Tim had finally come out to his father about wanting to be a girl. Discover what happens next: Does David, Tim’s father, continue to help his son, now his daughter, achieve her ambitions? Are prayers really answered in the way we think they are? Gratiously edited by stanman63. And Now...   A Prayer Answered Chapter One By Sara D.

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Chapter 1
 
I was on my way home from work early today because I was worried about what was going on with my son, who is sixteen now. He’s been down and lethargic lately, so I asked my boss for some time off, and since I was ahead in my work he gave me the rest of the day off, and Friday as well. I thanked him for the time and said I would make it up to him. John said not to worry about it; he understood that sometimes, as he is a single father as well, I needed to spend time with my son. It’s been hard the last few months. Not only did I lose my loving wife, but Tim had lost his mother. So the idea of spending the next few days at home with him might do us both some good.

As I drove the 20 minutes it took to get home I thought about what, besides his mother’s death from cancer, could be bothering him. Claudia had not only been my wife, but my best friend as well. We met while I was in the military, and married just a few months later. Sadly, she was diagnosed with a malignant tumor that had attacked her brain and nervous system just two days after Tim’s sixteenth birthday. The doctors couldn’t do anything for her, and her death came and went too quickly. It was hard to deal with, as both Tim and I were in depression for the first month after her funeral. It was a sad time in both our lives; I sought the help of a therapist for us both. Thelma was such a big help with our grieving, that I thank God every day for her help.

Both Tim and I bonded over the next month. Then mysteriously, in the third month Tim once again seemed down, which explains my trip home today. I parked the truck in my driveway and walked into the front door. The house was quiet when I entered and closed the door behind me. I thought the house was empty. I thought maybe Tim was not yet home from school, that is, until I heard soft whimpering coming from his open bedroom door.

Then I heard him quietly praying and this is what I heard.

“Dear Lord why haven’t you heard my prayers? I’ve been good; I have great grades and a loving father. Why is it so hard to get what I need? I mean, since mom died I haven’t had the chance to be me, the real me. I miss mom so much, Lord. I miss our time together as mother and daughter.”

I kind of cringed at what I had just heard; had I heard him right? Mother-daughter time? So I continued to listen, as I might learn what had been bothering him.

“I just wish I could tell Dad how I feel. I want to be Sandra again; just to wear girl’s clothes again would be wonderful. Please Lord, hear my prayer and grant my wish. All I want is to be a good girl, just like when mom was still here. In Jesus name I pray, Amen.”

Tim had finished and began to cry softly again. I had to do something, but thought it better not to barge into his room. So I quietly went back to the front door, opening it, and then shut it loudly and announced I was home.

“Tim, I’m home, I got some time off from work until Monday, and I would like us to spend some time together.”

I waited patiently for an answer, I was pretty sure he was composing himself, not wanting me to see him crying.

“OK, Dad, give me a while. I’m just going to jump in the shower,” Tim answered as I heard the door to the bathroom closed behind him.

I sat down on the edge of my bed and closed my eyes and tried to think. As I did, all of the wonderful memories of dressing myself as a woman came back, which led me to my wife Claudia in the first place?

I met her at the mall one day while I was shopping as Sara and went into a salon that had a new line of cosmetics. I thought it was high time I went in and got some proper makeup and none of that cheap crap from Wal-Mart. So with my head held high I walked into Claudia’s Salon and saw the most beautiful woman I had seen in a while.

I couldn’t help but smile at her as I walked up to the makeup counter. She stood 5’6” hand long brown hair. She was not too thin, with a small chest and a perfect pearl white smile.

As I approached her I was instantly attracted to her, “Good afternoon Miss, I’m Claudia. How can I help you today?” she’d said sweetly.

“I’m Sara, and I’m interested in getting some decent makeup. I need everything,” I said, a little hesitant at what her true reaction would be to me.

“Well, let me help you choose the right color combinations for your skin. I will help you choose what is right for your complexion.”

Claudia began to work on color choices and found what worked for me. I was enjoying this very much and could not stop myself from smiling at each new application of makeup.

“You have very nice skin; I think this color will do you wonders,” she said, handing me a mirror. I couldn’t get over how good she’d made me look. All the stress of going out dressed and going into the mall had melted away.

“Thank you, Claudia. You did a wonderful job, I just wish I could look this good more often,” I said with a sigh.

“Oh you can, my dear. It truly is easy, and I would be glad to show you how,” Claudia said with at smile.

“Really you would do that for me? I hardly know you.”

“Yes of course I’ll teach you, anyone that is willing to spend $200.00 on makeup is worth my time,” Claudia said with a smile.

This beautiful woman sitting in front of me had my full attention, and I even began to flirt with her a bit. “You’re beautiful yourself, Claudia,” I told her with a smile and a flick of my hair from the blond wig I had on.

“Thank you, Sara, I am flattered. You are beautiful, too, but I bet you’re handsome when not dressed up.” Claudia said with a bigger smile while caressing my hand. “I wouldn’t mind meeting your other self some time, maybe for a movie and dinner, say, this Friday evening.”

‘What? Did I just hear her right? She is asking me out on a date. Holy crap, this girl just asked me out. I can’t pass up an opportunity like this. A woman who obviously knows I am a cross dresser, and just asked me out.’

Before I could say anything she said, “Unless you’re not into dating girls?” she pouted.

“Of course I like girls!” I said, sounding offended. ‘I mean, come on, I am a guy under all of this.’ “Sorry if I came off a little brash, I would love to go out with you. I’m David, by the way, when not dressed like this,” I indicated the black Mini and white blouse I had on.

“That would be nice, meet me here at the mall on Friday. I close up the shop around seven.”

“I can’t wait,” I said with a gleaming smile. “I will see you on Friday then.”

“OK David … Sorry, Sara,” She said, correcting herself, thinking I preferred the Fem name.

“It’s OK Claudia. I go by David most of the time anyway,” I told her. With all that said and done, I purchased my new makeup selections and departed. I stopped on the way home to get gas and changed into my male self once again. I got back to my apartment and thought about my upcoming date this Friday. It would be hard to have to wait such a long time, this being Sunday and all. Friday did come quickly though, and I met up with Claudia at her Salon at about 6:45.

I walked up to her and said, “Hello again, Claudia, how are you today?"

“Oh, um hi, who are you? Do I know you?” she said with a puzzled look.

I guess she did not recognize my voice or my face from Sunday. I felt kind of bad and felt she was just teasing me last time into thinking she would actually ask me out, “It’s me, I came last Sunday. I’m David, remember?” I told her hoping it would jog her memory.

“Oh my, it is you. I am so sorry, I didn’t recognize you,” she apologized and looked me up and down while smiling. “Hmm, I was right, you are very handsome, David.”

“Thank you, you look very nice tonight, too. I like your top.” I felt it was necessary to comment on her top. It was gorgeous on her, short sleeved shirt pink and yellow in color that brought out her great completion. “It really suits your complexion.”

“Thank you. No man has ever told me something like that. I might just have to marry you some day,” she said with a snicker.

“That would be wonderful,” I said, blushing.

She locked up her shop and took my hand as she led me to the theater. We continued to talk on the way to the movie. “You know, now that we might see more of each other, I get to pick out what you wear on our next date,” she said with a smile. “And I think a nice pink dress I saw in Macy's would be perfect for you.”

“Oh my, really, that would be fantastic.”

I was visually excited about what she has in mind and she noticed, “Oh, you like that idea, huh? This could be a very interesting relationship.” We continued to the movie and after it went to dinner.

I have to say I’d had a wonderful time with Claudia and told her so.

“This was a fantastic evening, Claudia; I’m having a great time. We should get together again, soon.”

She had a content look on her face which made me smile again, “I think you are right, we should go out again.” Claudia said, while stroking the top of my hand.

Six short months later Claudia and I married in a beautiful ceremony and our lives together started. We purchased our first home two months into the marriage and Tim was born just ten months later. We made an agreement that while Tim was young I would not dress as Sara at home. This was OK with me, as I did not want to do it in front of my son anyway, so we only dressed as ‘sisters’ once in a while and had not done so in a long time. We were parents now and were preoccupied by raising our son.

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I shook those wonderful memories from my head as I heard the shower shut off and Tim shut the door to his room. I had not even thought of dressing since Claudia died. The cancer had taken her so quickly that it was such a shock to all of us.

Then I remembered what Claudia had said to me with her dying breath, “Take care of Tim, he is more like you then you know.”

I now understood what she had meant. I just wish she had explained things before it was too late, but I understood why. She was keeping a secret that Tim had entrusted to her. I could not fault her for that; now I had to take care of my son.

‘I have to do something. I know now that he wants to dress as a girl. He even has a name for himself. And I completely understand how he feels, especially at sixteen and what I felt at that age as a closet cross dresser. But now, how do I help him without causing him to withdraw further? I want him to know it’s OK and that I will still love him, even if he wants to be a girl.’

‘I just don’t know where to start. It’s hard to understand kids these days. Fashion trends and sexuality are more easily accepted, but how do I let him know I am OK with it? In addition, he may think I have a religious problem with it. We do go to church each Sunday. He may think that I hold some of those ideals to heart. Which I don’t, like most Christians, I believe in God, but I don’t think it is wrong to be gay, bi, transgendered or whatever. He made me and my son to who we are. And I think it is his will that my son be that way he is and the same as for me. I will find a way. I just need time with my son this weekend, and maybe I will come up with a plan.’

I gathered myself together and waited for Tim in the living room. He soon came out and sat next to me on the couch, “You got time off from work, Dad. That’s great. Can we go to the tractor pulls on Saturday?” he asked excitedly. ‘Now that’s my boy,’ I thought to myself, but as I looked at him I could see the pain in his eyes and I felt bad for him.

“Of course we can Tim. You know how much I would love to do that with you. How about we go out to dinner tonight, and maybe even to the mall after?”

“OK dad that sounds good, can we go to the Outback?” he asked with anticipation.

“Can we go to Outback? You know that’s my favorite place. Sure we can.”

We were soon out the door and drove to Outback and were quickly seated. I watched as my boy ate his dinner, a little light for a sixteen year old boy. But for his stature it was normal. He is not overly tall at 5’4”, 110 lbs. Skinny by my standards, hell I’m the same height, but outweigh him by at least 90lbs, easy. Oh well, I’m not such a young man any more.

His light blond hair had grown since the funeral; I wondered to myself what he would say if I suggested a cut to the shoulder length wisps of hair on his head. Maybe another time. We finished our meal and I paid as we left.

As we drove to the mall I asked, “So Tim, is there anything you need while we roam the mall?”

“Not really, but if I see anything I’ll let you know,” Tim answered with a knowing smile.

I’m sure in his mind he was screaming at himself to tell me what he really wanted, but was too afraid to talk to me about it. And I could tell by the sad look on his face that he was struggling with himself.

As we entered the mall it was filled with the familiar sights of families, teenage girls and boys wandering around, flirting in a typical fashion. As we walked the mall I watched my son watching all the girls walk by. He had good taste; most of the girls he was eyeballing were very pretty. I was the same way when I was his age, looking at the girls and wanting to be them, or with them. I wondered if he was thinking the same thing.

My feet were getting a bit tired so I indicated a bench to sit on. Tim and I sat and I noticed we were across from Forever 21. I saw Tim was discretely looking into the store at all the nice clothes they had. Also, I noticed him starring at a very pretty young lady inside the store who seemed to be about his age. She had long brunette hair, green eyes and was wearing a green skirt and white top. I could only chuckle to myself and think that my boy has a crush on her.

“She’s very pretty, Tim. You should go talk to her. Do you know her?”

“That’s Kim; she’s in a few of my classes. She is pretty, huh Dad,” Tim said and I knew he was thinking to himself how nice it would be to wear the outfit she had on. ‘But would she go out with a guy that wanted to be a girl?’

“I don’t think she would want to go out with a guy like me, Dad.”

“Why is that son?”

“I don’t think I’m her type.”

“You will never know unless you talk to her, Tim. I remember how embarrassing it can be to talk to such a pretty girl. Go on, go talk to her.”

“I can’t, Dad. She won’t want to date a guy like me,” Tim said with a sad face.

“What do you mean a guy like you? You’re not telling me you’re gay, are you. Not that I would care,” I said, opening the door for him to tell me how he was feeling.

“I’m not gay, Dad!” Tim almost screamed, and then paused for a minute. “You wouldn’t mind if I was?”

“Of course I wouldn’t mind. You are my child, and I love you unconditionally and would not care if you are gay or whatever.”

“Really?” he said with a little excitement.

“Yes, I will love you no matter what. So are you saying you are gay then?”

“I said I’m not gay, Dad, just different.” He said blushing.

“Different how?”

“You sure you won’t get mad?”

“No I won’t get mad. Just tell me.”

“Dad, it’s um uh …” I could tell Tim was struggling to get out what he wanted to say. “Dad … I want to be a girl,” Tim finally said, then looked down at the floor.

“A girl, what makes you think that you want to be a girl, Tim?"

“It’s how I feel, Dad. I’ve known since I was around six. Mom knew how I felt; I just made her promise not to tell you. She even bought me some clothes I could wear and I could be myself with her,” Tim spilled the beans. Then he continued, “Ever since mom died I have not been dressed in those clothes, hoping the feelings would go away. But they haven’t, they’ve increased. More and more every day I wish I could just magically turn into a girl just like Kim. That’s why I know she would not go out with me; she’d have to be a lesbian. All I know is, Dad, is that I really want to be a girl. Mom and I had good times together. She always helped be dress, and when I was thirteen she taught me how to do makeup.”

“I am very proud of you Tim for being able to tell me how you feel. You know, you and I have a lot in common, did you know that?” I felt it was a good time to come clean about myself.

“How do you mean, Dad?” Tim had a puzzled look.

“Well when I was your age I had faced the same issues as you do. I never did tell anyone in my family about Sara. Your mother was the only one who knew of her.”

“Who’s Sara, an old girlfriend?” he asked innocently.

“No Tim, I am Sara. At least I used to be before you were born. I’m a cross dresser too, but stopped when you came to your mom and me. I had more important things to worry about, like raising a son for instance.”

“You wear women’s clothes? I never knew. Mom said you and I had a lot in common but never told me about this. Do you think you will dress again, Dad?

“Maybe someday, but first let’s deal with you. What would you like to do?”

“If you would not mind, I would like to do some shopping for a few new clothes, as I’ve outgrown what I have stashed,” Tim said with a half smile.

“Sure, how about you lead the way?”

“Thanks, Dad.” Tim said, and gave me a hug. Tim hadn’t done that since his mom’s funeral, and I felt good that he had finally come out of his shell. Well, at least I hoped that is what was happening.

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To Be Continued...

Tim had finally come out to his father about wanting to be a girl. Discover what happens next: Does David, Tim’s father, continue to help his son, now his daughter, achieve her ambitions? Are prayers really answered in the way we think they are? Graciously edited by stanman63.   And Now...   A Prayer Answered Chapter Two By Sara D.

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Chapter 2
 
I followed Tim into Forever 21 and it was like watching a kid in a candy store. I remembered feeling the same emotions the first time I went out shopping for myself. He was defiantly into shopping and handling all those soft and silky clothes. I saw the expression on his face change as he fondled a lovely satin knee length dress. I saw anticipation and a little fear in his eyes as he glanced over towards the fitting rooms. I saw him change right in front of me at that very moment; I began to see the girl that had been hiding in plain sight all this time. The feminine mannerisms, the content look on her face.

A son no more stood in front of me and entered the changing room. I looked at my new daughter in a new light. I was thinking of Tim as Sandra now, my daughter. It’s going to be a long road for her, I have to support whatever decision she makes for herself. I knew her answer even before she did. The glow on her pretty face as she stepped out of the fitting room in that red satin dress. It fit perfectly except for needing help in the chest. If you’ve ever seen the look on your child’s face on Christmas morning getting that special toy they’ve always wanted then you know that look. A look of contentment and utter love, I could not help but smile at her as she twirled around happy as can be.

“I love it dad, what do you think?” Sandra said with great anticipation.

“I think it suits you well Sandra, you are certainly a beautiful girl even without make up,” I said then realized I had used her feminine name, oops.

“Thank you dad, I am going to need more than this you know. I hope you can handle the shopping needs of a sixteen year old girl.” Sandra said with a grin then paused as she realized I called her Sandra. “You just called me Sandra, how did you know.” She asked puzzled.

“God has mysterious was of answering prayers Sandra, and in a way told me to be at home to answer it and here we are.”

“Thank you, I love you daddy," Sandra said as she hugged me.

Sandra and I spent the rest of the evening shopping at several stores; I must tell you I feel broke now. I am really going to need to work more hours to make up for this. As we got home and I helped her put away her new things I wanted to see what she felt about what was next for her.

“You know Sandra, your dad is going to have to work overtime to make up for all of your new clothes, shoes, make up and jewelry, “ I said with a chuckle. “I don’t want you to put all of these clothes away and then not wear them.”

“Oh daddy, don’t worry I intend to never wear boys clothes again. In fact if you will let me, I would like to throw them all out.” Sandra said with conviction.

“What about school sweet heart; aren’t you afraid what will happen when you show up dressed as a girl.” I asked now truly worried as to what might happen to my baby, I don’t want her to get hurt.

“I can’t hide who I really am anymore, if they can’t accept me like I am then they were never friends to begin with. Besides, Sandra has more friends than you’re aware of dad.”

“As long as you are sure about this, I will contact the school and tell them of your decision. But I am sure they will want you to talk to a psychologist to confirm you are truly going to transition.”

“We can talk to Thelma, she knows all about me dad, she told me when I was ready she would be able to help.”

“Am I the only one that was kept in the dark about my daughter?” I said with a fake pout.

“Daddy, you were only kept in the dark because I was afraid of what you would think about me being a girl. Mom kept insisting you would be OK, but I never got over that fear and then mom passed away before I had the courage to talk to you about it. Now God has answered my prayer and here I am, I’m putting away my new clothes and planning on living the rest of my life as me, the real me Sandra,” She said sounding much happier and content than she ever has in the past few months.

It took us about an hour to put away all her new things and to box up her old clothes. I put them in the garage later in the night and sat down and watched television. Sandra joined me a bit latter wearing her new pink satin nightie and snuggled up to me. I felt content and happy for my new daughter and felt the day was productive and healing in a way. What will the future hold for me and Sandra? I just hope I am doing the right thing.

Shortly after she laid her head on my chest she fell asleep, she was asleep for a few minutes and I began to get tire myself. I felt bad about waking her but we both needed the rest. As I tucked her into her bed I gave her a kiss on the forehead and said good night.

“Good night Sandra, sleep well,” As I left I heard her pray once again and knew I could hear her.

“Dear lord, I want to thank you for answering my prayer. I have the most wonderful daddy in the world. Bless him and keep him, in Jesus name I pray. Amen.”

“That was nice sweetie, now get some sleep.”

“Good night….daddy.”

I closed her door and went to my own room and got under the covers and slept better than I had it months. ‘Thank you God for my beautiful daughter’. I prayed just before falling to sleep.

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From Sandra’s point of view from here on out. Chapter 3 Coming soon.
 

Sandra is David’s new daughter and is happy and content. Sandra takes over the story as we follow her through her exposure to Brian her best friend and has an appointment with a psychiatrist Dr. Louis. Authors note: I’ve never written like this, two people telling different sides of the story. I Hope you like it. Graciously edited by stanman63.   And Now...   A Prayer Answered Chapter Three By Sara D.

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Chapter 3
 
I slept better last night than I had in months; I woke that Friday with a new outlook on life. I can’t believe how well my dad had accepted what I said last night. I got out of bed and stared at all the lovely things I had in my drawers and closet.

What a wonderful feeling to wake up to all these new clothes and to never have to put on another stitch of boys clothes again. It has been a tough couple of months for Dad and me; with mom gone we both were hurting. But now I have a better outlook and more to look forward too.

I just wish mom was here to witness the re-birth of her daughter to the world. I went and took a shower and made sure I was clean and neat, shaving my legs and underarms as I had in the past. I dried off and looked at the mirror and started to dry my hair as the familiar female face appeared once again. I couldn’t help but get excited and things arose as I applied makeup once I was happy with my hair.

I was interrupted by a knock on the door, “Sandra, I called the school about you so you won’t be going today I also made an appointment with Thelma at ten, so take your time sweetie and I’ll make us some breakfast.”

“OK Dad, I’ll only be a few minutes.”

Well I did have practice you know, mom taught me well when we had our time together. I just hope Dad and I will be able to connect in a similar fashion. I guess I’ll find out soon enough. I walked back into my room after finishing a great job on my long blond hair and makeup, if I say so myself. I could not help but staring at the pretty teenage girl staring back at me in my dresser mirror.

I now had the task of picking out what to wear. I don’t mind you know, the time it takes to pick the right outfit, with all these new selections before me I was just a little overwhelmed. I finally decided on a black stretch skirt that came to just above the knee with a complimentary red blouse, black tights and my new black one inch pumps. After that I sat at my desk and filed and then painted my nails a lovely lavender color to match my eyes.

I was so happy at this point I could not help but get frustrated again with things arising when not wanted. I realized I needed to take care of things, grabbed a towel from my laundry hamper and relieved the pressure. I must say I never once experienced such an unbelievable orgasm in my young life, it’s a good thing I had that towel or I would surely had to change.

Once things were back to their normal size I once again tucked myself and gave my front a more lady like look.

I walked out and joined my dad who was just finishing setting breakfast on the table; I took a seat and saw him staring at me.

“You look beautiful this morning Sandra, I can see that your mother indeed did teach you a lot. Nice choices on your outfit, a little sexy for a meeting with your shrink, but you are sixteen after all,” He said a little sternly.

“Daddy…..all girls my age dress this way, well most of the time,” I said in aggravation.

“I know Sandra, I was with you at the mall and completely understand that the way you dress is an expression on how you feel and a statement to the world you are indeed a girl, which no doubt no one will argue after seeing you like this,” he said with compassion and understanding.

“Thanks Dad, what did the school say when you called them?” I asked as I ate some bacon.

“I just told them your decision to attend school as Sandra and that we are working with a therapist who will provide written verification on your intent to transition to a girl full time. They said they have had others in the past and currently so there’s no problem with the school. All your teachers will be told to expect Sandra Monday morning, and Mrs. Sherman wishes you good luck and wanted to see you first thing on Monday before first period.”

“OK, thanks Dad. You know I’ve been thinking about a few things this morning. I know I want to be a girl, but after what happened while getting dressed I am not sure about changing everything,” I told him then explained about the experience in my room.

“Well that is for you to decide Sandra, and Thelma will be able to help you find out what you are indeed meant to be.”

Dad and I finished breakfast and talked the whole time, he’s great and I can’t get over how cool he is with all of this. I was still thinking about if I really want to keep it or not. You know my thingy, I was unsure. I was chewing my last bite of egg when the door bell rang. It was Friday morning about 7:30 am, 'Who could that be?' I wondered.

Dad must have seen the puzzled look on my face. “Do you want me to get that Sandra?”

“No, it’s OK. I will have to face the world soon enough,” I told him and got up and went over to the door and opened it and when I did standing there looking me up and down was my best friend of fourteen years Brian.

'Oh ooh, I thought I’m not ready to confront him right now. He’s going to think I’m gay, I don’t even know for sure myself which way I will go. I like girls, but do I like boys? I don’t even want to go there right now. He is kind of cute though, did I just think that? Oh crap, I guess I had better invite him in and explain.'

But before I could say one word, “Hi, is Tim at home?” He asked smiling at me.

“Umm…Sure…..Yah, just a second, come on in a take a seat, Hi,” I said not knowing how to continue. “I’m Sandra, but you can call me Sandy.”

“It’s nice to meet you Sandy,” He said sweetly, obviously attracted to the girl I was portraying. He then saw my Dad. “Hi Mr. D. where’s Tim?” Brian asked and sat across from my dad at the table.

I guess I should describe Brian for you, he’s 5’4”, brown hair, green eyes and tan skin and a slight European accent. His family moved from England when he was younger and he picked up a little of that accent from his folks.

I took the same seat I had occupied prior to answering the door, and as I sat I took a deep breath and began.

“Tim is right here Brian,” I said gesturing to myself. “I am Tim, was Tim I mean.”

Brian looked at me with wide eyes and stared at me, again looking at me up and down. It was very hard to read his expression an almost stale look appeared on his face then one of recognition once he realized I was not kidding him.

“You’re shitting me right? This has got to be some sort of joke, right? You’re pulling my leg?” He said then laughed.

“No I am not kidding Brian, this is me now, the real me. I’ve always felt I should be this way, I just need time to figure out what is next and I also need your support.”

“What are you some sort of fag or something? Come on what the fuck is this shit? You’re supposed to be my best friend and now I find out your some sort of fairy, a freak. I’m out of here!” he said with anger and left my house in a hurry.

I was just in such a good mood now I’m sad again. Had I truly hurt my friend or what? I sat and started to cry and Dad came over to me and gave me a hug and comforted me. I continued to cry softly into his shoulder then he said something I will never forget.

“Sandra, I love you and no matter what, I will support you. You have to understand that Brian has to figure this out in his head, he’s your best friend in the whole world and he probably feels you betrayed him and killed off his one true best friend,” Dad said a little teary eyed himself. “Don’t let one person make you second guess the way your life is destined to go. He will be back, I promise.”

“Thank you Daddy, I feel a bit better now,” I then went to the bathroom and fixed my makeup as my mascara had run while I was crying.

We sat and talked a while waiting for the time to go by, I began to understand my dad more and more after this. We did have a lot in common in dressing but he never felt like a girl he told me. He just liked the clothes, me I knew from a young age I was meant to be a girl full time. But now I was unsure of things and hoped that Thelma would be able to help. Once enough time had passed Dad drove me downtown to Thelma’s office. I was a bit apprehensive when we arrived but found the courage somewhere deep down to get out of the car. I entered her office with my head held high and with confidence as my dad and mom had told me to do.

I sat in a chair as my dad filled out a few forms at the reception window, I looked at the pile of magazines on the table in front of me and picked out a Seventeen magazine and began reading it while waiting for Dr. Louis to call for me. A few minutes later the pretty receptionist called me in.

“Ms. Davidson, Dr. Louis will see you now,” She said as she ushered me into the back of the office into Thelma’s treatment room.

I walked in and was greeted by Thelma, “Well, it’s nice to finally meet you Sandra, please have a seat and we will chat.” She said nicely, “You look very nice by the way; pretty even. You make a very nice looking girl Sandra.”

“Thank you Thelma,” I said a bit embarrassed.

“I see you finally came out to your dad. Congratulations on getting this far. He’s told me that you plan on living like this full time, possibly permanently.”

