One of the Girls
By Julie Dawn Cole
[Sorry to cause any confusion but this is real hockey in England played by girls in short skirts with no padding. — except for the oranges used by Little Bo.]
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Rachel looked across at me as I ran on to the field of play and my presence seemed to give her a boost. She called for a huddle and a pep talk as soon as play stopped for an injury to one of the opponents.

‘Come on girls we can still win this. Now we have a full team so let’s give it everything we’ve got. We’ve nothing to lose.’ I felt some wonderful sensation pass through my body and a shiver that went all down my back down my legs and to the tips of my toes. I looked at Rachel. I wanted to hug her. It was my chance to be part of her team as well as a sister.

She said ‘come on Sis’ I’ll help you. Let’s go down fighting at least.’

Well in truth I’d only ever played in fun in the park with Rachel and her friends but at least I knew which end of the stick to hold and I knew to keep the stick down and not flay it around like a cricket bat [like a baseball bat] or a golf club. Otherwise it was a foul or a penalty to the other side.

I moved towards the touchline and some girls were shouting for the opposition. ‘Come on it her she’s a softy and she’s useless today.’

They were referring to me and assumed I was Bo. Well that’s what it seemed like so I felt fantastic. Imagine being mistaken for the girl of my dreams. I should be so lucky.

Rachel was playing like a woman inspired. She was all over the field and shouted encouragement to everyone. I never saw her so fired up in all our lives together. ‘Come on Bo get in the game.’

I ran in field a bit and the ball came towards me. I flicked it up with the curve of the stick as I used to do when I teased Rachel and the player behind me was fooled and crashed into the back of me to stop me turning and leaving her for dead. Wow she must eat a lot of meat because it knocked the wind out of me. I must have looked a sight showing everything I’d got and if oranges were real breasts they might be black and blue.

The whistle blew and she was warned. She glared at me as I stood up. If looks could kill. Rachel came over and whispered. ‘Leave it brother dear. Beat her on the field and don’t try to get revenge.’

I felt like I wanted to hit the brute the first chance I got but then I thought about it and decided I shouldn’t do anything to bring attention to myself or we'd be in trouble.

Kaz shouted for me to play more down the middle to pull her infield and let Alex use her speed so whatever that meant I followed the instruction. Beefy Girl followed me pulling at my shirt and Rachel flicked the ball to Alex. She was certainly fast and no doubt a lot lighter after removing everything from her tummy over me earlier. She was electric and I tried to follow her but Rachel shot past me. One two between them and Alex was in the clear in front of goal ‘Goaaal’ she scored. Alex scored. Unbelievable. I joined in the celebrations. We were on level terms and I’d made a contribution by distracting Beefy. Alex was over the moon and Rachel tried to calm us down.

I never saw 11 girls come together like they did for the next 30 minutes. Well ten plus me. We chased every ball and ran back to cover each other and Kaz was up and down the touchline constantly shouting advice to me. I got clattered several more times and did a few more tricks that brought us free knocks and short corners. The oranges were warm by now and felt surprisingly natural. I kept adjusting the bra but then most of the other players were doing that too so it was just accepted.

Kaz said to run to the corner next time I got the ball and take the play to their end and away from our goal.
I got my chance and followed her instruction. I went past two sloppy tackles and I was enjoying myself. I ran as hard as I could and tried to keep my head down. I never saw what happened next Ccrash bang whallop. Everything went black. Awful smell what’s that awful smell.

Oh it was smelling salts. Ughhh. I could see Kaz and a physio and they were blurred. Then my eyes focused again. I heard a great cheer and tried to look up. Rachel had scored from a penalty and here I was laid horizontal. I had to help and get back on the field. I wanted to celebrate too we were winning. Kaz made me walk up and down and Beefy girl glared again at me. I just stuck out my tongue and it was obviously her who had given away the penalty.

I never got back on the field. The game was over and everyone in our team went ballistic. Rachel ran towards me and almost knocked me over as she jumped on me and put her legs around my waist. ‘Oh Rachel I’m so pleased for you.’

‘Oh Bro, Bo you did a great job. Thanks. Thanks. Thanks.’

‘My oranges were almost bursting and I’d never hugged Rachel like this before. She smiled and touched me. Oh so lovely. Aren’t you happy to be one of the girls?’

‘Oh Rachel I’m so proud of you and I’m glad to help but so sorry for Bo that she missed this.’

‘Never mind. Let’s go see her and get you changed before there is any fuss. She’ll be so happy that we got through this round. They were the favorites.’

We hugged and kissed each other and we were laughing and cheering all the way to the dressing rooms. I was floating on air. But as we shook hands with our opponents I knew that this wasn’t the end. Beefy girl was not a happy bunny and if looks could kill I’d have been dead and buried there and then. I tried to look away but I knew she was angry enough to cause more trouble.

Oh Bo you can have your shirt back.

One of the Girls Chapter 3

By Julie Dawn Cole

As we walked along the line shaking hands she was the last one and so was I apart from Kaz who was talking to their coach a few yards behind. I wasn’t too happy about shaking hands since she’d clattered me several times but at least I had the satisfaction that it cost them the game.

I couldn’t ignore her whatever she’d done and afterall this is England the home of sportsmanship and fair play. So much for that opinion!

She looked me straight in the eye and twisted my wrist and she leaned forward and said ’Pity you got back up. I didn’t hit you hard enough you weed. You made me look stupid.’

I tried to pull back my hand but she gripped it tighter until I winced with the pain. Where on earth did they find her. She was awful. I wanted to escape but I couldn’t and so I was about to hit her with my stick when Jolie, our goalkeeper, stepped in grabbed her arm and let her know that she was prepared to punch her. Beefy girl finally let go and then Kaz stepped in as well and I was pushed back to safety. The fuss died down and then we were able to follow the rest of our team into the changing rooms without realising what happened. Jolie was almost 6 feet tall and not frightened of anybody and she smiled at me and said ‘If she wants to pick a fight then she should pick on someone her own size.’

What a relief. If I’d hit her with my hockey stick all hell would have let loose and whilst I’m not the biggest guy I would have stood up for myself.

Kaz put her arm around me and tried to bring a smile to my face saying ‘Well done Little Bo. We won because of you and we can never thank you enough. But please stay calm or we’ll be kicked out of the competition.’

‘Why there is no reason to preclude boys is there? I thought we were all equal?’ I was smiling of course but it’s true because we are all equal and why should I be prohibited.

Kaz said I was right but the main point was I wasn’t signed on for the team and registered. ‘Oh, Does it matter?’

‘Well normally I’d admit it if anybody asked but you were no stronger than most of the other players and you never played for another team so what’s wrong. It’s not the Olympics or a County or international match so what?’

’Thanks Kaz I really enjoyed it and I’m pleased for the girls.’

Then as we entered the dressing room it was total mayhem. Everybody was cheering and shirts were being taken off and thrown around and I’ve never seen so much excitement. I didn’t know where to look there were boobs everywhere of all shapes and sizes. I tried to turn around but I was too late. Before I knew it I was up in the air on Jolies shoulders trying to hold on to some modesty as the skirt was almost around my neck. I was showing everything. Well all the white knickers I was wearing. I was touching the roof I was so high up and had to bend down to stop being knocked out.

Then one of the oranges fell out and there was a massive cheer and a request for me to show them the other one. Jolie bit into it and said she’d been wanting to do that earlier and even I laughged as we did a lap of honor around the room.

As I was lifted down Bo came over to me and shook my hand. ‘Well done I understand you were a star and you put your body on the line for us. We can never thank you enough.’

I never felt so wonderful and croaked ‘It was no problem. I just got in the way as instructed and Rachel and Alex did the real work.’

‘Well I hope I can get my shirt back and my place for the next round. Is that OK?’

