"Objection, your honor. There is no evidence presented that says the minor child has XX chromosomes."
"Over Ruled. Mr. Marks has filed his medical reports on the blood work, the physical examination, the x-rays, and the hospital procedure to remove the useless layers of skin covering the child's vaginal opening. Now, Mr. Connors, if you keep objecting, knowing that we have irrefutable medical evidence showing this child to be genetically female, I will hold you in contempt!"
What Mother Didn't Know
Chapter Fifteen Susan goes to the hospital
Dang tears, they seem to come at the worst times. We sat on the bench just outside of the changing rooms, and I didn't care if others saw me or not. I was happy, and I am a girl, and I had a right to cry whereever I wanted to, for whatever reason. Bobbie sat on one side of me, and Cindy on the other. They held me from both sides, to show they were very serious about being there for me.
We just stood there inside the door, and Mrs. Granger just held me. She walked me over to the sofa, and sat down with me, motioning Bobbie to take me upstairs and show me my room.
I went to my room, and did what little homework I had. Then I put my books on my dresser, and got out Little Women and started reading. Mother came in my room, and sat on my bed.
"Ronnie, this thing with Dr. Johnston didn't go very well. But tomorrow, while you are at school, I have an appointment with Mrs. Beale. She wants to talk to me about you, and even though she says that you make a beautiful girl, you should be raised as a boy. So she wants to talk to me about that."
I was reading over my short story Brandy again, because some of the comments I had gotten, said that the SRU wizard never changes his M.O. Hmmm, yet he is a wizard with a sense of humor, sardonic as it is, and does do good for people with genuine hearts.
Okay so, the interaction of the wizard is what makes him loveable, and his attire is a conversation starter, and he always does buisness in his little shop that crops up here and there every now and then. BUT.....
I was reading over my stories again, which I do from time to time, and I noticed that in some of the comments, the readers are saying that my stories are unrealistic, and overly optimistic.
Today was the first day of my Real life Test...officially, that is. Unofficially I began on Sunday, spending the whole day and the following Monday, Memorial Day, as my real self.
I sat in the kitchen, after getting home. I made myself a cup of tea, and just thought about what had happened today. I applied for work as a waitress, dressed as a woman. The manager liked my attitude and hired me, telling me I start in the morning. Since I started at six A.M., I went in my bedroom, and set my alarm clock. Then I took out my uniform from the package, and put it on the back of my chair, very neatly, so as not to wrinkle it.
Tragedy of the Spirit part 16 School Continues and B/F maybe?....
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Note : There is a scene in here which is a attempted rape and some violence towards me durring a moment at the end of school. Please do not read if this will disturb you. Thanks
Something interesting happened today when I went out to eat, at one of those chain steak/buffet places. As is usual on a Sunday it was mostly filled with families, three generations or more.
I was seated next to an extended family who were there along with the grandmother. Three little girls, about 10, 8 and 6 or 7, something like that. The kids were playing and cutting up a bit, not dreadfully so, but a bit annoying. Then the oldest came back from where the three of them had gone off to, and Grandma asked "What's wrong, did the girls run you off?" Well, my head popped up at this and I looked again. Pretty pale blonde hair in a long shag with bangs, pierced ears with a small crystal/fake diamond in each ear, non-descript unisexual clothing - jeans, t-shirt, and sneakers. Could this be a boy?
Hello everyone! This is my first Blog ever. I'm a 30 MTF TS. Today I came out to my mom... *happy sob* S-she said "I known for years, and I love and accept you!" *cries some more* We talked and cried for almost a hour!*sniffle, happy sob* I really love her sooo much!!
This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities between any persons, living or dead, and any places, actions, dialogue, things, etc., is purely coincidental. This story is being written to show kindness, love, acceptance, understanding and family values for transsexuals and their families. This story involves a young male-to-female (M2F) transsexual. The medical procedures in this story are what all M2F transsexuals go through, either at the time of the complete operation, or even before. There is no actual violence, or sex involved, drug abuse, or child abuse either.
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