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Jane -05- Night

After Mom and I brought out trays with sodas, taquitos, salsa, sour cream and guacamole, we all watched the end of the Angels game — they won. Junior made room on the couch for Mom and I shared the lounger with Daddy, sitting sort of in his lap. I hadn’t done that in years.

“Your hair is nice, Punkin,” he said once.

“Thanks,” I said. 

“You don’t seem so upset as earlier?”

I shrugged. “Being able to hit Moose with a spoon and not ge...

Jane - 4 - Hair

I helped Mom clean the table while Dad and the boys trooped off to watch some game on TV. “Is it the Angels?” Mom asked. “You don’t have to give up watching the Angels just because we found out you’re a girl.”

I made a face at her. “It’s not the Angels,” I said. “Their game is later; they’re at home.” Besides, Dad and my brothers were Dodger fans.

“Then you and I can watch the Angels later,” Mom said.

I didn’t really care at the mom...

Heaven and Hell 3 Cover Preview

Probably coming out Thursday or Friday

The Hole in the Sky

Story I'm working on. Anyone want to see some of it? Four macho crossdressers get sucked into a timewarp. :)

Girlerizer -12- Night Wolf and Moonset

Everyone has to start somehere...

Draft cover for Texas Belles by Melanie Brown from DopplerPress

I've been slow getting back into the groove after being ill but I think this came out pretty good. :)

Draft cover for Wild Cats 4 by Leslie Moore

Coming soon from DopplerPress

Love Less -13- Truth is...

The Drs. Davenport, Jessie and Owen, re-entered the home office displaying somber expressions. Mrs. Madison stood beside the French windows that opened onto the back porch of the large suburban house, smiling. Les sat in the chair in front of the desk, looking at the floor.

“What is this about, Maddy?” Jessie asked. She and her husband stopped behind the desk but neither sat. They smiled but Owen’s eyebrows made peaks on his forehead and Jessie held her hands together...

Ma Cherie Amour - Draft Cover for Kindle Edition

Did manage to do this today. Thanks Piper for finding the perfect image. And thanks Angela for donating the story, previous version still available in Hatbox for now.

Still sick

No writing done in two weeks. Auggh!

Sickness

Just a blog post to let everyone know that I am still here despite shingles and a mild bout of the flu. I hope to have new story segments to post soon.

I Dream of Jonni -11- Malamute

We appeared near the little downtown park a block from Sol Berger’s office. Evergreen bushes lining both sides of the sidewalk concealed our magical arrival from anyone who might have been startled. Travis set out immediately in the right direction, carrying the briefcase full of money and I scurried to catch up.

I’d included low heels in my costume but I wasn’t used to walking in them yet. At least they fit much better than most women’s shoes seem to—they didn’...

Boy Chick -3- Mom

Mom had no shame. We went directly to my sister’s room and Mom began opening closets and pulling out drawers.

Right away, she went through Joanie’s lingerie drawer and handed me a pair of silky pink panties with ruffles on the back and lace on the front. “These are size 3,” she said. “She may think she can still wear them, but they’re two sizes too small. They’re yours, put them on.”

I didn’t hesitate, my boy shorts came down and the ruffled pink pan...

Love Less -12- Examination

“What’s wrong?” Dr. Owen asked.

Les sat there trembling, sure that he could never speak because what would he say? “I’m… It’s… Your going to find out…” he stammered in spite of himself, sure that he would simply blurt it out if he kept talking.

But Dr. Owen turned as they both heard the front door open. “Hey-O!” Dr. Jessie called. “Maddy’s here.”

“We’re in my office,” Owen called back. He started to stand but seem to change hi...

Whither

I'm sick this week and unable to keep up the pace of posting I've been doing in Dec and Jan so something that takes less time, like this poll, will give me a breather.

Since I'm going to be slowed by this, I need to focus my energy. Of the series I have posted something of in the last few weeks, which one would you most like to see me continue soonest?

You can vote for more than one, I think.

I Dream of Jonni -10- Do It

We were going up the stairs to find the phone when we heard Neary ask in a strange voice, “You’re not going to leave me down here alone for another six years, are you?”

Travis squeezed past me to go back and retrieve the lonesome mirror, then he followed me up the stairs. He muttered something just as we got to the top and I responded with an intelligent remark. “Huh?” I said.

“Your disguise as a boy is lots better from in front that from behind,” he sai...

October Rain

My mother's aunt Sofia came to pick me up in a station wagon, a thing like a cross between a minivan and a car. I didn't know her, and I didn't even know mom had an aunt until the police told me she would be coming.

I waited in the Pueblo, Colorado hospital reception area, sitting with the police matron, trying not to think too much. I saw through the wide hospital windows as someone parked the big car in the white loading zone. The dominant color was brown with a cream accent panel tha...

Jane -3- Brothers

I heard one of my brothers come in through the back door into the kitchen. “Ma!” It was Morgan, four years older than me and a complete asshole. “What’s for dinner, Ma?” he shouted.

Mom rolled her eyes. “Wanna help me tame the beasts?” she asked me.

I shook my head but she tugged me to my feet and I trailed after her. “Didn’t Dad take them out for pizza?” I asked.

“Teenage boys are never full,” said Mom.

I made an unladylike snort b...

