He's officially stuck with a women's gym membership. Can he fit in as long as he follows the rules?

Charlie’s company finally did something right — granting each employee a $3,000 wellness stipend to pursue self-improvement hobbies and interests. So he decides to use it to get in shape! But when 100% of his stipend is mistakenly allocated to a women’s gym, Charlie is out of luck. That is, until the gym’s owner surprisingly allows him to join, even as a man. But how will he ever fit in?

This 26-chapter, 51,000-word novel is available in its entirety for Kindle. The first few chapters will be shared here as samples. Hope you all enjoy! :)

-Jennifer

Daydreaming on Deck (Part 3)
By Sabrina G. Langton

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Author's note... More of our story about a quiet, married, older, new transgender woman, a listener, but she never tells anyone about all the conversations she has inside her head... I hope YOU like it...

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We were a couple of houses away. I could see Linda's car in the driveway.

Mel finally realizes she is transgender.

It had been 3 months since that night when Mel uncovered the plot to steal the patient for the E.V. charger. Simon had talked to each member of the board privately and had held an extraordinary meeting and removed those plotting against him. The inventor had been given a guaranteed share of the profits and signed over the rights to the company.

Mel had done a lot of soul-searching in the following weeks and met Angie for advice.

I was soon entering Jacqui’s office ready for the worst in response to my coming clean to her about falsifying the job acceptance and about me being really Joey not Josie, but hoping that they had found a way to allow me to stay involved with the Ostia project.

My name is Logan and i have always been the kid everyone ignored, i was a geek and would rather play video games and read comic books than do sports and play outside. Not to mention i was a scrawny 100 pounds and a short 5’4. Nobody cared about me except for Annabelle.

Annabelle was a very pretty redhead and one of the most popular girls in school, from the beginning of the 9th grade, Annabelle took me under her wing, she vowed to take care of me. She introduced me to her friends Candice and Brittney and told me i was the fourth member they have always wanted.

Jo faces up to the future and comes clean to her employers. How it will all turn out is still unclear.

A group of friends streams their gaming on Wednesday nights. But not all the action is on the dining room table.

The orinal story was written as a bit of topical fun for Coronation Day, but I decided that there was still a bit of life left in it and completed a sequel following on with how Lou's life changed.

A group of friends streams their gaming on Wednesday nights. But not all the action is on the dining room table.

Jo's career goes from strength to strength, helped out by Josie, alongside the team at the museum and at the Ostia site.

A little topical tale to add to the celebration of the big day. I hope you enjoy it whether you are full of enthusiasm for the event or or not in the least interested.

Part 1

In my time at University, I studied Art and Art History, with a little side project looking at literary greats. One of the things I learned by heart was the famous quote from the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam. It goes like this –

‘The moving finger writes, and having writ, moves on.
Nor all your piety and wit, shall lure it back to cancel half a line,
Nor all your tears wash out a word of it.’

I woke the next morning still thinking that it was amazing that I was just accepted by everyone as Jo and thought about my performance at the TV interview, which I quickly rewatched. There was no side of Joey that remained, the way I looked, talked and gestured just came across as ‘Girl’ no matter how hard I looked, Jo had taken over my life.

A group of friends streams their gaming on Wednesday nights. But not all the action is on the dining room table.

Swingers

“Over to your right, miss, next in line. Take your luggage with you.”

I mentally shrugged my shoulders and followed the instructions. Parking the bike in the assigned spot, I waited while the bike was secured for the ferry trip.

When you consider the circumstances in my life, it’s easy to see how things turned out the way they did. My dad was killed in action in Afghanistan when I was eight. He was through with his active duty time and had joined the National Guard and his unit was called up when the Taliban launched a major offensive. There are no male relatives that I know of so I haven’t really had any male influence in my life since then.