I took off the shirt and handed it to her revealing my empty bra and skinny frame. Bo it’s your shirt and I hope I can wear it again sometime. It was the best experience of my life and I’m glad I could help.’

Then the cans of coke and lemonade started to pop and naturally they’d been shaken first so they sprayed everywhere. Well it tasted like champagne to me even if it was diet coke.

I must have looked stupid in the middle of this gaggle of female hockey players and I wanted this to last forever. To my horror some of the girls stripped off completetley and headed to the shower room. Wow had I died and gone to heaven?

Inevitably Kaz was pulled in fully dressed and soon I was dragged in too by Rachel and Alex. I had the decency to leave on my knickers but my bulge was plain to see. I tried to cover up that wasn’t difficult and I was embarrassed when Bo turned to face me with the water flowing through her hair and here head tossed back. Wow I had never seen such a wonderful body and wished it was me. She handed me the soap and asked me to soap her back. Have you ever felt your arms too heavy to lift?

I did my best but she must have been bitterly disappointed with my efforts. Anyway Alex said she was next but she wanted her front doing and not her back. I was the centre of attention and I liked it. They said it was my special treat for stepping in to help out so I did my best to soap all ten of them as they poured shampoo over me and splashed me with cold water from a bucket to make me scream.

As the fun tied down Rachel brought me a towel. ‘Here sis come and get dried. You are the best brother in the world and I’ll never forget this. I want you to come out with us tonight to celebrate. Will you join us?’

‘Of course if you don’t mind me tagging along but I’ve only got the track suit that you lent me and that’s no good unless you are all wearing yours.’

‘We’ll sort you out I’m sure. Just dress in the trackie for now whilst we have some Shephards Pie in the clubhouse and I’ll see what we can sort out before we leave. We’re heading for Leeds and the coach driver says he’ll drop us off and take our gear back to the Club.’

Oh Rachel I’ll look stupid with all you girls and how will you find any gear for me at this short notice? Will we call in town?’

‘No bro dear we’ll make up an outfit from the spare bits and pieces in our bags so come on lets eat first. Not too much because we might eat in Leeds.’

‘OK let’s see if the others agree first.’

‘what’s there to agree Little Bo your in our team now and we are in the semi finals so it’s fun, fun fun tonight.’

One of the Girls -Chapter 4

As I dried myself off, but having to keep on my knickers, I found a quiet spot to try to get some privacy away from the frivolity and the banter that was going on between the girls. It wasn’t easy to avoid them since they were running around by now armed with wet towels that they were using to flick each other. It was amazing to see so much nudity and none of the girls had any shyness or concerns about showing everything in front of me.

What a wonderful sport hockey is. It’s worth the bumps and bruises to see all the girls bumps and their bruises.

When I recalled my schooldays I wished now that I’d shown more interest in sport and maybe even joined in more when the sports masters and mistresses tried to encourage to mix girl and boy events. What fun I’d missed by not attempting hockey and netball or even volleyball. I hadn’t liked the sports that were available for boys that were much too physical.

We only had football and rugby as choices and who wants to shower or hot tubs with hairy boys smelling of testosterone and proud of their manhood and pubic hairs that were absent for me? I could only ever hide and shower at home in privacy. What they’d all give to have been in my place today. There would have been no problems finding a peg or two to hang a towel with all the hairy monsters around.

Ughhh spare me the thought of that when this is the alternative option. Life is so unfair. I smiled when I recalled some of the antics of Big Boy Baker and Butcher Bill who was supposed to have the biggest piece of meat according to the class vote. Then there was Stan the Man and Hank the ****. Ha-Ha he’d have had to disappear for at least 5 minutes as he often did when the talk switched to girls with big busts.

As I sat there watching I shook my head in disbelief. It was as if I was invisible and nobody saw me watching them. What a difference as I looked at them running around. There were long legs, short legs, chunky thighs, slim waists, small breasts, big breasts, wide hips, boyish hips. Whoever designed the female body had no fixed template and it seemed hockey was a sport that anybody could play.

What was still surprising me was that nobody had any inhibitions at all and they even wrestled with each other and as interested as I was to absorb this fun I had to look away. It was obvious that some were getting quite excited and it was having an effect on me. I’d have liked to join in and thought that if there was ever to be a next time I could be counted in. I never expected girls to be so boisterous. Maybe they were being ‘girlsterous.’ By now I was trying to cover my delicate parts in case anybody was tempted to take a shot with a wet towel.

Funny but since I wasn’t considered a threat to them nobody seemed to worry about me being there. Mmm, just imagine if I was a girl like Bo in the boys dressing room. There would be no chance of sitting quietly like this watching nude gorillas chasing around waving their dangly bits. No chance of melting into the background.

‘What you thinking about Little Bo?’

It was Alex. She sat alongside me to get dressed and placed her towel across her thighs. Oh she’d looked good on the field today but My God she was certainly something special off the field. I couldn’t look her in the eye so I tried to look to the floor and stop myself from staring. She was obviously not shy in front of me but I felt so embarrassed for a few moments.

‘Huh nothing really. It was just that I wondered what it would be like to be a girl on my own in the boys changing room with them all charging around like this. It’s as if I’m invisible.’ Then I realised what I’d just said and Alex was already laughing.

‘Oops. I didn’t mean it like that. I was just confused for a moment. I didn’t mean I wanted to be a girl or that I fancied boys.’

‘Ha Ha really?’ I think you already changed sides and you only had half a game with us today. Are you going to give it a try sometime and tell us what it’s like? Can you get me an invite if you do? I’d love to be there.’

‘Well I didn’t really mean it like it sounded. It sounded like I had such thoughts so please don’t think I was having gay thoughts or fancied men. Oh what the heck though it would be fun wouldn’t it? Who knows we’ll have to find a way.Ha-Ha.’

Alex screamed ‘Watch out water!!’

It was Jolene and Cat who was a defender. They had a bucket of cold water and it went over both Alex and I. We looked like drowned rats now and so much for trying to keep my hair dry.

So we both screamed, Alex louder than me of course because she’s had years of practice. We both jumped up to get away and right now I didn’t care who saw me now and what they thought of my wee bits. I managed to grab the bucket and I headed for the cold tap. But Alex was ahead of me and she grabbed hold of the fire hose that was used to clean the showers and turned on the water. That was much colder and very powerful. We got our revenge.

‘Truce, Truce, Truce. We give in.’

I won’t tell you what Alex did next but Stan the Man would have been proud if he was that big. It was his favourite trick showing how far she could reach with the jet of water from the edge of the showers and of course it was hilarious because she had the hose pointed up at 45 degrees. So everybody was in hysterics by now and then a calm came over everybody. It was like we all peaked and the sex had been great. We had suddenly emptied ourselves of the belly laughter and our tummies were aching. So as a calm came over us all it was time to dry off and find some unsoaked towels.

It certainly felt kinda weird and wonderful and I decided to put my name forward for next week’s game and for mid-week training back at our club. I was aching all over. First because of Beefy girls heavy tackles and then because of the laughter. But I still didn’t understand why no-body was complaining about my presence.

‘Alex, does everybody think I’m gay or something?’

‘Well not exactly gay I don’t suppose but let’s say you did pass without any difficulties out on the field.’

‘ Ha Ha, very funny.’

‘Come on Little Bo I’m just kidding. Why worry since thousands of men would love to have this chance.’

‘Well I do worry a bit. I think I am going to have to change my image a bit if I just blend in to the background. I don’t know what dad would think if he could see me now.’

‘Ha-ha he might just say ‘That’s my boy! And wish he’d had chance.’

‘Yes but this is different. It’s like I’ve been accepted as one of the girls.’

‘Is that a bad thing then?’

‘Well I suppose it’s OK. Just considering the sights you see of course.’

