Autobiographical

Evanescence 7

Athena-

It took hours of investigating the crime scene and the “Cult” site. The guys aren’t too bad but the local cops are more blasé about the whole thing. Miami…One of the worst cities for murder than any other in the United States.

I go through the motions as I seem to be stringing together mumbo-jumbo from a lot of occult sources. Most humans won’t know the difference in what I’m talking about. The one’s that do. Are players either on one side or the other.

Snakes and Ladders-2

Snakes and Ladders: Chapter 2

Chapter 2

I lower the girl onto the bed I had been sleeping in. I’m not as strong as I was. It’s not that I care but I’m not used to the differences yet. Huge differences. Two of my new huge differences pull my off balance and tumble me onto the bed too. I roll over panting. She’s heavier than I thought. I’m exhausted, and I just got up? I’m shaky I realize.

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Chapter 17

I’m so happy the rest of the day. Actually blissed out is the right term probably. I’m sure I looked at our/my/our wedding license of 20 or 30 times. I’m sure I was driving everyone nuts too.

I did get the two pans of my cinnamon rolls out and iced for daddy to take with him. “One pan’s for Angie and Hunter and the others for the nurses in the ER who saved my life.” I know, I’ll have to make more because there’s the people in ICU who kept me alive and cared for in my eight day nap and there’s the Oncology dept. that’s helping Taylor and me.

Evanescence 5

Evanescence 5.

Part 5

“OMGdss! Shit!, shit, shit, shit!” I repeat over and over as I rush through the trailer hopping into a colder than I like shower and get f-ing shampoo in my eyes and then drying off and running into my room and start to delve through my meager closet.

Of COURSE, SHE is there and with every choice I make she’s going.
“Nope, I don’t think so, too flirty, too dowdy, too butch….”

She is having waaay too much FUN with this.

Bridges 5

Bridges: Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Cass-

I sit in my truck looking at the pictures with the tire tracks and the casts the guys had done. I got the report on the tires and everything last night. It’s one of the few things that wasn’t hard. I scanned the photo into the computer and sent it to several service providers that contract out for us. I knew the truck was olive green from paint rub away from the flower boxes they smashed at Sam Chase’s.

Evanescence 4

Evanescence 4.

Part 4

Shaun looks over at me and then up my body then down my body in a definitely checking me out way. Then an !?!? look comes acrossed his face. “Raine?”

“Hiya Shaun.”

“Oh, oh, oh, holy shit dude, I like heard you were like nuts or something trying to kill yourself and thinking you were a chick and stuff but…dude!”

Run

Run
by Bailey Summers

It’s a word that resonates with me. I used to run unassisted when I was little. I guess all kids run when they’re young and happy. I can remember I used to. I used to run through the sprinklers on the lawn in the summer. I used to run with my friends in the park playing or around the bases in softball and probably from as early as I can remember up until about when I was eight years old that’s just the way it was. I was just like everyone else.

Evanescence 3

Evanescence 3

Part 3

It’d been three months and I’ve had two more dreams. The first one was me living in Louisiana. It was hot as hell there and I woke effected by the heat, my sheets sweated through and curled into a ball crying my eyes out until my mom can in and tried to calm me down.

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Chapter 14

Everyone left after the movies were done with and it still took an hour of nice tears and hugs and getting thanked for such a wonderful night and exchanges of phone numbers and dishing out left overs.

Billy’s girls name is Dallas as it turns out and she’s another person this turned out to be a first for. “I wanted to thank you guys for inviting me and Billy over here. I’ve never had a meal or a night like this before.”

“Me neither it’s a first for me too.”

“Uhm, thanks for the left overs too. Home made foods a real nice change.”

Jamie Finds Acceptance

Jamie Finds Acceptance

By Patricia Marie Allen

I remember when it started. It was a Saturday in the September of my eighth year. My sister had a nine o'clock dentist appointment and my brother was spending the weekend with friends. I should have been able to sleep in, but Dad got a call from work. He worked in the maintenance department and something had gone wrong with the compressor and it had to be fixed before Monday at six a.m. He woke me at eight and told me that he had to leave and it would be up to me to get the Goodwill bags out on the porch for the Boy Scouts by nine.

