Smoke Valley Ranch was a place for people to get away from things. For me, it was a place to get away from boyhood.

The Ranch, by Karin Bishop

Part 1

Chapter 1 — The Fire

Synopsis: A seemingly normal man suddenly feels strongly attracted to women’s lingerie, and has very vivid and erotic dreams of having sex as a woman. His psychologist traces his feelings to when he was in the Army, and begins to unravel a deeply guarded and strange mystery.

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There are times when we have dreams so real that they conflict with our memories. Which are the memories, and which are the dreams? Sometimes, it gets confusing. Sometimes, we have to wonder whether the memories really are memories, or if they are something else covering a deep dark secret…

Elrodw
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by Andrea DiMaggio

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There are so many of us who find we can have faith that moves mountains, just not faith for our own sake. We see the best in others while seeing so little of worth in ourselves. Life can be hard when you’re stuck that way, but Bernice was about to find out that someone had faith in her.

Jem…Chapter 68

Chapter 68

We’re sitting and talking with Mr. Walker about the Halloween thing he’s got planned and the food comes but not our order but. “Here are some of the new offerings for the concert night offerings. Honestly the brittle’s gone over so well that I’d like to ask your opinions.”

I can't believe how this feels.

Looney Limerick

I wrote this poem in the winter 1991 - 1992. I had recently moved out on my wife, at the time, and in with my first Tgal lover. I'd started HRT in June '91 and had my GRS with Dr. Stanley Biber in Trinidad, Colorado scheduled for June '92.

I had met my first M2F TS in January 1990 and realized I was TS later that year. In 2 1/2 years, I was going from being in denial about my true self and seeming like a "normal guy" to most people, to being post-op. Sometimes things seemed to be going so fast that I felt like I was on a rocket sled. I wanted to transition so much and I felt that I had wasted so much time; there was nothing to do but go as fast as possible, but still my head was spinning from all the changes.