“Kind of, I am not sure now, what I mean is that while I got dressed this morning something happened that made me think I am not completely sure what I’m supposed to do,” I then recounted what had occurred that morning in my room and the use of the towel.

“Your reaction is perfectly natural Sandra, as you are still physically male and you still have male hormones running through you this was bound to happen. This is why we are here, to find what is right for you. Are you second guessing being a girl?” she asked that motherly way she had.

“Absolutely not, I am a girl I just don’t know how I feel about my male parts; it felt so good, so right. I just I don’t know if I’m willing to part with it right now. Is this something I need to decide right away?” I said almost in tears.

“No, you can take your time in deciding what you ultimately want. You have time to decide, what would you do if you were told you had to go back to being a boy?”

“I would tell whoever that was to piss off, I am a girl, and I just need to figure things out. What I am sure about is that I do want to look as much like a girl as possible, you know hormones and stuff.”

“I can definitely tell you are sure you are girl, mentally anyways. Even in your past sessions you were sure you were a girl then, you just had to come out of your shell and show the world that you really are a girl. If you want I can prescribe hormones for you, you will need a shot and then take pills every day.”

“Thelma, I am mentally prepared for that, I have dreamed of being a complete girl for a long time. I know what will happen and that it will take time to see changes and what it will do to my male libido.”

“You’re a smart girl and I am sure this is right for you, I just need your father’s approval and I will write a letter explaining the situation to the school and it will allow you to attend school as a girl.”

“Thank you Thelma, you are such a help. I know that talking to you in the future will help me in the decision.”

With that I hugged her goodbye and told Dad that she wanted to speak to him. I picked up the Seventeen magazines and finished reading it while I waited for Dad. When he returned he sat next to me and patted me on the shoulder.

“You sure you want this?” he said smiling.

“More than anything Daddy, it’s who I am, and who I’m going to be.”

“OK, I just wanted to be sure you were sure about this,” he said rubbing my shoulder and with that the nurse came and took me back and gave me a shot in the bum, and it hurt. I was then handed a prescription for hormones to pick up on the way home. Dad and I picked up the prescription at the pharmacy and went out for lunch.

After lunch and as a surprise Dad took me to Mom’s old salon. He still owned it but had Marge running it now that Mom was gone. I was soon seated by Marge at a nice salon chair and treated to what I have to say was luxurious. Once she had finished I saw she had put highlights in my hair. As I was drooling over the teen girl in the mirror I felt a small prick in my right ear then the left as Marge pierced my ears then put some lovely emerald studs in the new holes. I could not feel more feminine at this point. The experience had felt so wonderful but those same feeling I had that morning returned as things became uncomfortable for me down there. I know once I was home and had some privacy I would once again need that towel.

Dad drove us home and as we drove up to the house I saw Brian waiting on our porch for us to get home. I cautiously walked up to the front door.

“Hi Brian,” I said quietly and looked at the ground, I began thinking about apologizing to my best friend about the long time lie but he said sorry first.

“I am so sorry for earlier Sandy, can you forgive me? I should not have cursed at you and I should not have left the way I did,” Brian said with emotion.

“I’m the one who should be sorry Brian. I should have been able to tell you about this a long time ago, and I was just afraid what you would think about me.”

“It’s me who’s at fault Sandy, what I said, the words I used were wrong. You are my best and only friend; we have stuck together since we met.”

“Thanks Brian, you are a true friend and I forgive you as long as you can forgive me for hiding it from you,” I said and was surprised when he gave me a friendly hug.

“I forgive you Sandy,” He said patting my on the back with a slight sniffle. “I do love you, you know that don’t you.”

“Yes of course, I love you to Brian,” Then Brian got a big grin on his face and looked me in the eyes.

“You know, I’ve never had a girlfriend, will you be my girlfriend? Please?” He said with honesty and sincerity.

“Brian!” I had to think, do I want this, what will Dad think. I turned and saw he had been standing off to the side letting us talk without intruding. He shrugged as in it was my decision. “I honestly don’t know Brian, I mean you’re cute and all, and I guess we could give it a try for a while to see what happens.”

“Yes! I have a girlfriend. Yah me!” He said jumping with glee. As a nerd I could understand why.

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To Be Continued...

Sandra has started her transition and will attend school as a girl. Also Brian has asked Sandra to be his girlfriend, how did Brian go from being pissed to this in one short day. Follow Sandra Saturday and going with Dad and Brian to the truck rally.   And Now...   A Prayer Answered Chapter four By Sara D.

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Chapter 4
 
After Brian had just asked me to be his girlfriend and with how he reacted this morning, I needed to know more and to make sure he was serious or just pulling my leg.

“Brian, what happened after you stormed out and what made you change your mind about me?” I asked as we walked into the house went to my room and sat on my bed. Dad walked past my room and saw us but went into the den, obviously to give us space to talk.

“As soon as I got to school and calmed down a bit and then I started to feel guilty about what I said. All the memories of our time as best friends came to me and I could not help but smile at all the good times we have had. I also felt bad because in the back of my mind when I first saw you this morning I thought you were pretty hot and was thinking on how I could ask you out. And when you told me who you were, I guess I kind of just flipped out without thinking about your feelings and I guess it kind of pulled at my own feelings of not wanting to be considered gay for liking you. What I mean is I have always liked you, even as Tim, but now that you are Sandra I am sure I like you even more than before. I was just afraid you would not want to be my friend if you knew I was gay. And I am sorry for the way I acted earlier.” Brian said with compassion and warmth.

“That does explain a few things, and I appreciate your honesty Brian, I like you too, but I am still unsure of what my feelings are about liking boys or girls in a relationship way. I was like you said, afraid of what you and others would think, that is why I need time to figure things out. Things are going to be different for me on Monday. Everyone at school will know immediately who I am and what I’m doing. I have read many web sites and stories of how transgendered kids and teens are treated. Some are treated well while others are hated and betrayed. I’m not sure I want to drag you along with the bad parts, finding out that I want to be a girl is one thing, but those also knowing you’re my boyfriend might make things for you bad as well.”

“I know you're right about that but I am still your friend and will support you in this no matter what.” Brian said.

“You may change your mind after Monday, Brian. I know that I have feelings to sort out and I’m not sure I want the added stress of worrying about what might happen to you.”

“I understand Sandra and I will give you the space you need until you decide what is right for you, I’ll be patient and will wait.” Brian said with a slight smile.

“What are you smiling at?” I asked him with my own smile

“I just can’t get over how pretty you are, and how lucky I am to have a friend like you,” he said as he took my hand in his.

I kind of shrugged as he held my hand the let it happen, what the hell I thought to myself. I am a girl now, isn’t this what happens between a girl and a boy that are friends. Shit I didn’t know or how I’m supposed to feel right now. “Brian you’re a good friend and I do love you too, but let’s take this slowly and see how we feel down the road, okay?” I asked him and smiled.

“You're right Sandra; I’m just excited about all of this. I mean look at you.” I saw our two faces in the mirror over my dresser. “You're prettier then my sister and most of the girls at school, it’s uncanny.” Brian said and I had to agree that I did look beautiful if I must say so.

Brian and I spent about an hour just talking and every once in a while him or I would hold the others hand. It never got any further than that. My dad knocked on my bedroom door about that time and I got up and opened the door. If you must know it was never locked.

“What’s up Dad?” I asked as he came in.

“It’s getting late you two. Brian it’s time for you to be getting home, you can see Sandra again tomorrow.” My dad said smirking and then smiled at us.

“Ok Mr. D. I guess it is time to go, it’s almost 9:30.” Everyone I know called my dad Mr. D. “See you tomorrow Sandra.” Then he gave me a friendly hug goodbye.

After Brian left I followed Dad into the living room, I was sure he wanted to talk. I smoothed my skirt under me as I sat.

“So how is Brian taking all of this?” Like he didn’t know. Dad’s cute sometimes, always knew how to start a conversation. I was realizing how stupid I was about not telling him about me when Mom found out.

“He is actually excited about it to be honest, Dad. He acted pissed this morning because he has always felt feelings for me. But I am still unsure of how I feel about him, boys if you know what I mean.”

“I understand how you feel honey, not knowing for sure is normal. You're only sixteen and just started hormones as a girl. You may find in time you like boys more and more as you get older. Just take your time and at least you know you have a friend that will be there for you when you need him. Also be careful because as pretty as you are now, even knowing you were once a boy. Boys at school are going to find you attractive and will flirt with you. And no matter what happens, even if you decide to marry a man or a woman, I will still love and support you.”

“I love you Daddy.” I said with tears in my eyes and gave him a big hug.

“I love you to sweetie.” Dad said with a tear in his eye. “There must be something in my eye,” he said as he smiled at me breaking the hug.

“Oh Daddy, you’re such a kidder.” I said as I lightly punched him in the arm, God I love that man I’m so blessed to have him as a daddy.

“I know sweetie, you better get cleaned up and ready for bed.

“Thank you Dad.” Again I hugged him tight and thanked God for answering my prayer. “Dad?”

“Hmm?”

“I love it when you call me sweetie…. It sounds so feminine.”

“You’re welcome, now of to bed with you.”

I cleaned off my makeup in the bathroom then undressed in my room. I placed the skirt and blouse in the laundry hamper, and then I washed out my bra, panties and pantyhose in the sink and hung them on the towel rack. I showered and shaved everywhere again and then put on a fresh pair of panties and put on my lavender nightie. I lay down and thought about my day. As I recalled all the feelings of the nice clothes and Brian, thing arose and I again had to use that stupid towel to clean up. But I was starting to like that feeling. I knew from the moment I got that shot earlier that this feeling would not last for long and it would slowly fade away. I was ok with that. I then fell asleep.

I woke the next morning with an erection as normal, but it coincided with a very vivid dream I had. I was standing on the Alter with a beautiful white wedding dress and was kissing Brian at the completion of our wedding. I was in love and melted into his arms. We were then in bed together, what was weird is that I was still physically a male and enjoyed what Brian and I had done. I really need to talk to Dr. Louis about these feeling, did I jump the gun on the hormones. Is it too late? No, I’m a girl why am I feeling this way. I want to be a complete girl, but why am I masturbating, why does it feel so good, and why am I so confused? I succumbed to the urge and once again needed a towel to clean up. I then thought as long as I have the equipment I might as well enjoy it while I can. But I’m still confused.

I then dragged myself to the bathroom, showered, put makeup on, and dressed. I put on a clean pair of panties, bra and then pulled out a pair of black tights, pink skirt and red blouse. I then fixed up my hair and went down stairs where Dad was cooking breakfast.

“Good morning sweetie, you look beautiful this morning.”

“Thanks Dad, we're still on for monster trucks right?”

Dad smiled and said. “Of course, I told you I have the tickets, remember I have three, one for Brian.”

“Oh that’s right cool.” We always took Brian; he loves it as much as Dad and I. “What time are we going to leave?”

“Around 10:30, well stop and get snacks on the way.”

“Ok, I’ll call Brian and see if he still wants to go.” I dialed his number and he answered in a sleepy voice.”

“He…Hello”

“Good morning sleepy head.” I said in a cheerful voice.

“Hi Sandra, what time is it?” He asked sounding a bit more awake.

“Its 8:30 now get up and get ready; Dad and I are taking you to the monster truck show today.”

“Monster trucks, hell Yah! What time does it start?” Brian said now fully awake and excited.

“At noon, you excited about going?” I asked teasingly.

“You know I am I love monster trucks. Thanks for asking, and I even get to go to my favorite past time with the most beautiful girl I know.” I could almost hear him smiling as he said that and I could not help but blush. “I just need to get up, take a shower and get dressed. What time does your Dad want to leave?”

“Around 10:30 as to get good parking and to walk around the parking lot so we can drool over all the modified trucks that will be there.” I said getting more excited every minute; you see I have this thing for big trucks and classic cars. I may want to be a girl but I still like flashy cars.

“Ok I’ll be around your house about ten, is that okay?”

“Yes of course its okay you goof. I can’t wait to get going.”

“Me too I’ll see you in a bit, bye for now.” Brian said with anticipation.

“See ya.” I said as I hung up the phone. Now what am I supposed to do for the next hour and a half while waiting for Brian to show up? I spent about twenty minutes in front of the mirror making sure I looked presentable, then I admired my girlish figure for another ten minutes, I could not get over the feeling of that skirt and tights I had on. I know, a bit much for a monster truck rally, forgive me it was my first date. Yes I am calling it a date. I figure what the hell. I might as well enjoy Brian’s company as a girl while I’ve got him wrapped around my finger. I snickered as I thought about it.

Well that really girly episode in front of the mirror only lasted half an hour, what to do for the next hour while I wait? I was getting impatient so I called Brian again; I know girls don’t call boys.

“Hello.” Brian answered

“Hey Brian, are you ready yet? I’m getting bored and was wondering if you wanted to come over now and we could talk while we wait to go.” I asked a little anxiously.

“Sure, I’ll be right over. I am a boy after all. It doesn’t take me forever to get ready,” he said with a laugh.

“This is true, but I’ve been ready for hours and I am antsy for you to come over.”

“You are, really? That’s great I’ll be over in a sec,” he said and hung up.

I heard a knock on the front door only a matter of minutes later and answered it. Brian took one look and I then smiled ear to ear.

“Gosh you're pretty, Sandra, I don’t know how you’re able to look so dammed sexy having been a boy just two days ago. But I’m not complaining.” He then took my hands in his and I could not help but blush again as I smiled back at him. I was feeling extra special and feminine with all this attention I was getting from him in the last ten seconds. Who cares, I was feeling lovely and Brian likes me. I guided him into the house and he said hello to my dad who just walked out from the den.

“Good morning Brian, how are you today?”

“Just fine MR D. Thanks for letting Sandra invite me along.”

“You’re always welcome, Brian, even more so now. Sandra’s going to need support from friends like you Monday.”

“Thank, I will always support her, no matter what happens. Even if she doesn’t want to be my girlfriend in the end, I will be there for her.”

“That’s very adult of you Brian and I would be proud to have you as Sandra’s boyfriend if you so choose.”

“Hey, don’t I get a say in all this?” I said trying to sound hurt and pouting.

“Of course you do, sweetie, you’ll get to pick out the dress for your wedding day once Brian and I are done planning it.” My dad said sarcastically.

“Daddy, that’s not very funny. I haven’t even picked out my dress for prom yet.” I retorted.

“Touché my dear, you have some wit. That’s my girl, just like Dad.” Dad said with pride then changed the subject all the while Brian was quite the whole time. “So who’s on for cotton candy and pink popcorn when we get to the stadium?”

“Me….ME!” Brian and I said simultaneously, Dad knowing those were our two favorite snacks to get while at the show.

We then got into the car and made our way to the show, Brian, Dad and I had a wonderful time and got to see lots of tricked out cars and trucks. Had you been there you would have seen a father and daughter accompanied by her boyfriend. Brian made several attempts to hold my hand and I never once objected. I felt very feminine when he did it. And I would always smile back at him to reassure him I was okay with it. The more I thought about it the more I became sure about which direction I would go. Don’t get me wrong though, I was also thinking about experiencing things before I was complete. I will just add it to the list of things to ask when I see Dr. Louis again.

Brian, Dad and I chatted about all the cool stuff we saw while driving home. Brian and I were in the back seat and he kept really close to me the whole time. I did not mind one bit. Just the way it felt when he would brush up against my nylon covered legs felt exhilarating. I think I will be ok with a boyfriend at some point, which will of course be Brian I am sure, at least I think I am sure; it’s just one more thing to add to my list.

“Did you two have fun today?” Dad asked breaking my deep thinking, and then I realized I was staring into Brian’s green eyes and he was doing the same.

“Yes, I think we both had a great time. I am really glad Sandra invited me along, it sure was nice being seen with the most beautiful girl in town,” he said sweetly and smiled at me as we got out of the car.

“Thanks for coming Brian, I had a wonderful time.” Then I did something totally unexpected and on impulse, I kissed Brian on the cheek and giggled like a little school girl after. He gave me the most wonderful smile.

“Thank you Sandra, that was nice of you to invite me. I sure do enjoy being with you.”

“Me too, I think we should go out again.” I said then wondered if I would regret it later, nah, never mind I am sure I want too.

“How about we go to a movie after church tomorrow? I wouldn’t mind seeing Madagascar 2.” Brian asked.

“Oh yah I would like to see that. Is that okay with you, Dad?”

Sure it’s okay. Would you like to borrow the car? I wouldn’t want to be a third wheel.” Dad said smiling.

“Thanks Dad.” I then started to laugh a little since Brian couldn’t drive yet because he had failed the written test and I had my license already.

“What’s so funny?” Brain asked.

“Well I’m the girl and I’m the one who will be driving. I just found that to be funny.

“Ha Ha, very funny Sandra, I’ll see you tomorrow then. Mom wants me home for dinner.”

“Your mom, how’s she taking all of this?” I asked forgetting all about him and his family. I was so stupid not to ask how things are at his house and family. I was only thinking of myself.

“Well … Um I haven’t told anyone yet. I was going to do that tonight. And I think it would be best to introduce you later, after I break the ice per say.”

We parted ways with a hug and I walked into the house in a dreamy state with Dad not far behind. I sat on the couch, took my shoes off and relaxed through a quiet dinner. After cleaning up and getting ready for bed, Dad reminded me of church.

"Don’t forget to wake early. You’ll need extra time to get ready for church.” Dad said with a big smirk.

I hadn’t thought about church since this began, heck it had only been a few days. Crap, what will Pastor Dean think? Hell what will all the other parishioners think? I’m in big trouble. Dad must have seen the horrid look on my face because he told me not to worry.

“Don’t worry; Pastor Dean is okay with you attending church as Sandra. He is very progressive and says that you are most welcome as always and that no one at the church will bother you. In fact, most of them may ask as to why you were a tomboy. Pastor Dean is understanding and compassionate. You have nothing to worry about sweetie.”

“Thanks Dad, good night.”

“Good night my daughter, I love you.” Dad finally said as I started off for my room.

“I Love you too, Dad.” I then gave him a big hug and went fast to sleep.

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To Be Continued...

Sandra goes to church and spends her first date with Brian at the movies where she meets a new friend. Janice Brian’s mom has a chat with Sandra’s Dad David.   And Now...   A Prayer Answered Chapter five By Sara D.

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Chapter 5
 
I woke early on Sunday morning, showered, shaved her legs and did her makeup and then dressed in her new white satin dress for church. She joined her dad who was also dressed in his best, a grey suit and tie. Knowing that her dad had once cross dressed she was now wondering if he would ever start again. Sandra then realized that she would not ask and that if dad wanted to or needed to talk about it he would in his own time. Dad finally saw me as I walked into the kitchen for a brief breakfast.

“Wow, don’t you look gorgeous?” Dad said with a smile. “Everyone is going to be so pleased to see my beautiful daughter.” He continued with pride. “I’m so proud of you Sandra, you’re the perfect girl and I hope that you find what you want in life truly and emotionally.” He said and I could not help myself and gave him a hug.

Everyone at the Calvary chapel was definitely pleased to see the girl I had become. Everyone I spoke with including Mrs. Clements the older ultra conservative said it was about time I came out of my tomboy stage and acted like a true girl. I couldn’t help but smile and think only if she knew the truth. I had to stifle a snicker as dad and I took our usual seats in the pews. As we were walking out of the church Pastor Dean stopped us and gave my shoulder a friendly squeeze as I walked up to him.

“You’re very brave to take the steps you have to become who you were meant to be, it took a lot of courage to come out to your father and the rest of the world. Some people will ostracize you for your decision but I believe god has a plan for all of us and you are only fulfilling part of that plan. I will pray for you and ask god to guide you and keep in mind he loves all his children.”

“Thank you Pastor Dean, I have prayed to god and this is how it was answered.” I pointed to my dad. “A loving and understanding father who accepts and loves me unconditionally.” I told Pastor Dean and then looked at my dad as he blushed.

“You have a very special daughter, and you have a kind and blessed heart. May God continue to guide and protect you.”

“Thank you Pastor Dean, Sandra and I will see you next Sunday.” Dad said as he shook Pastor Dean’s hand in appreciation.

Dad and I then walked out to the car. I overheard one small girl say what a pretty dress I had on and ask if she could get one like it. She must have been nine or ten and was talking to an older female, possibly her mother. Dad started the car and we pulled out.

“Sandra, are you still planning on going to the movies with Brian?”

“Yes, of course I am. It’s still ok with you isn’t it?” I asked kind of wondering if he was truly ok with me dating Brian.

“Of course it’s ok. I just wanted to be sure, as you will have the car and I could use the time alone to think some things over while you’re on your date.” He said cryptically.

“What things?” I asked prying into things I probably shouldn’t be asking but was curious if it was about me.

“Oh just things about me, it’s nothing to do with you. Well maybe just a little, I’ll let you know what it’s about at another time ok.”

“Sure dad, I’m just worried that you might be struggling with your identity as well and I love you no matter what.”

“Don’t worry about me sweetie, I just need time to think.”

As we pulled into our driveway we were met by Brian and his mom. I felt butterflies in my stomach and my heart started to beat faster. What I feared the most was that I could not make out by the look on her face whether she was going to accept me or beat the crap out of me for making her son want to date me. I was a little apprehensive but had little choice but to get out of the car and face these fears head on. I saw Brian smile at me as I got out of the truck and I felt mildly better as I approached Mrs. Jones.

“Well I must say you are much prettier than Brian lead me to believe, so it must be true that you are embarking on is destined to happen. Turn around and let me get a proper look at you my dear.” Mrs. Jones said with a growing smile.

I spun around for her and faced her again. I was feeling ultra feminine because of the way I was dressed and the response from my fellow parishioners at the church. I was on cloud nine and no matter how this proceeded I knew I was meant to be a girl. Dad joined me in the few seconds it took to do the twirl and focus on my feelings. He put his arm around my shoulder and brought me close to him in a half hug.

“Good morning Janice, I see you are here to meet Sandra.” Dad said confidently.

“Why yes I am, Brian told me about his new girlfriend and who she is so I had to see if he was joking or serious. By looking at Sandra I can see why Brian is head over heels for her, she is quite beautiful and feminine. May we go inside for a chat?”

“Of course, I’ll make a pot of coffee and we can talk. I know Sandra is excited about her date to the movies with Brian latter so while they are away it will give us some time to chat.”

“That sounds nice; I would love a cup of coffee and chat with you David. I am sure Brian will treat Sandra like a lady.” She turned and gave a stern look at Brian. “Won’t you Brian?”

“Yes Mother, I will treat her like a princess.” Brian said like he meant it.

The four of us walked into my house as we sat on the chairs and couch in the living room I made an effort to sit next to Brian. I felt protected sitting next to him, and I was realizing how handsome he truly is. I think I might have misjudged my attraction to boys in an effort to be more masculine for my father. But that was fading away fast and I was truly feeling more feminine by the minute. Mrs. Jones sat in a chair next to my dad and spoke first.

“Well it seems you two have quite an adventure ahead of you today. A first date for both of you and the first time Brian will be out with such a pretty girl.”

I then realized Brian had not told his mom about yesterday. “That’s not completely true Mrs. Jones; Brian was with me and dad at the truck show yesterday.”

“Oh, I know all about that, what I meant was with you on a true date alone and without your father. By the way please call me Janice.”

“Ok Janice, I’m glad Brian was truthful about me and us. I don’t want any lies complicating things, in keeping with that I must tell you all that I am feeling extremely feminine and I get aroused by wearing these clothes. I’m not saying I don’t want to be a girl, I’m just stating this as not to hide anything from any of you especially you Dad.”

“The feelings you have are perfectly natural and will subside as the female hormones start to take effect in a few months.” Dad explained to me again and to Brian and Janice. “The doctor said you will continue to experience male sexual urges for a while so don’t worry about how you feel, it’s perfectly normal. I am glad you feel you can share this with me and with Janice and Brian here, it makes it easier to explain.”

“Thanks dad.” I then looked over to Janice and asked. “Janice I want to know if you are ok with Brian asking me to be his girl friend at this point. I must tell you I am still uncertain with my feelings for him, I know that I find him attractive and would not mind dating him. What I am saying is that I might want to experiment with my boy parts before I can’t use them anymore.”

“I’m happy that Brian is happy, if you find you want to experiment sexually with Brian I’m ok with it, you two are sixteen and are definitely old enough to decide for yourselves if you want to do that. I will not stand in the way of true love. Which I can see by looking into both of your eyes that this is what is happening.” She then looked over to my dad. “Don’t you think so David?”

“Absolutely, the day that Tim told me he wanted to be a girl and transformed into the beautiful Sandra sitting before us I knew that this was a definite possibility that she would date a man. What I am truly happy about is she has found a fine young and understanding man.”

Dad made all my fears melt away as soon as he finished. I felt better now about his acceptance and understanding about how I was feeling and what might happen if Brian and I date.

“Well then I am glad you two are going to the movies together. This will set the stage for future adventures for the two of you, I am confident that you will succeed in your dream of becoming a true woman and my Brian will be happy with you.” Janice said with a small tear of joy in her eye.

“Thank you mom, I know that Sandra and I will do our best to make you proud and I will be a good boyfriend to her and I will protect her no matter what transpires in the time to come.” Brian said with a smile.

“You’re too much Brian. Now I know why you’ve been my friend since we’ve known each other and I am very glad to call you my boyfriend.”

Janice, Brian, Dad and I all talked for about an hour after this. Many subjects were discussed emphasized were safe sex and what might happen when I show up at school. Brian and I listened intently to our parents discuss what we already knew about safe sex and how to use condoms. I wasn’t even thinking that far ahead but I paid attention anyways and even learned a few things. I thought it would be embarrassing discussing future sex as a woman from Janice and what to expect. She was thoughtful and very informative, I am sure I will learn much more as time goes by from my doctors and psychologists. After the earful from both our parents I took time to change into a light pink t-shirt and red shorts for the trip to the movies with Brian.

Brian and I walked out of the house and finally out of our parent’s eyesight. I drove us to the mall and parked on the theater side. Brian reached for and held my hand as we walked into the mall entrance. I felt more feminine as time passed. I wasn’t even thinking about how I would be seen as we bumped into Amy and Gina from school just inside the mall entrance. Amy is the only other person who knew of Sandra before mom passed away. She hasn’t seen me for months and I wandered how she would take it seeing me again and what she might say to Gina who didn’t know about me.

“Sandra, I haven’t seen you for ages, how are you?” Amy asked as she gave me a hug.

“I’m good, you know Brian.” I was pleased to see Amy and wondered if I should go ahead and let Gina know who I am or was.

“Oh yes, hello Brian.” She greeted Brian with a hand shake and introduced me to Gina. “Gina this is Sandra, an old friend of mine.”

“Hi Sandra it’s nice to meet you.” She shook my hand and looked me up and down. “You look familiar; do I know you from somewhere?”

