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But what could I really do? If I told mum, their relationship would almost surely end. Great for them probably, bad for Laura and Lucas.

If I told dad that I knew and tell him to stop? Maybe he agrees and stops but her relationship with her family almost certainly gets strained beyond repair. He needed to keep seeing her as his little girl and this would ruin that.

"Something on your mind pumpkin?" He asked me.

Doctor Marla Frances didn’t resist any more. All she could do is get by. Her days were spent at the Hospital working 10-hour days beginning at 7:00 AM, 6 days a week, missing breaks and lunches, caring for people who might thank her by her never seeing her again and hopefully not suing her. At the end of the drudgery, she made the short trip home to a solitary and hopefully quiet dinner before the nightly turmoil began.

“Holy hand grenade of Antioch!” Janet gasped. “How did we not see that coming?”

Grace was not the usual Caregiver, and certainly not someone they would choose for their poster girl. She was crude, a brawler and a drinker. In short, she was still the Irish fisherman she had been before the DeCorvin process. But what happens when you run out of chances? What happens when your career turns on your ability to change? Could the brash Irish lass turn away from all she had been to embrace who she had become? Could you find joy in duties you despised? Her future in the company depended on it.

Archimedes Loss
A Care Givers Company Adventure
By

E. E. Nalley

There was mutiny in the air.

Chapter 4

Saturday morning, Henny was beside herself with excitement. I had to get her to slow down, or else she wouldn’t last the morning, let alone the day. We had breakfast in our nighties and gowns and then worked on showers and dressing. I was ready by the time the doorbell went, to find Maria and Penny on the step. From my own experience, I knew Penny couldn’t resist a shopping day.

Ron is a twenty something cross-dresser. As he grew up he witnessed the birth of the Al Gore’s “Information Super Highway”. And was an early participant in such groups as alt.fashion.crossdress and alt.support.crossdress. From the information garnered there, he’s convinced that if he’s ever to have a successful marriage he needs to tell his intended before he proposes. He’s tried three times and each time has resulted in each of them walking, if not running away.

Is there any hope? Can an understanding wife be found?

“Today we have only confirmed her magnetic susceptibility. Next time,
we will begin to call forth her feminine principle, and in the following sessions
we will align that principle with each layer of her magnetic strata.”

Georgia didn’t idly wait for the axe to fall. He had something like a plan.
It wasn’t very detailed or well-thought-out: it basically amounted to running away.
Some versions of his “plan” featured a pair of pants and other male clothes.