We dried off again and Rachel came over with a pair of dry knickers so I put them on under the tracksuit and went through to the dry area to brush and dry my hair. Bo was using the next drier and had pulled her hair forward to dry the roots and work out from her scalp as I had to do these days since I’d let it grow. Otherwise my hair dried flat and lifeless.

She looked to me and smiled. ‘How is my stand in feeling? Did you enjoy the after-match celebrations? It’s all part of the game.’

‘It was really great. It’s a wonder they don’t hurt each other or slip and fall. Alex was so funny.’

‘Yes she’s one of the reasons I play. We are really close friends.’

For a moment I wasn’t sure if she was trying to tell me something but I let it pass anyway. None of this was my business apart from the fact that I still hoped to at least spend some time with Bo and get to know her.

‘We sleep together sometimes.’

Ugggh I thought to myself. Please Bo I don’t want to hear. I tried to focus on drying my hair.

Surely Bo was a dream girl and had boyfriends. Was she telling me that her and Alex had a thing going? I was disappointed but then I hardly knew them anyway.

Bo brushed her hair and put on some make-up as I dried my hair in silence.

‘Have I disappointed you Rob? You’ve gone quiet.’

.No, no I’m just trying to take all this in. It’s been so strange. I didn’t really understand what you meant and I guess you are all good mates aren’t you?’

‘Yes we are. Some more than others but we certainly get on well as a group.’

‘Are you feeling better now?’

‘Yes much better thanks. I appreciate you helping out and we are through to the semis because of you. Do you think you’d like to play again sometime?’

‘If invited. I only played part of the game and I spent most of it being whacked.’

That reminded me, we’d be mixing with the opposition in the bar and refreshment room and I might have to take care.

Bo helped me to finish my hair so that it had a bit more style than usual and she used hairspray to help. It was not my normal odourless type and was scented. God if dad could see me now. I decided I’d have ruffled it up later.

‘Where have you two gossips been? Come on the Shepherd’s pie will be going cold.’ It was Alex of course and she linked arms with Bo as if to say ‘Keep Off’.

I went through with Jolene and Rachel and was relieved to find Beefy over the far side of the room seemingly under guard by their trainer.

We were all excited but it’s strange when the opposition feel so sad. We couldn’t really boast and I did feel a bit sorry for them because Beefy had let them down and she knew it by now.

Then Kaz came over and suggested that Bo went out to the coach so it wasn’t too obvious that I might have substituted for her. I was feeling a bit sad by this stage but at least the opposition started to come round a bit and wished us well. Maybe I could have a chat with Bo later.

Rachel then turned to me to show me that she’d managed to gather some things together that I could try on whilst the others were eating the rest of the pie. Jolene would ensure nothing went to waste.

Rachel had produced two or three options and recommended I try Jolene’s short boots first that had a low heel. If anything they were slightly on the big side but they were OK. So that settled as far as Rachel was concerned she picked out some black leggings and a silver top that was loose fitting and looked fine with a belt. I looked flat chested so I was encouraged to put the bra back on that Rachel dried as best she could with one of the hair driers. This time she padded it out with tissues since the oranges had been devoured and weren’t really practical anyway.

I headed for the door having accepted that I looked OK. I guessed I still looked boyish enough apart from the top. Mind you not many guys around in leggings and short boots.

‘Where are you going? We haven’t finished yet.’

‘Why I look OK don’t I? At least I hope to sneak up our drive later without much chance of causing too much fuss,’

‘You said you were coming with us. Are you?’

‘Yes I said yes didn’t I?’

‘OK well lets finish the job and tidy you up a bit.’

I don’t know what came over me after that. I just capitulated and let her apply some light make-up after which she stood back and admired her handiwork. All I could think of was Bo and that she might prefer girls to boys.
Mmm perhaps she might look at me twice now since I’d scrubbed up rather well. I liked the new me and cocked my head to one side and realised I was standing with my hand on my hip.

Oh I might enjoy this evening and who cares what anybody thinks?

So it was back to the rest of the team and then to say goodbye to Beefy. Hopefully never to meet her again!!

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Should I carry on I wonder to myself or am I boring you with my little tail? Sorry I meant tale.

One of the Girls -Chapter 5

As we walked through to the bar and lounge area to join the rest of the girls Rachel walked behind me and she smiled. ‘Oh Bro dear I’ve not noticed before that you have quite a wiggle when you walk and those leggings really show off your bum and your legs. I’m quite jealous’

‘Rach please don’t tease me and embarrass me. I’m trying my best.’
‘Well you’re doing a good job and you’d better watch it when we get to Leeds.’

‘Why, you don’t mean I’ll attract boys do you?’

‘Maybe but probably, where we are going it’s more likely you’ll attract girls.’

‘Where are we going?’

‘Well Bo and Alex want to take us to a couple of bars they know where the music is good and we can all just let our hair down without fear of being mauled or pestered. It gives us chance to just have fun together without worrying about who is watching us or if we are upsetting people.’

‘Oh are these places only for girls then?’

‘No, of course not. But the men are likely to be more interested in each other and oblivious to us. It’s great fun to go there once in a while and you have chance to sample it with us as one of the girls. I hope you’ll like it too.’

‘Well Rach I’m up for most things and since I never expected to have so much fun as I did today who knows what more fun is around the corner.’

‘Good I want to see how you make out as my sister for the evening. Who knows what type of girl you have locked inside of you? Every man should get this chance in my opinion and then they can properly understand what women want.’

‘I don’t really know what you mean sis although I never really understood some of the girls I’ve dated or spent time with at college. Why do women feel that men need this experience? Shouldn’t the same apply in reverse?’

She never had chance to answer because we were dragged across to Kaz’s table to sit with her and Jolie. Kaz wanted to ask their opinion about me signing on with the team and training with them. She wanted me to play again in the next round since she felt I’d be a good foil for Bo to give her more chances in front of goal.

Imagine me being a foil for Bo. Mmm. Just to be in the team with her was fine by me if only to see her in the dressing room. I really appreciated what Kaz was saying and so I was agog waiting for the responses. Unanimous. I was in. Accepted into the team yet no-one had actually asked me.

Rachel finally turned to me. ‘Sis I’d love it if you’d help us again. It’s the semi and this time we’ll ensure you are registered through Kaz’ contacts. Will you play?’

‘Rach, of course I’ll play but I can’t say that I’m too sure how to deal with all this because I’m not your sister I’m your brother. It means I’d have to play the part off the pitch as well as on it, surely.’

‘Yes but look you’re fine like this. It doesn’t feel too awkward does it? You are just dressed slightly differently and we’ve tweaked a few things here and there.’

‘Yes I know that’s what bothers me since I might need tweaking sometimes even though my tummy is quite flat now. How to hide myself if my skirt rides up and I can’t play with oranges stuffed inside a bra again. I don’t know how nobody noticed.’

‘Look sis, well bro dear, we’ll deal with all that don’t worry. I will help you on Monday night so that on Tuesday and Thursday you can train with us properly kitted out.’

‘OK then, I’m up for anything just now. So thanks for giving me this chance.’

Kaz spoke out ‘Come on then let’s get finished here and join Alex and Bo on the bus. I want to tell everyone the good news and see their response.’

We hung around for about half an hour before finally saying our goodbyes and apart from Beefy girl everybody wished us good luck.

As we left the car-park everyone was already excited and cheering and waving and singing ‘We’ll win the cup.’

‘I couldn’t help but join in could I? I felt just as excited as the others and now I was going to be part of their team.’

Kaz made the announcement once the bus was on the motorway though it took her a while to calm everyone down. Everybody cheered so I was in the team.

Bo swopped seats with Rachel so she could sit with me to talk tactics. I was listening intently before she fell into giggles and said how serious I had looked. She was joking and just wanted to chat about how well I’d done and how nice I looked.