“I don’t think so Gina, you just probably seen her around and now you know her.” Amy said trying to come to my rescue.

“It’s ok Amy, I can’t hide forever.” I paused to take a deep breath.

“Hide from what? Are you in trouble?” Gina Asked

“No I’m not in trouble, I’m not who you think I am, at least who I used to be.” I said with trepidation.

“What do you mean, who you used to be, are you in some sort of witness protection program?” Gina asked looking puzzled.

“No nothing like that.” I paused again. “I used to be Tim but now I’m Sandra full time.” I said with slight trepidation.

“Tim Davidson from school?” She asked with a questioning look and then gave me another once over trying to figure me out. “No way you’re too pretty to have once been a boy; you’re pulling my leg?”

“I’m afraid not Gina, what I told you is not a lie.” I looked over at Amy for confirmation.

“She’s telling you the truth Gina, I’ve known about Sandra for a long time, but never thought she would have the courage to go full time. I guess I was wrong.”

“Wow, I can’t get over how pretty you are Sandra. You seem to be more confident and more alive since I saw you last week. I will be your friend too if you like. I think it takes a lot of guts to do what you’re doing and I’ll help you if you like.”

“I would like that Gina; I’m going to need all the support from friends like you and Amy.”

“What about Brian?” Gina asked confused that I left him out.

“Well I’m counting on him too, he’s just more than a friend and I think him and I will be together a lot more.”

“Oh, um that’s cool I guess.” She said a little hesitant and looked to be thinking a bit then she smiled. “Wow Brian nice choice, she’s definitely a pretty girl; you two are a good fit.”

“Thanks Gina, I think.” Brian said looking at me with a puzzled look.

“I’m not implying anything by what I said Brian, I’m sorry if I hurt you.” She said sounding like was sorry.

Amy then changed the subject. “What are you two doing at the mall today, a bit of shopping?”

“No, Brian and I are on our first real date and he’s taking me to the movies. Which of course if you must know I drove.” I said jabbing Brian in the ribs.

“Hey that’s not fair, I can retake the test next week, there’s no need to poke fun at me because you have a license and I don’t.” He said mock pouting.

“I’m just trying to prove girls are better than guys at driving.” I said with at smile, Amy and Gina both smiled and nodded in agreement.

“What movie are you here to see, maybe Gina and I will join you if you don’t mind.”

“Brian’s taking me to see the new Chronicles of Narnia movie, you both are more that welcome to come with us.”

“That sounds good to me, what about you Gina?” Amy asked her friend.

“I would like that, let’s go.”

The four of us went to the theater and got our tickets, Brian bought mine. We also grabbed some popcorn and drinks on the way in. The movie was great and I felt closer to Brian as time went on. He held my hand through most of the film and I did not mind at all. It was actually quite nice. After the movie stopped the four of us met outside. This was the first time I needed to use a public bathroom since this all began. I asked Amy for a little support.

“Amy I need to use the bathroom, can you go with me?” I asked a little hesitant wondering if I should hold it till I got home, but my bladder was telling me otherwise.

“Sure we girls need to stick together.” Amy followed me into forbidden territory as I felt a little flush as I entered the much cleaner than the boys room I remember. Amy then whispered into my ear. “Just remember to sit.”

I gave Amy a quick smile of understanding, went into the stall, sat and did my business making sure to use paper and flush. I then came out of the stall and washed my hands. Amy joined me in the same then pulled a stick of lipstick out of her purse and touched up her lips. I followed suit and did the same, Gina came out of the last stall as we finished. I was about to leave when Amy stopped me.

“We came in together, we stick together girl, don’t forget that.”

“Thanks Amy, I won’t forget.”

With that completed and me feeling a whole lot better about my day, the four of us walked out of the mall and parted ways. I said goodbye to Gina and Amy with a half hug to each of them and gave Gina my number. Brain and I climbed into my car and I drove us home. On the way Brian was a little quiet and I asked what was up.

“You ok Brian, you sure are quiet?”

“Oh it’s nothing Sandra, I was just thinking about how nice of a time I had with you. I did have a wonderful time with you today.”

“Thanks, I did too. It sure was nice to meet a new friend too.”

“Yah, that was nice of Gina to be ok with you.”

“I like her, she’s a nice person and I think she will support us at school along with Amy.” I said with assurance.

“I think your right, at least I hope so.”

I pulled the car into the driveway and we got out. Brian offered his arm and escorted me to the porch. He seemed a little apprehensive as what to do next so I eased his fears, leaned in, closed my eyes and kissed him on the lips. I then just melted into his arms and let it happen. It lasted about thirty seconds but might have well been an eternity. It was nice, no it was great. Brian slowly broke the kiss looked at me with puppy dog eyes.

“Wow Sandra, that was great.”

“Yah, I thought so too. I would definitely like to do that again.”

“Me too.”

We then pressed our lips together once again. I took this time to experience his lips more closely. It was much better this time nothing holding either of us back. We then broke the kiss once again after about a minute.

“That was much better than the first time Brian, and I am happy you are my boyfriend.”

“I am happy to Sandra, I love you very much.”

“I love you too Brian.

We hugged each other before departing our separate ways. Brian gave me a small peck on the cheek as he left.

“I’ll see you in the morning Sandra.” Brian said as he looked to be walking on air as he strolled home.

I closed the front door by leaning on it with my back; I then sunk to the floor with my knees up and swooned from all those wonderful feelings of the day. I quickly recovered when I heard my dad walk up.

“Have a good time on your date sweetheart?”

“It was wonderful dad; I had a great time and met a nice new girlfriend of Amy’s too.”

“That’s nice, I’m glad you were able to have a good time and meet new people as the new you. Janice and I talked a lot about you and Brian while you were at the movies. She would like to be included in your transition, a feminine fill-in when and if you need it. She said she’s not trying to take your mothers place, but she is willing to help you along if you should ever want it.” Dad said with a smile on his face. I could tell dad liked her and maybe he was attracted to her, Janice had been a widow since Brian was a baby. Maybe, just maybe I thought to myself.

“Well I’m tired and I’ve already eaten plenty at the theater. Besides I need to plan my outfit for tomorrow.” I said with a grin.

“Ok, you have a good night.”

“Good night dad.” I said then went off to my room.

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To Be Continued...

Sandra returns to school as her new self; full of confidence but with a little fear of what might happen. Will Sandra be accepted or hated and what will happen if she runs into Kevin Chambers (the school bully) is feeding the fear. Things get a bit dicey in this chapter, therefore is now for more mature audiences.   And Now...   A Prayer Answered Chapter six By Sara D.

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Chapter 6
 
I awoke well rested on Monday, hurried to shower and get dressed. As I thought about what to wear on my first day dressed as a girl to school I first had chosen a skirt but then decided on a pair of jeans and yellow t-shirt. After putting on a fresh pair of panties and bra I felt those familiar feminine feelings as I inserted the forms in the bra. Looking in the mirror I admired the reflection and slipped on the jeans and buttoned the top button. Boy these jeans sure are low cut. I finished with the t-shirt and brushed and styled my hair just how Marge had showed me. I then sat at my make shift vanity, some space I cleared on my dresser, and applied makeup just how mom had shown me the last time we did this together. I just wish she could be here to see this, I felt sad and felt a tear slide down my cheek. Damn, and I just put on mascara, I better get a hold of myself before I ruin my makeup. I quickly regained my composure and went to see if dad was still home. I found him just about to leave for work.

“Good morning dad.” I said cheerfully.

“Good morning sweetie, you look nice.” Dad responded, just a tad tired looking. “Don’t forget Mrs. Sherman wanted to see you before classes today.”

“I know dad, don’t worry I’ll be fine.” Daddy can be such a worrywart sometimes. “Brian is walking me to school.”

“Sandra; now if have any trouble you call me immediately. Understood young lady?” He said a little brazen.

“Yes sir, Daddy…” I said with emphasis and puppy dog eyes.

“That look had no effect on me first thing in the morning missy. Now off to school with you.” He then swatted me on the butt playfully as I tried to escape from him to school.

“See you after school dad.” I said trying to get the last word in. “Love yah.”

“Love you more pumpkin.” Dad said with a smile.

I then walked out of the house with my books in my bag and met up with Brian who was waiting on the porch.

“Good morning Sandy.” He said brightly.

“Good morning to you to Brian, ready to come to my rescue if need be?” I said in my best helpless demeanor.

“Of course, I will be your knight in shining armor.” He knew as well as I did, we were not the most popular or physically skilled people in school. I mean we got by with playing sports and stuff but you know the drill, we were more into books, good grades and computers.

We walked the rest of the way to school chatting about our upcoming spring dance and who we thought would go together. I was never planning on going to what I thought was a stupid dance. Truth be told I never thought I would have the courage to ask someone. Brian was ever the gentleman and asked me to go with him.

“Um…Sandy…Um will you go with me….Please?” He asked obviously unsure of how I would answer.

I turned red and thought for a second; seeing he had a worried look on his face I made my answer. “Yes, I will go with you.” I then gave him a hug.

“That’s great Sandy, you and I will have a wonderful time. Hopefully I will have my license by then that way I can drive you for a change.”

“That will be the day, and you know what, I will help you study for the test. When are you up for it again?” I asked knowing full well it was this week.

“I have an appointment on Wednesday after school. I’ve already studied till my brain hurts. Hey you could quiz me later, after school.”

“Ok, it’s a date then.”

We shortly arrived at school; I was feeling a bit apprehensive about what might happen. Then I remembered what mom had told me. ‘Hold you head high and be proud’. So that’s what I did. Brian was a help too. He gave my hand a squeeze as we entered the main hall and walked towards the principal’s office. There were only a few others milling about as it was still quite early. I had at least another 45 minutes till the first bell rang.

I gave Brian a hug as I went into the office and checked in with the secretary Ms. James. He wished me luck as I went in. I walked up to Ms. James who had a bright smile she handed me a clipboard and I signed in. She took the clipboard and looked at my name and smiled again.

“Mrs. Sherman is expecting you Sandra, might I say you make a lovely young girl.” She said brightly. “You may go in.”

“Thank you Ms. James.” I could not help but smile back at her. Mrs. Sherman must have spoken with my teachers and staff over the weekend.

“Come in my dear.” Mrs. Sherman said as I peeked into her office. “Please have a seat and we will chat before first period.”

“Thank you Mrs. Sherman I’m sure today will bring new experiences.”

“Yes, of that I am sure of; you are an exceptional student and young woman. What you have chosen for yourself is a hard and long road. We here at Yellowstone High will not stand in your way, the staff here are committed to your safety and well being.” She said in a motherly way and with compassion.

“That is good to hear Mrs. Sherman; I am still a bit nervous about running into Kevin Chambers.”

“Well just steer clear of him as much as possible but if you should need any help, all the teachers here have been briefed on your situation and are instructed to help when the need arrives. I’m sure you just have jitters. What I really wanted to talk to you about is important also. I want to maintain the dignity of this school and all the rest of the students here. What I am saying is that while you’re at school you’re allowed to use the female restrooms and facilities required for Gym. But I must make myself clear that you must maintain modesty and not let your secret out. And if at any time I find you are enjoying your time with the other girls I will put that to a stop immediately and expel you. I want you and the other students to have a place for learning.” She said sternly making her point.

“I understand completely Mrs. Sherman, I’m not doing this on a lark or to get into those places to see the girls, I am a girl on the inside and I’m on the way to change the outside to match.”

“Of that I am sure; I’m required by the school district to outline the rules that apply to students with a status such as yours. I’ve also read the letter from Dr. Louis and she has confirmed that you are in a real life test and are living as a female. You should also know that we as a school have been aware of your desire for a while. Your mother, god rest her sole, wrote me a letter explaining that in the future you may want to live as a woman and sent it to me to prepare for that day. I will give you a copy of the letter if you like. It’s a nice read I recommend you read it.”

“Thank you Mrs. Sherman, I will do as you ask and I will make you and the school proud. I won’t let my grades slide and I will continue to excel in all my classes. I have friends that already know about me and have pledged to come to my aid if needed, but I don’t think I will need it.” I told her confidently.

“That’s good to know.” She opened a drawer and pulled out an envelope, stood up and motioned for me to follow her out of the office. “In this envelope is the letter your mom sent me, I think it will help you understand her more.” She then handed the letter to Ms. James. “Emily will you make a copy of this letter and give the copy to Sandra.”

“Yes of course, just a sec.” She said cheerfully and made a copy of the letter, then she folded original and put it into an envelope and handed it Sandra.

“Thank you Ms. James, I’ll read it later.” I said anxious to read the letter.

“You’re welcome, and it was a pleasure to meet you Sandra.”

“Have a good day Sandra, come by anytime to just talk if you need to.” Mrs. Sherman told me.

“I will, and thank you again.”

I walked out of the office into the main hall with my head held high and a new confidence. I felt like nothing could stop me from achieving my goal. Brian was waiting patiently for me to appear. When I met his gaze he gave me the brightest smile yet. God he’s cute, now I know why I’m falling for him.

“How’d it go?”

“Ok, Mrs. Sherman just wanted to make sure I was aware of the rules for me and using the female facilities and said I was welcome at school and she was available to talk to.”

“Well that’s good; it’s almost time for first period so I’ll see you at lunch.”

“Thanks for everything so far Brian, see you at lunch.”

“Good luck Sandy.” Brian said as he walked away. I clenched the letter Mrs. Sherman had said was from my mom, I then carefully put the letter away for later reading.

I slowly walked down the corridor to my first class which is Math. I sat at my regular seat and watched for reactions of the others as they came rushing in as the bell rang for the class to start. To my surprise no one gave me a second look, except one boy who looked at me and smiled. My fears were slowly fading as the class went on.

This experience was the same for the next three classes up English were Ms. Landers gave me a smile and whispered in my ear. “Good luck sweetie, if you need anything just ask me.” Now I know why she’s my favorite teacher. I took my normal seat and Amy took hers next to me.

“How’s your day going Sandy?” Amy asked as she pulled out her English paper.

“Good, no one has really said anything yet today. It’s just been a normal day.” I answered kind of surprised by the reaction, well lack of one so far.

“That’s good, you want company for lunch?”

“Sure I’d like that. Oh yah, guess who asked me to the spring dance?”

Amy gave me a knowing look and smile as if she had to guess. “Brian for sure, it’s not that much of a stretch to guess he would ask you. He’s head over heels in love with you Sandy. I’ve never known him to be in such a good mood since the real you arrived.”

“Thanks Amy, I am sure lucky to have a boyfriend such as him. And I know that he and I will be together for a long time and that I love him as well.” I truthfully told Amy, we were then interrupted by Ms. Landers.

“Girls!” She said sternly. “It’s time for class to begin.”

“Sorry Ms. Landers.” Amy and I said at the same time, looked at each other and laughed that we did that.

At lunch Brian, Amy, Gina and I sat and had a boisterous chat. We talked about all sorts of things, of course the two top topics were the so far non-reaction of other students, and in fact I had a few comments like. ‘It’s about time she dressed like a girl.’ One boy said in the hall in passing. I even walked past the well known school bully and thorn in our side for years, Kevin Chambers with no reaction. It’s been a good day so far. The second topic was what we girls would wear to the dance. Of course I had just the dress in mind, the white one from yesterday. Amy and Gina said I would look beautiful in anything, as they had not seen me in it yet.

“Sandy, you looked gorgeous in that yesterday.” Brian said then blushed.

“Thanks Brian.” I was equally embarrassed at the comment. He thought I looked gorgeous; he’s quickly earning more points. “You would look nice in a Tux. Think your mom would get you one?” I asked the stuck out my tongue at him.

“For a date with you, I am sure she would.”

“That would be cool; I could get Matt to get one too.” Amy smiled, Matt is her boyfriend and he’s pretty cool. In fact I haven’t seen him yet today. “Oh here he is.” With that Matt sat next to Amy and gave her a peck on the cheek.

“Hi Amy.” Then nodded at Gina and Brian then looked at me trying to figure me out, then asked. “Who are you, are you new here?”

“No silly, Sandra’s been going here for a long time.” Amy said before I could answer.

“She has? I don’t remember seeing her before today.” Matt said confused.

“Well before today you haven’t seen her, she was someone else.” Amy continued.

“Someone else, what do you mean, who?” He was still confused and I could tell.

“Matt, I used to be Tim, but now I’m Sandra full time.”

“Oh, ok that cool, nice to meet you Sandra.” Matt said as he shook my hand in a friendly manner. I was stunned, that was it. No reaction other than that’s cool. I was expecting to get bludgeoned to death once people started to realize who I used to be.

He must have seen my confusion at his reaction.

“Don’t worry Sandra, while I don’t understand why you would want to be a girl, it’s none of my business and I won’t let on that I know who you used to be.”

“Thanks Matt.” I said truly grateful, Amy must have felt the same way as she just given him a kiss on the lips.

“You’re a great boyfriend Matt; I love you for being you.” Amy said with glassy eyes. “We’ve been talking about the spring dance and what we’re going to wear. Would you be willing to get a tuxedo? Brian’s going to wear one with Sandy.”

“Um… Sure, that would be kind of neat.” He then must have realized what Amy had implied by saying Brian and me. “Brian um…you’re going with Sandra?” He said with a strange hard to guess look.

“Yes Matt, I am. She is my girlfriend so why not.”

“Oh, ok. You’re getting Paul to wear a tux Gina?” I think he wanted to change the subject as I’m sure he did not know how to respond to the realization of Brian and I being a couple.

Gina piped in. “Of course, he will have little choice once I tell Paul.”

“Tell me what Gina?” Paul said as he sat next to her.

“That you’re wearing a tuxedo to the spring dance with me and the rest of us.” Gina said as an order to Paul.

“Ok Gina, but if I’m going to wear a tux to the dance I want to get a kiss afterwards.”

“It’s a deal.” Gina said with a smile.

I was listening intently on how these two girls had their boys twisted around their fingers and was learning quickly the power we girls had over our men. I was enjoying how easily the boys had agreed to wear tuxedos to the spring dance which was traditionally a casual dance. I am sure in short order the rest of the girls in the school would learn of our plan and that the dance would soon be a very formal function.

It did not take long for Paul to get a funny look on his face when he looked at me in recognition shortly after agreeing to Gina’s ploy.

“Hey, I know you from somewhere.” He said to me.

I sighed and took a deep breath to explain things again but did have to again. But this time Matt came to my rescue and retold what we had already talked about. Once he was convinced he just sort of shrugged as in a ‘whatever’ attitude and continued to take a bite out of the burger he had been eating.

“You’re not angry or feeling weird about me?” I asked puzzled once again.

“Nah, it doesn’t bother me one bit. I think it’s courageous you have the balls to dress as a girl at school. You look good as a girl by the way.”

Gina got a huge smile on her face and she too gave her boyfriend a kiss in thanks. “You’re the best, you know that don’t you.”

“Thanks Gina, if she’s your friend then she is my friend. What’s your name by the way?”

“Sandra, but you can call me Sandy. All my true friends call me that.”

“It’s nice to meet you Sandy.” He said with a smile and hand shake.

We then continued talking about the dance like normal teenagers and then went on about nothing in particular until the bell rang to go to fifth period. The rest of the day went uneventful. I thought my first day at school would have been a night mare but was just a normal day for me. Even changing for Gym was not a problem with the other girls. I didn’t even take a second look at any of them as I changed inside my cubical. Like Mrs. Sherman had told me to do.

After grabbing the letter Mrs. Sherman has given me I left walked out of school and I met up with Brian at the entrance to the school.

“How was the rest of your day?” Brain asked interested.

“It was good, I’m just surprised that no one really cared or did not realize who I used to be. Especially Matt and Paul they are a trip and nice.

“Well I hope you don’t think they’re cute, I might get jealous.” He said with a look that would kill.

“Don’t worry you’re the only man for me.” I said then did the unexpected thing. I kissed him on the lips and melted into him completely. After a few exciting minutes we broke the kiss and held hands all the way home. As we stood staring at each other on my porch, Brian finally found his voice again.

“I love you Sandra, I can’t wait till the dance. I am truly excited about it, more of what might happen afterwards.” Brian said implying a possible sexual encounter after the spring dance.

“We will cross that bridge when the time comes Brian, I am still unsure if I want to do that yet.” I said out loud but immediately began thinking about what is would be like to be with him that way, to actually experience oral sex with him came to mind. Would I do that to him I’ll have to think about that later.

“I know Sandy; you can’t fault a boy for dreaming can you?” Brian said hopefully.

“No I guess not.” I answered honestly.

“Sandy I just want to be honest with you; I would love nothing more than to experience sex with you before you decide to change things down there.” He said glancing at my crotch.

“Well to be truthful with you, I haven’t figured if that’s the way I want to go fully. I know I’m a girl, but I might decide I want to keep my boy parts but still be a girl. I know it’s hard to comprehend but that is how I feel right now.”

“I love you Sandra Davidson.” Brian said as he gave me a big hug then kissed me more deeply than before. I once again melted into him and swooned in the pleasure and passion of the kiss. I could not help but feel true love for Brian, and my boy parts were in full agreement and starting to make its approval known. I broke the kiss because I knew Brian had to have felt that.

“Sorry for that Brian, I can’t control it.” I said still holding my hands around his neck.

“It’s perfectly ok Sandy, its part of you and it natural. And part of why I love you so much.

“Thank you Brian, I should get going and get to my home work.” I said trying to get alone so I could think and read mom’s letter.

“Ok Sandy, I’ll see you in the morning.” Brian then kissed my lightly on the lips as he left to go home.

I gathered myself up and walked into my bedroom and closed the door. I needed some privacy and time to think. Being a teenager I was thinking about what Brain had said and I was wondering what it would feel like to give Brian oral sex. I began to get excited the more I thought about it, I had to pull my pants and panties off to release the pressure building down below. I once again had to use my favorite towel to clean up the mess one I was done. I knew at this moment that I would never want to rid myself of my favorite new toy. It was too pleasurable to get rid of. I knew I wanted to be a girl, just now I would be a girl with extra parts, who knew.

Once I regained my composure, I pulled out the letter and began reading.

Dear Principal Sherman,

Bridget, as you know my son Tim attends your school in the 10th grade. He is an above average student pulling a 3.5 GPA and has good friends. Why you ask am I writing you. Well here is why. Recently I became ill and found it hard to concentrate and do daily tasks and simple house chores. After a long round of test at the hospital I was diagnosed with cancer and was given only a few months to live. I, along with my loving husband David, and Tim, were devastated, to say the least. I knew something was wrong as soon as the doctor walked in. The horror on David’s and Tim’s face made my heart hurt more than you can imagine. They were just told they would lose their wife and mother. I don’t want to die, and as a Christian I knew I would be ok in the house of the lord. But I was still sad. It’s been hard this last month, back and forth from home to stays in the hospital has been stressful financially and emotionally. I’ve been considerably weaker and been in the hospital for a week now, the doctors say I will not be able to go home. David’s wants me to pass at home, but doesn’t think Tim could handle seeing his mother fade away to the ultimate death.

As a mother of a son you know how hard it is to relate to your son, as I have relating to my dear son. I know my death will leave a whole in his and my husband’s lives. I know that David will take care of my son; he is a great husband and understanding and compassionate father. I was truly blessed to have met and finally marry him. He is my will always be my friend and lover. So you know that Tim and David will ultimately be ok.

What I am writing to you for is to give you my written permission for Tim to attend school as a girl named Sandra when she decides to come out of her shell. It was certainly hard to relate to my son, but the day I caught Tim in my underwear I met my daughter for the first time. My 12 year old son was standing looking at himself in the mirror admiring how he, no, she looked while wearing my undergarments - a simple pair of cotton panties and bra. They were obviously too big for her and she really needed something that fit. I could not help but smile, so much like her father, but with a small difference. This one was a true girl on the inside. I could tell immediately that she was different from my husband’s cross dressing. The look on her face, and stance was much different than what I had experience with David. Yes David used to cross dress when we were first married. I thought it was a hoot and loved it. We were soon given the happy news of my pregnancy and David and I decided that his dressing would stop. Time passed and David and I loved Tim with all our hearts, even given the obvious fact that she was effeminate at a very young age. David always told me that Tim would find himself and not to worry that he would love our son no matter what.

Well I walked up to Tim and startled him when I asked. “Would you like help?” I think he would rather have been caught stealing then being caught as he did. This experience ultimately leads to the frequent dressing as a girl over the next four years. I even taught my new daughter how to do make up and how to act and present herself. Tim had asked me not to reveal our little secret to his father and I promised I would not. I don’t know why Sandy was afraid to tell his father, he would be ok with it. I will try and find time to talk to David before it’s too late.

Well now you know that Sandra will need a helping hand and to experience life as she was meant to. She’s at a vulnerable stage and will be sixteen soon. She has a friend at school named Amy and she has been friends with Sandra for a while, but she will need yours and the rest of the staff’s help too. If Sandra does not come out of her shell a few months after I am gone, will you help her.

Thank you Bridget, you’re a good friend and I know you will help. Give this letter to Sandra when it’s right. With all my love, God bless you.

Claudia Davidson.

P. S.

Sandra, if you’re reading this, I am sorry I had to leave. You are now who you were meant to be. I love you Sandra. LOVE MOM.

I put the letter down and started to cry, I missed my mom dearly and this letter held a connection to her. It also explained a few things and let me know it was ok to be Sandra and that I was going to be ok. And no matter what she and dad loved me. I don’t know how long I cried but they were tears of joy and sadness at the same time. I soon heard the sound of the front door closing as dad got home. I quickly wiped my eyes off and regained my composer again and went out to meet dad. I just wanted to hug him, and I did as we ran into each other in the hall.

“What’s the matter sweetie, tough day at school?” He said with a look of concern.

“No, Mrs. Sherman gave me this letter mom had written to her a week before she died.” I said with a few more tears and handed the letter to dad.

Dad led me to the living room where we sat down and dad read the letter. I stared at his face the whole time to get any tell tale signs of how he was taking it. When he finished he put it down and gave me a hug.

“It was a nice letter, your mother loved us both very much and I miss her too. This does explain why Mrs. Sherman was so accepting when I called and told her you were attending school as a girl.”

We then just sat and comforted each other for a while. I then remembered that Brian has asked me to the spring dance.

“Um dad, would it be ok if Brian and I go to the spring dance together in two weeks.” I asked a little apprehensive.

“Of course you can go on a date with Brian; he is your boyfriend right?” Dad said with a snicker. “I would not expect you not to go. You are sixteen and able to date anyone you want. Just be careful sweetie and have fun, what are you planning on wearing?”

“The dress from yesterday, Amy and Gina and I are getting the guys to wear tuxedos to the dance. We’re going to set a trend and make this a formal dance.”

“I see you’ve learned to manipulate your boyfriend. A skill worth any good woman, a skill your mother had in quantity and I loved her for it.”

