“Nice dress dude!” some kids yelled as they passed by.

His heart was crushed as he ran back to the bathroom and changed into his pirate garbs. He was humiliated. After all the buildup and fantasizing he had done for this night, it ended in a miserable disappointment. Everything was left in the restroom as he went home without any candy…destroyed.

And so he lay in bed thinking of the immense urge to be a girl that seemed like such a joke

The Floral Tales (working title) –
J Morose 2009

Introduction
 
 
This story is based on a real club that existed in Southport, England in the 80's and early 90's. The events and characters are entirely fictional.

This story contains political incorrectness, intolerance, swearing, sexual references and the usual vernacular references as made by teenagers when their parents are out of earshot. If you want a Disney piece, this is not for you.

The story centres around two teenage boys, their girlfriends and their underage exploits when attending the local rock club.

He's all dressed up and has somewhere to go if his friends can get him to go. Stay tuned....

• May the blessings of the day be upon you and yours
• And many thanks for all the encouraging comments~ J

One shift, I found myself in the aeroponics section along with Simon, the slight young man we had both noticed keeping himself apart from the rest in the mess hall the first time we had eaten aboard ship. I had noticed that he cast longing glances at both of us when we ate, but not in the same way as the others, and he had never tried to approach either of us as the others had. There had been no time for anything but the business of running the ship since we first broke orbit, but as we shuffled around each other, checking pumps and sprayers, pruning plants to ensure maximal growth patterns and yields, I noticed him glancing at me sideways when he thought I wasn’t looking.