Evidence

"I know what you are thinking."

"I doubt it."

"You think I am being utterly ridiculous showing up at Angela's party like this."

Gavin shrugged looking bored as he took a sip of his drink.

"Well. I just wanted to make a point."

After a brief pause, Gavin asked, "And the point is?"

"That I can go where I please and wear what I want."

"And you don't think you'll not be tossed out on your Lycra ass?"

"Well, I could bounce. But the point is. I'm here."

"For now."

"For now."

"And when she sees you?"

Now it was my turn to shrug. I grinned and gave him a wink before sauntering away.

I could feel the glances and hear the whispers as I moved through the crowd.

When the room fell into dead silence I turned to see Angela standing at the doorway her gaze trained on me. If looks could kill.

"Hello, darling." I drawled meeting her gaze with a challenge all my own. I flipped my boa over my shoulder.

She stalked over to me.

"You trans whore," she seethed into my face. "I told you never to show yourself around here again and you have the gall to come here dressed like that?"

I smiled. Her eyes narrowed.

"Get out. Your kind will never be accepted here," she said and when I did not move her voice rose like a tidal wave. It shook the rafters as she said, "GET OUT."

"Well, if you insist. but I will say this was not a very welcoming party." I pointed to my head dress and the tiny camera mounted there. "Seems I got all the evidence I need to make my case. I'll see you in court, darling.... and do be on time."

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