"Thank you! Um - okay, I'm going to get the awkward questions out of the way first. Are you trans too?"

"Yes. Did you keep your dick?"

"No, I didn't. Did you?"

"Yeah, I did!"

"We're still different people despite being the same person, huh?"

"Looks like it. How long have you been here?"

"About a week."

"Did you, ah...?"

"No. Like I said, your problems are my problems."

"It... does occur to me that our problems could solve each other."

"They could, couldn't they? But even with a me..."

"Yeah, there's a lot to get through."

She sips her root beer. "I'm just not up to propositioning anybody else, but for you..."

"The possibility is definitely on the table. Do you, uh... do you have any weird kinks?"

"One in particular, and I can see you have it too."

"Oh good!" She blushes. "... I think I've decided, actually. Your room or mine?"

"Yours. I've had an extra week to get used to the idea, so..."

"Yeah, that's probably kinder to the both of us."

"Lead on, then."

She pulls out her cardkey and sets off down the hallway. When she comes to her room she opens the door and holds it for her other self.

She steps inside with a little smile and goes and sits down on the bed. She leans down and pulls out the bottom drawer of the nightstand, nods at its contents, and closes it again.

"I see you've found my vibe and my dildo already."

"In my room there's a canned tenta-pet there. It's nothing to be ashamed of."

"Ah. I see. You're... into that?"

"Being held down and pounded? Yes. Definitely yes."