So does Riley just tell everyone she meets about her best-friend — Alex, the crossdresser? Alexa, the full-time pervert?

“Lex! Talk to me!”

“It was so easy when used nobody knew about this…fantasy — a private curiosity I could keep to myself while still being the normal guy everyone knew.”

“This is normal. Let her work through it.”

“…Not even sure I still know how to be that person when everyone knows I could be a…”

Just thinking about it gives me such a headache. Riley’s voice, the hum of this room-sized machine — it’s all getting fainter.