“Thanks dad, I have some homework to do, then bed. I’ll see you in the morning.” I then gave him another hug, just for being a great dad. I spent the next hour or so working on my English and math assignments then fell asleep soon after.

I woke the next morning well rested and ready for a new day, I found that dad had put mom’s letter on my dresser. He must have done that after I fell asleep. I folded it neatly and put it back in the envelope Ms. James had given me. I then felt ultra feminine today and I put on a nice auburn v-neck top, and black cotton skirt that came up to the tops of my knees, not overly short but extremely feminine especially with the jet black nylons and my new black pumps on. I gave dad a hug and said good bye on my way out. As always Brian was waiting for me on the porch. As our eye met I thought his eyes would pop out of his head.

“Good morning beautiful.” Brian almost exasperating in excitement, he was truly looking to be taken aback by my choice of attire today. “You look great Sandy.”

“Thank you Brian, I feel extremely feminine today and want to show it.”

“Well you pull it off nicely.” Brian said as a compliment and I was not going to argue.

About half way to school I broke our conversation about nothing and let the cat out of the bag about how I felt about my boy parts.

“Brian I’ve decided that I don’t want to change things down below, I want to keep my penis but I still want to present myself as a girl and to look like one as much as possible. The hormone I’m on will take care of that, by this time next year I’ll have breasts and my penis will probably become smaller, but it will still work. I thought it would not be fair unless I told you this. I haven’t told my dad or my therapist yet. I’ll tell dad tonight and Dr. Louis on Thursday during our next session.”

“That’s wonderful news Sandra, I can’t be happier. I mean if you had surgery to become a girl for real I would still love you. But knowing I will still have you as you are is exciting. If you know what I mean, sorry it’s just I’ve been fantasizing about you for ages and now that you have made this decision I am elated.” Brian said truthfully.

We arrived at school, once there we ran into Gina, Paul, Amy and Matt.

“Wow Sandra you look hot today.” Matt said as we walked up then fell back a foot as Amy elbowed him in the ribs.

“Matt I’m the only girl for you, and you better not try and get anywhere near Sandy.” She said in mock jealousy.

“No worries here Amy, I’m not interested in Matt. For me it’s all Brian.”

“Well that’s good, you do look nice today.” Amy finally admitted.

“Thanks.” That’s when the first bell rang and we were all of to class. The day went just like yesterday. I was just another girl at school, just one who had finally come out of her tomboy stage and decided to dress like a girl. I gathered that from a few more overheard comments from a few boys and girls I ran into throughout the day. I couldn’t be happier and was having a wonderful time. Mrs. Sherman commented on my attire and said I looked nice and even Mr. Thompson the Gym teacher said I was a nice looking girl, he being ultra masculine and known for his view on gays. I was surprised that the reaction was so mild and I found myself relaxed and falling into a normal teenage girl day. After great lunch with all my friends and Brian I was walking with my head held high. My day could not get better, I was elated and the clothes I had chosen for today enhanced the feeling. No one could ruin my day.

I was on my way down the hall after visiting the girl’s room after lunch. I was opening my locker to get my books out for my next class when I all of a sudden I heard from the school bully Kevin Chambers and my stomach turned over into knots.

“WHY YOU FUCKING FAGGOT, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING. YOU FUCKING PEACE OF SHIT HOMO.”

Then I heard Brian say in the distance.

“KEVIN, YOU BASTARD NO!!!!!!!!”

Then everything went dark as I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head.

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To Be Continued...

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The long awaited return of Sandra and her friends. Find out what happened and how things change for Sandra and how this attack affects the perpetrator.   And Now...   A Prayer Answered Chapter Seven By Sara D.

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Chapter 7
 
I woke up with the realization someone was squeezing my hand and could hear the blazing sound of a siren. I was jolted up quickly when I felt a bump as I soon realized I was in the back of an ambulance and the back of my head hurt like hell. My vision was a bit fuzzy as I tried to look at who was holding my hand. It quickly cleared up and I could see it was Brian holding my hand. I then could see the ambulance guy working on an IV and was watching a monitor on the side very closely.

“Oh thank God you’re ok; you were kicked in the head by that rat bastard Kevin. He got his though.” Brian said looking pissed off and then happy I was conscious.

As the fuzziness continued to wear off, I began to hear the driver in the front making calls on the radio, about my condition. I heard the following which made no sense to me.

“Inbound one female juvenile, sixteen with a contusion and a two inch laceration to the anterior portion of the lower head and neck area, unconscious for five minutes, on line with fluids and 10 CC’s.”

I could not understand the rest; I was now looking over at Brian who still had a worried look on his face.

“My head hurts.” I squeaked out then heard the guy in the back with us tell the driver my condition up date.

“She’s conscious.”

“That is good to hear.” The driver responded.

“What happened after I blacked out?” I asked Brian who was still squeezing my hand, he did not have time to answer because the ambulance stopped and I was quickly wheeled out and was hurried into an examination room where a bunch of people in white coats and smocks were waiting to examine me.

I presumed the man in the white coat was the doctor as he began looking in my eyes with a light. He looked at the monitors hooked up to me and then took a gauze bandage to the back of my head. After a few minutes he sighed in relief and explains to the others my condition.

“It looks as if we have a very lucky young lady here, but just to be sure I want a CT scan of her skull and then get a local and stitch up the cut in the back of her head. It does not look to bad and will probably heal with a very small scar. How do you feel young lady?”

“A little out of it, my head hurts and my vision was blurry when I woke up in the ambulance.” I said feeling a little scared I might be hurt more on the inside. “You’re sure I’m ok.”

“Yes, I just want to rule out the possibly of brain injury but you do have a slight concussion, and will need stitches in the cut on your neck, most likely two or three will do, it’s not that bad of a cut.”

“What’s a concussion doctor?” I asked not knowing what it meant.

“That means your brain is bruised and it will clear up in a few days to a week. I will send a letter requesting you not participate in any physical activity for the rest of the week and will see you next week to take the stitches out and follow up on you then. Does that sound ok?”

“Yes, thank you, Doctor?”

“Sorry, I’m Doctor Jenson a Pediatric resident here at Mercy hospital.

“Thanks for taking care of Sandra.” Brian said.

“That’s my job, take care of the injured and cure their ails.” Dr. Jenson said chuckling. “Are you Sandra’s boyfriend? I heard you’re the one who fought off the bully who attacked her?”

“Yes I’m her boyfriend, and yes I took care of that bully, and good I hope.”

“I heard he’s ok, just a broken spirit and bloody nose from what the school nurse has told the police.”

“Police, Brian’s not in trouble is he?” I asked concerned for Brian.

“That’s something he will have to ask the investigating officer. He’s waiting outside in the hall for you, if you would like Brian I’ll tell him your waiting for Sandra’s test results and will be out in a while.”

“Thanks Doctor, I’d like that.”

With that the Dr. Jenson walk out and spoke to the tall black officer in the hall, the officer smiled and nodded an affirmative and Dr. Jenson walked back in the examination room and was soon followed by a large piece of equipment being pushed into the room by a large guy in scrubs and an ID that read D. Jones, Orderly.

“Ok, the portable CT scanner is here so I’ll go ahead and get that out of the way, thank you Rick.” Dr. Jenson said to the big balding man.

“No problem Frank.” The orderly said and walked out.

Dr. Jenson the pushed it the rest of the way over to the bed I had been lying on and had me lay down and then turned on the machine. It made a low buzzing sound for a few minutes then Dr. Jenson turned off the scanner an pushed it into the far right corner of the exam room. He then sat at a computer terminal and brought up what could only be pictures of the inside of my head. He studied several images for a few minutes then stood up and came over to the side of the bed.

“Your scans are clear of any damaged, just a small bit of bruising from a mild concussion. You’ll have to stay in the hospital overnight for observation, but you will be able to go home tomorrow afternoon. Your principal Mrs. Sherman has informed me she has contacted your father and he’s on his way here.”

“Thank you.” I said relieved dad was coming to the hospital. A second later a short and skinny female nurse walked in with a tray and syringe and set the tray on the table next to the bed.

“Brian you can go out and speak to Officer Thompson while the nurse tends to Sandra’s stitches.” Dr. Jenson led Brian out to the corridor while I had stitches put in.

Once the nurse used the syringe, the area around the wound became numb and all I felt was a slight tug as she did the stitches. The nurse, Betty, finished in just a few minutes.”

“There we go, all finished. I was able to close the cut with just two stitches and used glue on the rest. It’ll heal nicely and most likely not leave a scar, and if it does it will be small and hidden by your hair.”

“Thank you nurse, will it hurt?”

“Call my Betty; it will be sore for a few days. Just keep it clean and covered until the stitches are removed. You’re a very pretty girl, how old are you?” Betty said sweetly

“I’m 16 Betty, and a sophomore in high school.” I answered.

“Is that cute boy in the hall your boyfriend?” Betty continued to talk as she tapped a bandage on the wound.

“Yes, that’s Brian, my knight in shining armor; apparently he stopped the boy who kicked me from doing anything else.” I told her very proud of him.

“Do you know why that boy did this to you?” She asked innocently unaware of my secret.

“Yah, I think it’s because I used to be a boy.” I told her a bit scared of what she might think.

“Oh, well I guess he’s just another boy not secure with his own manhood.” She said calmly and unaffected.

“You don’t mind?” I asked confused.

“No not at all, in fact my sister was just like you and has grown up to be a very special sister and friend.” Betty said with a grin. “I’ll give you her email and maybe you can talk to her if you like.”

“That would be great, thank you.” I said excited about talking with another person who had already gone through what I am.

“I’ll be back with her business card in a few minutes; it’s just in my locker down the hall.” Betty then left and Brian and the police officer walked in right as she left.

“Hello Ms. Davidson, I’m Officer Thompson and I’m investigating the attack on you at school today and I have a few questions to ask you.” He asked gently.

“Go ahead Officer Thompson; I’m ready to answer any questions you may have.” I was wondering how I could help I really did not see anything.

“Ok Ms. Davidson, at any time in the past few days did you at any time do anything that might be construed as flirting or inappropriate touching to Kevin Chambers?”

“Absolutely not Officer, I haven’t even spoken to him in at least a week.” I said a little mad at the question.

“Ok, calm down Ms. Davidson, I just need to get all the info from everyone involved and I’m not pointing fingers of blame at you.” Officer Thompson said in a calming tone.

“Sorry, Officer Thompson, but I am still a bit fuzzy and I did nothing to deserve this attack.”

“I realize that, you’re too lovely a young lady as far as I have seen and heard from many people at your school.” He said with a smile. “You have a lot of good friends and teachers who came to your aid and defended your honor when Kevin started spreading that you not only flirted with him, but you also exposed yourself to him in a sexual manner.”

I turned beet red in anger at such an outlandish lie. “How could he say such a thing, I was just getting my next class books out of my locker when I heard that piece of shit yell then the next thing I know I’m in an ambulance. No way is that horse’s ass going to get away with telling lies. What a piece of shit.” I almost screamed in anger, I don’t even remember ever being this angry before. I’ve always been passive and shy up till now.

“It’s ok to be angry Ms. Davidson, from what Brian and the other witnesses have told me this was a total unprovoked attack and that the perpetrator will be dealt with. I’m going to speak to his father once I’ve completed my interview with you.”

“Please call me Sandra, and thank you.”

“You are welcome.” His smile then turned to a frown. “I sorry but I have to ask you this final question, part of what Kevin was spreading at school after this incident was that just a few days ago you used to be a boy. All I see in front of me is a very nice girl, but does this rumor have any truth to it? He asked gently.

I started to wonder if I was in some sort of trouble for becoming a full time girl. I began to worry I might have to go back to being a boy, no way that was happening. I’m a girl now and no way is someone going to force me to change who I am. Officer Thompson must have seen the unhappy expression on my face.

“Look Sandra, not that it matters one way or another, but I am obligated to get the facts in this case. It will have no bearing on you and will only be used against your attacker in such cases that involve discrimination against persons in your alleged situation.”

“Yes it is true I was once a boy. I am a girl now and no one is going to tell me otherwise.” I said still a frustrated about what happen and what might happen when I return to school in a few days.

“Thank you for your honesty Sandra, It will indeed help if this incident goes to court. It’s up to you, as I said I will be contacting Mr. Chambers in a few minutes. At that time I will come back and discuss what might happen next. I’ll return shortly and once again thank you Ms. Davison.”

“You’re welcome Officer Thompson; I just hope that piece of shit Kevin get what he deserves.” I said still feeling hurt and angry at my attacker as Officer Thompson walked out the shaking his head.

“Watch your language young lady.”

“Daddy!!” I squealed my father walked in with an expression of worry that changed to a smile once he realized I was ok. My head hurt as I sprang up from the bed and jumped to my feet to hug him and I wobbled a bit.

“Careful Sandra, I don’t want to be the one who causes you to get hurt more.” Dad said with a smirk.

“Oh Daddy, I’m fine. The doctor said I can go back to school on Thursday, but I have to stay overnight for observation.” I told him trying to be smarter than him.

“I know sweetie, I just spoke with Dr. Jenson. He told me you’re a very lucky girl.” Dad gave me a big hug then turned to Brian. “I understand I owe you a great debt of gratitude young man for saving Sandra from a severe beating. You sir have my thanks and eternal appreciation, and Sandra is very fortunate to have a boyfriend like you Brian. You’re mother will be very proud of your actions today, and I will be sure to tell her how I feel about it.”

Brian could not help but turn red in embarrassment. “Thank you Mr. Davidson, I just reacted to protect the girl I love. I would not know what I would do if I had lost her. She’s my best friend and girlfriend in the world.” Brian said and smiled at me.

“I love you Brian.” I let slip out and gave him a kiss on the lips. We held it just for a few seconds and then were interrupted by the door opening and Officer Thompson came back in.

“Hello, I’m Officer Ben Thompson you must be Mr. Davidson.” The policeman said as he shook dad’s hand.

“Why yes I am, are you going to arrest the person responsible for this unprovoked attack?” Dad asked sternly.

“If I may sir may I speak to you outside regarding that point?” Officer Thompson asked and gestured to the corridor just outside my room.

Once they left the room I could see Dad and Officer Thompson talking through the glass in the door to the room. It looked like a civil conversation and not heated. I could see my dad nod his head from time to time in the affirmative. I began wondering what they were talking about; I did not have to wait long because they both came back in a few seconds later.

Dad came up to me and put his hand on my shoulder in a comforting manner. “Sandy, Officer Thompson has spoken with Mr. Chambers, Kevin’s dad about this. His initial reaction was one of shock and embarrassment. He said he is truly sorry for what his son has done to you. He has requested to meet with you and me to discuss alternative punishment other than arrest. He does say he will support whatever decision you make.” Dad said then squeezed my shoulder for support.

“Ok Dad, I’ll meet Mr. Chambers and talk with him. I’ll certainly hear what he has to say then make a decision then.” I told him a bit apprehensive.

“That’s very grown up of you Sandra, you must be very proud of your daughter Mr. Davidson.” Officer Thompson said.

“Yes I am very proud of Sandra; she is a very responsible and tender young lady.” Dad said then smiled at me.

“Mr. Chambers said he could be here in about an hour, he said something about needing to take care of his son first then he will meet with you here.” Officer Thompson explained.

“Thank you Ben.” Officer Thompson shook dad’s hand then left to wait somewhere for Mr. Chambers to show up.

“Honey, you should get some rest and Brian and I will go and see if we can fetch you something to eat.”

“Ok dad that sounds nice, I’d like some ice cream too.” I said greedily knowing I would get what I wanted.

“Of course your majesty, you ask and you shall receive.” Dad said jokingly. “Come on Brian let ‘Princess Sandra’ rest while us men fetch her some food.”

“Yes sir.” Brian continued. “My lady.” Brian said bowing as he exited the room. I’ll have to get him back for that one for sure. I took dad’s advice and lay down and closed my eyes and thought about what dad and Brian might talk about while out. I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew I was being woken up by someone tapping on my shoulder.

“Wake up Sandra, Brian and I have returned bearing a back of food.” Dad said holding a McDonald’s bag.

“Yummy and an ice cream cone too. I love you guys, thanks.” I said very appreciative of the food and ice cream. “What did you talk about while out.”

“Not much.” Brian said while fidgeting, I guess I’ll have to ask him later when we are alone, and I know just the trick to get him to talk.

“Here’s your food, enjoy.” Dad said as he handed me the bag, I opened it and found my favorite nuggets with sweet and sour sauce and fries. We all ate quietly until we were done eating. I gobbled down the last of the nine piece and last fry just as a very tall balding man knocked on the door to the room I was in. Dad got up and asked if he could help the man, he introduced himself as Mr. Chambers.

“Sandra this is Mr. Chambers, and he would like to talk to us about what happened today.” Dad said as he led the very muscular man into the room. I felt overwhelmed by his stature; he defiantly towers over the smaller Kevin.

“Good afternoon Sandra, my name is Brad Chambers, and I would like to first off apologize for my son’s actions against you today. He had no right or reason to do what he did. He will be held accountable for his actions which is why I am here today. I wanted to discuss with you, options other than having him arrested. He is a good boy; it’s just he has had problems relating to other kids his age. And if what I have in mind is ok with you, I think it might even help him become a better man.” Mr. Chambers said in a very soft spoken tone, he really seemed different sounding than he looked, very educated and caring.

“What do you have in mind Mr. Chambers?” I asked very curious.

“First of all Kevin will be required to apologize to you personally and in front of the whole tenth grade. I have also decided he needs to learn what it’s like to be perceived as he put it, ‘An outcast and a freak.’ His punishment will be to dress completely as a girl for fourteen days starting Monday. That way he will experience some of the things you might be going through. I can only imagine what it might be like but I have a great respect for you and Kevin needs to learn that and how to treat those around him.” Mr. Chambers was direct and to the point. “How do you feel about that Sandra?”

“I’m unsure of what to think, I do appreciate the respect you have shown me but I don’t know if this will work. What if he tries to injure me again?” I asked for assurance Kevin would not hurt me again.

“Don’t worry about that Sandy; I’ve got your back.” Brian said with a big smile and acting tough.

“I will guarantee that if you tell me that Kevin hurts you or anyone else he will be arrested for this action. In fact I’ll give you my cell number and you can get in touch with me at anytime you feel I need to be informed of any actions he takes.” Mr. Chambers said with conviction.

“I think I can live with that., I thank you for coming and apologizing to me personally Mr. Chambers.” I said honestly.

“You are very welcome Sandra, all my best to you and your father. Don’t forget to call.”

“I won’t Mr. Chambers.” With that Mr. Cambers handed me his business card and left. I then turned to Brian and dad. “What do you guys think about this?”

“I think it’s a hoot and great karma, I can’t wait to see Kevin at school trying to hide behind girls clothes.” Brian said with laughter.

“You two need to tread lightly on this subject. If Kevin gets picked on at school, who’s to tell anyone they can’t pick on you for the same reason Sandra, and even you Brian. You are dating and some might consider you gay for dating Sandra, even if she is a girl on the inside. Some might not see it that way, and if they see you two in on the fun of what will happen at school with Kevin. Then they will see you as a bully also and open for payback.” Dad said sternly.

When dad put it that way I had no choice but to agree. I would certainly not partake in any bullying or teasing when I saw Kevin next. I hope Brian feels the same way.

“Your right Mr. Davidson, Sandra we have to be careful and not in any way tease Kevin. I will still protect you if he becomes violent.”

“I was thinking the same thing Brian, it’s a good thing you and I think alike. If you didn’t then I would dump you.” I put that last part in just to put Brian in his place.

“Well you are my princess after all. I will only follow your lead my liege.” Brian said with a bow for emphasis.

“You’re such a kiss ass Brian.” I said then hit him on the shoulder.

“That’s quite enough you two, or I’ll have to ground you both. It’s getting late and visiting hours are almost over, so we will have to say our goodbyes and let Sandra get her rest.” Dad came over and gave me a hug and a kiss on the forehead. “I’ll see you in the morning sweetie, I’m stopping by on my way to work then I will pick you up on my way home.” He said smiling and patting me on the shoulder then looked at Brian. “Brian I will leave you and Sandy alone so you can say your goodbyes and then I’ll drive you home.”

“Thanks Mr. Davidson.” Brian said blushing.

“You’re welcome Brian, and please call me David.”

“Yes Mr. Da.… I mean David.” Brian corrected himself.

My dad then walked out and left us alone. I looked over at Brian and thought how much I love him. He saved me from being injured further, I had to thank him. “Brian I am truly thankful for helping me today. I didn’t mean to sound bossy earlier.” I said apologetically.

“Don’t worry about it. Your dad and I were only teasing you, besides I do think of you as my princess.”

“You’re a kiss ass Brian, come here.” I told him patting the spot on the bed next to me. Brian cautiously sat down, and I looked into his eyes, I realized right then I loved him more than anything. I then put my hand on his cheek and pulled him into a passionate kiss. I felt tingly all over, and was getting excited. He’s a good kisser, and I like what he’s doing with his tongue. I melted into him and let the kiss linger and for the first time in my life I let my hand fall to his lap and touched another penis. I could tell he was excited as I was even through the fabric. I had to cool down or I would make a mess, so I broke the kiss but still looked into his eyes and lost myself in them.

“I love you Brian.” I simply said.

“I love you too Sandra.” He said blushing but meant it. “That was fantastic; you think you might be ready for more?” He asked honestly and I could not blame him.

“Of that I am sure of Brian, I do want more, to be honest I’ve given it a lot of thought and I want to experience everything with you.” I told him sort of hesitant.

“You do? That’s great.” Brian said excitedly.

“Yes, I’ve soiled plenty of towels just fantasizing about it. If you know what I mean.” Shit, did I just tell him I was masturbating thinking about him, yep sure did, oops.

“I know exactly what you mean Sandra; I can’t wait to experience more with you. Maybe we can do more once the dance is over next Friday?” He said in a question. “Yes an after dance celebration dance just you and me alone.”

“That sounds great Brian, and I agree.” I was excited about it myself and wondered what it would be like. “It’s late and I wish you didn’t have to go, but the orderlies will kick you out promptly at 8 o’clock.”

“I know and I hate leaving you here alone.” Brian said with sadness. “I’ll see you tomorrow ok?”

“Of course silly, I can’t wait to see you again, good night Brian.” I told him then kissed him again, but not as long as before.

“Good night my love, see you soon.” Brian said as he walked out then he blew me a kiss at the door. God I love that man, I thought to myself, and fell fast asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

I was woken up by a light tapping on my shoulder; I opened my eyes to see my dad standing over me with a smile.

“Good morning sweetie, have a nice sleep?” Dad asked pleasantly.

“Good morning dad, yes I slept well enough. My neck is kind of sore though but I feel better today.”

“Well that’s great honey, how would you like to get out of here?” Dad asked.

“Go home, absolutely. But I thought the doctor wanted me to stay the whole day?”

“I just finished talking to him, he said that you’re doing well enough to go home and back to school tomorrow.”

“That’s great dad, what about work?” I asked hopping he would not get in trouble on my account.

“Don’t you go worrying about it? My boss John is very understanding and told me not to worry about missing work.” Dad said easing my fears.

“I won’t dad, so the doctor says I’m ok then?” I asked just to be sure.

“Yes Sandra your fine, we just have to come back on Monday to get the stitches out.”

“Well I’m glad about that, let’s go home.”

Dad handed me a bag with some clothes in it. A simple yellow shirt and jeans and clean panties bra. I guess he’s a simple man. I dressed and soon dad and I were on our way home. It was a quite ride home. I just kind of zoned out and gazed at the passing buildings and passersby. I guess I wasn’t really in the talkative mood at the moment, which is almost a miracle for a teen aged girl. I then remembered about the dance and what Brian had said. I began to wonder what dad would think if I asked him about it.

“Dad, Brian asked me to the spring dance and I said yes, is that ok.” I asked a little red faced.

“Yes of course its ok, I expected that he would.” He said with a smile.

“Thanks, there is another thing I wanted to talk to you about, and it’s a hard subject for me to talk to you about.” I said a little slowly trying to get it all out.

“You can tell me anything Sandra, no matter what it’s about. I am here for you.” Dad said patting my knee and then turned into our driveway. “How about we get something to drink and sit and talk?”

“Ok.” I had not realized we were that close to home, I followed dad into the house. “I’ll have some iced tea please.” I asked as he opened the refrigerator.

“That sounds good, I’ll have one too.” Dad said and grabbed the container and two glasses from the cupboard and handed me a glass then poured it for me then poured himself one. We then took our drinks into the living room and sat down.

“So what would you like to talk about Sandy?” Dad asked with no concern as he looked to know what I would be asking.

“It’s about Brian and me. It…It’s.” I stumbled a bit. “I’ve been thinking a lot about being with Brian more intimately.” If my face was not red before, it sure was now.

“You mean sleeping together?” Dad said without a change of expression, little or no surprise. I was stunned to say the least.

“Yes.” I squeaked out. “You don’t mind?”

“What you and Brian do in private is your business. I just want you to be sure that this is what you want. I knew right away that your mother was the one for me. And I’m sure you feel the same way about Brian, am I right?” Dad asked with a smile.

“Yes, I love him more than anyone. I just now realized my feelings for him were deeper than I thought. I always thought I wasn’t gay. Now all I can think about is being with Brian.” I said not sure if what I said made any sense.

“Labeling yourself as anything is to early Sandra, whether you’re straight, gay, transgendered or somewhere in-between does not matter to me. I will still love you unconditionally.”

“Thanks dad, I love you.”

“I love you too sweetheart.” He then gave me a big hug then released me a few minutes later. “Let’s sit back down and finish our chat shall we.”

“Ok.” Dad and I talked for hours, mostly about school, Brian, the Spring Dance and of course he asked me again about Kevin and his punishment. I won’t bore you with all the details. It was a wonderful afternoon that I got and bonded closer to my dad. I have to say I felt much better after I talked to him about my feelings about my identity and not knowing which road I would ultimately take. He just sat and listened to me go on and on. He knew exactly when to interject with an idea or suggestion. He also told me not to stop questioning the world and my decisions. It’s the adult thing to do to look at the issues we are face with from multiple angles. For that I love and cherish my dad.

After our long talk dad asked if I would like to go out and get something to eat later. I said yes, and at that very moment there was a knock at the door. I went and opened it and standing there was Brian.

“Hi Sandra, I’ve missed you.” Brian said then gave me a hug. I’m beginning to love hugging him. He felt so warm and I could not help but melt into him. I looked into his deep brown eyes and kissed him.

“Hi yourself.” I said after breaking the kiss.

It took Brian a second to get his composure back. “I’m glad you’re out of the hospital.”

“Me too. Brian, would you like to come in?”

“Yes Please?” Brian said politely.

