TO BE OR NOT TO BE – PART 2

While I was waiting for the drink, one of the guys from the party strolled up to me and introduced himself.
I said, "Hi, I'm Sunny."
He took this as an invitation and sat down on the stole next to me. "You've probably heard this before, but what's a nice girl like you doing in a bar all alone on a Saturday night?"
"Waiting for someone," I responded.
"Your boyfriend?"
"Just a friend, he works nearby and gets off at midnight, so he should be here anytime," I said.
"That's too bad," he remarked.
"Why?"
"I was hoping you were alone and we could get to know each other."
"Sorry," I said. "But my dance card is full this evening."
"Just my luck. Well, if he doesn't show, I will be here for a while longer and . . ."
I waved him off with thanks, but no thanks. He wasn't bad looking, but Antonio was my target for the night.
I was starting to fill the effects of the alcohol when Antonio walked in. His smile brought me back from my reverie. He got a drink and lead me over to a booth away from the party.
"Did I tell you how good you look tonight, Sunny?"
"Yes you did, but feel free to tell me anytime at all. A girl can never get enough compliments," I said and we both laughed.
We made some small talk about his job and how the play was going. I was on my third drink and getting nervous about telling Antonio my secret. Things seemed to be going well and I didn't want to mess it up. But, if this was going to go any farther I had to be honest.
"Antonio," I said seriously.
"Yes?"
"I have been having a good time with you and I don't want to mess that up. But, there is something I have to tell you."
"What's that?" He asked.
"Well, I am not what I appear to be."
Antonio smiled and shocked me almost into sobriety when he said, "You mean that you're not really a girl?"
I almost fainted, he knows, how, what, a thousand thoughts flew in and out of my mind. I tried to speak but only stammered, "How...What...?" I couldn't form any words.
He could tell I was shocked by my stuttering reaction. So he continued, "The other day, I saw you from the back and knew it was you. But you were dressed and looked like a boy. I thought I had made a mistake, but when you turned to the side, I knew it was you."