Ever get tired of the religious right telling you that being a transsexual is a sin, that you are an abomination, that you're going to hell. You know they are wrong, but never knew why or how to explain it. Now, in one post, a christian defense of what God really says about transsexuals.

How strange. I had no desire to dress up in drag today when I saw the dresses. Come to think of it, a few weeks back, I found my stash of jewelry: the peridot flower dangly earrings and matching necklace, the faux ruby earrings and bracelet, my "goth girl" accoutrements. BUT I didn't find the urge to dress.

I felt curious and like a kid poking the bruise to see how much it hurt, I conjured up images of my past...

What a good boy…Chapter 21

Chapter 21

We win the game and it’s really not even close, I mean it’s sort of close we beat them by thirty points but the scores were really, really high on both sides and it was that hard a game that instead of our girls breaking into cheers at the last winning basket…a three pointer long bomb by sexy amazing Sophie that all of them had their arms up in victory but they were sheathed in sweat and they were panting despite the win.

The other girl’s team were even more spent and were bent over panting and some even sat on the floor trying to get their breath.

It was so…I mean all those girls all buff and in great shape and all of them sweaty and shiny and breathing hard.

Say what? It started becoming clear that she thought I was wearing fake breasts or something. I tried telling her they were real, and dragged out the plastic card Chief Watt had given me. But she just wasn't listening.

Finally, after yet another "take them off!" I'd had enough. I reached down and yanked the top off over my head.

"There, I've taken off the only thing I can take off. Or do you want me to take off my shorts too?"

George entered the Nurse's office. "Hello? Sister Catherine sent me..."

"I got a call from the office. But I was expecting George Watson."

"Um. That's me."

"George? That's an unusual name for a girl."

"Uh, I'm not exactly a girl..."

Squires Chapter 17 by Bailey Summers Copyright © 2012 Bailey Summers All rights reserved.

Hi everyone Bailey here. I just want to give a huge thank you and a shout out to Tarzana who co-wrote the letter that’s featured here. It came about from a talk between us and she came up with amazing things. Really she did about three quarters of the work in there so….thanks and enjoy!

It’s Never Too Late To Apologise.

by

Angharad.

Sweet Dreams-48...Tears of My Childhood

Chapter 48

It’s amazing how you can go from fighting off a two hundred pound plus football player and screaming and stuff to being a cold weak wreck. I know it’s the dropping off of the adrenaline and some actual shock.

Alex looks at me when we get to the cars. “You going to be alright?”

“Y..yeah just sort of coming down or up from all of that’s just hitting me.” I’m really glad for his jacket because I’m shivering a little.

“Okay…let’s get you cleaned up and take a breather before going…”

I reach over and take his hand and step up and kiss him. “’Kay…I think I need it.”