I felt a little bit awkward because Bo had some strange effect on me whenever she was around. She had the most engaging eyes I’d ever seen so expertly made up and she must be the most feminine hockey player in the whole of UK. How lucky was I to become a friend. She took hold of my hand and said she’d look after me in the next game. Then she added ‘And tonight of course.’

I was looking forward to find out what she meant and was about to ask when Jolie appeared over us and asked what we ‘girls’ were cooking up together. Bo made some joke with her and I just smiled. She obviously noticed that Bo was holding my hand as she appeared even though Bo had reacted quickly.

We soon arrived in the centre of Leeds and the driver dropped us at a bus park telling us to be back by 1am or we’d all be in trouble. Loud laughter ‘We should be so lucky, lucky lucky’ as we headed across to the first bar called the ‘New Penny.’

It was an old style city centre pub with an entrance fee of ten pounds because tonight there was a cabaret. It was about three quarters full even though it was early and the cabaret was infact a drag show. Mmm I didn’t expect the girls would be interested in a show like this although there were a lot of guys around clearly more interested.

Rachel said we’d stay for about an hour then get our hands stamped so we could come back later when the place livened up. So priority moved to drinks and I had no idea what to choose sonce beer didn’t seem appropriate.

I opted for white wine that I hoped would be a safe bet.

Two glasses later I was already feeling a little bit tiddly and quite giggly because for some reason in the midst of the girls this seemed natural.

I looked around the place. It seemed to be a gold mine for the owners. Young people already consuming copious amounts of expensive drinks to get them in the mood for fun. The noise was increasing and the music was increased in volume. Some people were already dancing and girls were dancing with girls and boys with boys.

Eventually I headed to find the bathroom with Alex and there was a queue of course. It seemed a waste to have separate bathrooms in this place and I knew I had to avoid leaving it so long next time.

I had a lot of glances towards me checking me out I suppose.

Alex said it was because I looked good and especially because I had a nice firm bum well rounded and pretty in the leggings. She tapped it affectionately that I quite liked.

Then she turned to me and I realized why she’s accompanied me. ‘Little Bo can I aske you a personal question?’

‘Err yes.’

‘Are you gay or do you like women? Do you like Bo?’

To be continued….

One of the Girls - Chapter 6

‘Sorry Alex I don’t know what you are trying to suggest. I’m not gay at all.’

‘Well it was a simple question. Are you gay or do you like women?’

‘I never thought about it. Yes I like women.’

‘Well I guess you like Bo?’

‘Yes she is very attractive and she makes everybody comfortable around her.’

‘Rob, you do know she prefers women and that she’s not really into boys. Even though she attracts them easily because of her looks and her personality.’

‘I guess I never took any real notice. She is so beautiful and in any case she wouldn’t look twice at me. I’m not exactly the macho type and she must think I’m a whimp. Especially dressed like this.’
I looked across at her as she was acting around with Rachel and Jolie. I was sure she kept glancing towards me and I felt awkward. I knew she’d had a few relationships but the again none had really lasted long. Maybe she wasn’t interested in men. Maybe she was lesbian. But lesbians don’t look hot surely?

Alex just smiled quietly and suggested I find time to talk with Bo and not to be so shy.

‘I can’t really talk to her when I’ve just been given a makeover like this. I must appear like some sort of freak.’

‘it’s up to you Rob. But you can see she likes you so what have you got to lose?’

I sat back as Alex went back down the bus. I had a strange feeling inside me. Here I was with a gaggle of Rachels and dressed like I was one of them. I guess I’d often imagined what it must be like to be Alex rather than me and now I was getting a chance to find out. I was enjoying the day and the friendships and I seemed to have been accepted no questions asked.

Yet I was not really one of them and I doubted that I could carry on the charade for long before somebody clocked me and turned on me. It was getting a bit scary yet for some reason I didn’t care. I liked this feeling and even Alex was treating me differently. I wondered if she’d have preferred a sister to a brother. Especially a brother who was quiet and a bit shy.

Now there was a feeling of excitement and I wanted to explore a bit more. I thought about having a chat with Alex and maybe spending more time like this with her help. I wondered if she’d help me or tell me I was taking the joke a bit far. All in all I was feeling like she would be supportive. So that was a task for later. For now I just was ready to have some fun without having to behave responsibly as mum often preached.

At the moment it didn’t seem to cause any offence or embarrassment to anybody so was it OK? Then the downside. What if they all spread rumours about me? What if I lost my job or it found its way into the local newspaper? OMG that would be horrendous.

Then I jumped as Bo touched my arm and sat beside me. ‘Are you OK? Penny for your thoughts.’ I was speechless. What a beautiful face. And those eyes. Mmm. ‘Come on snap out of it girl. Are you dreaming of some boy or something. You seem to be in a revery.’

‘Oh it’s nothing. Sorry Bo. No it’s not some boy. I’ve not gone that far have I? I was just thinking of the game today and hoping that you and Alex were now OK. What else could I say? I couldn’t say that she had me completely helpless and that I’d been paralised for a few moments.’

‘Rob, or do you prefer Bo now? I hope you don’t feel awkward. I think you look pretty neat and I’ve got to admit I’ve often wondered what you’d look like as a girl when I’ve seen you before. You look a lot like your sister in the face. You have very soft features for a guy and if you don’t mind me saying it’s hard to imagine you as a guy when I see you like this. How cute it must be to be able to switch. I often wondered what it would be like to be one of the guys for a day.’

‘Bo don’t be silly. You’d never convince anybody. Besides you are every mans dream.’

‘Well Robbie-Bo I think somebody got the mix a bit wrong with me. But whilst it has a certain appeal they do have a pretty boring time compared to us girls. Tell me what you think right now as one of the girls? What’s it like to see life from the other side of the fence?’

‘In truth it’s strange. I have the same feelings but I quite like the fun and the rapport. I never felt comfortable in a gang of guys. I was always somehow inferior and inadequate.’

‘Does that mean you are more confident as Bo then? You certainly look better and Rachel seems to have accepted this side of you very easily.’

‘Yes but I know she has wanted me to dress like this because even when we were young she was always pushing me to join her dress up games. Somehow this just happened today and here I am. I don’t know how to get out of the situation so I thought I might as well just join in for the crack. I’ve not ever had the chance to be included in a gang. I don’t like to be a loner but I’ve never been accepted. I guess I’m too boring.

‘Well stick with us and I promise you’ll make up for lost time. The game only lasts 80 minutes on a Saturday but the fun lasts 8 hours at least. Sometimes it’s longer if we have an overnighter. Relax because Alex and I and I’ll make sure you don’t get into any difficult situations. Let’s have a fun night and maybe you can stay over at my place later and that can be your initiation ceremony. Will mummy let you?’

‘Of course she will I’m a grown up.’

Bo started laughing because I was so sensitive and I’d fallen for her little joke.

‘OK if it’s OK but I’m not sure what I’ll look like after I’ve been drinking with you lot. I’ll probably be pretty rough in the morning because I’m not a big drinker.’

‘Come on you can always try the hair of the dog.’

‘But surely you can’t be allowed to drink and play in a team like this?’

‘I know we shouldn’t but sometimes it’s the only way to get my head straight. I need a good bash to let my inhibitions go but as you saw today sometimes I do go too far. But someday I’ll quieten down. I guess I need a serious relationship with someone who can accept me warts and all.’

I switched the subject. Who’s staying over.

‘There’s only Alex and I unless Rach or Jolie decide to crash out.

‘Well I suppose I would like to have some fun. Thanks. Maybe if Rach stays I can stay too.’

It wasn’t long before we arrived in Leeds and the City Square was much busier than I expected. We decided to stick together and in case anyone got lost we’d meet at the drop off place at 2am. That meant it was going to be a long night.