Brian and I sat and began talking. Dad excused himself and let us be. It was nice of him to give us space, even after I told him I had these feelings about Brian. The more we talked the more I felt at ease with him, Brian is such a good friend and I must be truthful, he’s very attractive too. We must have talked for hours about school. The biggest thing Brian had said had happened that the other students were all coming together in support for me. I could not believe that was happening, Brian explained that Kevin had spread rumors about me around school before he had hit me. No one believed him, and if they did no one seemed to care. I guess I will find out tomorrow when I get back to school.

It must have gotten late because dad came out and asked if Brian and I would like something to eat. We both said yes, and the three of us went out to dinner at Outback. It was a very nice and quiet dinner. I knew Brian and I both enjoyed the time with dad. I asked him if it would be ok if we go to dinner with his mother some time. He agreed and said Saturday would be perfect.

We soon found ourselves once again staring at each other on my porch waiting for the other to say good night. I took the lead and kissed him good night. It was another great kiss that once again led me to think about spending time ‘Alone’ with him. I don’t think I will be able to wait any longer, if I do I might explode in anticipation. I asked god for patience and went into the house and went to bed as I was tired.

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To Be Continued...

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Sandra returns to school and finds she has a few new friends. How long will Sandra and Brian wait until there affections override their common sense?   And Now...   A Prayer Answered Chapter Eight By Sara D.

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Chapter 8
 
I met up with Brian on my way to school the next morning and we were quiet for a while, I could not help but think of all the bad and good things that have been going on the last few days. I wanted to clear up a few questions I had for Brian that I forgot to talk about last night.

“Brian, were you able to get your driving test done last night?” I asked Brian while waiting for the signal to change for us to cross the street to get to school.

“No, I was too worried about you and hurried home to see if you were ok, so I rescheduled it for this evening at six.” Brian answered.

“I’m sorry you missed the test Brian, but I am glad you were able to get the appointment changed.”

“I’d change the rotation of the Earth for you Sandy, I love you.” Brian said smiling at me. “So what are your plans for tonight?” Brian asked as my face became flush in embarrassment.

“I have an appointment with Dr. Louis tonight at 6:30, but I should be home by eight at the latest.”

“Is it ok if I come and see you when you get home?” He asked and looked so cute while saying it, almost like a puppy.

“Of course baby, you can come over anytime you want.” I then leaned over and gave him a peck on the cheek.

“You sure know how to please a guy Sandy.” Brian said while blushing.

“I know, I learned a lot from watching the other girls for years. I’ve practiced in the mirror a million times being a true girl.”

“I see, that’s how all you girls do it, you all get together and manipulate us guys into doing what you want.” Brian said chuckling.

“You know it buster.” I replied as the light changed to green. Brian and I crossed the road and went toward the front of our school. We were greeted by our friends Amy, Matt, Gina, Paul and Kim who were all standing in a group by the front doors. They were milling about just chatting and looking to be waiting around for something to happen.

“Hey welcome back Sandy!” Amy yelled to us as I approached the group. “How are you doing?” Amy asked as she gave me a friendly hug.

“I’m doing ok, just a little discomfort from the stitches.” I turned my head and lifted my hair to show them the bandage.

“How many stitches did you have to get Sandy?” Matt asked with concern in his voice.

“Just two stitches, the doctors and nurses at the hospital were great and took good care of me.” I answered with a smile that Matt was concerned.

“It’s great to see you back Sandy, a lot has happened already since Tuesday. We have all heard what Kevin’s punishment is to be.” Gina said snickering.

“Well Brian and I will not be partaking in any bullying or tormenting of Kevin. We do not want this to come around and bite us in the ass.” I told Gina and the rest of the group.

“That’s probably a good idea. I think we all should just stand back and watch what happens for the next few weeks.” Amy told everyone; Paul, Matt and Gina all agreed.

“So is what I have been hearing about you true Sandra?” Kim asked but not in an unkind way. I had never really talked to her in the past so I was unsure how I should respond. Amy must have seen my concerned look on my face and came to my aid.

“Does it matter Kim, one way or the other?” Amy asked Kim and looked at her for an answer. Kim looked to be thinking for a few minutes.

“Well no, I guess it does not matter and I would not mind being her friend. What do you say Sandra? You’re pretty popular now that everyone knows who you are.” Kim said then offered me her hand in friend ship. I took the opportunity and welcomed her as a new friend.

“I am glad you can see beyond the past Kim, I don’t want secrets to come between any of my friends. So yes at one time I once was a boy, but now I am a girl; and please call me Sandy.” I told her, her expression did not change and she accepted me as I am.

“I’m glad to finally meet you Sandy and I will be your friend.” Kim said sweetly.

“Thank you Kim, I could always use another friend.” Our attention was now turned elsewhere when Paul noticed a blue sedan pulled up next to the school entrance.

“Hey check it out, I think that is Kevin’s dad’s car pulling up, and that does not look like Kevin getting out.” Paul said and we all looked in the direction of the car.

The girl that got out of the car surprised me; in the back of my mind I was sure to see a boy in a dress. What I did see is a very pretty red haired girl in a cute dress. Someone had gone all out to dress this girl properly. There was no evidence of a boy left in the girl who was walking up. I looked at her face to try and see if she was miserable, to my further surprise there was no mistaking that this was a girl and she was happy. It was all in the eyes and face, her demeanor and look was bright and cheerful, not that of a boy in a dress as I was expecting. I knew then that something other than being a bully was bothering Kevin. The new girl approached our group of stunned teenagers. All of my friends had the look that I had, she was beautiful, and she then walked up to me and stood right in front of me with a pretty smile then formed into a pout.

“Sandra, I am truly sorry for what I had no right to do to you. Will you accept my apology?” She said with compassion and caring and as if she had come upon an epiphany.

“I will consider it if you tell me why you did it in the first place Kevin?” I asked a little angry because I was reminded of what happened by the soreness in the back of my head.

“Please let me explain, and please call me Brenda that’s my true name?” Brenda said with humility and continued. “I was hiding my true feelings from myself and the world and I became insanely jealous of you and your courage to become who you were meant to be. I could not see past my own fears of becoming what I was meant to be, a real girl.” Brenda finished with tears in her eyes and I began to feel the pain she had been fighting as much as I was just one week ago.

“I forgive you Brenda, I understand how you feel. Most of the people around you now are my friends, and if you are telling the truth, I am sure all of us can be friends together.” I said with a smile and looked at my friends for assurance, everyone except Brian nodded.

“Oh thank you Sandra, you are one of a kind. I am just so happy to have found myself and I would like to be your friend as well, all of you. I’m going to need it.” Brenda said looking at all of us and smiling.

“Welcome to our group Brenda.” Amy said being the first to accept Brenda as a friend. “I am sure all of us can put what has happened in the past and keep it in the past.” Gina, Paul, Kim, and Matt all shook her hand in forgiveness and welcome. Brian gave Brenda a hard look then his expression softened.

“What the hell, no hard feelings?” Brian finally asked and offered Brenda his hand in friendship.

“No, no hard feelings Brian. I am so sorry for hurting Sandra.” Brenda said then smiled at us all. “You are all good friends to each other; I just hope you can accept me as you have accepted Sandra.”

Everyone in the group nodded their okay, and then we all walked together into the school auditorium. We all took seats together in the bleachers except Brenda whose dad escorted her up to a podium that was set up in the center of the basketball court. Brenda looked very nervous as she walked up to the podium to address the tenth grade seated before her. Principal Mrs. Sherman then walked up with her and spoke first.

“Students, please settle down and give your attention to Brenda Chambers.” Mrs. Sherman said into the microphone loudly and everyone sat down and got quiet.

Brenda stepped up to the microphone and cleared her throat as she held index cards in front of her then began. “My fellow Yellow Jackets good morning. My name is Brenda Chambers. I am here to publicly apologize for my actions against Sandra Davidson on Tuesday. On Tuesday I lost my senses due to extreme jealously and my former self Kevin kicked Sandra in the back of the head. What I did to Sandra was uncalled for and a deplorable action of my former self. I realized I was jealous of her courage and willingness to live as she was meant to and I could not bring that courage to the surface until I was confronted by my father. For my actions I am truly sorry and have personally asked for forgiveness from Sandra. She has graciously accepted my apology and has even agreed to be my friend. Not a friend of Kevin’s, he is gone now but a friend to me, Brenda Chambers. Thank you.” Brenda began to cry softly as she finished her speech, and I could not help feel for her. So I stood up and started clapping and hoot and hollering in support for her. I think it was the right thing to do. Once I started the whole class followed my example and was soon told to quiet down by Principal Sherman.

“Can I have your attention please?” Mrs. Sherman said yelling into the microphone. “Settle down, settle down.” She said again and it became quiet. “Thank you Brenda that was a lovely speech. What all of you should take away from today is to accept other people no matter what. Each and every one of you is unique in your own way and must learn to be mindful of those around you and how your actions might affect them.” She paused for a second to catch her breath. “Thank you all for showing your support for Sandra and for Brenda, their challenge is not over yet. So I ask you all to be a friend to them, if you find you can’t I ask you to mind your own business. You are all dismissed.” Mrs. Sherman then gave Brenda a friendly hug and looked over at me and smiled and then dismissed us all.

The rest of the day went pretty mildly, . I ran into Brenda a few times between classes and she seemed to be in a very good mood and alive for the first time. I could not see the former bully when I looked at her.

We had a substitute in English today and I completed my research on the net for a book report quickly. I used my free time and searched for and download a name change form. I read the directions and then filled it out and printed it. I will have to have dad sign it before submitting it to the court.

After school let out, Brian walked me home and said.

“Sandra, will you come over to my house for a while before we have our appointments tonight?”

“Sure, I’d like that.”

“Great. Maybe we can invite my mom and your dad to dinner tomorrow night?” Brian asked.

“That’s a great idea. I bet your mom and my dad would have a lot of fun together.”

“I’m sure that they would, in fact your dad asked me a lot about my mom the other night. He seems to be quiet interested in her.”

“Oh really, that is interesting. I wonder if my dad is attracted to your mom. That would be so neat.” I told Brian thinking it would be nice for dad to have some companionship, even for only a night.

“I think he is, but what if they were to get married at some point, wouldn’t that make us brother and sister?” Brian asked with concern.

“Step siblings at the least, but who cares, I love you and you love me right?” I asked him just to confirm his feelings for me.

“Of course I love you Sandy.” Brian said with a smile. “Your right, let’s not worry about that.”

Brian and I then walked into his house and were greeted by his mom. She looked happy to see me and gave me a hug. “I am glad you are ok Sandra, how are you feeling?”

“I’m ok Mrs. Jones and I am feeling fine other than a small amount of discomfort where the stitches are.”

“How many times do I have to tell you to call me Janice?” She said laughing.

“Sorry Janice, I was just being polite.” I told her.

“Nonsense, you are Brian’s girlfriend and so close to us that you are considered family.”

“Thank you Janice, that makes me feel accepted.” I blushed and smile at her.

“You’re welcome. What are you two up to today?” She asked looking at Brian.

“Sandy agreed to help me study for my test tonight; she’s a very good driver.” Brian said meekly

“That’s nice; go ahead I’ll leave you two love birds alone, have fun.”

Brian and I went into his room and shrugged our shoulders about what she was talking about. I think I helped him study for about ten minutes before we were kissing. I could not help myself, he was just so cute sitting there taking in what I was saying. It was another magical kiss, and I again melted into him. He’s just so gentle and caring I knew I would not be able to wait much longer before we would take the next step. I had to stop myself and ask God for patience again. I knew it was too soon to take that step.

“That was wonderful Brian, but I stopped because I need to get a few things straight with Dr. Louis tonight before I allow us to get to the next step. I feel that I need to get an answer from her first.” I told him, and he looked to understand.

“Don’t worry about it Sandy, I can wait. I admit I want our relationship to go to the next step, but I will respect your decision not to go to the next level, if that is your choice.”

“Thank you Brian, your one in a million, you know that.” I told him. “And I do love you.”

“I love you to Sandra.” Brian reassured me. I just love how he called me Sandy when we were being casual and Sandra when serious.

I continued to grill Brian on his knowledge of the rules and laws for his driving test for the next hour. Once I felt he knew what he needed for the test I suggested his mom take him for a quick drive and then parted way’s as I had to get to my appointment as well.

“Good luck my love.” I told Brian and gave him a peck on the lips as he got into the driver’s seat of his mothers blue Ranchero.

“Thanks.” He said smiling and putting on his seat belt. He looked just adorable adjusting the mirrors and seat for comfort. Dad had always smiled at me each time I got behind the wheel and did the same. Brian then pulled out of his driveway and waved good bye to me. I walked home, got cleaned up and redid my makeup for my appointment with Thelma. Dad was already home.

“You ready to go Sandy?” Dad asked and handed me the keys to his F150 truck.

“Yah… Sure, thanks dad, I’m ready.” I loved driving his truck, and we were on our way.

About five minutes into the drive a heard the quick yelp of a police siren and saw a cop behind us. I knew I didn’t do anything wrong so I wondered why he was pulling us over. I looked over at dad with a shrug and a question on my mind.

“Dad, I did nothing wrong, why is he pulling us over?”

“I haven’t a clue sweetie, just ask when he gets here.”

“Ok, I’ll ask him.” I said a little worried as I pulled off the road and stopped in a safe area. The policeman walked up to my window as I rolled it down.

“Good afternoon Miss, I’m Officer Sinclair and the reason I pulled you over is your right side tail light is out.” The officer explained why he had pulled me over. “Can I please see your driver’s license, registration and proof of insurance please?” He watched me closely as I fumbled around in my purse for my license. Dad all the while was calm and quickly pulled the registration and insurance cards out of the glove box. Now I realized why having a purse is a nuisance at times, everything ends up on the bottom. Once I found my wallet I handed everything to the officer and he looked at them briefly.

“Thank you Miss, I’ll be back in a second, I just have to check your record.” He then went back to his patrol car and I looked over at dad.

“What kind of ticket am I going to get for this dad?” I asked worried as I had an impeccable driving record for the two months I had been driving.

“Probably just a fix-it ticket, as the registered owner I am ultimately responsible for the truck.” Dad told me easing my fear of getting my first ticket.

A few short minutes later the officer once again came up to the driver’s side window.

“Everything seems to be in order, I will just give you a warning this time Miss, please get the light fixed before you drive again.” The Officer said politely. “One more thing, there is a problem with your driver’s license it has you down as a male. I checked the records on the computer and they match the records of a Tim Davidson, would you mind explaining this?” The officer looked confused as he looked at me; I knew the picture on the license resembled me so he must have thought the DMV had made a mistake. I knew it was wrong to lie to the police so I had no choice but to tell him the truth.

Speaking slowly I told him the truth. “Sir, my driver’s license is correct at least for the gender for now. My name is legally being changed to Sandra Ellen Davison in a few weeks. I am a transsexual and I’m in RLT.” I told him hoping he would understand and be lenient.”

“I assume your this young ladies father and can vouch for her?” The officer asked dad.

“Of course sir this is my daughter and what she said is true. We are actually on our way to her psychiatrist for an appointment, and as the registered owner of the vehicle I will also take care of the burned out tail light as well.” Dad explained to the Officer.

“Ok then, you have nice day and drive safely.” He said without reaction to my situation then handed back my license and the truck paperwork. He then left us be and drove off in search of his next violator.

“You know it’s not right to fib to the police Sandra, but he did not check on the lie you told about you name change.” Dad looked at me with that look; I guess I should let the other cat out of the bag to him.

“I was actually truthful to a point dad.” I said looking at him for a reaction then dug out the name change application which was folded in my purse’s outer zipper. He looked at the form for a few minutes then looked at my face.

“Are you sure about this?”

“Absolutely sure dad, I know who I am, and I think at some point I want to marry and this is one step in the right direction to obtain it. Just having my license have my true name and updated picture on it will help when asked about who I am when situations like this one happen again.”

“Your right of course sweetie, I just wanted to be sure you had thought it through, and you obviously have, we are running late so let’s get to your appointment.”

“Yes sir.” I said and drove us the rest of the way to Dr. Louis’ office.

Soon I was waiting in the reception area of Thelma’s office, and was ushered in by her clerk. I sat down on the couch in her office and was greeted by Dr. Louis who followed me in.

“Good evening Sandra, I hear you had an eventful week so far.” Dr. Louis asked and continued. “Care to tell me about it?”

“That’s the understatement of the year, . I had a good day at school Monday, Got kicked in the head on Tuesday, missed school yesterday and today I made friends with the person who kicked me in the head who is now a girl like me.” I said quickly and out of breath.

“Anything else happen?” She asked for more.

“Yes there is more.” I paused for a second to catch my breath. “It’s only been eight days and my emotions feel like a roller coaster ride. I know I am a girl on the inside and want to be one completely. It’s just that when I’m with Brian my male parts get excited and when I am alone I use them for pleasure. I’ve kissed him almost every day so far and I simply melt into him. He is just so cute, and I want to experience more with him as I am. These feelings are confusing the hell out of me.” I told Thelma.

“All these feelings are natural, you are still physically male and the female hormones and testosterone blockers won’t take effect for several weeks. You are still taking your pills daily aren’t you?

“Yes I am and I haven’t missed a dose yet.” I answered truthfully.

“Well that is good, I am sure that with time you will figure out what is right for you. You can still be a girl and keep you male parts if that is what you decide. Just keep in mind that your testicles and penis will become smaller as time passes. We can’t tell for sure what size you will ultimately be, but if you want to experience sex with your male parts it is something you must consider.”

“I am aware of the side effects and I am sure what I am doing is right. I haven’t felt so good since the last time mom and I had a day out together. I just wanted to voice my concerns to you and I think I have come to a conclusion, at least for now. I know for at least the mean time, until I turn 18 I will enjoy what I have and then make the ultimate leap and become a full woman at that time.”

“That very well may be the choice you make. That is why these counseling sessions are so important and why we don’t make rash and unalterable decisions in these cases. It gives you time to live as you think you should and find out if this is right for you. I know from your past sessions that it is right for you. You are more mature, well rounded and seem more an alive.”

“Thank you Thelma.”

I then related what had transpired at school with Brenda and how I accepted her apology and even consider her a friend. I knew that forgiveness was what God taught and I felt that I needed to know what Thelma thought about it.

“You know Sandra; there are many adults who would not have forgiven the way you did. I am proud of you, and your beliefs in God and his teachings will only enhance and enlighten you in life.” Thelma said and drove home my own beliefs and made me feel better. “You may find Brenda to be a better friend than an enemy in time, even lifelong friends.”

“I think I’d like that.” I paused then thought for a second. “Thelma, thank you for your advice and counsel, I feel much better about myself and who I am. May I give Brenda your card; she may need someone to talk to?” I asked.

“Of course, and I would be glad to talk to her. Well that wraps up our session for today, see you next Thursday.” Thelma smiled and led me to the reception area.

“Thanks Thelma, see you Thursday.” I then approached dad and told him I was ready to go.

“How was your session?” Dad asked as we walked out to the car.

“It was great, very enlightening. I understand why I feel the way I do and I know which direction I want to go.” I told dad and looked for a reaction and he smiled.

“What direction is that sweetie?” He asked concerned with my decision.

“For now I am going to continue my hormone treatments to become as female as possible then make a decision as to surgery when I am 18. I know Brian will be ok with my decision as he has made it clear he is in love with me no matter what.”

Dad just looked like he normally did then he got a sad look on his face. “Sorry Sandra, you good old dad just got a little sad remembering the good times I had with your previous self. You must know I support you in what you are doing and I love you very much.” Dad then gave me a hug and I hugged him back tightly. We then got into the car and began to drive home.

I broke the silence a few blocks down the road. “Dad, when can we drop of the name change paperwork?”

“I signed it already while you were in with Thelma. If you would like the courthouse is on the way home.”

“Ok, thanks dad.” I said and turned on the next corner into the courthouse. Dad and I walked up to the night clerk’s window and waited our turn. The lady at the window smiled at us as the man who was in front of us left.

“Next” She said as I stepped to the window and handed her my name change paperwork. She looked it over and then stamped and dated the forms. “Everything seems to be filled out correctly and in order. May I please have a copy of your doctors RLT letter for the file please?” She asked in a professional manner. I pulled the letter from my purse, unfolded it and handed it to the clerk.

“Here you go.” I said quietly.

“I’ll be back in a jiffy” She said then walked over to a copier to make a copy then handed back my original. “Your hearing is set for 3pm Tuesday in courtroom number four.” She handed me a copy of the schedule. “Good luck and have a nice evening miss.”

“Thank you.” I said then walked back out.

“That was easy.” Dad said as we walked out.

“Yah it sure was.”

“I’ll pick you up at school at 2:30. I’ll call and make sure they let you out early so we won’t be late.”

“Ok, thanks dad.”

We were soon home and we were greeted by Janice and Brian. Brian had a huge grin and a piece of paper in his hand. I could not contain my excitement and ran up to him and gave him a hug because I knew he had passed his driver’s test. “You passed!” I said excitedly and then kissed him.

“Yes, thanks to your tutoring.” Brian said with a smile and hugged me tighter. “Mom, Sandra and I would like to know if you would like to join us and David to dinner tomorrow night.”

“Yes I would like that.” Janice said and smiled at my dad.

“I would like that too.” Dad responded and gave us a knowing smile.

Brian and I then went over and sat on his back porch while dad and Janice kept talking on the front porch. I was looking at the stars as it began to get dark and felt good about myself. Brian was doing the same and I looked over into his beautiful eyes and lost myself in them. I leaned over and kissed him on the lips and melted into him. Both of our emotions took over and I let it happen again. I felt his hand slide up my thigh and he began to rub me through the jean’s I was wearing. It felt wonderful, and I did the same. He was certainly hard when I felt him and once I rubbed him he broke our wonderful kiss.

“Sandra, I want you so bad. I don’t know if I can wait any longer. Please will you sleep with me?” Brian said almost begging.

“I do want to Brian but I want to wait until the time is right.” I told him.

“I can wait.” Brian said sort of pouting.

Brian and I sat quietly snuggling for about an hour when he broke the silence.

“Sandra, I love you no matter what. And now that I’ve finally had you, please will you think about not having surgery right away when you’re eighteen. I am kind of hoping you will keep yourself just as you are, I know I’m being selfish, but I just wanted to be truthful with you.”

“I will have to think about it before I give you an answer Brian. I do love you and I did enjoy what just happened and I want to do it again. But in my heart I am a girl and I think I need time to see if that is what is right for me.”

“I can respect that Sandy, however you are a girl. In your heart, mind and how you present yourself is all woman to me. I love you just the way you are.” Brian told me and I agree with him. I just needed time to think.

“I will let you know soon Brian just be patient.”

“No problem, I will wait for you forever.”

I then kissed him and cuddled with him for a while. His mom and my dad came out to find us about a half hour latter.

“How are things with the two love birds?” Janice said noticing our disheveled looks.

I kind of jumped when I heard her say that. Janice seemed to understand the look on our embarrassed faces.

“It’s ok for you two to kiss. The two of us don’t mind.” Janice said and nudged my dad for an agreement.

I gave Brian a peck on the lips as dad and I walked out. I was obviously tired after our encounter.

I grabbed my purse as I walked to my room. I pulled the court paperwork out to look at it again when I did the card the nurse from the hospital gave me fell out. What was her name, oh yah Betty. I looked at the card and contemplated emailing her then made the decision to do it. I turned on my computer and began writing.

‘Dear Kelly,

My name is Sandra and your sister Betty was kind enough to give me your email address. I hope you don’t mind that I am writing you but I am a girl in a similar situation to yours and I need advice. I don’t want you to think that I am some sort pervert or something but I have a few questions about the feelings I am having. I am in love with a very passionate and caring guy. I know he loves me very much, and the feelings I get are more than I can ever explain. I know in my heart I am a girl. But after my experience tonight I am thinking about not changing my male parts. I have always believed that surgery was the only option for me. But now I am not sure that is right for me. I love Brian and He loves me, and he told me he loved me the way I am. If you have any advice for a confused teenager, please respond and email me at 'sandraone@nothere.net'.

Thank You

Sandra Davidson.

I sent the email and then went to sleep as is was now past eleven.

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To Be Continued...

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It's Friday and the dinner date for all four is tonight. Do David and Janice have fun and spend more time together? How does Sandra and Brian's relationship grow?   And Now...   A Prayer Answered Chapter Nine By Sara D. Edited by "STANMAN" Thank You!!!

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Chapter 9
 

Today started out as another good day. I felt especially feminine and I wore my pink skirt and white top. Brian complimented me on my appearance and I blushed in appreciation.

School was it usual place, and everyone milled about talking in groups, as usual. Amy, Mat, Gina, Paul, Kim, Brian and I had just sat down for lunch when Brenda asked if she could sit with us during lunch. None of us objected as she sat next to Kim. Kim even smiled at Brenda and I began to wonder if Kim was now interested in her. I then asked Brenda if I could see her alone for a second after we ate.

"Brenda, I would like to talk to you privately after lunch. I have a person you might like to talk too. She has helped me a lot."

Brenda smiled, "OK."

Brian leaned over and whispered, “What's that about?"

I whispered back, "I'm just going to give her my psychiatrist's card."

"Oh,” He simply said.

Amy then spoke up and reminded everyone of next Friday's spring dance and that we were all going to dress up nice and the guys would wear tuxedo's and us girls would wear our prettiest gowns. The spring dance is always at the end of the first term and I then remembered that meant report cards were coming out and I was struggling in science class for an A. I was having a hard time remembering the periodic table and got a C minus on our last test. I shook that thought and focused on the dress for the dance next Friday.

"I wish I had someone to take me to the dance," Kim said over the rest of us speaking all at once. And without missing a beat Brenda spoke up.

"I'll take you to the Dance Kim," Brenda said smiling that quickly turned into an expression of embarrassment when we all looked at her with confusion. "What, so I like girls,” Brenda quickly said unfazed.

"I accept you invitation," Kim replied before any of us could say or do anything, and then gave us a look that said 'what'.

We all looked at each other and shrugged. I felt the need for some comic relief.

"So, who is going to be wearing the tuxedo then?" I snickered.

"Not me," Kim answered.

"Not me either," Brenda also said.

"This should be a very interesting dance, two boys going together one of which is living as a girl, and two girls, one of which is also a boy living as a girl," I said to lighten the mood and question that might be in the minds of my friends.

"It will not bother me, not as long as I have Amy," Matt told us.

"Same with me," Paul piped in and gave Gina small hug.

Lunch continued on and us girls talked about are dresses and what might happen after the dance. It was nice to have all these good friends and I was glad to have them all. The bell quickly rang for fifth period and we were all of on our separate ways. Brenda found me at the door to the lunch room.

