There have been a lot of stories that tell how boys learn to become better people by being sent to a "special" school. There are some things about those kinds of stories I didn't like much, so I decided to create my own version of this particular sub-genre. Enjoy!

Madam Martinique's Finishing School

Copyright 2007 by Heather Rose Brown
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Keep the tissues handy and tighten your seat belts, Stella is driving!

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad & Virginia Creeper.
part 44.

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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THE TALE OF JET & QUARTZ

By: Darian Deamos

Chapter Five: Finding Center

Poor sleep and more surprises for our hapless heroine. (There will be some more cycling eventually, promise).

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad & Elvis.
part 43.

sex and the clitty

by l.satori aka Laurie S.

SYNOPSIS: Can a transgendered gal find love?

1

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.

College Girl
By poetheather
Chap 17

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?

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad.
part 42

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.

Hare Spray

A moments carelessness, a lifetime of regret. A cautionary what-if *tail*.

My contribution to Laika's ADVERTISING SLOGAN STORY CHALLENGE #2

A conversation is overheard about Dirtiness and mouths...

Based on a Conversation Three: Hell

by

shalimar

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.

In which Cathy braves the elements and Angharad ignores more rules of grammar(and grandad).

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad & Little Red Riding Hood.
part 39.7684306.

As we neared the town centre, I pressed the bell on the bus and moved towards the door. "You're gonna get soaked luv," said the driver.

        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.