We went into a couple of bars close to the Square that were full so nowhere for a gang our size to get comfortable. So we split up into groups and I was with Kaz, Rach, Jolie, Alex and Bo. Lucky me to be surrounded by such beauty. But then on the other hand I was likely to stand out more than if I’d been with the others who were a bit more on the plain or robust side. But it made me more determined to blend in so I tried to act as demurely as I could like the awkward ugly duckling going through a change and not so sure of herself. I guess they all tried to help me and they teased me a bit if I let my voice slip or if I didn’t walk or sit or stand properly.

I suppose the drinks were having an effect after an hour or so because I noticed that the teasing stopped and I was pushed to the front to take my turn to pay rather than being allowed to give money to Rach. I felt like I was on stage under the lights of the bar and touched my cheeks to reassure myself that there was no sign of stubble. I looked at the mirror across the bar and I did seem to look OK. I looked at my hands as I handed the money to the young guy. He was looking into my eyes and making some comment but all I could do was inspect for manly fingers and hairs on the back of my hand. Phew they were passable. So I finally caught the back end of what he was saying. He was trying to offer us discount tickets to a dance/music bar that was 5 minutes away.

I felt uncomfortable to find myself in the spotlight like this so I excused myself and decided to pop outside for some fresh air where I could get away from the noise and think. It was busier than I expected so nobody seemed to take too much notice of me as drinks just seemed to be consumed at an extraordinary rate. I was feeling a little bit drunk already because of the extra shots we’d been given by friendly barmen and I was concerned incase our drinks were being spiked. Bo came to find me and put her arm around my waist asking if I was OK. She said I couldn’t keep up the pace and not to worry since these bars were well controlled. I took some deep breaths and smiled. She took my hand and walked me back inside.

It seemed louder than ever and as I looked across the bar I saw that Alex was standing on the stage singing at the top her voice and trying to get the rest of us to join her. We had no choice and when she finished I was dragged up together with the others because they wanted to sing ‘Girls Just Wanna Have Fun.’ I pretended I knew the words and tried to follow the actions. There was no hiding now so I just shrugged my shoulders and tried to hide at the back. God I didn’t know if I could keep this up all night or not. I’d never done anything like it before but I had to admit it was fun and as I relaxed I started to enjoy myself.

We got a big round of applause as we left the stage as well as a free round of drinks. Rach was laughing her socks off by now and said she wanted some photos. I tried to resist but what was the point it was impossible. I’d never live this down now. Oh what the heck I decided to play along and we went back up to sing.

As the evening wore on we got louder and louder and I managed to find a drink that was easier to swallow. I tried to put lots of lemonade in white wine. But my head was spinning a bit as we headed home.

Bo and Rach linked arms with me so I could walk straight and I don’t remember anything much after Bo unlocked her front door. Everything was spinning and then all I wanted to do was sleep.

To be continued…..

One of the Girls - Chapter 7
By Julie D Cole


Bo and Rach linked arms with me so I could walk straight and I don’t remember anything much after Bo unlocked her front door. Everything was spinning and then all I wanted to do was sleep.

We made it to the bathroom where I spent 15 minutes trying to remove as much alchohol from my stomach as I could. When I looked up the ceiling was spinning and so I sat on the toilet seat with my head in my hands. What a crazy bunch. How did I come to get involved with them?

Alex came knocking on the door and I unlocked it to let her in. She crouched and peed with no inhibitions whatsoever. Not that it mattered really since I couldn’t focus and she was spinning with the rest of the room. Somehow she seemed sober but she’d drunk much more than me as far as I could recollect. Rach and Bo appeared and then the three of them insisted I take a shower or a hot bath to clean myself up and to try to bring me round.

I opted for the bath and tried to get them to leave me to it but they wouldn’t. They stripped me down to the panties I’d inherited and to save embarrassment I stepped into the bath still wearing them. I was on the point of not caring. I remember that Bo made some comments about how slim I was and that she was sad to see that I’d lost my boobies. I held them as if someone had stolen them and they laughed at me.

The water was nice and I sank as low in the water as I could and lay back with my head on a nice soft pillow. It felt nice and it smelled good too with the scented bath oil or soap they’d put in.

This was becoming a corridor now as first Rach and then Bo relieved themselves. Bo made some comment about it being OK since I’d been adopted and I managed a smile. It felt nice and gradually the room stopped spinning. I guess I fell to sleep for a while because the water was getting cold when I realized Bo was shaking me and telling me that Rach and Alex had crashed out in the spare room. She offered me the couch or a comfy bed and produced a towel and some dry panties and a dressing gown. She helped me to my feet and wrapped the towel around me. I’d removed most of the make-up by submerging under the water but I had sooty black eyes where the mascara had run that marked the nice white towel. I was apologetic but what else could I do but use the towel I expected that had just washed away. Damn lipstick marks too. I’d have to replace the towel.

‘Well what’s it to be Little Bo? Hard sofa or nice soft bed?’

‘The bed sounds nice but what about you. It isn’t fair for you to take the sofa.’

‘Let’s get you tucked in and never mind about that. What do you prefer? Panties, in the raw or to borrow a pair of my pyjamas? I don’t suppose you are into nighties yet are you?’

I opted for the panties and snuggled deep into the soft sheets pulling up the duvet to cover my head as Bo turned out the light. This was wonderful. I ached a bit from the hockey game and thankfully I was feeling a little less drunk.

I was just dozing as Bo reappeared in the doorway and the light of the hallway showed that she too was only wearing panties. Wow she looked fantastic. So tall and firm with everything seemingly in ideal proportion. How can a woman be so slim yet have such full breasts? I closed my eyes. Come on Robbie boy it’s not your birthday is it?

Bo had brought me a large glass of water that she insisted I drank to reduce the hangover effect. Somehow I got it all down and Bo sat on the bed beside me. I couldn’t take my eyes off her and she just smiled showing the most wonderful dimples in her cheeks and the glint in her eye certainly wasn’t due to the Vodka shots that she’d been drinking. I wished I could look so good. What was I saying?

Bo asked if I felt better and nodded. I looked at the clock as she turned off the light and it was 3am. I thanked her and whispered goodnight as the door closed. Oh Bo what a dream girl you are. Have I died and gone to heaven? What a great day. How kind that she’d given up her bed for me. Mmmmm. The bed was much more comfortable than my own. Mmmmm no work tomorrow. Oh my legs ache. What a nice aching feeling though. I should play a sport like this rather than be a couch potato. MMMMMM. This life they lead is pretty good. Maybe I should have worn the pyjamas but still it wasn’t so bad. MMMMM I had a great day. MMMMM it’s nice and warm in here. Poor Bo. I wonder if rach and Alex are snuggled up together and fast asleep by now. I should swop with Bo. Poor Bo. MMMMM but it’s nice here. MMMMM.

I must have slept well because it was daylight when I opened one eye. It was so warm and nice but I needed the bathroom. As I pulled back the duvet an arm pulled me back . wow it was Bo. She must have decided she wanted her bed afterall. Wow I had no panties on. I was naked from the toes up.

‘Mmm Little Bo come back. Come on it’s cold.’

‘Err I need a pee. What happened I have no panties on. Oh my nipples are sore. Oh I ache wher I was hit by a hockey stick. What am I talking about I never got hit down there.’

I rushed to the bathroom picking up the dressing gown to hide my embarrassment that was obviously up before me on a morning. I couldn’t remember anything as I relieved myself. Oh that feels good. Then I looked in the mirror. That’s not me surely. I looked just like early morning Rach. What’s happened to me. Wow did I just leave Bo in my bed? I am in heaven. I’ll have to go back and check as soon as I return to normal. Mmm not so big as the guys I’ve seen at the gym but still that’s what I got when the cards were dealt. I wondered what had happened to the panties that Bo gave me. I was sure she had done and that I hadn’t been that drunk.