"What did you want to talk to me about?"

"I have a card from my psychiatrist; she's great and is willing to see you, if you are interested,” I said then handed her Thelma's card.

"Thelma Louis, Like in the movie?" She asked, laughing.

"No silly, her last name is pronounced LEWIS. I thought the same thing when I first met Thelma, but she quickly corrected me during my first session. Just call her Thelma, she'll tell you that first thing for sure."

"Ok thanks Sandra, you're becoming a true friend."

"You're welcome Brenda, and please call me Sandy."

I also wanted to ask her about Kim, but thought it better not to bring it up just yet.

"Thanks again Sandy, see you later."

"See yah,” I said and headed for Science.

Brian once again was a gentleman and walked me home, walking hand in hand all the way to my front porch. I knew that tonight was going to be a special night, not only for us but for my dad and Brian's mom Janice.

We were all going out to dinner, which would give me and Brian a chance to hook up our parents.

Brian turned to me as I unlocked the front door to my house, "So, do you think it still OK that your dad and my mom might see more of each other after tonight?"

"Of course not, I think it's cool that they seem to like each other," I responded and led the way into the house and to our surprise, dad and Brian's mom were sitting and chatting on the couch, very close together I might add.

"Hi kids," said Dad.

"Hi Dad, hi Janice,” I greeted them.

"Hi Mom, hi David," said Brian.

"How was school?" Dad asked as I took a seat on one of the chairs across from the couch and Brian did the same, he looked like he was wondering what was going on.

"It was good, you two seem to be having fun talking," Brian answered with a smile.

"Listen kids, we have something important to tell you," Janice stated then paused. "David and I have decided to get married, I know it will come as a surprise to the both of you; we were just talking about how to tell you guys." Janice explained to them.

I was astonished, and I could tell that Brian was, as well.

"We talked a lot last night, and in the past and have been seeing each other for a while. We both have a lot in common, and I like that he has a feminine side as well," Janice finished.

Brian looked as if he just swallowed a bird and began to cough, "...Fem... Feminine Side," He then looked at me for an answer I think Brian was just a little shocked.

I wasn't sure if I should be the one to explain; I knew of my dad's past but did not know all the details as we have yet to talk about it. Dad was the first to speak up.

"When we moved into this house 17 years ago, Claudia and I were greeted by a lovely woman and her husband, we became fast friends. Jake and I would watch the game together and Janice and Claudia would shop together. One day, Jake ran into Sara, she was dressed very nicely in a sheath dress, makeup and hair done really nice. It only took Jake about ten seconds to figure out it was me. I was worried but Jake took it in stride, asked if I were gay. I answered no of course reminding him I was married. We had a laugh at my expense but he accepted me because he and I liked the same foot ball teams and watched them on weekends. Soon after he must have told your mother Brian, and we girls were soon shopping together." Dad paused for a second to look for reactions from us. I did have one, this I had to hear more about.

"Please Dad; tell us more,” I told him with a knowing smile.

"Of course sweetie, as I was saying we had a great time together. Soon your mother and Janice became pregnant and I made up my mind to not dress while you were a young child. Sadly Jake was shot and killed while trying to save the life of a police officer, he was a great man Brian." Dad paused and had a sad face as if remembering something.

"Your dad was much quicker at getting out of the car than I; he and I were driving home from a foot ball game when we came upon a lone cop struggling with an armed man. Brian your dad saved that cops life that night, but was shot and later died at the hospital. Sandra's mom and I agreed I would be a surrogate father for you. That is why we always included you when going on trips and outings together with us. I must say you have turned out to be a very compassionate and caring young man. And I am proud to have you as my daughter's boyfriend." Dad finished and let what he said sink in.

Brian looked at my dad for a moment and smiled then gave my dad a great big bear hug, "I would be very happy to call you dad. I love you and Sandra very much,"

Janice and I then both joined in the hug. I could not believe this was happening so fast. Brian is my boyfriend and now my brother as well. I thought about how I might feel if this were to happen. But having my dad and Janice getting married shocked me and I did not know what to think.

"I am proud of you too Sandra, you are a lovely girl and I always wanted a daughter to spoil. I know I can't take your mothers place but I will try to embrace her memory and treat you like you are my daughter."

Janice said squeezing us tighter in the hug.

I now had tears of happiness in my eyes, as did the rest of my family, "Janice, I would be grateful to have you as my mother. I know my mom is smiling in heaven now, that you and dad have made this important decision."

I told her really happy. No kidding, it hit me like a bolt of lightning; I felt a tingling sensation throughout my body and accepted it.

We all then sat down and talked for a while. It has been one hell of a roller coaster ride these last eight days. Wow what a week, and many more to go. I think we are going to be ok. Brian and Janice went to their house to freshen up, and dad and I decided to do the same.

I went up to my bedroom and took off my school clothes and jumped into the shower. I used my good lavender body wash and shampoo. I remembered to run the razor on my legs, pits and private parts to make myself hairless.

I did not have to worry about chest hair, I did not have any. I dried off and went back to my room and dress for our night out. I wanted to look fantastic so I decided my LBD. It has a nice v neck with spaghetti straps and falls to an inch above the knee, I also wanted special panties and bra, and I chose the red satin set and quickly had the panties up my legs.

I once again got excited and had to push myself between my legs to give me a flat front. I then put on the bra and inserted my homemade bra inserts. I then sat and did my makeup and hair. Once I was dressed and ready I joined dad who was looking pretty strapping himself in a pair of grey slacks and a red button shirt.

"My, don't you look beautiful tonight," Dad said looking me up and down.

"Not bad yourself," I said giving him a peck on the cheek for just being him. The door bell rang and I opened the door.

"You look gorgeous Sandy." Brian said returning the compliment.

Brian sure cleaned up nice; no he was very attractive in his black slacks and black button shirt. He looked hot, if I say so myself, "Brian you look wonderful." I told him as I ushered him into the room.

"Janice you look absolutely stunning!" Dad exclaimed as he got a good look at Brian's mom.

"You look very handsome David,” Janice responded.

"Shall we go?" Dad asked us all.

We all grabbed our coats as it was chilly and headed out for dinner. This time dad took us all to Cattleman's. Dad must have called ahead and made reservations because the place was full. We were quickly seated and asked what we would like to drink by our hostess. Dina our hostess came back shortly and gave us our drinks, I had an iced tea and so did Brian. Dad and Janice both had wine; I guess Brian and I will be driving home tonight.

"Brian, will you be a dear and drive us home tonight?" Dad asked as he handed Brian his truck keys, and if I did not know better you would have thought dad handed Brian a brick of gold as he clutched those keys.

"Of course, it would be my pleasure,” Brian said with a huge grin.

Our waitress soon came by and asked what we would like to order. We all ordered and chatted while waiting for our dinners. The night was starting off very nicely. I began to talk about the spring dance and what our friends had decided to wear.

"It sounds like a lovely evening you have planned. Do you have a dress?" Janice asked.

"Yes, I was thinking of the white dress I wore to church on Sunday,” I told her.

"Heavens no, while that dress is quite beautiful, you need a proper and lovelier dress to match the tuxedo that David will be getting Brian. We will go shopping tomorrow, and I have always wanted a daughter to do that with and it will be fun."

I had little choice; an outing with Janice to by a dress would be enjoyable. And who was I to argue, heck I've only been dressing full time for a week.

We spent the rest of the evening talking about the dance and the fancy dresses and tuxedos we were all going to wear. Janice perked up at that.

Dad just smiled and nodded in agreement, "Brian, I'll take you and we will get you all sorted out with a great tuxedo."

I was looking at Dad, waiting for him in expectation. I knew he was up to something from the smirk he had on his face.

Dad then looked at me. "What color dress are you thinking about Janice, so we can get Brian the right color cummerbund?"

"I was thinking a light peach would suit Sandra's complexion quite well.

Why don't we all go together then meet up later and then compare."

"That's a great Idea Janice."

We finished our great meal and headed home. My head was filled with two great things. Dad and Janice were getting married and Janice was going to take me shopping for a formal dress tomorrow. What a great life. As Brian pulled dad truck into our driveway. We all got out of the car and Brian and I headed for the back porch to be alone.

"Brian, how do you feel about what your mom and my dad said?" I asked as we were looking at the beautiful sky again. The night felt magical again.

"I feel good to tell you the truth, your dad has been like a father to me for a long time. And besides what they have done for us with the hotel makes me tingle." Brian said with a smile

"Me too, I can hardly wait. I am nervous though, I think about us being Step brother and sister and how that might change things,” I told him.

"Don't worry; nothing will ever change how I feel about you Sandra."

I could not help myself; I kissed Brian deeply and let his tongue explore my mouth. I quickly melted into him and could feel him get excited. I could tell he knew I was excited as well. We parted after several minutes.

"It is truly a beautiful night; the sky is so full of stars," I said.

"But not as beautiful as you Sandra, I love you.' Brian interjected, He looked at me deeply and I lost myself in his eyes. This just reaffirmed my love for him.

I then heard a loud bang and then glass breaking from inside the house.

Brian and I both looked at each other and ran into the house to see what was happening.

As we entered the living room my dad and Janice were getting up from the floor and a lamp had broken from failing from the table next to the couch. Janice's blouse was open exposing her bra and dad's pants were around the ankles. Janice and dad's faces were a mess of smeared lipstick. I could not help but laugh at catching them in such a compromising position.

"Um... Sorry kids, we kind of got carried away,” Dad said pulling up his pants and Janice finished closing her blouse both trying to not be embarrassed.

"We should have been more careful, we will be in the future,” Janice said with a very red face, and then began to join me in laughing. "It looks as if you two have also been a little careless."

I began to blush now and I could see a worried look on Brian's Face.

"Listen kids, it’s OK with us if you explore your feelings for each other, Janice and I sure have." Dad said and continued. "In fact, I will go ahead and spring our surprise on you now."

"What surprise is that dad?" I asked wondering.

"Janice and I have agreed to get you a Limousine for you and your friends to make your night more magical and fun."

"Really, your not are kidding us?" I said all giddy.

"No I'm not kidding; we have also gotten you a reservation at the Luxor Hotel for the night. We agree that you two need the time to be alone together and experience what both of us had at your age." Dad explained more.

I was completely stunned by what dad was implying and had to ask the obvious question. "Are you sure it's OK that we do that Dad?"

"We both know just by watching you two how much each of you loves one another. We feel that it's only right, at this early stage in your transition you are able to have this experience and ultimately it might help you decide your future."

I could not help myself and had to give my dad a hug for such an opened minded decision for Brian and me.

"Don't worry Dad, we will do the right thing and I will treat Sandy like a princess." Brian said joining the hug.

I knew that our lives from here would be interesting and that Brian would soon be mine. I was certainly excited about the prospect of spending the night at a hotel with Brian.

We continued to talk for another hour about our future, mostly about dad and now my new mom's wedding. It was getting late so I said good night to Brian and Janice.

"I'm getting tired, good night Brian, and I hope you don't mind, good night Mom," I said with a smile at Janice.

"Not at all Sandra, good night, I will see you all tomorrow."

"Good night, my princess," Brian stated. "I love you."

"I love you too, Brian."

I walked up to my room in a daze, and wondered what I might discover tomorrow as I cleaned up and went to bed. I heard dad come in and close up the house about an hour later and I quickly fell asleep thinking about tomorrow.

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To Be Continued...

A day at the mall with my soon to be new mom was great, that is until my maternal grandparents showed up at the house.   And Now...   A Prayer Answered Chapter Ten By Sara D. Edited by "Michelle B." Thank You!!!

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Chapter 10
 

I woke up early to get ready for my shopping trip with my newly announced mom to be. I knew in my heart that she and I would get along very well. I mean Brian and I have been friends forever and she had been dating my dad for months in secret. She won’t take the place of my real mother, but it I know it will be nice to have a mother figure to help through the rough areas in life.

After a quick shower I slipped on my panties and bra. I glanced at my computer and remembered the email I had sent to Kelly Smith and I that had totally forgotten to check for a response. I logged in and check my mail and sure enough she had written me back.

’Dear Sandra,

Do not think for one minute you are a pervert. Your feelings for your boyfriend and how you perceive your female self are in conflict. Your final decision as to which direction you ultimately go is for you and your psychiatrist to determine. If you decide to stay physically male be aware that with long term female hormones your male parts will function rarely or not at all. My advice to you as a woman who has gone through the exact feelings you are going through is to enjoy life and to take all decisions in life, one day at a time. If it is your decision to remain physically male, I encourage you to seek the help of Dr. Johansson, an Endocrinologist, who is well known for developing a special hormone cocktail for people that are like you. His contact info is below. Please don’t hesitate to write again. Good luck Sandra, you may email me anytime you have more questions.

Your new friend

Kelly.’

(Dr. Tim Johansson, 415 S. 1Oth Street. 1-800-555-1212.)

Wow, I thought ‘a Doctor that specializes in girls like me’. I will definitely have to ask Thelma about him at our next session. I then sent a quick thank you to Kelly and signed off the computer.

“Honey its Janice, can I come in?” I was in the middle of sliding my skirt on when she knocked at my door.

“Sure, come right in.” She opened the door and saw my half dressed state of a skirt and bra. I had been stuffing my bra with makeshift forms since day one. I was still waiting for the boob fairy to show herself. I know it’s only been a week and a half since my shot and daily doses of female hormones, but a girl can dream can’t she. Janice came over to me and looked at my chest.

“My my, we are definitely going to have to get you a more realistic pair before the dance.” She said indicating my breasts. “Would you like to get a pair of real breast forms Sandy?” Janice asked while smiling.

“Of course I would, that would be great. I know they are expensive but I’ll help pay.” I told Janice.

“That’s not necessary I will take care of them for you and it would be my pleasure to purchase them for you.”

“That would be outstanding. Thank you very much I can’t tell you how much that would mean to me.” I cannot believe Janice would buy breast forms for me. I know today will be special for me and I will listen to whatever she has to teach me. I know that she will be a great mom once she and dad are married.

“I’ve always wanted a daughter and today will be a very special day for us. I’ve never had the chance to do this before and I cannot get over how much like your mother you are.” Janice said putting a hand in my hair and straightening it out while I was doing my makeup.

“Thank you for saying that. It means a lot to me, and I know today will be a special day for me as well. I just hope dad and Brian have a good time as well.

I’m sure they will have a good time. You know your father and shopping, always hopeless and in need of help from us women. But I think in this case your father’s keen knowledge of fashion will help.” Janice said snickering.

I could not help but laugh myself. “You knew my parents before I was born, and you were able to see my dad dressed up, how did he look?”

“He actually looked good, and along with your mom we looked like a bunch of sisters out for a day of fun.” She told me as she helped me finish getting dressed.

Soon Brian, Dad, Janice and I were on our way to the mall, once dad parked his truck Janice and I went to David’s Bridal and Dad and Brian were walking to the Men’s Warehouse. Dad told us he would meet us at the food court in a few hours.

Janice led the way then stopped turned and said. “You know it might be a good idea to get the breast forms first Sandra. It will make trying on dresses easier.” She grabbed her phone and called dad. “Dave, I’m taking Sandra outside the mall for a quick drive, I have the spare key to the truck.” She paused to listen. “I’m going to take her to Sally’s, sorry I forgot I wanted to take her there in all the excitement this morning. She already knows. Ok I’ll tell her, love you to, bye.” She hung up and put the phone back in her purse. “Your dad said to have fun picking out your new chest.” She said laughing.

We arrived at Sally’s and Janice lead the way in and we were greeted by an older woman. “Good morning, Welcome to Sally’s,” She said offering her handshake to us. “I’m Sally what can I do for you ladies today?”

“Hi, I’m Janice and this is my soon to be step daughter Sandra, and we are here to get her natural breast forms, she needs a pair that we can glue on for a formal dress.”

“Ok not a problem, um is Sandra on hormones? I only ask because it helps in the fitting and future natural growth.”

Janice looked at me and I knew she wanted me to answer. “Yes, I’ve been taking them for a week now.”

“A week, ok so it will be months before you start showing growth, how old are you dear?” Sally asked unfazed.

“Sixteen,” I said blushing.

“Perfect, just come back to the dressing room and I will measure you and get you fitted.”

I followed her back into the changing room where she asked me to take my top and bra off. She looked at my makeshift breasts.

“Tsk, Tsk, a girl your age deserves something much more real looking.” Sally said laughing. She then pulled out a measuring tape and pulled it across my flat chest and then pulled out a chart. “Just give me a second and I’ll go get a pair for you to try.”

I looked around aimlessly at the changing room floor while I waited for Sally to return. She returned shortly with a box that she opened as she sat.

“I picked a B cup for you, it will match your size perfectly and is practically the same as the make shift ones you were using.” Sally then placed the first one up to my left breast and held it there.

“Oh, that’s cold.” I said startled.

“Sorry dear, now these forms will transfer you body heat and you will be able to feel slightly when someone special touches them. Do you have someone special?” She asked smiling.

I couldn’t help but blush. “His name is Brian; he’s taking me to the Spring Dance.”

“Oh, isn’t that nice. You’re such a pretty girl; I must say you have made the right choice. I know I did.” Sally confessed.

“You’re a… I mean you used to be…” My voice trailed off.

“Born a man yes, but I am all woman now. That’s why I opened this place; it’s for girls just like us.”

“Wow, cool.” I responded then got quiet when she put glue on the breast form and placed it firmly on my chest. She repeated the step on the right side then said she was finished. Sally then showed me how to conceal the edges of the forms with make-up.

“There, all done, you can put your bra back on honey.”

I paused for several seconds staring at my chest in the mirror.

“Honey when you get the real thing, you’ll be in front to a mirror for hours, I remember doing that when mine started to bloom.” She said smiling the closing her eyes as if remembering something.

I finally had my fill and put my bra and top back on and left the changing room to show Janice.

“My now that’s better isn’t it?” Janice asked and noticed my beaming smile.

“Oh, my yes and I am so thankful,” I started to tear up and gave her a hug. “Thank you mom, I love you.”

“You’re welcome my dear new daughter, I love you to.”

We were soon on our way to the mall, and once there we walked over to David’s Bridal.

“You’re smiling brightly” Janice said looking at me “Spill.”

“I just love the way these feel when I walk.” I said indicating my new breast.

Janice just smiled at me and nodded. “Watching you mature into a young woman is going to be such a joy Sandra.” She then gave me a hug.

As we entered the store we went over to the display of prom dresses that had been set up for prom season. The store had been separated into sections one side for wedding apparel and the other side was for formal.

I was soon overwhelmed by all the beautiful dresses hanging around the store. All the lovely colors and silky material were sending my mind into overdrive as a gently touched the material of gorgeous lavender dress. I was drawn to it as if by instinct. I had found a Lovely Satin and Lace Empire Cut Long Formal Dress with a semi mermaid cut and a spaghetti strap top.

“What a wonderful choice Sandra, It’s perfect. Would you like to try it on?”

“Of course I would.” I said beaming.

We found one in my size and looked for someone to help us.

“Hi, can I help you with something?” A very pretty woman in her thirties asked.

“Yes we would, Sandra here would like to try on this dress.”

“Oh, that is a nice dress, and it suits your completion very well” She held the dress up to me and it fell to the floor and I just loved how it felt when I held it. “Here go ahead and go into this changing room, holler if you need any help, just asks for Melanie.”

“Go ahead Sandra, I’ll wait our here for you.” Janice said as she sat in a chair outside the changing room.

I pulled off my shoes, and placed my skirt and top on one of hooks provided. I then carefully pulled the dress over my head. I shuddered as the silky material fell into place around me. I ran my hands down my sides and I tingled with excitement. Oh no, I thought, my panties are not going to be able to hide my growing appreciation for this dress. What am I going to do? I looked at my reflection in the mirror and there was no hiding how I felt about this dress. I tried to readjust, but it was too painful to push back between my legs.

“Mom, Janice, I need a little advice in here.” I said with panic in my voice.

“What is it dear?” I turned around with embarrassment. She could not help but chuckle. “Oh my, um…It’ll be ok Sandra; I will think of something,” She paused a second and then said “try and think about wearing boy’s clothes, maybe that will help.” Janice quickly walked out, I assume to let things calm down a bit.

“I tried my best, and I thought about how it felt to wear boy underwear just ten short days ago.” Oh how icky I thought then calmed down enough to push myself away safely hidden with a smooth front. I will definitely have to see if we could ask Sally if she had something that might help me out of situations like this.

“Mom, I’m ok now.” I said and stepped out of the dressing room; I got a glance at myself in the bigger mirror across the store and fell in love with the dress.

“You look stunning Sandra; you’re going to send Brian over the edge when he sees you in that,” Janice said beaming with pride. All I could think was, ‘I certainly hope so.’

“What a beautiful dress for such a lovely young woman.” Melanie said walking up to us holding a pair of 2” lavender pumps. “I thought these would be perfect for your daughter.” Mother and daughter, I loved how that sounded, as I said it few times in my mind. I knew then that Janice is my mom now.

The shoes matched the dress perfectly. I stumbled a bit as I walked around and I got used to my heels.

“First time in heals I guess, just walk around the store while you mother and I bring this up.”

“Yes please, I just love this dress.” I said walking around the store and quickly got used to the pumps. As I walked around I bumped into Kim.

“Hey Sandra, I see you’ve found a lovely dress.” Kim looked at my chest strangely and then smiled.

“Yah thanks, you too?” I asked the obvious.

“Yep, I’m here with Brenda.” She turned to the changing room next to the one I was just in and out walked Brenda in a nice plumb colored sheath dress with a plunging neckline.

“Hi Sandy, Kim what do you think,” Brenda said with a feminine glow.

“Sexy my dear, don’t you agree Sandy.” Kim asked me.

“Very nice. I’ve got to get going, I need to change and I have a lot more shopping to get done. I’ll see you later ok.”

“Ok Sandy we will see you later.” Brenda said.

“By Brenda, Kim I’ll see you Monday at school.”

As mom completed the transaction with Melanie I changed back into my regular clothes. Once back out into the store after changing I found mom holding the dress carrier and a box with the shoes in another bag. She handed me the dress bag and we walked towards the door.

“Have a nice day ladies, come back again anytime.” Melanie said waving as we left.

“Sandra you have wonderful taste and you picked out a very lovely dress. But next time you must try on more than one dress.” She told me, I thought she was mad at me now.

“I’m sorry mom; I’ll be a better girl next time.”

“Honey, I love it when you call me mom, but you did nothing wrong sweetie, it’s just as women we have the distinct privilege to try on multiple types of clothes when shopping, even if you don’t plan on buying something we always try it on.” She said teaching me how to be a proper woman.

“Thanks mom, I’ll remember that. Um…I hope you don’t mind me calling you mom, I know you and dad aren’t married yet.”

“No not at all, as long as I can refer to you as my daughter.”

“I would like nothing more.” I then gave her a hug and wiped a tear from my eye.

“None of that Sandra, you’ll ruin your makeup.” She said teasing. “Now let’s go see if our boys need help with picking out a tux.” She said which made me laugh.

We made our way to the Men’s Warehouse and met up with Dad and Brian who were just finishing looking at cummerbunds.

“Oh good you’re here, I see you have a dress bag, just in time to get a matching cummerbund.” Dad said then got a good look at me and his eyes went wide. “I knew you were going to Sally’s but I never guessed you would look so natural.” He said then gave me a hug and whispered in my ear. “I’m kind of jealous you know.” I was a little surprised and whispered back.

“Daddy” I said in mock disgust then I hugged him tighter and wondered if he would ever dress up again. But for now I think he is more worried about me.

Brian got a good look as well and then whistled. “You look great, wow.”

I didn’t realize having these forms would make such a big difference in my appearance.

“Thank you Brian, dad” I then unzipped the dress bag and as I pulled it out I heard gasps from both of them.

“My now that is a gorgeous dress you have Sandy.” Dad said as I draped it across my arm. “Ok now let’s pick out the perfect one.”

We all looked around and mom found the perfect cummerbund to match my dress. Once we looked at it in the light I carefully put the dress back into the bag. The sales guy came by and asked if Brian was ready to see if everything fit.

When Brian came out all dress up I couldn’t help but smile. He looked stunningly handsome. I thought about putting a little blush on his cheeks to bring them out then giggled out loud that I was thinking about something like that.

“What’s so funny Sandy?” Brian asked.

“It’s nothing, I just thought of something funny.”

“You think I look like a dork, don’t you.” Brian said with a frown.

“No Brian you look fantastic.” I said.

“Then what?” He said wanting to know.

“Look I just thought I could put blush on your cheeks to make them stand out more, then giggled that I thought of that.” Boys can be such babies sometimes.

“You know Brian Sandra is right, it would bring out your cheeks and make you just so much more handsome.” She teased.

“Mom, that’s not funny.” He said then smiled at me. “On the other hand I would do anything for you Sandra.”

I could not help but blush at that statement then thought about actually asking him to see what he would look like. After changing back into his street clothes Brian joined us at the counter. After settling the rental price we were told we could pick up the tux Thursday afternoon.

“We can pick it up after my appointment with Thelma. Brian I would like you to go with me. I have something to discuss with you.” Brian gave me a confused look. “I tell you and Thelma Thursday ok, it’s actually a good thing.”

“Ok.”

“Well now that the shopping is over with lots of time to spare, how about we men take our ladies to a movie then dinner afterwards?”

Mom and I both agreed.

“I think mom and I would love a movie.”

“Sandra, you just called Janice mom, that’s wonderful.” Dad said with a huge smile.

“Yes, I know. I see her as my mom now; I know you will not mind.” I looked at his broad smile and knew that he was pleased.

“I’m very pleased; it means you’ve accepted Janice as my future wife and a mother to you. I could not be happier, as I am with you and Brian as a couple.”

“Thanks dad.” I said then gave him another hug.

After our short emotional pause the guys took us to the movie theater and asked us what we would like to see.

“Terminator Salvation is what I would like to see” I said quickly “The previews were pretty cool.”

“Sounds good to me what do you think about it?” Dad asked mom.

“Ok with me” Mom responded.

“Cool, I really want to see that” answered Brian eagerly.

We bought our tickets, popcorn and drinks, we then picked seats in the crowded theater. Soon the movie started and Brian and I were cuddling. I looked over at dad, and he and mom were doing the same. Once the movie was over we talked about how much better the movie could have been and then headed out. Mom and I stopped by the restroom and fixed our lipstick before coming back out. I stopped a second and asked her the question that was looming on my mind.

“Mom I was thinking, do you think Sally has a device that will help with what happened in the dressing room earlier?” I asked quietly.

“I am sure she does, we will just have to go by after church tomorrow and ask.”

“Ok thanks for understanding.”

“That’s what I’m here for sweetie, to answer all your questions no matter how embarrassing they may be. Remember that you can ask me anything you wish, even about sex, when you’re ready of course.

