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It was a mistake. Big mistake. I didn't need to trust this feeling... But damn, it was incredibly difficult to get tired of the temptation to touch the mirror. It seemed to me then that this was just some kind of imagination, and besides, I was quite drunk at that moment, but who in my place would not have done the same.

I remember that moment like it is now. In the reflection, unexpectedly for me, I saw not myself, but a Latin American woman. She was almost naked. Or rather, they weren’t wearing red thong panties and the nipples were covered with stickers. There wasn’t even my apartment in the background, but something similar to a stage - as if I was looking at a large TV. I saw that she completely repeated my movements and even her facial expressions duplicated my surprise at that moment. I remember being surprised and checking myself, but making sure that I was still me.

She looked at me in fascination and, apparently, I looked at her then in exactly the same way when I reached out to the mirror with my hand. At that moment, I felt as if a weak electric current ran through my body. That's all. The mirror disappeared and I seemed to be in the dark. But a bright ray of light illuminated everything and I heard music and loud male conversations, while at the same time feeling for the first time in my life the heaviness of my female breast. I could barely stand on my feet in high heels

This was the first day of many that I would be on stage at the Los Cayotas strip bar in Latin America. I was no longer in the USA and I was no longer myself and had no idea how to get everything back. My life became completely different from that moment and I had to learn not only Spanish, but also the art of striptease, so as not to become a prostitute.