I unlocked the door and crept back to the bedroom so not to wake anybody. It was 7-30 ish I guessed looking at the daylight outside. Too early for Rach for sure.

I opened the door and peeked in. Should I go sleep on the sofa or get back into bed for a while to recover. It was certainly comfortable but Bo was in there. Mmm no sign of movement so I decided that was the better option.

I was as quiet as possible and spotted the panties at the side of the bed hanging over the lamp. So I was right. I put them back on and slipped off the gown and snuggled back under the bed sheets trying not to disturb Bo.

‘brrr your cold hon where have you been?’

‘sorry I had to go to the bathroom. Do you want me to sleep on the sofa so you can enjoy your own bed?

‘Not at all. Come back here will you we never finished what we started. You said you wanted a turn remember?’

One of the Girls - Chapter 8
By Julie D Cole

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Short chapter to see if the way the story is going is still OK.

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OMG I remembered and realized that I must have drunk a lot more than I thought. Bo had woken me up by putting her cold feet on me. Why do women always have cold feet?

“Oh Little Bo your feet are freezing with that bathroom floor. Some room to talk about me last night. Let me get you warm again.”

Well if this experience was having an effect on me it had obviously started at my toes and not higher up because there was still some life in it and Bo decide it was a good place to warm her hands before she fondled my chest. They were still sore so I don’t know what had happened.

“ Do you like to be Little Bo? Or maybe you prefer should be Robbie or better still how about Bobbie or I know Bobbie Girl.”

“Whatever. I can answer to any name you wish to give me as long as you help me get home. I don’t have any clothes except what I was out in last night. Mom’s going to kill me. I can’t remember a thing since we left the bar last night. I don’t know where we are and I’ve no money or anything. Here I am naked with no clothes on. In bed with you who I never really met till yesterday. What a day it was and now my head hurts. It seems like we must have made out together last night. Did we?’
‘No not exactly. Well not exactly as you might be thinking but you did get in on some action and that’s why I ended up here in bed with you. Can’t you remember?’

‘What? I can’t remember a thing.’

‘What if I reminded you that you came back into the lounge and Rach and I were having some fun and you got angry?’

‘What sort of fun? I can’t remember anything.’

‘It was girl fun and you got jealous because Rach and I were making out. In fact you upset Rach and you shouted at her.’

‘I never.’

‘OK you never.’

‘Look Bo I never fall out with Rach and I wouldn’t upset her and if she was kissing and playing around with you then that’s her business and yours too.’

‘Easy to say but you didn’t like what you saw last night and it was obvious that it turned you on and you wanted to be in on it. I could tell immediately by your reaction.’

‘But I err wouldn’t get turned on by you and Rach hitting it off.’

‘ No? But you were standing there for a while before we saw you and you were sure ready for some fun when I came on to you. I didn’t have to strip you naked you played like a stripper to attract me and tossed your panties in the air. You were begging for it.’

‘Begging for what?’

‘Well you wanted me to make love to you as a woman so you could finish the day off properly. Don’t you remember coaxing me into bed and asking me to kiss your body and bite your titties? Don’t you remember any of this?’

‘No I don’t believe it. Honest I can’t remember any of this. Are you sure it was me? ‘

‘HaHa. Come on Bobbie Girl who else is here? Do you have a problem with it?’

‘Well it’s not like I ever had feelings like that so it’s hard to believe. I must have been drugged or hypnotized or something.’

‘Calm down and go with the flow. Rach is here remember and we won’t abandon you. Come to think of it we might dress you in bra and panties though and toss you out in the street to find your way home. That would be cool.’

Bo was laughing and I realized I was being stupid. Rach was still in the other bedroom I assumed. Well I hoped she was talking to me this morning if I’d upset her.

‘Come on Bobbie girl just chill out and drink some more water. Let the headache go and I’ll help you if you like by massaging your neck again. It worked last night. Are you a bit sore this morning? Did you check for teeth marks on your titties?’

I immediately cupped my chest. Oh they were sore and very sensitive this morning. My nipples were aroused and had been since I woke up. They were sore but it was a nice sort of sore.’

‘Let me touch them and put some of my body cream on them for you BG. I think you like my massage techniques.’

Next thing the duvet was pulled back and Bo was sitting astride me with a tube of moisturizing cream gently attending to my chest. Her bust was something else and I couldn’t take my eyes of it. ‘You like them BG? Would you like some like this? Last night you said you wished you were a girl full time since you’d enjoyed yourself so much.’

‘I never said that surely. You’re joshing me Bo. I didn’t say it. Did I?’

‘Would I make it up? Of course you said it and you meant it. Then you wanted me to make love to you like I do with Rach to know what it feels like. Why do girls have all the fun is what I recall you said as we made love together?’

‘Did we do it?’

‘What? Did we do what?’

‘Did we do the full sex thing since I can’t remember and I never did it before?’

‘BG of course you didn’t get your way with me as a man. We made love as two women and you don’t need to have any penetration to make love as you found out last night.’

‘But Bo I’m a guy and that’s what guys do.’

Bo fell off me laughing so much that she couldn’t get her breath. Finally in between the giggles she said ‘Girls are guys too these days. You could be a guy like us without much effort or much coaching from me. You’re a natural.’

'One of the Girls'-Chapter 9
by Julie D Cole

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I was starting to come around a bit by now. Either the water was working or it was the massage treatment from Bo who had now turned me over and moved to my neck. Her thumbs found some tight muscle that she was working on and it was so nice. I was loving it and I wanted her to carry on even though it was getting dangerous because I could feel her intimate area as she positioned herself properly on my lower back. It was as if she was settling into a saddle.
She stopped and then just pushed her fingers gently down my spine pushing the pent up stresses down my back and dispersing them somehow into my sides. She pushed her knees into my trunk and raised herself and then sat back down as if needed to demonstrate that she was turned on and wanted me to know how much. It certainly was the strangest experience I’d ever had, not that I could write about many, if any at all of significance. I wasn’t sure that this was something that girls did or not and for sure none of the guys I know ever bragged about a girl sitting on them and working themselves up.
‘You have a great butt Bobbie Girl. My little pony so nice and firm and such a well-rounded butt and short pony legs so strong but slender. Great assets for a hockey player so I hope you’re playing again next week. A bit more practice together and I reckon we’d be unbeatable. Can we tempt you back? Did you enjoy yourself yesterday?

‘Aghh Bo. please be careful with your nails. OK I’ll play if it’s not going to get you guys in troble but I’m not sure that it’s fair. A guy in a girls team?’

‘Come on Bobbie Girl you are built more like a girl and aren’t exactly any stronger than most of us so what’s unfair about that?’

I guess she had a point because I wasn’t likely to make any all-male teams at sport but it was chance to play and it did seem like the terms were equal. Bo was moving around and if I was a pony then by now I’d be ready to gallop. She shifted her hands from the spine of my back up to my neck again and pressed hard and for some reason it didn’t hurt so much as the first time. She bent over me until I could feel her breasts on my back and she started to kiss my ear. Then my neck and then the other ear all the time moving her position slightly in the saddle so to speak.

‘Ow.’ She bit my right ear lobe and then the other one. Even though I had a headache I didn’t want her to stop. Nothing much happened for me through this experience but Bo was clearly riding me like a pony jumping fences. Eventually she must have reached her ‘Bechers Brook’ so to speak because she let out the largest scream and pulled on my hair to hold on. [ Bechers Brook is the biggest hurdle fence in the UK Grand National horse race and hardly possible for a pony to jump even with a jockette like Bo]

Wow I didn’t realise it was possible for a girl to have sex in the saddle and as she fell off I turned over to look at her. She laid back in a star kicking off the duvet so nothing was left to the imagination.

