Jem…Chapter 75 by Bailey Summers Copyright © 2013 Bailey Summers All Rights Reserved.

Morning slowly drifts into my senses and for a few moments it’s just…I don’t know. You ever wake up amazed? There’s a bit of dawn lightening the windows and my bed is so warm and so snuggley.

Rayne’s there holding me and spooned with me her breasts resting against my back and I can smell her all throughout the bed. It’s a really good smell too with the complex notes of her body mixed in with the hints of her body wash and shampoo and mine. I like the smell shea butter and cocoa butter scents and just those smells of girl and woman.

It smells like home, right here, right now, feels like home.

Mr. Briggs stuck his head into the office and announced, “Beason is comfortable in covering the additional cost of the Hospital Children’s Christmas… …Seemingly they heard both from the E.C.R. Hospital and the Philadelphia newspaper.” They are not sure what happened, but some are calling it the Christmas Miracle at Willow Grove.”

What a good boy…chapter 18

Chapter 18

I slowly wake to this so amazing sensation of having wet lips on my Vee and feel this tongue inside of me as the pleasure pressure builds in me and I have this gentle slow orgasm.

I’m inhaling and my eyes flicker open and I’m laying on top of Gwen mostly my head pillowed on her amazingly firm yet soft sexy breasts. Which means…Sophie’s between my legs making me all squishy gooey with her chocolate lips.

What a good boy…Chapter 17

Chapter 17

The lights are low and the girls are gliding towards me in the most sex way and I have Samantha Fox’s old tune “Touch me.” playing on repeat now. I so want that, so want them to touch me.

We end up standing in front of each other and we start kissing. Me and Gwen then Gwen and Sophie then me and Sophie and it takes only a few seconds of that and I’m reaching out and touching them and they’re touching me and we’re almost shivering at what’s going on.

Okay I know that I am.

Both of their hands are touching me, running over my skin, fingers squeezing over my muscles…I don’t have big muscles but they’re getting…

Gwen smiles. “Oh Tracy, oh shit you’re so cut…so smooth…”

Charlie-16

Chapter 16

I looked it up and there’s not a lot on the internet that I can find about transgendered surfers. Okay well there is and the thing that I’m finding the most is about MTF trans-surfers.

Mind you I mostly tried just the normal web searches and stuff but professionally or even semi-pro I haven’t really seem anyone pop up in my searches.

So I talk it over a bit with Sable and the guys on the basketball team and the coach. It’s the coach that made me make the decision.

Jem…Chapter 68

Chapter 68

We’re sitting and talking with Mr. Walker about the Halloween thing he’s got planned and the food comes but not our order but. “Here are some of the new offerings for the concert night offerings. Honestly the brittle’s gone over so well that I’d like to ask your opinions.”

Sweet Dreams-43

Chapter 43

It’s the first time that I’ve been to a home game and I’ll have to say that it’s exciting. I’d never had pegged myself for a football fan but here I am sitting in the seats set aside for the players family and the players girlfriends.

Despite how I’ll be going to the dance after this well its two hours after this I’m dressed like a fan or my version of a fan.

My new do is messy manageable so it’s under a turned backwards team ball cap and I’m wearing my inserts and a push up bra that gives me some girl bounce for when I’m up and yelling my head off.

I can't believe ... I really gotta stop thinking that. It's happening deal with it girl! I can't believe I just thought that!

So yes here I am in a ladies restroom at a local gas station surrounded by girls, in there uniforms just like I'm wearing, from St Marys Catholic Girls Academy. Well the summer cute uniform. The pink winter one isn't so nice to look at. The girls names I'm not so sure about I caught a Crystal and Sara, not too sure about the rest though.

Jem…Chapter 63

Chapter 63

We settle down and I slip to the kitchen for some bottles of water and cans of apple juice, Dad always has it on hand that or tomato I’m okay with either but orange is my favorite.

I check up on the roast and it’s cooking away nicely everything else can wait…the real trick I’ve always seen on TV for a roast like this is sear it and get a crust onto it and then cook it long and slow so it’s juicy and tender. It’s just starting to change smells from the smoke and meat to roasting smoke kissed meat.

I grin at it. This is my first really big roast just like last time was my first big turkey that I’ve cooked. And there is a really feminine pride at me doing this now that I’m able to recognize it.

I microwave us two bags of popcorn too and head back down to the room and they’re all talking tuning again and playing around with words and riffs. Rayne has out this old toddlers chalk board that Dad had put here for us to use and she’s writing sheet music for the girls to play and try out.

"I can't believe I'm doing this!"

How many 15 year old boys accompany their moms shopping for new bras for him to wear since he is gonna be wearing them for a bit again. Mom is getting a bit too enthusiastic about it though. She is now picking out lacy bra and panty sets.

"Mom"

"Oh just look at this one Belle it will look so cute on you don't you think."

"Mom"

"Oh and this one would look just great under a nice dress and make you feel just sexy.

A story that came out of a caption by Tiffany

Jem…Chapter 59

Chapter 59

I get myself ready with a light shower and just getting into some comfortable underwear and stuff as the girls are getting ready to head over to Dad’s we’re having Sunday dinner there and hopefully it’ll be a weekly thing. Two more mouths to feed too and they’re guys. The roast is big enough as long as I make extras of the other stuff.

Introduction
This is one of five possible continuations of the story Path to the Crossroads. It is necessary to have traveled in the mind on the path to the crossroads before choosing in which direction to continue. May the reader find adventure, pleasure, and maybe even peace of mind, down the path he or she has chosen to travel.

The overgrown garden was almost choked with weeds and grass. The wild cucumber plants looked more like a bush than a few plants. The wild corn did not follow a straight line. Same with the few radishes, lettuce, peas , carrots and other not easily identifiable garden plants.