Thanks to Djkauf for the edits

Continuing once more, this time we say goodbye to an old friend.

Also, due to not wanting to give away the good parts, there is no teaser this time.

More of Tracy, the Girls, The Parents and the rest.

Betty Smith’s Transgender School

The court system has classified me as “Class 31”. Which means my mother has full control over me. I have been in courts many times -- I guess this is like throwing me in jail. The State will pay all costs to have me re-educated, they say. Not sure what that means.

My mother and I just left my doctor where the doctor gave me four shots. I was feeling very relaxed when my Mom told me of my new life because of the Court ruling me “Class 31”.

Part two of three. Thanks again to Patricia for the proofing.

Chapter 9

Dancing professionally, teaching and choreography were never really career goals Kyle had even thought about a few months ago.

His mother threw out things like being a doctor, a lawyer or even an engineer. He had the grades to think about those things in the future. Those were the type of jobs that pulled in “a lot of money”, his mother always said.

The Girl Most Likely To ... - Part 45
by Barbara Lynn Terry

Part 31

In the Wyld World, there are many religions, just as there is in this world. However, in the Wyld World, there is one thing that practically all religions have in common: They are the final word in terms of what is, and what isn't, acceptable.

Enter young Nate Redbone, Native American of the Navajo tribe. He has almost turned 20, and still hasn't gone Wyld. However, once Nate becomes Natalie, how will he be treated amongst his own people? And in return, can he accept them as well?

Chapter Four Continues Here

Back at the hotel we ate in our suite after ordering from room service, once we finished and the dishes collected by the staff we both bathed and changed into our nightdresses.

“Mad Hatter, we are inbound your location. ETA, 2 minutes. Wait one and pop smoke to identify.”

“Copy Dragon Lead, will pop smoke in one. Standing by.”

“I'm tired of hiding. I hate these clothes. I hate Troy.”

Sage pulled Tracy into a hug. “So can I assume that Troy just said his final goodbye?”

Thanks to Djakuf for the edits

The story continues, the next day, Sunday. Soon this weekend shall be over.

Also keeping the rating where it is for the subject matter with William's story

Chapter Three Continues Here

The meal finally ended and we all returned to our home, it was getting late but everyone wanted to talk about me. Oh it wasn't anything bad just about how far we were prepared to go with my living as a woman for the next three years and when everyone left in the early hours they appeared satisfied with the answers they got to their questions.