Better I don’t write about the state of my back but for sure it was a hell of a hangover treatment.

Bo opened one eye and was smiling. “Are you OK I’m sorry about the scream but I daren’t let go last night and even now I’m sure next door are wondering what happened. They know what I’m like but they don’t really know what I like.’

‘I’m not sure either since I didn’t have much of a part to play.’

‘Oh yes you did hon. You were pushing back on me and flying over every fence as if you were a champion hurdler.’

‘No I was not. I didn’t have any choice but I must admit I was happy that you enjoyed your morning exercise. ‘

‘Sure did and I’m always happy to take you out again and to try something different. Would you like to?’

‘I guess it’s OK if you liked it. But I thought you preferred girls.’

‘Maybe but then you came along and I guess I was attracted straight away. You are a bit on the feminine side and you’ve easily convinced everybody. Do you want to take a shower together or maybe I fill the bathtub, what do you think?’

‘Bo with Rach in the next room a shower might be safer. Don’t you think?’

‘OK with me. Let’s do it. I’ll get your gown and some fresh underwear if you like. Would you mind if I just fem you up a bit more and maybe we can enjoy the rest of the day together or go out and meet some of the girls. I’m sure Rach will be up for it. That way we can blow the cobwebs right away.’

‘OK but don’t go mad on me. It’s work tomorrow.’

‘Yeh, Yeh OK. I know you can’t be seen as a girly boy at work can you? At least do it for me today and we can take it from there.’

The shower was an experience in itself. I felt like I had a 38 inch bust by the time Bo had finished with the soap and she put some highlighter in my hair and shaved the hair from under my arms and the few on my chest. My legs were OK and had passed in the hockey skirt but maybe for the next match I should shave them and be sure. Bo asked me to trim my bush a bit so I was left with her lady trim razor and I did my best whilst avoiding any accidents or nicking myself.

I was given the OK and by now it seemed natural for us both to be naked together.

Bo produced the underwear as promised but I tried to resist the bra until she made it clear that was my duty if I was to be one of the girls again. I had to have a bust and let her choose the size which meant a bit more buxom than the day before to fill out one of her bras. Wow it sure felt nice as I pulled on a T shirt and they did look kind of natural. Somehow I squeezed into a pair of her straight leg jeans that Bo felt fitted me great around the butt. She gave me a pair of tan Ugg boots that were comfortable and easier than heeled boots that were the second option. I doubted I could last all day in heeled boots.

I tried my hair and then Bo touched it up using her curling tongs to give it some volume. Mmm no make up but it was true that I had a feminine look if I wanted to display it.

We heard movement and soon all four of us were sitting around the breakfast bar drinking coffee. Rach was talking to me I’m glad to say and apart from a few nudge,nudge, wink, winks, nothing was said about the night before.[refer to Monty Python for nudge,nudge,wink,wink]. I seemed to be accepted dressed like this and it was if it was my normal style. At least I’d thought I might get a few comments. It was a nice feeling to be welcome into their world.

Rach insisted I wear a little make up and carry a bag again and after my night out in Leeds I didn’t worry too much. I knew I could pass in the dark and I knew I’d done OK on the hockey field but now I was out in broad daylight and I was a bit concerned in case we bumped into anyone from work or indeed any of my mates who are shoppers.
We strolled leisurely since we had no fixed agenda and after half an hour we met three others from the team in a Sports Bar where we drank cokes to recover and shared a giant portion of Nachos and dips. With fries on the side of course. Much of the talk was around the game the day before and the effect that I’d had as a replacement for Bo. A few skits about me playing like Bo and now looking like Bo. Same size chest and great legs. Quite a complement to look like the girl I’d dreamt about and now we’d done it together even if I didn’t know what it was.

I did find out that a couple of ‘shots’ had been added to my drinks so that I’d relax but the night with Bo was still a complete mystery. I’m not sure what the alcohol content was but fairly certain it was as strong as I’d ever experienced before. How come I hadn’t noticed?

Bo was hanging onto my arm as we left the sports bar and I was laughing with her when suddenly three guys from the office were approaching us. Bo sensed something was wrong as we passed them I was ready to die. She gave me a quick dig and said to walk properly and look straight past them. I fixed on a point and must have looked a right zombie but they were too busy pushing and shoving each other to notice us.

‘See you are OK. If they didn’t notice then what’s to worry about. Just relax and lets have fun together. I need to buy some make up and we will meet the others for coffee in Harvey Nics about 3pm. OK?’

‘OK.’

We went into ‘House of Fraser’ where I’d bought Christmas and birthday gifts before but never hung around much. I always took the advice of the assistant and it seemed to work. This time I was supposed to help and comment on the choice of lipsticks and brand of eye shadow and I never saw so many variations of eye liner. Bo knew two or three of the assistants and introduced me as Bobbie. She said it was short for Roberta.

All OK except I had to strongly resist sitting in a chair for Bos friend to glam me up a bit. Bo said she’d do it later when we got home and I suspected that she meant it.

Mum called my mobile and so I had to find a quiet corner to talk so my deeper voice wasn’t a shock to anybody. I said we’d be home late and not to wait up. At least I could get in without risk of her seeing me dressed as One of the Girls.

To be continued.

One of the Girls - Chapter 10
By Julie D Cole


Whilst I was chatting to mum Bo had been selecting an array of cosmetics that she got at discount price. She jokingly said she would send me the bill later. She had quite a stack in the free bag she’d been given that she handed to me to carry. It was a bit obvious to passers bye and I felt she did it on purpose to emasculate me. Still better than castration at this stage of my relatively early life. The thought made me shudder for a moment but then again this morning wasn’t so bad so something inside me accepted the situation.

Her friends on the make-up counter were looking at me as if Bo might have told them something and I expected they knew her preferences anyway since they seemed close. I never realised before how close the relationships are between girls as against us guys. I never had any crush on my mates. Well not as I can recall anyway.

Perhaps they saw me as a girlfriend rather than an acquaintance but that made me a bit nervous. I hoped she hadn’t told them about her bareback ride. The memory was nice but I didn’t want to be the subject of ridicule or even any discussion about the merits over riding side saddle. Anyway I wasn’t exactly embarrassed about it since it was my first venture into the more intimate side of life.

It made me feel kinda nice that I might be mistaken for a girlfriend who’d succumbed rather than a boyfriend who’d been lucky. Maybe there was more to be had out of this friendship if I played my cards right. What if I did play along as Bobbie girl? The exercise will surely do me good.

I looked at my watch. Oh my God I should hide it since it’s a man’s watch. Stupid Boy, I should have put it in my bag.

This was getting ridiculous. I didn’t want to hang around to be scrutinised or even undressed by inquisitive eyes of Bo’s friends who might prefer the girl they saw so I tugged on Bo’s arm until she got the message. I wasn’t sure at this stage if I should feel guilty about the nice experience I was having or if I should be feeling regret at being persuaded to carry on the show from yesterday. Part of me was enjoying the experience but in truth I was feeling like a fish out of water.

It was seemingly awkward now to be classed as one of these girls rather than fun I’d had yesterday when playing hockey alongside them. But it was such a nice feeling at the same time. On reflection I guess I didn’t make a bad looking girl and at least nobody was laughing at me. What the heck? I decided to go with the flow and just watch out for people I knew and the main thing was not do anything to attract attention.

The trouble with not attracting attention is that often this means you attract even more attention. Especially when your sister shouts your name out in the street as Rach then did and waves to get your attention when you are trying to look the other way. A woman tapped me on the shoulder and said someone was waving to me. So as much as I had tried the chameleon approach I thought I might as well have been standing naked on a drum after I saw the amount of attention she attracted.