Love Less -11- Bowtie

Les dressed quickly, two pairs of undies again, his training bra, and then the uniform blouse and dress. His wet hair hung past his shoulders as he went into the bedroom to wake Priscilla.

“Five more minutes,” Pris whined.

“Okay,” he said, standing by the bed. He glanced at the clock, seeing that he had used up more than half of their allotted twenty minutes in his own shower. With a sigh, he counted to five then bent over to drag his wet hair across Pris’s ...

Gildenheart -5-

At nineteen, Gordon Victor was accepted by the Air Force Academy in Colorado Springs, Colorado. He had most of a semester to finish at UCLA then he would report in the fall to the Academy to pursue a degree in Aeronautical Engineering. 

“I want to build spaceships,” he told anyone who asked about his long term goals. He expected to put in six years as an Air Force officer along the way, perhaps some of it flying planes. 

He didn’t expect to fall in lov...

Boy Chick -2- Puberty

I turned thirteen in February that year and puberty hit me hard.

Joanie was dating a boy named Ed Steel, a year older than her and a senior at the same school. A six-footer with short brown hair bleached blond on top in a style I found fascinating. I found everything about Ed fascinating. His muscles, his car, his clothes, his height, his voice, his laugh.

I had it bad.

And obviously, Ed could barely even see me.

In the last four months I had grown four in...

I Dream of Jonni -9- Let's Make a Deal

The book told us a lot about what could and couldn’t be done with my magic but mainly it repeated in several ways that I was stuck. I was going to be female and under my master’s orders for as long as seventy years or more.

I didn’t feel nearly as bad about this as I thought I should. The idea of serving Travis by granting his wishes, magical and otherwise, appealed to me on some level I didn’t understand.

Maybe I really had become dumber. Sigh.

We tried...

Jane -2- Not Pink

We talked about it before we started for home. My parents seemed to be into it in a way I would never have expected. Had they always wanted a daughter? Had I been a great disappointment?

I tried to feel them out about me staying a boy. But they were intrigued by the other option.

Surprisingly, it was my dad who made the first open suggestion. “Perhaps you should give it a try? See how life as a girl might be before you make any permanent decisions.”

“I don...

Ultragreen -8- Plan B

Shellie got out of the bathroom as quickly as she could, exiting to 23B where George lay across his bed, staring at the ceiling. Oak beams framed the building, but the walls and ceiling were paneled with pine and the construction always seemed to fascinate George. He could stare at it for hours.

“George,” she said urgently, after getting close enough to be in his line of site. “You want to use the bathroom now, then you can unlock the door for Andy and Denny.”

Love Less -11- Egg-in-a-Window

Les dressed quickly, two pairs of undies again, his training bra, and then the uniform blouse and dress. His wet hair hung past his shoulders as he went into the bedroom to wake Priscilla.

“Five more minutes,” Pris whined.

“Okay,” he said, standing by the bed. He glanced at the clock, seeing that he had used up more than half of their allotted twenty minutes in his own shower. With a sigh, he counted to five then bent over to drag his wet hair across Pris’s ...

Boy Chick -1- Carlie

I guess I knew I was queer when I started school. Up until then, I was just another little kid, maybe a bit strange, but I hadn’t seen enough of the world to notice what was different about me.

I didn’t really fit in, even in kindergarten. The boys’ rough play didn’t appeal to me as a player but I liked to watch. The girls’ acted like I had cooties so I was left alone to sit on a swing or a teeter totter while the boys scrimmaged in a game of King-of-the-mountain ...

I Dream of Jonni -8- Wishes for Idiots

The book started out with a caveat: “Nothing in this book is definitive because Genie Magic by its nature is fluid and ever-changing. Nevertheless, this is a compilation of everything that is known to be true in the field along with some educated speculation.”

Ah? Right!

Then there were some guiding principles:

1) Genie Magic is not free. Something must be given up for every magic effect. If not now then someday, if not here then somewhere, if not the caster...

Love Less -10- Gatorade, Shower

Falling asleep proved harder than he had thought for Les. Despite a nervous exhaustion brought on by the events of the day, he lay between the covers hovering between wakefulness and oblivion.

The noises of the household faded slowly. He heard the adult Davenports go to their room on the other side of the staircase and Kimby followed shortly into her room across the hall. The twins’ room at the end had been silent for some time.

Downstairs, Carol, Bettina and Josie ...

Ultragreen -7- Cabin 23

They rode through the gates at Carson Rogers with plenty of time to spare, stopped at the office to sign back in and waved nonchalantly at the weekend office person, Harry Bonds, who also taught woodshop and history, part time.

Their bunk was in Cabin 23, Room B, in the second row behind the main campus quad, so they biked there and stored their bikes in the nearby utility shed. It wasn’t really necessary to lock the bikes up on campus but they did so anyway, so they woul...

Jane -1- I Get Sick

I guess it started on that hiking trip up on Mt. Picacho in the late summer of 1979. Pete and I had wandered off from the Ranger-led group of younger kids being shown bluebells and chipmunks, distracted by a row of stones with peculiar holes in them.

“The Ranger said this is where they ground their acorns to eat, right in these granite bowls they made in the stones,” I said.

“Uh huh,” said Pete. “Something boring like that.”

“Boring,” I said. “...