“Thanks mom, I love you.” I gave her a quick hug.

“What a nice mother, daughter talk.” Some unknown woman said as we walked out and joined the boys and made our way to the parking lot.

“Have a nice chat in the bathroom ladies?” Dad asked.

“Just girl talk David, if you must know.” Mom answered giving me a knowing look.

“I think Outback Steak House sound good for diner.” Dad said while we were getting into the truck.

The line waiting to get into Outback was not too long thankfully and we were seated in about twenty minutes. We had a nice quiet dinner and we all enjoyed talking about the spring dance and what was planned for mom and dad’s wedding.

We were soon on our way home with a bag of leftovers. The sun was just getting low in the sky as we pulled onto our street. I noticed my grandparents (from my mom’s side) car in front of our house, I called my grandfather ‘Papa’. I was scared because I knew my grandfather was ultra religious and I felt butterflies in my stomach as we pulled into our driveway.

Brain was the first out of the car and rushed to his house to use the bathroom followed by the rest of us.

“Hello Francis, Melisa how are you doing?” Dad asked as he greeted them.

“We are doing great, thanks for asking David. We came by to see how you and Tim were doin…” She stopped mid sentence when she got a good look at me as I came into view from around the back of the truck.

“What the hell is going on here, why in heaven is Tim dressed as a girl? This is an abomination against God. You!” Granddad pointed at me “Get the hell out of that dress.”

“I will not, this is who I am!” I said sternly and standing up for myself.

“Dad, you need to calm down, Sandra is my daughter and I will raise her as she needs to be raised and not by some outdated rules written thousands of years ago.” Dad shouted at granddad almost in his face.

Grandma had a pissed look on her face and got in between dad and granddad. She was suddenly pushed away.

“Out of my way woman, this is between me and these heathens.” Granddad yelled and grabbed my arm. “Tim is coming with me to get this demon cleansed from his soul now!”

“The hell she is Dad, you will let go of my daughter right now.” Dad yelled.

“Don’t you call me Dad you son of a bitch, this is between me and Tim, he obviously needs spiritual guidance and I will see that he gets it.” Granddad continued to pull me away towards his car. I was terrified and he was hurting me.

“Papa, you’re hurting me” I cried “Please let me go.” I then saw that grandma was already on the phone and just hung up. I continued to struggle against him.

“Get in the car now unclean one, do not struggle I’ll hurt you more.” He screamed and tried to pick me up but I was staying firmly on the ground using all my weight, he was not strong enough to pick me up. I soon heard the relieving sound of an approaching police car. It pulled up and a familiar cop got up, screaming at Papa.

“Let go of that girl now.” Officer Thompson ordered.

“This is my grandson, and I am taking this deviant to get cleansed, this is none of your business Officer.” Granddad said definitely.

“No, I said to let her go. You will be arrested if you do not immediately comply.” He ordered again.

Granddad reluctantly let me go. “You must know that this is a boy standing here and I am going to see that he is saved.” He said to the cop.

“Ben you know our family and Sandra’s history. Francis is confused as to her gender identity and started a ruckus.” Dad explained.

“No Mr. Simmons, you will leave this girl alone, I have your license number and I saw you assaulting this innocent girl. If I see you here again without permission I will arrest you for trespassing.” Officer Thompson explained to him.

“Innocent, this ‘girl’ you say is going against everything that Leviticus said in the bible.” Granddad spouted out, I always hated it when he quoted bible law that has been outdated since Jesus spoke to his disciples as Pastor Gene had taught us.

“I am a girl Papa, you just have to get past your prejudices and accept me how I am.” I said now fully crying.

“Now I ask that you leave and calm down, and maybe you can call us and talk.” Dad said.

“Not in my life time, let’s go home and away from these deviants Melisa.”

“No, I am staying here with them.” Grandma said angrily.

“Fine with me, I’m out of here.” Grandfather said and squealed the tires as he left in a hurry.

“I am so sorry,” Grandma said and held open her arms to me. “I never thought in a million years he would react this way. Your mother told me about you years ago and I never told Papa as I knew he would reject this but not like he did.” She then hugged me and started to cry with me.

“Its ok grandma, I’m just sorry that he will miss out on me growing into a woman and getting married.” I said then grabbed Brian into a half hug as an introduction. I then wiped my tears from my eyes.

“Well no matter what I will support you, even if that means leaving your grandpa, I will cross that bridge when it comes.” She said the looked at Brian. “And I’m guessing this strapping young lad is your boyfriend.”

“Yah, he is” I finally found my smile again “This is Brian.”

“This has been a rough night; I’ll pull out the spare bed for you Melisa. Oh, by the way this is my fiancée Janice.”

“Pleased to meet you” Grandma said shaking mom’s hand. “What’s in the bag? Sandra… right?”

“Sandy for short but yes, mom and I got it today at David’s Bridal.” I called her mom before I thought about it.

“Mom” grandma looked confused.

“I’m sorry grandma, with Janice getting married and me needing one I consider her my mom. I know she is not my real mom, but I need her. And just to be clear I will never forget my real mom.” I explained to her hoping she would understand.

“I don’t mind honey; I grew up without a mother from the age of 14, so I know exactly how you fell.” She said with a smile.

“Thanks for understanding grandma, now would you like to see the dress.”

“Would I ever” grandma said excitedly “how about you boys get the bed ready while we girls have a fashion show.”

Dad and Brian readily agreed and grandma followed mom and I up stairs. I opened my closet door and I hung up the dress bag and unzipped it.

Soon I was in my bra and panties, grandma noticed my new attributes.

“Are those real?” She asked confused, as she had just seen me a few weeks ago as a boy.

“No grandma however they are very life like aren’t they.” I said with what happened outside quickly fading away to the excitement of putting my dress on again.

“Yes, now let us see you in that dress.”

I finished with the dress and then slipped the pumps on and stood proudly for grandma and mom. Everything felt right about this dress and my soon to be night to remember with Brian.

“You look beautiful Sandra; I can’t believe I never got to see you before today. You mother was absolutely right to say you were just lovely.” Grandma said giving me a hug.

I soon had to take the dress off so I would not get it dirty before Saturday. We all then went back out to see how the boys were doing. We all sat together quietly for the rest of the night. No one had the energy to bring up what happened tonight. I soon felt myself being nudged awake from Brian’s lap. I guess I was drained, both physically and emotionally. I soon went to bed and fell asleep soon after putting on my nightie.

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Sandra’s Grandfather causes more problems and a few unexpected parishioners come to her aid.   And Now...   A Prayer Answered Chapter Eleven By Sara D. Edited by "Michelle B." Thank You!!!

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Chapter 11
 
The next morning we all arrived at the church in our best clothes. Grandma was holding me by the waist as we entered and were greeted by Pastor Gene.

“Well good morning Mrs. Simmons,” Pastor Gene said with a smile, “It’s good to see you again. Where’s Mr. Simmons?”

Grandma looked a bit upset and turned red. “That man will not be welcome here today, as he is not a true Christian and accepting of Sandra,” She said angrily.

“Mrs. Simmons, you should know all are welcome in God’s house. Each of us is but forgiveness away from Life.” Pastor Gene said with a calming voice. “What by chance has he done to upset you? I may be able to help you.”

Grandma related what had happened the night before, Pastor Gene looked surprised and then upset when she was finished.

“Yes that is a reason to be upset, but you must forgive him or your heart will be clouded with hate and will not allow you to live,” Pastor Gene said. “And if you have a hard time with it. Prayers are the way to ask for help.”

We thanked Pastor Gene, and Grandma and I found seats in a pew a few rows from the front. We were sitting and waiting for dad, mom and Brian to join us. Dad had stopped to talk to Pastor Gene. Once done Pastor Gene shook dad’s hand and smiled brightly. Brian was nowhere to be found and I looked over at dad as he took a seat next to grandma and mom.

“Where is Brian? I don’t see him,” I asked.

“I’m not sure Sandy; he was just right behind us. Why don’t you go and look for him?” Dad suggested.

I got up, and using the side door, I made my way around to see what he was up to. As soon as I stepped around to the front of the church I saw Brian being shoved aside as grandpa made his way inside the doors. I saw the look of surprise on Brian’s face as he followed grandpa into the church. He has pushed is way through the parishioners being greeted by Pastor Gene and stood at the front of the church.

As soon as grandpa reached the front he began to spew with more anger than the night before. “Listen friends, I come to warn you that Satan is among us disguised as the deviant standing at the doors. That child needs to be sent away from this house of the Lord.” He spat while pointing at me. “This…This is no girl before you. That thing… is… was a boy and is an abomination before God.” He continued glaring at me and around at the people just taking their seats on an otherwise beautiful Sunday morning.

I’ve never seen Pastor Gene move so fast; he stood right next to my grandfather looking very displeased. “Sir, you are in my church and no one here is an abomination, all here are children of God, including the lovely young woman you are speaking about. Everyone is welcome here, regardless of their situation.” Pastor Gene told him.

“No Pastor, that thing is a boy and should live as God made him, not some sort of pervert.” Grandpa spat some more still glaring at me.

“This girl is welcome here anytime she pleases,” a guy in the middle shouted out.

“Yah, we all wish you to leave,” another said in agreement.

“You are all allowing Satan in your presence. You are all dammed and will burn in hell for allowing this,” Grandpa continued to argue.

“Sir, you are the first person in my 30 years as Pastor I have had to ask to leave. You are not welcome.” Pastor Gene said in disgust.

“I will not leave until all of you cast out this disgraceful child.” He said again pointing in my direction.

“Sir, you are now ordered to leave.” Officer Thompson said as he stood up. “Or I will arrest you for trespassing,” He said then spoke to Pastor Gene “with your permission of course.”

“Yes of course if he does not leave immediately you may do so.”

Grandpa huffed and puffed for a few seconds then must have made the only smart choice this morning and left the church, but had to have the last word as he stepped out of the door. “You are no longer my family; all of you can go to hell.” He screamed looking directly at me then over at dad and grandma who was now giving me a hug, then he slammed the door to the church and left.

Grandma hugged my tighter and looked at me as she wiped the tears from her eyes. “I am so sorry Sandra.” She said as dad also came over and hugged me tight.

Pastor Gene then spoke to everyone. “What you heard from that man was not what we here believe. Those who believe in such ideas are wrong. God loves all his children, Jesus died on the cross for us.” Pastor Gene then began the service. His message was of love, acceptance.

I felt better once the service was over and that grandpa would not ruin my relationship with God. We all thanked Pastor Gene as we walked out. The five of us piled into the truck and headed home. I was just staring out the window as we drove.

“Are you going to be alright sweetie?” Grandma asked.

“I’ll be ok grandma, it just hard to think about what grandpa said and believes,” I said as I felt tears in my eyes.

“We are all her for you Sandy,” Brian said as he held my hand “and remember I love you.” He then leant over and gave me a kiss on the lips.

“I love you to Brian.” I said and blushed as dad; mom and grandma were all looking at us smiling.

We drove a few minutes and arrived at the house with a surprise waiting for us, Linda, Brian’s sister was home.

“Linda my dear, it is good to see you,” mom said hugging her daughter. “When did you get here?”

“Just now, I had to visit once you called and let me know you were getting married and I was getting a new sister.” She said then gave me a smile. “You must be Sandra.” She then shook my hand then smiled, “Sisters hug.” She said and squeezed me into a nice warm hug. Linda then gently pushed me back and looked me over. “You look fantastic; I think I’m going to love having you as a sister. You’re much better looking than that lanky boy that I used to know.” She said and giggled.

I had to giggle too. “Thank you Linda, you can call me Sandy for short. Most of my friends do.”

“Nice to see you again Linda,” Brian said and gave his sister a small hug “you know um, Sandy and I are seeing each other right?” Brian said blushing.

“Yes, mom has told me all about you and Sandy. I think you make a wonderful couple.” She said then smiled. “Weird though.” She said and laughed obviously joking.

“Weird? Sandy and I love each other.” Brian said sounding hurt.

“I was kidding brother dear, I was only joking. You’re such a dumb ass sometimes. I was just thinking with mom marrying David that if you continue to date Sandra, and one day you’ll be marrying your sister.”

“Yah Brian, she was only kidding. I got the joke.” I told him then gave him a peck on the cheek.

“I know that, I was just pulling her leg to get a rise out of her.

“Let’s all go inside,” Mom said as she led us into her home “and have a nice talk.”

“That’s a nice Idea, I would love to talk to you all” Linda said then looked over at grandma “I’m sorry, you look familiar but I don’t know you.”

“Hello, I’m Melisa Simmons, Claudia’s mother.” Grandma said shaking Linda’s hand.

“Oh yah, nice to see you again, we met at the funeral.” Linda said somberly. “Sorry.”

Grandma looked a little pained as she probably remembered mom’s funeral. “Yes, it was a tough time for us all.” Grandma said then remained silent until we all reached mom’s kitchen and sat down. “Anyone else care for some tea?” Grandma asked.

“I would love some.” Mom said and got up and started gathering the pot and tea bags. Grandma got up and gave her a hand.

Linda didn’t wait long and started asking me all sorts of questions. “So Sandra, how long have you been a girl?” She asked.

“All of my life.” I told her.

“What I mean is how long have you been dressing as a girl?” She said and her hand on mine. I knew what she meant, but I wanted her to know that I have felt like a girl for all of my life.

“Almost two weeks full time, and off and on with my mom from the time I was young.” I answered honestly.

“Two weeks wow, you look to have been at it a lot longer than that. I would never guess you were once a boy meeting you for the first time.

Linda, Grandma, Mom and I continued to chat. Dad and Brian excused themselves to the garage to do guy stuff. Too much estrogen in the house for them I guess. We talked for hours and had several cups of tea and crackers. It was nice being one of the girls, and we talked about more than just me. Linda asked me about Brian, and the dance. Mom told her about the hotel after the dance. She asked about my dress, I told her I would show her it after dinner.

Later, Dad and Brian returned to the kitchen and asked if we wanted BBQ. We all agreed. Brian helped dad with the steaks, and I helped with the salad and bread. It turned out to be a nice day and great evening.

After we were all stuffed with meat and bread, Linda asked, “Can you show me that dress Sandy?”

“Sure” I answered, and led Linda into my house and to my room.

Linda looked around my room, possibly noticing the lavender color of the paint, my pink bedspread and makeup table. “Nice room, much different from before.” She said and sat on my bed.

“Thanks, don’t you want to see the dress?” I asked her, she looked un-interested.

“Sure.”

I grabbed the dress from the dress bag and showed it to her. She looked at it wide eyed. “That is a lovely dress Sandy, but I really just wanted to talk to you in private.”

“Oh, um... ok.” I said worried.

“I wanted to ask what you thought about my mom and your dad getting married and about you and Brian as well.”

“Sure, I think their getting married is great. I love her and I know dad loves her too. She’s been great to me, I consider her to me my new mom. I miss my true mom more than you can know, but I know in my heart that she is smiling from Heaven that I have her.”

“That’s good; I know she loves your dad. I just don’t know how to feel about it. It was kind of abrupt that mom called me and told me two days ago.” She said pausing, “She talked about you, about Brian and you a lot of things came out and I just wanted a chance to really talk to you.”

“I’m glad we have this chance, I’ve always been jealous of how feminine you are and your grace.” I told her honestly.

“Well thank you, I’ve always had suspicions that Brian had the hot’s for you before, and to see you together now is kind of confusing. Have you two slept together?”

“Not yet, but I want to badly,” I told her and asked, “Can I be frank with you?”

“Sure, that’s what future sisters are for,” Linda said smiling.

“I am happy, but I am still unsure of how I should proceed. Brian say’s he loves me as I am. I like the way it feels when I use my equipment. But in the back of my mind I still want to be a full woman. What’s it like to be with a man as a woman?” I asked her.

“You honestly want to know?” She asked looking embarrassed.

“Please,” I said trying to look innocent.

“First tell me what you and Brian have done so far.”

“Besides kissing I fondled him, he tried to touch me but I stopped him.”

“Ok, so you want to know what it’s like to have a guy inside of you.”

I nodded my head yes.

Linda then very graphically explained how it felt to be a woman with a man and how I might not feel the same. She told me about another girl like me she met at college. Her friend had said that the sex after a sex change was great but sounded different from her own experiences. This is something I will have to ask Thelma on Thursday.

“Thank you Linda for being so informative, it gives me something to think about and talk to my Therapist and Brian about. I hope he understands that I am conflicted about all of this.”

“I am sure that Brian will accept you no matter what Sandy. He obviously loves you and will treat you with respect.”

“Thanks Linda.” I told her then gave her a hug.

“You’re welcome; now let’s see how that dress fits you.”

I took of my other clothes and grabbed the dress.

“Are those real?” Linda indicated my new breasts.

“Not yet, but these are the best money can buy. Thanks to our mom.” I said smiling and hopping she would accept me saying ‘our’ mom.

“Mom always knew how to make me happy and feminine, now she has another daughter to play with.” She said giving me a hug.

“Thanks.” I simply said then wiggled my way into that wonderful dress. Once I had it on I twirled for Linda showing her.

“Wow, you look great in that. I know you’ll have Brian eating out of your hand next Saturday.”

“You think so?”

“Absolutely,” Linda said with a smile “I should be getting home now; it was nice talking with you Sandy.”

“Same here Linda. Thanks again and I hope we can be great sisters.”

“Me too,” she said giving me a hug “Bye Sandy.”

“Bye.” I walked her to the door and ran into dad coming back. “Hi dad.”

“Hey sweetie, did you show Linda your dress? You’ve been with her for a while.” He said innocently.

“Yah dad and we had a nice chat. Can I talk to you about something?” I asked knowing it was time to tell him about my thoughts.

“Sure honey, what’s the matter?” He said and invited me to sit with him at the couch.

I sat down and let my feelings flow. How I felt about wanting and not wanting to change at the same time. How I wanted to be with Brian as I am now, and as a complete woman at the same time. I told him I felt conflicted, and thanked him for the opportunity he and mom were giving us next Saturday, but I told him I had these feelings.

Dad sat there looking stunned for a few seconds before speaking. “You know I love you no matter what Sandra. It’s your decision on how to go forward, sex is an important part of any long term relationship, but not the only part. You must find what is right for you. Don’t make a decision you will not be happy with for the sake of another. This is something I am sure you will deal with for a while until you figure out what you want. Let me ask you this, are you a boy in a dress, or are you a girl?”

“I’m a girl dad. I know that for sure. It’s just that I get excited by the clothes and I like how it feels when I… you know.” I told him honestly.

“From what Dr. Louis has told us, those feelings will fade with time as you continue on your hormones.”

“What about taking medication to keep me partly a boy.” I then related what Kelly had said in her email.

“That’s a crock, when I was in my 20’s before the Navy, I looked into that. It’s all a sham and the drugs they give you are harmful. Don’t even explore that, Promise me.”

“Ok dad, Thanks for listening.” I said feeling a bit down at hearing it may not be possible to get the best of both worlds as I thought I wanted it.

“Honey this is something you will have to talk to Dr. Louis about.” He finally said.

“Your right dad, I am sure she will explain and help me to figure this out. Night dad.”

“Good night sweetie, by the way you look wonderful in that dress.” He then gave me a hug and kiss on the cheek.

“Thanks.” I then went up to my room took off the dress and went to bed.

I woke the next morning from a dream I had. I was a complete woman and was with Brian. It felt so real, and I had feelings of this is how it should be.

Monday was the usual start to the week and wasn’t any different for me, it was the same because Brain and I walked to school as normal. We were joined by Amy and Gina and we were all soon talking about the dance. Brian let it slip about the hotel, and I was expecting outrage.

“You guys are so lucky; I wish my parents would allow Paul and me to do that.” Gina said jealously.

“Me too. My parents would kill me if I even suggested such a thing.” Amy said as we arrived at school.

The school was bustling with activity and we soon were seeing the posters for the spring dance showing it to be formal, thanks to my friends. We had gotten together as a class and decided a formal dance would be great and everyone we talked to was talking about how cool it would be to have a formal dance for the junior’s and were all excited about Saturday.

The rest of the week went by quickly and I was soon in the waiting room at Thelma’s office.

I entered Thelma’s cozy office and was greeted by her. “Good afternoon Sandra, how was your week?”

“It was busy.” I simply said. I then related all that had happened with grandpa, the time at the hotel and how I felt about me, the email, and the dream. I left nothing out.

“Sandra, you are a complicated girl. You have feelings that a few like you have had. It’s just a way for you to try and figure it out. And yes it’s true that there is only one path, male or female. The hormones that you are one will ensure you have a feminine body and the blockers your on will prevent you from developing as a male. Are you having second thought?”

“Absolutely not, I am a girl.” I said almost screaming.

“I was just checking to see if you are sure yourself. Look these feeling although rare are normal. This dream of yours could be how thing should be, but a dream is just that. Explore your feelings, but be careful this Saturday and expect the unexpected. You may be surprised.” She said finishing.

Thelma concluded our session talking more about the changes I will experience with the hormone use and how my brain will ultimately change as well. I might see things differently, or my femininity will be enhanced.

I left feeling better about being able to voice my feelings and concerns and I was soon thinking about the dance.

Friday came and went quickly. The only thing of note was that Brenda and Kim were more open about their relationship and had gained a few female friends along with Amy, Gina and I as we chatted during lunch.

Saturday I woke early and was welcomed in the living room by Linda, mom and grandma who said they were all here to help me get ready.

“It’s so early what needs to be done?”

Mom responded, “Everything my dear. I made an appointment at your mom’s salon for nails, hair and makeup. I invited your friends Amy and Gina, to meet us there.” I could not help but smile at the idea.

Dad drove us to the mall and parked the car. He and Brian planned to go to the movies while we girls were primped and prodded.

We were greeted at my mom’s salon ‘Claudia’s’ by Marge the manager and her assistant Mindy.

Marge, who had been mom’s closest friend at the salon before she died, led me to her station and began working on my nails. Mindy began working on Amy and Gina waited patiently for the other girl to become available.

Marge expertly filed and polished my nails. While I was under the nail dryer, she began working on Gina. Amy was soon seated next to me and we were both admiring our nails. Mine were a dark pink, and Amy’s were a light red. Once the machine beeped its completion Marge washed and then began to style my hair. It was much longer than the last time and I was happy to be without a wig. Once I was done, Marge talked me through the steps she was taking to enhance my features and what type of make-up she was using.

Almost three hours later all three of us were done and admiring each other in the salon mirrors. I thought all three of us looked fabulous. I was startled by two handsome guys whistling their approval when dad and Brian walked into the salon to pick us up.

Both men had the look of astonishment on their faces and they took in what Marge and Mindy were able to do for us. I was impressed as I know they were too.

“Wow you look great!” Brian was the first to find his voice, “I’m going to be the luckiest guy at the dance tonight.” He then looked over at Gina and Amy "And Paul and Matt I am sure will feel the same way.”

“Thanks.” All three of us said at the same time. Dad then drove us all home, us girls agreed that we would meet at my house and then have the limo take us to the dance from there.

Once I got home I had to pry myself away from Brian, he was in awe and didn’t hesitate to let me know.

“Brian, I have to get ready, I’m going to my room to put the dress on and you need to go get into you tux.”

“Your right as always my love, I will see you shortly.” He said trying to kiss me.

I held him away for a moment, “You will have to wait, for right now I don’t want you messing up my makeup. He walked away like a sad puppy.

I first put on the powder blue satin panties and matching strapless bra. I made sure my breasts were glued securely and then stepped into panty hose, I then followed with the dress with mom’s help and grandma zipped me up. The satin of that lavender dress felt wonderful. I pushed those thought from my mind and mom handed me my 2” pumps and I slipped them on. Both mom and Grandma smiled as I stood and twirled around. I saw my reflection in the mirror and knew what I was doing was right. I thought to myself, I am a girl and I knew what that meant, and I also knew I had to tell Brian tonight.

“What’s the matter sweetie?” Mom asked as I wiped a tear from my eyes, careful not to mess up my mascara.

“I just realized how much I love being a girl, and I don’t want to disappoint Brian.” I said regaining my composure.

“Listen honey, I know with assurance that my Brian loves you with all his heart. He always has, and no matter what you decide to do physically, he will support you.” Mom told me then gave me a hug.

“You are a unique woman and you are lucky to have such an amazing man at sixteen.” Grandma said joining the hug.

“Thanks you two, I appreciate your support and understanding.”

“You’re welcome. Now how about we go down stairs and break the hearts of the young men waiting there,” mom said smiling. “Just give us a few seconds to get into the living room first.”

“Ok,” I said and waited a minute to let them get to the living room.

As I stepped onto the bottom step I was announced.

“Arriving is our princess, Sandra.” Mom said proudly.

I stepped into the living room and was greeted by the flash of dad’s camera and the audible gasp of Brian.

“My God, Sandra you’re beautiful, you are truly a princess.” Brian said admiring me with the cutest smile.

I took his arm as he offered me corsage. “It’s beautiful, thank you.” Brian finished pinning the corsage on left side of my dress. Once he was done I kissed him. We were both in a sea of flashes from dad’s camera.

“You two make a wonderful and cute couple.” Dad said finally lowering the camera. The doorbell rang and Amy, Matt, Gina and Paul came in.

“Wow you all look nice.” Mom said to them. We were all then grouped together for more pictures first as couples, then just the girls and lastly just the guys.

Soon we were driving away in the limo waving to my parents and on our way. Once we arrived at the dance hall we could not see one couple that had not dressed up. Amy and I were glad that the idea had caught on. Everyone looked nice; most of the students were gathered around the tables and chatting. Our group found an empty table and set our stuff on the chairs. Brain and I grabbed our snack plates and made our way to the buffet table. The food looked great and I could tell everyone was enjoying themselves.

We finished eating and then hit the dance floor. The music was mostly new but the DJ threw in some classic rock and slow dance music from time to time. Brian and I were on the dance floor for almost an hour. We bumped into Brenda and Kim who seemed to be enjoying each other’s company. Both of them were beautifully dressed, each of them had on dresses that complemented the other.

About fifteen minutes later Kim came up to us in a panic. “Have either of you seen Brenda?”

“Not since we bumped into you earlier.” I told her.

“Dam, I knew I should have gone with her to the bathroom. She had to use it but I was talking with Mrs. Sherman.” She said in one breath. “We have to find her. I saw her talking to some guy by the door just before she went into the bathroom and haven’t seen her since. I checked the bathroom and all inside. Can you guys help me find her?”

“Of course, I’ll check both bathrooms again, Brian can you check outside?” I asked.

“Sure, I’ll check the parking lot and the back side as well.” Brian made his way to the front door.

“Kim you should go talk to Principal Sherman and make sure she knows we are looking for Brenda.” I suggested.

“I already did, I’ll go with you and help you check the bathrooms and behind the stage.” She recommended.

