Oops!

By Allison M

I peeked round the curtain and watched mum's car pull out of the driveway, I'd managed to convince her that I would be perfectly alright at home for an hour or so; she was only running a few errands after all. And besides, I was 14 now and 'all grown up.'

I closed the door after waving goodbye to Sue and Judy and returned to the dining room where I had been doing my prep. Mummy had laid a cheerful checked cloth on the table so all I had to do was put out place mats and lay out the cutlery. Auntie G kept the "dining-room cutlery"–as she called it–in one of the drawers of the Welsh dresser, so I went straight to it and opened the drawer, and sure enough, there were knives, forks and spoons for all occasions–many of them strange to me–but I was able to select what I thought was needed and laid up two places.

Two former lovers meet on a cold and bittersweet Christmas eve. ­

Inspired by the music, and in memoriam of, Dan Fogelberg.

Lizzie Jane and Jake sat holding hands watching the old clock on the mantel over the fireplace tick toward midnight and the new year -- 1955. Their clock may be off a few minutes, but to them it would be official and they would meet the new year together.
 

I've been thinking of starting a series of single panel comics with this theme for a while now. This is my first in the series and has a Christmas theme. I hope it'll give you a giggle or a smile. Happy holidays, everyone!

{{{warm huggs}}}

Heather Rose :)

An Unusual Chanukah Visitor

by shalimar

Note: The transgender element is from previous stories.

It was the sixth day of Chanukah, the first day of the New Moon and Christmas morning. Maggie woke up first and because it was her third day off from school and the Christmas recess. She was raring to go.

My figure, its shape, was pure Valerie... except for one part, which was embarrassingly evident.
The doctor stood, watching me, and then slowly pulled the mask from her face. "Hello, lover, it seems you're all developed now."
Debbie...

I'm so excited! Saphira kindly offered to translate my story, Shoes, to German! It's now posted on the German TG fiction website, Tor der Trá¤ume, which translates to something like Gate of the Dreams. The translated story can be found there under the name Schuhe, as well as below.

Schuhe
Copyright 2007 by Heather Rose Brown
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Synopsis: Jamie deals with the aftermath of his movie-date with Megan and breaks the news about his pantyhose to his friends.

Chapter 12

"How was the movie?" asked my mother as I got into the car.

"It was okay."

"Just okay?"

"It was some teen girl movie. A lot of talking."

"That was nice of you to let Megan pick the film."

After years of separation, Carl is finally about to meet up with his best friend again, when he hears shouting coming from her house. Why does she sound so angry? Will what should be a happy reunion become a disaster? Will Brianna and her big brother have to leave? Read on and find out!

Brianna's Big Brother - Chapter 3
Copyright 2007 by Heather Rose Brown

Why Me! Or Others Know Best Part Twelve By Angel O’Hare

This is the continuing Story of Carol’s life. We find out more about Carol’s past and why she looks the way she does. Bill and Dianna visit with Dr. Cindy and he confesses his mistakes and guilt! Chris W.

Hugglebug transformations can be fun, but watch out if there's no adults around.

Bill’s wife has had enough of him bugging her to wear sexy clothes, so using Hugglebugs technology, she gives him a chance to see how it feels to dress that way. In the the process, they gain a deeper understanding of each other.

What would happen if you swung all the way over a swing set? Would the world change? Would you? In this story, two friends experience what happens when you take a trip over the Magic Swing Set.

The Magic Swing Set
Copyright 2007 by Heather Rose Brown
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This is the continuing Story of Carol’s life. Still full of uncertainties about his future, not knowing who to turn to for the answers but getting a glimse of, HOPE Chris W.