"Hey, I wanted to ask you guys," I said. "Do either of you read any girls' magazines? You know, like Cosmo Girl or Elle Girl or—"

"Or Barf Girl," Carla interrupted. "Pull-eeze! Are you serious?"

I opened it up and pulled out an eight by ten-inch photograph - a photograph of me - in full drag. I was dressed to the nines, wearing a bright red spaghetti strap cocktail dress that was made out of tiered layers of chiffon.

“The Duke dabbles in the unholy bloody, magical arts. Some of the more powerful spells of such evil require the blood of a royal blood line or even the sacrifice of a royal.”
“How, Taelah, do you know of such unholy rites?”
“As I have said, Sergeant, we have reliable sources.” Taelah met his gaze as an equal.
This Taelah was telling the truth, but not all of it. Takoda thought. She is hiding something...

I fell in love with David in high school and married him right after college. What was it about him that I loved so much? In this chapter: To go out or not? And, if so, how far.

"Come here, you little Dodger girl! You know I love you, don't you? I'm not getting rid of you! I just don't have to be your mother any more! Let's face it, you're like a little soap opera — with breasts!" She laughed and laughed at her own joke.

'How can these effeminate men call themselves women, let alone Lady Muck? (It's a male dominated system anyway which grants titles for marrying men!). No matter what pills, potions or surgery they have, they'll just be eunuchs with tits! Sista Eileen, Real Active Wimyn.'

Easy As falling Off A Bike
by Angharad
part 184.

I will introduce myself, My name is Mellissa, however it was never this name. I was adopted at 4 months old by what I thought of was a loving family environment. Being so you young (male)was different and difficult. I realized at a early age I was different,I think 6 or so were my earliest memories of my dressing.

I borrowed a top from Alice that was as daring as I dared to be. "Um," she said, "I don't know if you're old enough for that top, but one thing I do know for sure: if you're going to wear it, you have to take a jacket, so you can close it up. You need the option."

A moment in time with a decision to make; was it the right one? For the longest time I thought I had probably made the wrong one. Was it the best or worse decision of my life?

She didn't answer, so I pitched it anyway. "You are an amazing woman who has looked after me like a big sister and Simon, like a second mother. You have a very busy and important job, to which you are dedicated. In doing it you are helping hundreds of people every year. You are one of the kindest people I know. At this moment your world is under threat of change, especially if I marry Simon. There is also all sorts of things going on affecting your father and his commercial empire. You are under a lot of stress and I think you have to accept that things you do might be seen out of perspective. You did what you thought was for the best. I think it would be a good idea to let it rest there until you have had some time to recover and a chance to talk it over with someone better qualified than I am. So stop crying and give me a hug."