car was full of bags. He just wanted to sleep, he wanted the day, everything to be over.

The next month was a blur. He was going through the motions, not really taking cair of himself. He slept longer, waking up to Haily's crying. He was barely living. He woke up to Denis shouting him. "Danny! Come on buddy. We need to talk." He climbed out of bed. Haily wasn't in her crib. "Coming." He was barely audible. He shuffled to the living room. A woman was sitting on the sofa across from Denis. As he saw Danny Denis stood up.

"Danny. This is Alice. I brought her here to help." She looked up from her drink. "Sup bitch.." Looking him over. She was dressed in a punkish rocker outfit. Tight leather trousers that hug her hip and show just enough of her underwear, held up by a leather belt with metal studs. She wore heeled boots and a mesh shirt with a black strip to obscure her chest. Her hair is long and black, and her make up was rough and dark. Before he could comment she spoke up. "Come on both you need to take cair of your self you have a baby for goodness sake." He felt the most energised he had in a long time. it was anger. "Don't call me that. and go fuck your self Who are..." He looked her over again. now he was seeing the signs. She was flat-chested and certainly more androgynous. Her shoulders were a little wide and she had a small adam apple. "You're." she cut him off. "Yeah, and a volunteer." She looked at Denis. "You know what to do." She got up and walked over to him and grabbed him by the hair." Denis. looked away as she dragged Danny to the bathroom. "Get off me." She was stronger than him. Certainly more motivated. "Shut up. We're getting your shit sorted out." When they got in she pushed him into the bath and turned the shower to cold. She held him down as the cold water soaked his clothes. He was shaking by the time she let him go.

"There feel better?" He shook his head. "Fuck no." The blur was gone he was certainly aware. Now he was focused, sad and angry. Everything felt real. "Strip. were going to wash you down and get you on your feet." She started to strip him. He pushed her back but continued. the clothes were heavy. He felt terrible she was watching him intently. "If you hate it so much. why get the full treatment?" He looking down he missed it. There wasn't even a scar. He was probably doing as the cair pamphlet said. He would have preferred a scar. It was like it was never there, to begin with. He glared at her. "Hay I got it to. smooth like a barbie, Or would you prefer ken?" She turned the shower to hot. Putting shampoo in her hand had aggressively scrubbed it into his hair. "Ahh, Stop that hurts." she didn't. "If you don't want me to do it again, start taking cair of your self." He wants quiet she scrubbed before quietly mumbling. "Why would you choose this?" She kept going. "I was gay. Can't say that any more." She laughed. "The way I saw it, and not every one dose. I wasn't going to have kids. So I wanted to stop someone being forced not to." He sighed. "Hay never know they might be a family starting up because of me." She rinsed his hair. and started to apply a conditioner. "I don't blame you for becoming so apathetic. But you have a baby to look after. What she, one?" He stiffened up. "What day is it?"She kept going. "The Seventh, of the third." He started to cry. "She's two. I missed her birthday." Alice was silent as he sobbed. Putting conditioner in his hair. Handing him a body wash. "I'm going to get you some clothes to wait. wash your body then rinse that out." She left and he did as she said.

Then he got out and dried off. He was more aware now than he had been in a long time. His skin felt more sensitive. His body hair was gone. He hadn't noticed but he felt smooth. He checked the body wash he was using. "Now with hair removal technology." He threw it in the bath. and looked in the mirror. gripping his hair. It felt nice, he liked it. It reminded him of when his mother used to take cair of it. He stumbled out in nothing but a towel and found Alice in his room. "The fuck! What was in that body wash!" she laughed. "Nice and smooth?" He scowled at her. "Don't worry your thicker hair won't fall out it only works on the thin and wispy ones." He didn't have in on his body length. but he felt so sensitive and smooth that it constantly brought his attention. She had a set of clothes laid out on his bed, "Time for a new look."