Her question made me stop walking.... I hadn’t really planned this out. I had a tiny pixie of a college girl following me around, and I had the day off. I thought about it for a second, and then I had an idea.
“We’re going over to Brooks Mall. I have the day off and feel like doing a little people watching.” I told her as I pulled out my phone and got an Uber.
We only waited a couple minutes before our ride came. I could see Sam nervously shift from side to side as we waited. She had a mixture of fear, anger, and nervousness on her face. It such a strange sight.
Getting out at the mall I motioned for her to follow me in. “What are you worried about? It’s just a mall.” I told her opening the door and ushering her into the mall.
“What if someone recognizes me?” She said nervously.
“It would be pretty hard to miss you. How many women around here are as tiny as you.” I smirked knowing that would get under her skin.
“I'm not a fucking woman you dickbag.” She tried to look at me menacingly, but it just came off as frustratedly cute. “What if someone who knew me as a man sees me?”
I stopped and looked at her. “One, you look like a college girl and by all accounts are a college girl. Two, you are wearing normal clothing. It’s not like you are wearing men’s clothing. Three, you keep saying that no one else notices anything so why would someone notice now.” I could see her face become pale as the words left my mouth. “Just accept it, you are a girl.” I started walking again. “Come on I’ll get you a new shirt or something. That’s what women like right?” I smirked as I heard her tiny footsteps coming up behind me.
“Fine.” She said as she walked beside me.