Evanescence 2

Evanescence

Part 2

I was sitting in bed in the hospital watching the television. I’m freaked out beyond freaking out. I totaled my car; I went through the windshield and went into a two day coma. Here I met the goddess, oh no I guess not like that but THE Goddess. And she drops the F-bomb on me.

I’m some kind of person that keeps getting reincarnated. That in every life I’ve ever lived I’ve been connected to her and been a woman.

Evanescence 1

Evanescence

Hi my name’s Raine.

I’m transgendered, a boy by an accident of karma. I believe I was a girl, a woman in every single life I lived before this one. I used to just dream about them in these strange dreams that I never really understood when I was younger. It wasn’t until I died but didn’t did things become clear.

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Chapter 13

It felt so good to sleep in. I know we went to bed early last night but it just feels good. I don’t know if it’s that fact I’m in bed with Taylor or it’s our bed and this is home to me, but it feels great. Taylor’s alive because I can hear him snoring a little. I don’t imagine he slept well in the hospital knowing what I know now.

I roll over onto my stomach and a little offside taking the pillow and scrunching it in my arms to push it up enough so I can rest my chin on it as I watch him sleep. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of looking at him.

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Chapter 12

It’s a long night. Taylor’s attack went on and lasted most of the night. He either passed out from the pain of it all or it finally let him go. He slowly began to untense and unwind about 3:40 AM, we’d gone to bed about 10 so that was almost six hours of holding him and being only able to offer him my small comforts as I held him and watched as he went through hell.

I learned a hard lesson tonight. I learned what it’s like to watch somebody you love more than breathing go through something like this and not being able to do anything about it.

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Chapter 10

Tay’s kissing me and I’m just loving it. The smell of him, his taste, that little tickle scratch of his beard as we kiss and he nuzzles me. If you’ve never nuzzled or just gently rubbed faces with your SO I highly recommend it. You mix that along with some slow sweet kisses and it’s simply amazing. Makes you feel all mushy in just the right ways.

Oh…oh…he’s kissing my eyelids. I love the tenderness of that. If you haven’t another must.

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by Bailey Summers

Chapter 9

Everything’s confusing and in a jumble as I feel like I’m moving. There’s people yelling at me again and I feel pinches in places. My chest feels so heavy, it’s hard to breathe. Is someone sitting on my chest? Taylor…?, I hear Taylor? He’s alive?…Yeah, It’s him…I hear him closer now, closer…

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by Bailey Summers

Chapter 8

It’s dark and distant with the smell of blood and gas in my nose and like a far off echo I can hear Taylor screaming at me. I can hear “Jenna!” and “No!”

There’s the feeling of movement.

I see a bright light and there’s voices.

Voices calling out my name. “Jenna?, Jenna?, Jenna can you hear me?”

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by Bailey Summers

Chapter 6

It got really quiet after he was done breaking. I’ve seen guys really badly hurt in my…well Jaimes’s day of playing football and they hadn’t come close to the pain that I saw just pour out of Taylor. He almost cried himself sick. God I had pushed him, and pushed him and I felt like…I feel like such a bitch.

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Images
by Bailey Summers

Chapter 4

Really…

Really…

What can I say to that? Is there anything I can say to that? And really despite everything I’ve been through, I’m still just a kid. I’m barely seventeen years old so what in my life even gets me close to have and answer to this?

“I don’t want you to die either.”

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Images
by Bailey Summers

Chapter 3

It was one of those time moves so slowly moments. Tay had told me he was falling in love with me and honestly I was falling in love with him too. How couldn’t I right? He had been a stand up guy ever since I met him, and when I met him I was so low that I was really considering killing myself.

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Images
by Bailey Summers

Chapter 2

I have no idea how long I slept. I remember Taylor shaking me and it was still dark. He made me sip something with really sweet molasses like flavor and lots of stuff like cinnamon and ginger in it, it made my throat tickle and made my cough a bit.

