Collin, now Colleen for certain, is still hiding from the world. While attending ballet for a performance,
others around her begin to see through the cracks in her day to day disguise as Collin.
Beth woke up groggily. She felt trapped for a moment before she realized that during the night the sheets had wrapped around her tightly. Having all the sheets including the bedsheet wrapped around her had caused her to sweat quite a bit as well as her nightie clung to her skin like glue. She knew it meant she had had a bad night. While she couldn't recall any of the dreams she did feel a little less that refreshed that morning. Once out of bed she put the bedsheets into the clothes basket by the door that already had the clothes she had worn the day before in it.
Jess Stone had breasts. He had been like this his entire teen life not quite fitting in anywhere that he had lived and at the same time he hadn’t really had the chance to. His folks moved around a lot with his dad being a hydrological engineer but they were slightly afraid of what might happen to Jess if he attended school. Some people just didn’t get it or wanted too. Jess was now attending a new school when he decided to change things...
Only it was everyone else that was getting changed!
Scott Taylor Miller is tired of being known as Snotty. On New years Day he resolves to take control of his life and make himself into Taylor. However, Scott is unaware that his new asthma medicine will change him in ways he cannot foresee. Forces both within and without will try to define him. If he doesn't want to be Snotty any longer,
Chapter Three
Amin loaded their rented SUV with the tools for the kidnapping. They had specially modified nine millimeter automatic machine pistols with extended thirty round magazines. Stun guns for any overzealous security personnel. Also, they had a medical bag with enough sedative to knock out a whale and a few items to keep their prey under control for the trip to Bahrain and a large payday.
“Did you know that I do blame myself for what happened in December?” Modine asked her husband. “And I feel guilty for this whole crazy Molly situation too.”
“Modine, how is any of this your fault?” Conner asked.
“Well,” Modine looked up at him and she frowned, while shaking her head. “I went to Maggie’s and found Tracy that one morning. I gave Tracy a chance to come out, but only here and only when you were gone. But I could see that each time she came out, putting her back was getting harder. In October she decided to be just Troy, so Vance couldn’t find out and a part of me was relieved. I was so afraid that something would happen and that since I gave Tracy the chance to be out, it would be my fault. Then Thanksgiving happened and you found out, because of Bruce.” Modine wiped a tear from her eye.
Rocky, now Audrey, is lovingly forced to face her own nature, and to deal with a harsh secret from her past, while at the same time, other secrets loom that threaten her, and another of Jane's student's future happiness.
I wipe some of the sweat away from my forehead and take a drink from my water bottle. “Wow…my back…” I look over to Shy who’s way ahead of all of us in their row. Jax is pulling grassy bits out of his rake.
“Y’know for someone that’s never raked a blueberry in her life she’s likely the best raker I’ve seen since dad.”
That’s likely because Shy’s mimicking him.
“Yeah, she’s….”
“Into you which sucks for me.”
“Jax!”
“What? Cheyenne’s likely the easiest damned girl that I’ve ever talked to. Well besides you Dylan.”
There wasn't time to dither, the peloton might take a little longer than us to sort out the foodstuffs but our window of opportunity was no more than a couple of minutes.
An old friend of Aunt Jane calls, asking her to help her child who is having problems dealing with a very aggressive temper. Jane agrees to help, and then finds out that Rocky is just a little different than the run-of-the-mill student at Jane Thompson's Winsome Girls' School for Wayward Boys.
(Karen quickly learns that even her beauty won’t protect her from disappointments that face all girls. Continuing the sequel to “To Be Or Not To Be.”)
It was a very beautiful day when John went jogging and got his new full dress mirror completely for free. But even so, he remembers the day with mixed feelings whenever he looks at the mirror and even more when he looks in it.
Scott Taylor Miller is tired of being known as Snotty. On New years Day he resolves to take control of his life and make himself into Taylor. However, Scott is unaware that his new asthma medicine will change him in ways he cannot foresee. Forces both within and without will try to define him. If he doesn't want to be Snotty any longer,
This is my first story in a while, It came to me while I was playing free cell. Kathleen is a pre-op TS who is very strong in her being. she likes dating guys and is upfront with them about who she is. She meets Ted and things begin to change.
Jess Stone had breasts. He had been like this his entire teen life not quite fitting in anywhere that he had lived and at the same time he hadn’t really had the chance to. His folks moved around a lot with his dad being a hydrological engineer but they were slightly afraid of what might happen to Jess if he attended school. Some people just didn’t get it or wanted too. Jess was now attending a new school when he decided to change things...
Only it was everyone else that was getting changed!
Here's a nice little Valentine's Day story
to help ease the post-holiday blues, in which
two people find each other and share a
deep connection during a winter storm. Powerless
I closed my eyes and snuggled to his warm chest. Was this a dream? I daren’t open my eyes. I just felt that I must look a dreadful sight so I daren’t move in case I woke up. But I could feel a heartbeat and it was beating faster as I snuggled tightly and felt his strong arms around me. I never experienced such comfort and I needed this embrace more than ever in my life.
He didn’t move forward and I daren’t move backwards. What if he was a dream? He pushed forward his hips and I held firm. I was almost off my feet my now standing on the tips of my toes. My God he smelled nice as I nuzzled into his shoulder. Surely I couldn’t be dreaming if I could smell his deodorant. I opened one eye and saw him looking into my face. His teeth were white as the snow and he smiled.
‘Oh Jake I’m so glad that you are alive and well. I’ve searched for signs on the crag in case you fell and froze to death that night when you left so upset with me. What happened?
Author's Note: This story is hard to categorize for me. There are elements of bondage and sex, but it is incidental to the story, and isn't too explicit.
(Suddenly, Karen finds out that having men in her life can be both sweet and complicated. Not everyone understands her, she’s learning. Sequel to “To Be Or Not To Be.”)
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