It was nice to be outside into the sunshine and the street was filled with shoppers. At least there was no traffic since this part of Leeds had been pedestrianized several years ago. The downside was that this meant there were street vendors and even buskers dotted around all over the place. It was just a normal weekend yet it was noisy and I never saw so many vendors selling silk scarves and i-phone covers. There must be a world shortage.

After the usual girly hugs and kisses Rach told us to follow her as she pushed her way through the crowd towards a coffee shop. Apparently we had no choice in the matter since she’d been talking to some guys who were related to one of ‘our’ friends and they wanted to buy us some cakes and coffee even though none of us were hungry. With reluctance we agreed but I was shocked as we approached the coffee shop since it was the 3 guys from work that Bo and I passed earlier.

I had tried my best to say no but Rach was tugging me and Bo wasn’t pulling me back as I’d hoped. I would have happily been the rope in a tug of war as long as Bo was stronger but it wasn’t to be. Oh my God I was sure one of them had clocked me as they stepped forward. He was staring at me as if he knew me and whilst I didn’t know his name I’d passed him a lot of times in the corridor. He was in the HR department and a bit younger than me so I hoped he was as nervous as I was and that he’d keep his distance. Bo didn’t look too happy about the way he was ogling me and stepped between us so he had to reach around her to shake hands. His name was Tom. God how had I fallen for this malarkeys. Beam me up somebody please before I am dead meat.

So for Rachel’s sake we went into the coffee shop where Tom’s mates had already commandeered the sofas and two big leather chairs. Not exactly like in Friends but then this was reality rather than make believe. Who can walk into a coffee shop like The Central Perk and get the best seats in the house without some sort of wrestling match. I couldn’t see anybody except Joey having the capability to push others aside. Well maybe Phoebe would. I always liked hers and Rachel’s characters but never expected to enjoy the chance. I sat on one end of the sofa and Bo was quick to jump alongside before Tom did. So he sat on the arm that made her growl a bit. She elbowed me in the ribs and said quite loudly ‘Watch him or he’ll be trying to get into your knickers.’ He blushed and looked away.

Things settled down a bit after that and Tom moved to a chair. But then I had to take care how I was sitting since his eyes seemed to be fixed at some point on my anatomy that I didn’t want him to inspect too closely. I tried to speak in a quiet voice and behave as naturally as possible but it was really difficult. When I wanted the bathroom Bo stuck closely to me and I had to check to see that she wasn’t inside the cubicle before I took a leek. It seemed strange trying to relieve myself in a standing position so I turned and sat down. I started smiling to myself because I was pretty sure now that Bo was into me if you know what I mean. Pity I had to be her Bobbie Girl to turn her on but I wasn’t complaining and if anything I was itching for the chance of another session together in case it was real and not just a dream.

We tidied up together and she reached across and planted a kiss squarely on my lips. “there just in case you think of responding to that shaggy dog Tom. It looks like he thinks you are fair game and a bitch in season so keep your distance.’

I took Bo’s advice and when we re-joined the group I made an excuse that it was time to go get my things from Bo’s apartment since I needed to go home to change to meet my boyfriend.

‘What did you say that for?’ It was all I could think of to try to put him off but anyway it worked and Bo and I excused us. We were laughing as we walked down The Headrow towards the bus station. We had to make it look like we were catching a bus before we doubled back.

“Bobbie Girl, you are getting right into full stride now. I think you quite like this girl side of you. How about we pop back to my place in a taxi and relax a bit. Maybe we could try some of the make-up before you have to go home and then you’ll have time to wash it all off if that’s what you want.’

‘Bo I would like that but do you think Tom has realised who I am. I’m worried now in case he says something at work tomorrow or comes looking for me.’

Bobbie I think he could only see a girl and if he was viewing you as anything else then why the large bulge in his trousers?’

‘What do you mean? What bulge?’

‘Come on Bobbie he was as stiff as a poker and embarrassed as hell about it. If I’d have worn my big hooped earrings today I’d have shown you and won a prize.’

One of the Girls — Chapter 11
By
Julie D Cole.

I don’t know what the taxi driver made of us since we hardly stopped giggling and laughing all the way back to Bo’s place. Most of the time it was because Bo was tickling me and I always was helpless if someone pressed their fingers to my waist both sides. Well either side in fact. She also found out by whispering in my ear that if she blew softly I would shiver all over.

In between all this I got a text from Rach that I tried to read. She said she’d meet me around 8pm and hoped to pick me up by car so we could go home together. She was heading off somewhere with Tom and the others and she tagged to say it was to give Bo and I some time together. Oh yeah little sister, you’d better not drop me in it with Tom whilst misbehaving! Not that I thought she would let anybody take advantage and relief to say she can handle herself and wasn’t alone.

I was a bit nervous as we entered Bo’s place. It was like I wasn’t myself. I was feeling strange. Part of me was Robbie anticipating the chance to fill my boots but the realistic side of me was telling me that it was Bo who was wearing them and I’d not be filling anything, How to respond if she came on to me. Should I take the lead this time? What was the attraction? Did she see me as Robbie or Bobbie? If I was to be Bobbie I needed to freshen up. If I was to be Robbie I needed to get rid of the make-up and take the initiative.

I never got chance since as soon as she locked the door she pushed me back against the wall and pinned me there. I couldn’t have moved if I wanted to. I didn’t care if she saw me more as Bobbie and I was hers if that was what she wanted. Not only did she know how to kiss but her tongue was exploring my mouth and I felt she knew the size and position of every filling and made love to my tonsils along the way.

She pushed my knees apart and pressed her tummy against me. I had nowhere to go except against the wall so I pushed back. She started to undress me and so I thought ‘what the hell ‘ and tried to reciprocate.

By the time we made it to her bedroom we were naked and for the first time in my life I realised that my boy bits were not just decoration. I couldn’t believe these belonged to me and I wanted Bo to touch it and not only that but I wanted her to kiss it.

‘oh Bobbie, what a big thing you have there.’

Then she started to kiss my nipples and pushed me back onto the bed before sitting astride me. ‘Bobbie let me make love to you.’

Whilst I had the equipment she was in control of it. I never had a chance.She seemed to take a tight hold of it yet her hands were caressing my body. She had muscles at the top of her legs that appeared from nowhere so now iIt was hers as far as she was concerned. I still had the feeling but nevertheless it was just like it had been disconnected from my body. Had it gone inside her or not?

She seemed to take complete control and it felt like she was penetrating me so I can’t have entered her. She still held me firmly and now she seemed to be so excited and shook her head and let out some screams. My god if that had been this morning with the others around. Nothing came for me but the feeling was wonderful. It was quite the most fantastic experience so I didn’t want her to stop. I searched for her tongue and she pushed hard to my throat. I was being done mouth to mouth and bush to bush.

After what seemed forever s finally stopped and fell backwards onto the bed and turned onto her side pulling the sheets over her shoulders. She let out a cry. I had just been shagged by the most beautiful woman I’d ever met and I think I liked it. I think I really really liked it.

She turned to me and smiled pushing back my hair over my ears. ‘Just let me rest and then I’ll finish what we started. That was pretty good wasn’t it?’

‘It was fabulous. Where did you learn to do that. It was great. Did we just make love?’

‘Not yet but all in good time. This is girly fun and we just shagged for a bit. Was that your first time?’

‘It’s all my first time. This is like something else.’

She held my hand and took it to her nipple. Wow it was almost as big as I’d been. Well a bit of exaggeration I know but how else to explain? She moved my hand to her bush. It was warm and it felt different to my hair. Soft and like silk not course and strong.

‘She cupped my hand and let me feel how excited she’d been. I felt how different she was to me and she pushed forward. We closed our eyes and I reflected on this wonderful experience. ‘Can it ever be better than this?’