This is an alternate take on Dawning... Or How I Survived a Plane Crash, Sort Of which is the same up to the kiss. If you have just read that story, you can skip down three or four pages (to “kiss a boy”) and pick up how this version goes.

The darkness never changes, but sometimes it smells different. After 400 years, whether my eyes are open or closed matters because it’s how I communicate. One if by land, two if I see….

CHAPTER 65
My mouth was sticky the next morning, my head still fuzzy. I could still remember most of it though, as the pictures were shown, more wine poured and a messy bout of tears was resolved in the old, old way. Maz looked up at me, bleary-eyed, and lifted a sheet to her nose with a wince.

“Which of us spilled the red on the dooner?”

“No idea. Won’t need a dry clean for a while. Stain’s there to stay, I think. I’ll stick the kettle on, and then we can strip the bed”

Her smile up at me was a little fragile, but she nodded.

“Good job we’re both off today”

“I think she knew there was nothing for you here. Not as a man, but even less as a woman, if that’s how you decided to live.” When I didn’t meet his eyes or say anything, he asked, softly, “Was she wrong?”

On route to Ciarán’s Warehouse:
“This is a nice ride.” Rose couldn’t believe that Sasha picked her up in a blackout Corvette.

When she got inside the car, she couldn’t believe how hi-tech it looked. It was like someone took the inside of KITT from Night Rider and placed it inside a Corvette. The Corvette itself didn’t look like a normal vette. It was a little longer then a normal vette with a thicker front and rear bumper.

Chapter 1: Lilith

0200hrs, Vineyard Property:
“Mobile unit 12, can you check out sector 6?” Betty was on monitoring duty and the security monitor had stopped transmitting over in sector 6.

“Mobile unit 12 here. No problem.” Felica was out making her rounds.

So, far it’s been a quiet night and she was heading back to the security office. Felica turns the ATV she was riding around and heads back to the sensor that monitors the perimeter of the vineyard. As she gets closer, she notices the concealed sensor unit is sparking.

Maria snuggles against Grace and pulls Hawk’s arm closer to her body. She felt safer sleeping between both women. After everything that was done to her by the human traffickers that brought her up from Brazil. She wanted to feel safe again.

She buries her face against Grace’s back and shivers. She feels Hawk’s naked body press against her back, sandwiching her between the two naked women. She starts to relax and slowly fall back to sleep. She felt warm and safe between the two women that saved her from a life of sexual slavery.

“He’s doing better than me, Querida, and he’s in a coma.”

PART THREE
MUM/1940s VINTAGE CHEONGSAM

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This is a little story I wrote, before I started on a two-story set of serials. It introduces the reader to a place that appears in the following posts.
Marianne

The Flip Side

I didn’t get caught up in cross dressing until I was in my late teens. It was a slow, but inexorable process. I suppose it came about from my choice of work. I wasn’t good enough for university, so left school when I was sixteen.

I was determined to study the capabilities of this world’s technology and take advantage of as much of it as I could in this endeavor to report back to Earth.