Kim and I checked and could not find Brenda anywhere inside, so we went outside to help Brian. I knew it was important to find Brenda, girls like us need to stick together.

When we got outside we both turned as we heard a loud scream. We saw a man pushing Brenda against the back wall and push a knife into Brenda’s stomach. The ear piercing scream could be heard across the parking lot. I then saw Brian run toward the guy.

“Hey!” Brian yelled at the guy and took after him tackling the offender into some bushes around the corner.

We then heard a quick chirp of a siren on the other side of the building. Kim stopped to take care of Brenda and I ran to see what happened around the corner. I saw the cop get out of his car and place Brian and the guy in handcuffs. ‘Oh no. Now what?’ I thought as I approached them.

“That tall guy attacked my friend around the corner!” I said screaming.

The officer pushed both of them into the back of his car and drove around the corner to see about Brenda. I ran up to Kim who was on the phone with 911. The cop got out of the car and checked on Brenda’s condition and started calling for an ambulance. He then grabbed a bag out of his car, told us to keep clear and told Kim to hold the cloth over the wound while he called for backup.

Two more police cars showed up. He told them to look for the knife in the bushes and directed the ambulance crew over to Brenda as soon as it showed up. Other students started coming out of the dance obviously hearing the sirens. Mrs. Sherman was close behind them, she gasped as she got up to us.

“My God what happened to Brenda?” She said fidgeting.

“She was… she was attacked by that man in the cop car…” Kim hardly got out.

“Who? Brian?” Mrs. Sherman asked only seeing Brian through the back door?

“No, the other one” as I pointed to the dirt bag behind Brian.

The EMT’s quickly gathered up Brenda and left for the hospital. The cops separated Kim and I and questioned us. I told the first cop that I heard the scream and turned to see him stab Brenda and Brian run after him. He then got the same story from Kim. He let Brian out of the car and asked for his side. He told the cop that he saw Brenda trying to get away from the man but the creep ‘his words’ had pushed Brenda against a wall and then heard her scream as he saw him stab Brenda in the stomach. He then ran after the bastard to stop him from getting away. The cop took the cuffs off of Brian and thanked him.

The cops had found the knife and questioned almost everyone. We were all shocked as we did not know why that man had attacked Brenda; he was conveniently being quite once he was arrested.

We were told by Mrs. Sherman that she would contact our parents and that the dance was concluded. I told her we were going to take Kim to the hospital and check on Brenda. I then got on my cell and let dad know what was going on and were we were going. He said he and his mom would meet us at the hospital.

We found our limo driver and he quickly got us to the Hospital. Gina’s mom had showed up and took her and Amy home, along with their dates. When we arrived we found that Brenda was being seen in the ER. Brenda’s father showed up just behind us and frantically asked the ER staff about his daughter’s condition.

A doctor I recognized came out shortly and spoke. “Mr. Chambers, I’m doctor Jenson, your daughter was stabbed in the abdomen, and the knife thankfully it appears to have missed any major organs but did nicked her large intestine. She has been taken surgery to take care of that and to check for other injuries. I will let surgeon talk to you when she gets out of surgery.”

“Thank you Dr. Jenson. Do you know what might happen?”

“No, the surgeon will be best to answer those questions; surgery is on the second floor. I’m sorry but minors are not allowed up there.” He said looking at Kim, Brian and I.

“Look kids, I know you are now close to Brenda, and I thank you for that. I will give your dad a call and let you know what happens.” Just then Dad and mom both walked in followed by haggard red headed women.

“Kimmy, what happened.”

“Mom,” Kim looked as if she saw a ghost. “My date was attacked and stabbed at the dance.” Kim said in a panic.

I was confused as I looked at both their reactions and Mr. Chambers’ reaction. Mom and dad looked confused too.

“Brenda was attacked by a man who was outside the dance, but I tackled him before he could get away.” Brian told Mrs. Sanders.

“Who’s Brenda?” Mrs. Sanders asked looking even more confused than before.

Kim looked as she was about to puke “my date.”

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The story continues at the hospital, with Brenda’s life on the line everyone is on edge. A short chapter.   And Now...   A Prayer Answered Chapter Twelve By Sara D.

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Chapter 12
 
“Look kids, I know you are now close to Brenda, and I thank you for that. I will give your dad a call and let you know what happens.” Just then Dad and mom both walked in followed by haggard red headed women.

“Kimmy, what happened.”

“Mom,” Kim looked as if she saw a ghost. “My date was attacked and stabbed at the dance.” Kim said in a panic.

I was confused as I looked at both their reactions and Mr. Chambers’ reaction. Mom and dad looked confused too.

“Brenda was attacked by some man that was outside the dance, but I tackled him before he could get away.” Brian told Mrs. Sanders.

“Who’s Brenda?” Mrs. Sanders asked looking even more confused than before.

Kim looked as she was about to puke “my date.”

“Your date” Mrs. Sanders said as she sat next to her on the bench seat? “Are you telling me you went to the dance with another girl?” She took a deep breath. “It’s ok if you did.” And Mrs. Sanders comforted her daughter by taking her hand in hers.

“Sort of” Kim said squeezing her mom’s hand. “Can we talk about this later; I just want to hear how Brenda’s doing.”

“Sure honey, let’s go see how your friend is doing.” Mrs. Sanders said calmly.

“That’s a good idea” Mr. Chambers said “I need to see if she’s going to be ok.” He was visibly shaken as he pushed the button on the elevator control.

As we all reached the nurses’ station, an older gray haired nurse showed us into the surgery waiting room. We all sat down except for Mr. Chambers, obviously stressed over the situation.

“Do you know how my daughter Brenda Chambers is doing?” Mr. Chambers asked the nurse.

“I know she was rushed into surgery, and I can’t tell you more than that at this point. Dr. Morris and his team will do everything they can, and will update you on her condition as soon as they can. Until then I suggest you try and rest while you wait.” The nurse said as she went back to her counter.

We all tried to pass the time with outdated magazines and channel surfing with the television in the waiting room. Mr. Chambers alternated from sitting on a chair to passing the room several time in the past hour. Brian and I kept fiddling with our clothes the entire time; Brian was fiddling with his bow tie while I continued to smell my corsage and nervously pulled on my necklace. I pulled my cell phone from my purse and informed dad of what had happened and that Brian and I were ok and were waiting in the hospital. He told me to call him back as soon as I learned more.

Amy, Matt, Gina and Paul were picked up shortly after I hung up and taken home by Amy’s parents. Amy and Gina both asked me to call them and give both of them updates.

About and two hours into our waiting I was staring at the clock and just before 11pm a doctor walked into the waiting room with a very grim face. And as I looked into his face I could feel in the pit of my stomach and my head started to spin and in the my heart I just knew he had bad news.

Mr. Chambers stood up from his half seated position and faced the Doctor as he walked in.

“Mr. Chambers, I’m Dr. Morris the ER surgeon, I have news about your daughter Brenda.” He said somberly, you could see the blood drain from Mr. Chambers face and Dr. Morris began again. “Your daughter was brought in with severe damage to her lower abdomen and groan area, it took us several hours to repair her tissue and we were able to stop the bleeding. As of right now she is stable but critical condition.”

“Oh thank God” Mr. Chambers said and sat down with relief.

“Your daughter is going to have a long recovery ahead of her, most importantly we need to watch for infection and keep a close watch on her groin area. We were able to stitch her up well enough for now, but since there is excessive swelling in the area we have to closely watch her so that she does not lose use of her genitalia.” He said the last part quietly as to protect her secret.

“It’s ok Doctor, everyone here knows about her former self and she is seeing a therapist to transition at some point.” I looked over and saw a very confused look on Mrs. Sanders Face. “What do you think the outcome will be?” Mr. Chambers asked.

“Like I said, it will be touch and go from here, abdominal surgery has risks of infection, we found a few small injuries in her intestine and cleaned the area as best we could, but the risk is still there for infection and your daughter needs to be closely watched for now. She’s in recovery now and should be awake in a few hours. If you wish to stay here Mr. Chambers that is your decision, as for her friends, visiting hours are 8 am to 10 am and 4pm to 10pm, and I recommend you let her get some rest until tomorrow evening before to many visitors come to see her.”

“Thank you Dr. Morris” Mr. Chambers told him as he gave the doctor a handshake. Dr. Morris then walked out and then Mr. Chambers turned to us. “Thank you all for being here to support Brenda and giving me the support I need at this time as well. You all must be tired, and I am sorry you missed out on your night. Kim you are welcome to come by and see Brenda any time you wish.” Mr. Chambers said and gave her a hug.

“Thank you Mr. Chambers, I know it’s going to be a rough road ahead and I will support Brenda all I can.” Kim said turning to her mother.”

Mr. Chambers turned to the rest of us “Thank you all for being here for Brenda and me” he said “It’s been a tough road for us all.” He finished and half smiled at while glancing at me, in an obvious attempt to apologize for things past.

Brian and I gave our goodbyes and left the hospital, while Kim went home with her mother. I pulled out my cell and texted Amy and Gina about what the doctors had told us. I then called my dad and told him that Brian and I were on our way home.

When we arrived home both mom and dad gave us big hugs as we got out of the now empty limo. “I am so glad you two are alright” dad said while squeezing me tight. “And you too Brian, Mrs. Sherman explained what had happened and I am very proud of what you did.” Brian smiled and thanked dad then told him “Officer Thompson will be here in the morning just to get your statement; he also said he wanted to thank you as well.

“Ok, I’ll be ready.” Brian simply said.

“Well I am tired and need sleep.” I told everyone.

“You’ve both had a long night, I am sorry it did not go well” Mom said “good night to both of you, I’ll help you with your dress Sandy.”
With mom’s help my dress was off and in its carrier in no time. “Good night sweetheart” she said and kissed me on the cheek, “sleep well.”

“Thanks, you too” I said returning the kiss on the cheek.

As I turned to my mirror to clean off my make up, I couldn’t help but think to myself ‘Is this all worth it.”

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Here is the last chapter for Sandra and her gang of friends. “WARNING: TEAR JERKER ALERT” YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.   And Now...   A Prayer Answered The Final Chapter By Sara D.

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Chapter 12
 
I could not help wondering if what I have done is right and true, am I really a girl?

Of course I am silly I reassured myself.

I shook that thought from my fussy morning brain. I dressed in a simple pair of peach shorts and t-shirt before joining the rest of my new family. As I entered the bacon aroma filled kitchen I saw that mom and dad were close together at the stove, mom with the bacon and dad with the eggs. Brian had just placed the O.J. on the table and reached for glasses and smiled as he noticed me enter the room. I quickly scanned the kitchen and grabbed the needed plates, silverware and napkins.

We all sat and had a nice breakfast, mom and dad continued to snuggle close, and mom constantly nestled her head on dad’s shoulder as he ate his last few bites. Once we were done with cleaning up, we all gathered in the family room waiting for Officer Thompson to show. We were quietly watching TV when the doorbell rang at 10 o’clock.

“Good morning Ben” Dad said as he greeted Officer Thompson at the door “come on in; please have a seat in the living room.”

“Thank you” Officer Thompson said as he greeted the rest of us.

“Would you like some coffee?” Mom offered as she got up to go to the kitchen.

“Yes, please. Black” Officer Thomson said as he shook Brian’s hand. “Good morning Brian, I must say that we at the station are thankful you are ok, while a dangerous act in stopping that man last night, you did the right thing.”

“Thank you Officer Thompson” Brian said and then sat on the couch next to me.

“You may both call me Ben” He said as he sat on a chair next to the coffee table.

“Here’s your coffee” Mom said and handed Ben a cup, she then joined dad on the sofa across from the couch.

“Thank you Janice” Ben said as he raised his cup. “Brian now what I would like to do is record your statement for the record of what occurred last night. Once we are complete here I will transcribe it and then bring it back in a few days for you to sign. Does that sound ok?” Ben asked.

“Sure, that’s ok with me.” Brian told Ben.

“Ok then” Ben pulled a small digital recorder from his pocket; a beep was heard as he pressed a button “Officer Ben J. Thompson badge number 387 Sunday April 16, recording the official statement of Brian Allen Jones regarding case #11-15-2236. What follows is the statement of record. Please state your full name and address for the record please Brian.” Ben then pointed the recorder towards Brian.

Brian then began “I am Brian Allen Jones of…” he gave a full account of what he saw and left nothing out. I could not help but smile at him, such a trooper.

Once completed Ben then spoke into the recorder once again “this concludes the statement of Brian Allen Jones for case number…” He then stood up and thanked all of us. “Thank you again, I’ll be in touch with you soon, if you remember anything else here is my card.” He said as he handed a white piece of paper to Brian. “One more thing” he said as he stood close to Brian “like you, your father was a very brave man. And I for one live each and every day thankful for what he did for me all those years ago.” He said as he gave Brian a friendly squeeze of his shoulder.

Brian and I both gave him a blank stare; I then remembered the story dad had told us about him and Brian’s father. “Remember Brian, the story my dad told us.”

“Oh yah,” Brain said with a smile “So you’re the one my dad’s actions saved.

“He’s the one” Ben said with a smile then shook Brian’s hand once again then took his leave of us. I’ll be in touch.

The rest of the day went slowly, with church being back to normal and Pastor Gene being his jovial self made for a nice sermon. As we all sat at the table to relax after church and a late lunch the phone rang.

“Hello” dad answered the phone and sat down “speaking.” He responded to the obvious question. I then saw his facial expression change from hope to utter despair and horror. “No!” He exclaimed “When, how?” He said now visually upset. He listened for several minutes, I watched in uneasy anticipation for him to tell us all what was going on, what happened. My heart was beating faster and I was sweating now as all I could think about was Brenda.

Dad hung up the phone softly and then looked straight at me with sad eyes. My heart began to sink as I knew it was bad news.

“Sandra, Brian” he began somberly “I am very sorry, but Brenda passed away this morning.” He said visually shaken.

“What, How!” I said screaming and began to cry “Oh my God; why???” I said between crying, I then felt Brian squeeze close to me. I looked at him and he too was visually shaken.

“A blood clot got into her brain and cause a stroke, the stroke caused her to stop breathing…” He stopped mid sentence because it was too hard to continue then he took a deep breath. The doctors worked on her but were unable to bring her back.” Dad said then we all hugged each other and cried.

I stood hugging Mom, Dad, and Brian for a while. My heart hurt and felt heavy. That SOB who stabbed her, he’s going to pay for this I thought. This is worth it and I am going to show the world.

“What did you say honey?” Mom asked as I realized I spoke that last bit out load.

“After last night” I said wiping my eyes free of tears “I was thinking, was this worth it. Emphatically yes it’s worth it. No son of a bitch is going to change who I am. I am a woman and I am letting the world know it!” I said loudly.

“We know you are sweetie” Dad said letting go of the hug.

We sat together in silence for the rest of the night. I wandered several times what Mr. Chambers was taking all of this, should I call him, should I call Amy and Gina, but it was too hard to pick up the phone. I just could not act. I just sat with and cried. After a while I went up to my room and lay on my bed. I little bit later Brian joined me, we talked about Brenda and how we should go see Kim and call Amy and Gina. I just could not bring myself to do it.

I was awakened by dad “Honey time to get up, you to Brian.” He said as I became conscious of sleeping next to Brian for the first time in the same bed.

“I’m up, I’m up” I said sleepily rubbing my eyes awake.

“Mom and I have decided to keep you two out of school today, the rest of your friends were already told. And if you like the six of you can spend the day together or alone. They will all be here at ten with their parents and you can decide then.” Dad said and hugged me as I was now fully awake and standing.

“Brian, you and I will get things cleaned up while Sandy gets ready.”

“Ok” Brian simply responded.

The both left and I then took a well needed shower. Once I was clean and dressed I joined the boys and mom in the kitchen where I was offered a cup of coffee. While I’ve never had it, I gave it a try and loved it immediately.

We all ate a small breakfast and talked about the impending funeral for Brenda. It was hard to talk about, between me and mom crying and Brian and Dad being stone quiet the atmosphere in the kitchen was thick.

Soon we were greeted by Amy’s parents, followed by Gina, Matt and Paul’s parents. We spent the greater part of the rest of the day just talking and then more silence and crying. It seems Mr. Chambers had decided on a funeral on Friday and we were told the rest of the school had an assembly with counselors provided. All this time I never even thought about talking to Thelma about how I was feeling at this moment.

It is so hard to deal with unexpected death and the feelings that go with it. I knew then I would call her once everyone else had left. That is exactly what I did once everyone was gone. We had decided to all meet at Amy’s house and hire the same Limo Company to take us all to the service on Friday.

I told Brian that I wanted a few minutes alone and went into my room and closed the door. I picked up my phone and dialed Thelma’s number.

“Hello, Dr. Louis speaking.” She said in her usual cheerful voice.

“It’s Sandra Davidson.” I said with sniffles.

“My dear Sandra, what’s the matter.”

“My friend Brenda, she died yesterday” I then related the whole story to her. And over the next half hour Thelma just listened to me.

“I am so sorry to hear about your friend, I know you must be hurting and thinking about yourself as well. Don’t hold your feeling in my dear, let them out.” She said in a comforting tone then continued. “You are going to have a tough time getting over this loss, but with family and friend to talk to you will eventually feel better. You must also know its ok to feel differently each day. You might even be pissed off ant the perpetrator of this, don’t worry all the feelings you are going through are normal healing process.”

“Thanks for listening Thelma, you have been a great help, and in more ways than one” I said just before finishing “and just to put you at ease, I am a woman, this experience has not changed that.” I said confidently.

The rest of the evening brought more silence between us, and then I broke it with. “We need to talk about this; Brenda was my friend, if only for a short time. I feel we need to get through this together and not in silence.

“Your right honey, I’ve just been selfish and thinking about what if it had been you in that dark parking lot.” Dad said emphatically, I don’t know what I would do without my darling daughter.

“I feel the same way as your dad does.” Mom interjected.

We sat and talked the rest of the evening and each of us talked about our feelings and how we as a family would progress.

We all then retired for the night after dad told us we could stay out of school tomorrow if we felt we needed it.

Brian and I slept in separate rooms that night; it just didn’t feel right to be together just yet.

When I woke the next morning I felt marginally better, and thought it would be good for me to go back to school. Brian agreed with me, if you can imagine two teenagers agreeing to go back to school so soon.

“What a bad choice that was” I told Brian as we walked home.

“I know what you mean, all those reporters and cameras were awful and intrusive. I can’t believe they wanted to talk to us. I’m just glad that you stood up to the one lady and told her were to stick it.”

“Yah, what a bitch she was, pushing that microphone in our faces like that. I know she didn’t know anything about us or what happened. All she wanted was our reactions for ratings, how low can you get.”

“No kidding, I’m such a lucky man to have such a smart and quick thinking girl and got us out of that mess so quickly.” Brian said.

“It’s a gift” I simply responded and smiled.

The rest of the day was a disaster as well; none of the teachers seamed in the mood to do any actual teaching, the counselor was annoyingly pushy about how everyone was feeling. ‘Ok I’ve told you a dozen times already, I am doing fine’ well almost, just leave me alone at school.

Once home we relayed what had happened at school, Dad sat down at the kitchen table smiling at me.

“Way to put the woman in her place Sandy.”

“What, you saw that?” I said surprised.

“Yep, it went out live, and you know what?” Dad responded.

“What?” I asked.

“Mr. Chambers called and said thank you.”

“For what” I asked “all I said was, why don’t you leave us alone and let us grieve.”

“For That” Dad said simply and then gave me a hug.

“Well then tell him ‘you welcome’.” I told him and smiled for the first time in two days, I think.

The rest of the week went by slowly, the mood at school improved on Wednesday as the TV crews were gone along with those counselors. The teachers were still in a funk and we learned little but it got better on Thursday. Everyone seemed to be in a better mood. As those who knew Brenda vaguely moved on to the newest hot topic in town. I wasn’t following what was going on so I have no idea what is was, and to be frank I was in no mood to care.

That afternoon in Thelma’s office was a basic repeat of our phone conversation and then she asked if I was going to speak at Brenda’s funeral tomorrow. I hadn’t even thought about it until she brought it up.

“Um, I don’t know. Am I supposed to?” I asked confused and concerned.

“All those close to the deceased will be asked to speak if they wish to. It is a good way for some to have closure for those they have lost.” Thelma explained.

“I’m not sure; I’ll have to think about it.” It that moment I thought about what would I say. “I guess I will.” I finally stated.

Thelma then ended our session with. “With all you are going through and what is to come, you must remember that family, friends and those closest to you are there for you and you them, and salvation comes from love and faith.”

“Thank you Thelma” I said as we parted ways for the session.

Friday morning came too quickly and I had no idea of what I would say if asked. I dressed in a black dress and minimal makeup. Mom came in my room just as I was brushing my hair.

“You look nice, are you about ready.” Mom asked looking at me through the mirror above my dresser; I could see mom was also in a black dress but with lace across the chest.

“Just about” I answered at I put my brush down and went with her to the car where we met up with Dad and Brian who were both wearing suits and ties, Linda joined us on the drive way coming home to be with us from college.

We all met up at Amy’s house as planned and piled into the two limos one by one. It was a tight fit but comfortable enough for us, good thing it was two stretch limos for all 18 of us.

I have to say this now that Pastor Dean is a moving but somber speaker.

“Today we lay to rest a very loving and dear child of God; her short life was brought to an abrupt end by an evil and unjustified act. While on earth Brenda had her short comings, but true friendship and love brought her to the right path. Brenda is with God now as no child can know evil. It was evil who took this lovely girl from us. I pray that God comfort her in his house and console and comfort those who loved Brenda. Now let’s bow our heads in silent prayer.” A few minutes past and he spoke again.

“The family has asked that anyone wishing to speak about Brenda may do so now.” Pastor Dean said as he handed the microphone over to Mr. Chambers.

“I would first like to thank all of Brenda’s family and friends for coming and supporting us today.” Mr. Chambers said somberly and holding back tears. “Brenda, all those sit here today will miss you and pray for you. Daddy loves you.” He said then broke down into tears and collapsed into the fetal position on the floor. Pastor Dean had to help him back to the pew.

I wasn’t sure if it would be right for me to say anything, but looking over and seeing Thelma a few pews back and her visual encouragement I then found the courage to stand up and talk about my friend.

As I approached the microphone I felt uneasy, I still had nothing to say about her, what could I say, I then just let it out.

“My dear friend did nothing to deserve this end to her life, Brenda was my friend. She had a funny way of showing it the first time I met her once I became Sandra. She was just as confused as I was, she just didn’t have the courage yet to show the world who she really was.” I paused for a second.

“Once she realized who she was, we quickly became friends and kindred spirits. She once told me a few days after letting go of her inhibitions that she could not understand why she waited so long to see the light. I simply replied, ‘because you should have hit your head on the ground instead of mine’ she looked at me shocked and shamed at the same time, but I had at that moment already forgiven her and meant it as a joke, and until the day she was attacked it was a private joke between us. I love and miss you Brenda, my friend.” I finished and cried all the way back to my pew.

Pastor Dean took back over after a few more people spoke about their friend and Pastor Dean spoke about how hate causes blindness and faith causes everything to become clear.

He concluded the service in the chapel and we all then made our way to our prospective vehicles for the funeral procession. There must have been over 100 cars in line, with the Hearse first followed by the family limo and our two close behind.

It was a somber moment when Pastor Dean laid Brenda to rest at the casket was lowered into the ground, the last time I was a witness to this was for my mother.

“Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust, by the sweat of your face you will eat bread, til you return to the ground. Because from it you were taken; for you are dust and to dust you shall return.” He said as a final prayer, and then concluded the service.

Most everyone at the service gave Mr. Chambers their respects and departed our group was last. I think I gave him the tightest hug because he groaned as I did. I tried to apologize but he had nothing to do with it as polite as he is.

We left as a group and then went our separate ways when we reached Amy’s house. We had a quite dinner at home that night and weekend.

Life moved on, Monday brought the same challenges back as well as some new ones. Brian was called as a witness the Brenda’s now classified Murder. It was hard to watch as he and others explained in detail what had happened. It turned out that Brenda had begun babysitting for this man a few weeks prior, and once he found out he had made up his mind that it was his duty to protect his six year old daughter and the world from Brenda. He made no excuses and no remorse for what he had done. Even his defence attorney turned red as he addressed the court at his sentencing hearing as he spat hate and was thankful the world was rid of Brenda.

He got life, the bastard.

We learned that his daughter was now a ward of the state; his wife had died giving birth. I felt bad for her and found Lisa had a strong connection to Brenda when we talked to family services when we asked about it. I told Brian we had to do something, but what could a couple of teenagers do with a six year old. Well we found a way. We mentored her through the rest of the school year and summer and her and I became inseparable as I began to develop. Brian took notice and we were becoming closer each day. We decided it would be best to wait and were older to go further. It was such a miracle to watch him mature into a man that year.

That June after we graduated mom and dad married. It was a great day for us all. Mom was gorgeous, and Linda made a beautiful bridesmaid. And lolly me was a cute and voluptuous ring bearer. I know I was a little old but I did not care.

The day after I turned 18 and with Thelma’s final blessing I was scheduled for surgery. I woke up two months later a complete woman and happy. Brian proposed once I was coherent enough and was giddy as a school boy. Lisa was like a daughter to us now and once I was healed enough we petitioned to have her come live we us in our new apartment.
Dawn from family services could not be happier and offered up adoption instead.

Brian and I could not be happier, we were immediately granted to be her foster parents for the time being while the adoption process was worked out.

Epilogue:

I stood at the altar staring at my soon to be husband. After all these years and all of our struggles here I was standing in my long white gown holding hands with Brian. I knew our lives together would be great if not interesting. I listened as Pastor Gene began to speak and began our ceremony.

“Today we are gathered to join in holy matrimony Brian Allen Jones and Sandra Lynn Davidson. These two come before God and the Great State of New Hampshire to join in an unbreakable union. God has answered the prayers of these two, and we are proud to have them before you all as witnesses of their undying love of one another and their daughter Lisa.” He paused and our beautiful daughter of ten joined us at the altar as ring bearer. I could not be more proud of her, as she stepped up with the pillow with our rings on top tied with a yellow ribbon. She smiled and showed her pretty white teeth and red colored lips.

Once the beautiful ceremony was over and Brian and I were dancing the first dance, I could see that Mom and Dad were dancing lovely together. They looked so happy together and so were Brian and I. Brian guided me around the dance floor and could not help but smile at all our guests. Kim was sitting alone while Gina and Paul were talking with Amy and Matt who were showing off their new born son Jason.

Our first dance was over and then Dad and I heated up the floor for the father daughter dance. He was so gentle at first but then we both got carried away and just had fun. You could not get the smile off of my face with blow torch.

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