-7- The Therapist and the Whore
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“Last week we left off talking about gender identity,” Liesl said, scanning the scribbled sheets of lined paper in her tattered manila folder. “Has that been preying on your mind at all?”
Manny took her usual seat. She preferred the ratty leather armchair to the pristine sofa. It was her chair now, a signifier of their relationship prior to Liesl’s move to the big office at the fancy address. Manny had been seeing her since Liesl was a wannabe-therapist heading up the LGBT support group in the basement of the University Health Centre.
“On and off, I guess,” Manny replied. “But ultimately I have to ask myself, Would I rather have a c**k than a p***y? No. Would I ever give up my big t**s? No. But do I want my share of the power men hold i
