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This is Aubrey. She's new here to our sober living community.

Welcome to Peaceful Acres.

Riley's been here for a few weeks now and she's doing great.

She's really making some wonderful adjustments.

Maybe you could show Aubrey here around and tell her a little bit about what we

do here.

What do you say?

Wonderful. Don't forget, we have feline therapy at 6 o'clock, okay?

Okay. All right, carry on, ladies.

So you came here from rehab?

Yeah, it was really nice there. One of my regular clients paid for it.

Regular clients?

Yeah, he said I had to go or he would cut me off financially.

My coke habit got out of control.

So you're like a hooker?

Well, if you want to put it that way, then yeah.

Jesus.

It's just a temporary thing.

I'm looking to find a permanent sugar daddy.

I'll marry him and I'll be a trophy wife.

It's chicks like you that ruin it for everyone.

No wonder guys think girls are just gold-digging bitches.

Have you ever even had a real job?

Does that look like I need to work?

I mean, no need to get hostile.

Let me guess, you used to make meth in your bathtub and sell it to other angry

lesbians?

Actually, it was my toilet.

And they weren't angry. They were just disappointed with the patriarchy.

I just don't get it. You're just, like, so pretty.

I could introduce you to this banker named Marty.

He's obsessed with Sinead O'Connor.

He loves girls with buzz cuts.

He says it makes him feel dangerous and sexy.

You're so clueless.

Hardly.

I'm making bank while I'm just sitting here listening to you complain.

How?

I told two of my slaves to deposit me money in my bank account or I would

never whip them again.

Men aren't the solution to everything.

Oh, I get it.

You're jealous.

You need some serious dicking and some cold hard cash.

I'll bring you over to the dark side.

You don't need a man.

Prove it.

Hmm.

Mmm.

You're so cute.

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Thank you.

I think we should both have sugar daddies.

And then we can get married and be trophy wives.

Oh.

I don't know about that.

Ladies, it's time for feline therapy.

What is that?

Nonsense.

Wait, we still have to study.

I hate statistics.

Come on, just get through one more semester.

Fine, but we need to go get coffee first.

You're always procrastinating.

Well, I need coffee to study.

Hey, are we going to go grab dinner with your parents this Friday still?

Um, actually, I was going to have a talk to you about that.

So, Steven dropped some pretty hard news on my parents, and it looks like he's

actually dropping out of law school, so I'm not sure if this is the right time

to be telling them.

Are you fucking kidding me?

First we can't come out to them because your grandma broke her hip, then we

can't tell them because it was too close to the anniversary?

I mean, it's just a lot for them.

Chanel?

Chanel?

I'm sorry.

I know I keep putting it off.

I'm not convinced that they can handle it.

They're just old and set in their ways.

Why don't you just admit that it's never going to happen?

I've been doing a lot of thinking.

And there's a lot of amazing nursing jobs in Los Angeles and San Diego.

I mean, we should just go there after we're done with school.

So what? We're just going to run away together and that's going to solve the

problem?

No, but we can have our own life together.

And we can live together like we've always wanted.

We've been dating for a year now.

You promised we wouldn't have to hide our relationship.

I believed you and waited and waited for you for you to get the nerve to tell

your family.

Well, I'm not lucky like you are. You have cool parents who are super

supportive. At what point are you going to tell your parents that you're in a

relationship with a trans woman?

If you're too scared after a year, how do I know that you're not going to break

up with me?

I mean, maybe it'll be easier to do that than just being honest with them.

I need to go.

No, Chanel, wait.

Come back.

I promise I will tell them soon.

I love you.

I want to believe you.

I really do.

No, I'm not the least bit of a fucking cunt.

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Ah!

Oh!

Oh my god.

Fuck.

Oh, God.

Thank you.

I'm home!

Amen.

I'm sorry.

always love you, but I'm not a dirty secret.

Hey, are you ready?

Where are your things?

Sophia, I don't think I can do this.

Wait a minute. What?

I just loaded up my car.

We're moving to Oakland, California. We've talked about this.

Please, I know we made this plan.

It's just right now, the reality is sinking in.

I'm not ready.

I don't know if I'll ever be ready.

Well, your timing fucking sucks.

What's going on?

I was born here. I grew up here. This is where my family is.

We're in Hayvale, Kansas.

They hate our kind here.

Are you serious?

We have a chance to live out in the open in California.

I know, but this is home to me. It's all I've known, for better or worse.

Kaylee, we had plans.

What about us? I'm supposed to go all by myself?

Well, no.

Just stay here with me.

It's not so bad.

We can get our jobs back at the Hello Goodbye.

I mean, come on. We've been happy here.

A guy yelled die to me two days ago out his window.

I can't live here anymore.

Yeah, but that happens everywhere.

The LGBTQ community is huge in the Bay Area.

Come on, Kaylee.

I can't.

I'm so sorry.

Just let's stay here a little longer.

I'll call Doug and get our jobs back.

Please. I love you.

with me forever

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh,

my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh,

my God. Oh,

my God.

Just like that. Just like fucking that.

Fuck, I'm good.

Yeah,

that's so fucking good.

I just want to worship it. I love it when you fucking suck that dick.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck.

Oh,

my God. It's so fucking hard for me.

Oh my God, I want your talking so bad.

Oh, my God.

You know what I'm saying?

I love it.

Fuck my pussy.

Fuck it.

I need to push it hard.

Yes.

Oh my god.

I love you. I love you.

Do you want to try some Krusty Juices on your fucking throat?

Yeah.

God,

I fucking love you.

Oh, yeah?

Oh, yeah.

It's because you taste so fucking good. Yeah, you put the feel to it.

Why would you ride your fucking cock?

Why would you ride it?

How about you fuck me instead?

Oh my god, yes.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

Oh my god. Oh my god.

Oh my god. Oh my god.

You're so good. Just like that. Just like that.

Oh, I love the

way you fuck me, baby.

I love every inch of you. I love you.

Oh my god.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, shit.

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.

Oh my god.

Ah!

Fuck! Oh my god, yeah.

Fuck, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

Oh my baby.

Yeah, fucking baby.

Yeah, just like that. Just like fucking that.

You want me to suck you until you explode all over my face?

Oh, yeah.

Leave that one. You suck your dick.

Oh, fuck.

Oh my god.

Bye.

Fortify me if you change your mind.

Everything looks good.

You ready for the next phase with Dr. Allen at the Murdoch Clinic?

It's been a pleasure helping you on your transitioning journey.

Wait, so you won't be working with me anymore?

No, my job was just to get you ready for hormone therapy.

Dr. Allen will be seeing you all the way through your gender reassignment.

Um, I didn't realize I wouldn't be seeing you again.

Don't worry. Dr.

Allen is amazing and also really easygoing.

You'll like it.

Okay.

Rizzo, are you okay?

Oh, yeah.

I'm fine.

I just feel a little lightheaded and my heart's beating kind of fast.

Take slow, deep breaths.

I think you're having a panic attack.

We ran your EEG just the other day and you're fine.

Rizzo, what's wrong?

Are you nervous?

No, I mean, I don't know.

It's just, you've been working with me for months now.

I feel sad.

You're a wonderful young man, Rizzo.

And I'm so happy I've gotten to know you.

I think I love you.

Oh. Well, um, I'm sure it feels that way.

We've spent a long time working together.

Oh, I really do.

I've never felt like this for another person.

Rizzo, I'm a married woman, and you're a patient.

Um, this is inappropriate.

I'm not your patient anymore.

She's not going.

Oh man.

Mama.

Oh my God.

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Good boy.