I'm visiting my girlfriend where she lives, which seems to be a dormitory-like situation, perhaps a school. It seems like we wake up in a strange place, and then we're getting up and getting on with the day. She has to do something, and then she says she's free for the rest of the day, and we can hang out or whatever. I'm considering intimacy to be part of the plan.

We wander around in a warren of high-rise apartments to a very small room with two beds on the floor, and barely enough room for anything else. Upon entering, her bed is directly in front of you, with the head of the bed on the right-hand wall. The other bed is just past that, in the same orientation, with a small aisle between. I cross the room and sit in a small space on the floor. I have the knowledge that she rooms with a guy, though I don't think he is there, or maybe he's sleeping.

She sits down on her bed and starts doing her makeup, looking in a mirror that is mounted on a dresser past the foot of the bed. I notice that there are a couple of mirrors around; it seems to be a priority. Her room is really messy, like it has never been vacuumed and nobody cares if it's tidy. "So, this is where you live?" I ask, and she assents.

As she sits down I get a glimpse between her legs, and see a penis. I think I slept with her before, but don't recall noticing it. Has it been hidden? I remember she said something about being "between sexes" at birth, and the doctors repairing her to be a girl. But, I think, maybe a transgender person would say this to avoid the responsibility of the decision. Now that I look at her face, I see a man putting on makeup. I'm not sure I'm attracted to her any more.