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It's the day before Rose and Ed get married. The whole gang is at Disney World to
celebrate the big event. Everything has been planned to the smallest of details,
so it's bound to go smoothly, right? Hmmm... do things ever go smoothly for Bebe?
This is a continuation of my other Bebe stories and you should be familiar with the
characters to enjoy this story.
In this chapter, Emily navigates the challenges of coming out as gender fluid while facing relentless bullying from Trevor, whose cruel taunts escalate in and out of school. Despite the overwhelming humiliation, Emily finds solace and unwavering support in their best friend, Jasmine, who stands up for them at every turn. As Emily grapples with fear and self-doubt, a spark of determination begins to grow, hinting at resilience in the face of adversity.
Tommy and his twin sister, Cynthia share almost everything. Their looks, their love of cheerleading. But maybe sharing a preference for street-racing bad boys is going too far?
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As her first mission as The Advocate draws to a close, Becca ties her loose ends and tries to resume a normal life -- well, as normal as life can get for a fledgling superhero. But a cryptic message from the Omnipresence forces Becca to rethink her place in the Multiverse, and brings about a meeting she'd never thought she'd see.
In this, the twins arrive in Seattle, and make plans. And so do their pursuers. But now the twins have a chance to take a breath, and to plan for the future. Only time can tell if their ingenuity can overcome the forces arrayed against them.
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Conspiracies abound, Between Terri's dead Grandmother still playing with the fates, the cheerleaders still trying to get her to join them. Terri just wants some peace and calm...like that will happen!
Shotgun's Secret
a fan fiction by
Valentina Michelle Smith
Shotgun McCain gripped the reins tightly as he snapped his whip. He was desperately trying to drive the four horses to outrun his pursuers.
Two men on horseback chased the stagecoach, firing their pistols into the air. They had little hope of actually hitting the coach while riding. On the other hand, the coach had just as much hope of outrunning the highwaymen.
Elizabeth and I had finished all the preliminaries and were down to the main event -- her love life. We had enough coffee left to hold our booth, but had finished roughly seventy-five percent of our brownies, which was all we were allowed to eat under the Code of Living for Single Girls in New York.
I was nervous. This whole situation was fairly unreal. I mean, I wanted to go back to this, to being a girl and I didn’t know why. I knew that I wouldn’t be able to explain it if asked and that didn’t help matters. I just felt like I wanted to complete this. Sure part of it was my pride and my sense of honor, but not completely. Hell, part of this I wasn’t sure I wanted to tell Meredith. Would she even understand?
Once again my thanks go to Kristina LS for knocking this into shape
As I walked out of the building I felt happier than I had done for a long time. I was finally making decisions on my life and not being pushed from pillar to post by events outside my control.
I walked the few blocks to the office building where I hoped I would be working for quite some time. I took a deep breath and walked through the doors.
"We are here to liberate the human race from the tyranny of the Terran Government. We ask that you surrender immediately.
If you choose to oppose us in the fight for freedom you will be destroyed."
Eric had been walking a long time, going on Walkabout as part of his magical training. Thankfully he had found some money that might allow him to take a break. Up ahead he spotted a water park, Bikini Beach. Maybe this would be just the vacation he needed, after all the Tao provided. If only drama and demons would stay away.
Bikini Beach:
The Wanderer
Based on the Bikini Beach stories created by Elrod W.
Simon paid the bill and escorted me back to his Volvo, it was much cooler and I shivered a little. I didn't really have a suitable coat or wrap to go with the dress, so I had to put up with it.
"You're shivering," observed Simon.
"It's cooler than I expected," I said feeling rather stupid.
Will the contemptible, way too curious Ida, from TGIF get hers? This prologue is almost guaranteed to confuse my regular collaborators, as it has almost nothing to do with the story they have been reviewing for me. Or does it?
Ida The Spy
By Holly H Hart
Copyright 2007
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"My fear?" she said smiling gently. "I will still be terrified every moment you are gone that you might not come home.
I would still be afraid of a life without you to hold. But, Valerie, Jesse is right, you do belong out there with the fleet.
You are a marvelous ship designer, and you are an utterly incredible lover and life partner, but Valerie,
you were born to command a starship in battle. You are more alive, more at ease there than anywhere I have ever seen you,
excepting, of course, when I have you in bed."
A third essay from the heart about what it means to be transgendered.
I talked with one of my former supervisor at work the other day. I let her know that I soon would be allowed to wear a skirt or a dress at work. This would happen after some meetings that would be occurring after my present supervisor returned from vacation.
"I am become death," I said softly, "On a pale horse I ride..."
I raised the gun one last time, this time to my own head.
I couldn't live with what I had become."
Pulling the pillow off of her head, Christina forced her eyes to focus on the alarm clock. "Crap," she yawned. It was already past eight; she'd slept late yet again. She had spent most of last night Googling taxation problems to no avail. Dropping her bare feet onto the cold floor, she went into the bathroom. Her eyes winced in the pale light as she took stock of what she saw. As usual, after her Oak Grove vacations, Christina was still a girl. Even without her false breasts in place and with her disheveled morning hair, there was no doubt about it. Her powder blue cotton pj's, which were covered from head to toe with yellow chicks, certainly didn't help her cause. She was in a difficult spot- she would be returning home for Christmas, so she did not have the luxury of getting a haircut. She'd just have to find some way of making herself a convincing boy in the meantime.
Continuing the challenge of raising everyone's boredom threshold!
Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad & Mark Twain.
part 38DD (my cup runneth over).
I rushed into the admin block and stopped, toilets, I needed toilets. I spotted the sign just in the nick of time, scurrying for the door before I made a mess and a fool of myself.
Dennis is a stunt man, er... boy, er... young adult. Being of slight build, although muscular, he didn’t get into sports when in middle and high school. No, he was far too deeply involved in the motion picture business by then. It all began when he was less than a year old and snowballed from there.
Angelique is back. Along with assorted ancient gods and goddesses, a plot to unseat Lucifer from the throne of Hell, and a lot of other fascinating things. She always seems to get the 'interesting' jobs.
Peaches is an unusual boy with an unusual school project -- he's going to spend his semester exploring gender roles in high school by living as a girl. Things get complicated but everybody learns something -- including Peaches!
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