Images 1

Images
by Bailey Summers

Chapter 1

I wake up coughing and feeling….(oh crap) It takes only moments before I’m on the bathroom floor heaving my insides out. The flu, yeah I think I’ve got the flu. Of course this isn’t helped by the fact that I’ve been recently flooding my body with female hormones. I’m told it balances off, that I’ll get used to it but right now, in combination with the flu I feel really, really bad.

For you – waiting, waiting

Sometimes Lust masquerades as Love
Sometimes Love masquerades as Lust
This is sort of a slice of my life story, something that occurred a couple of weeks ago.


For you — waiting, waiting

By Karen J. Taylor

Copyright 2010

The Point of No Return

Outline: A mainly factual auto-biographical account of my fascination with womens' clothes and crossdressing, and how, what I once thought was a harmless, clandestine kink transformed into a world of intense public humiliation, self humiliation, sexual submission and, ultimately, my irreversible transition to extreme submissive transvestite homosexuality.

The View from Heaven, a Dream

THE VIEW FROM HEAVEN: A DREAM

thanks Angela Rasch for the assistance

One night, as I slept, I began to dream. In my dream, I passed through the clouds to the gates of Heaven. I was met by an angel, who said to me, “Welcome, child of Adam. I am called Brigthtwings. I will be your guide today.”

“Did I die in my sleep, Brightwings? How can I be here?”

The angel said, “No, my friend, you have not died. God has permitted you this dream, so that you may understand his purposes better.”

A Tale of Release - 4

A Tale of Release
By Kerry Brown

A whole week of being Kerry at home, the woman of the household, getting ready for the seminar and coming to grips with little changes that have big impacts if not controlled. But Kerry had a problem with control, she always wanted it her way so just chose to hear different instructions.

As we are liberated
from our own fear,
our presence automatically
liberates others.

--Nelson Mandela
{1994 Inaugural Speech}

A Tale of Release - 3


A Tale of Release



By Kerry Brown

A full day of shopping and being free from the prison cell comes to an end, how will others see Kerry, will parole end as quickly as it started and can Kerry be kept under control? These and more insights into how the one within gets released from Gender Prison.

As we are liberated
from our own fear,
our presence automatically
liberates others.

--Nelson Mandela
{1994 Inaugural Speech}

A Tale of Release - 2


A Tale of Release



By Kerry Brown

After being locked up for an indefinite sentence, parole from Gender Prison can be sweet, especially when two good friends start a trick and they have no idea about the girl within. Can Kerry survive outside and what will it really look like?

As we are liberated
from our own fear,
our presence automatically
liberates others.
--Nelson Mandela
{1994 Inaugural Speech}

A Tale of Release

A Tale of Release
By Kerry Brown

The story you are about to read is partly fact, partly fiction, and partly faith, only the author knows the truth and others can guess. The basic details revolve around my life and the development of the last few years.

As we are liberated
from our own fear,
our presence automatically
liberates others.

--Nelson Mandela
{1994 Inaugural Speech}

My Life Transgendered

Let me begin by saying that this life is not a game. It has nothing to do with sexual orientation or heterosexual crossdressing. It is about finding happiness and peace within myself. I am a woman who was born into the body of a male. I know many people will say that that notion is totally off the wall, but it is true. The majority of the population can look in the mirror and know without a doubt that they are male or female.The underlying myth that prevails is that external sex organs are the only way to tell whether someone is male or female.This assumption is false.

A Wife's Indulgence chapter 7

A Wife's Indulgence chapter 7

by Zoe, a friend of WannabeGinger's


The best day of my life was unfolding. Pausing for breath before still more intense love-making, as we laid back with our Martinis, I, Zoe, considered the future. We, Annie and me, couldn't survive if we were going to fuck like this every day. Moderation in all things! I'd have to create the way towards this being a regular part of our lives. Until then, we should make the most of the uncontrolled lust that had overwhelmed us.

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