I've been part of this community for a little over four years, but I don't think I've ever said much about who I am or where I fall in the spectrum of transgendered people.

I have tried many things over the years to get a little extra life for a breast form once I have inevitably gotten a cut in the protective film. As I do sleep in the forms this will happen.

Usually I get close to two years before it does though.

My latest ones only went about a year.

I was looking at my read count, yes I do that often, and I notice not a lot of people have ventured into my new tale "It's a fluffy, pink, Christmas Little Katie."

I think I understand why and I would like to put everyone's mind at ease.

This story is something light and magical and will contain none of the following:

1) The main character will not be abused.
2) The main character will not be kidnapped.
3) The main character will not die
4) There are no evil secondary characters
5) No Gatorade bottles were crushed in the writing of the story

I had an interesting moment at work. A customer was waiting for service at the jewelry counter, so I paged for a cashier person to come over. As I was walking away, his wife came up, and said she had had no luck finding someone to help them. Then the man pointed at me and said, "She paged for us."

"She."

This was no sales person hoping for my business, nor even a co-worker with an obligation to be tolerant, but a customer, a stranger.

I notice people have been reading my storybut leaving no comments. I agree with Enemyoffun about comments, please leave some so I know if my story has been enjoyed.

Thought this might be of interest. I wish I could fly like this.

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/12/15/thailand-transgende...

Portia

Yup, today's the day I take another step further into old-gitness.

I'm fifty-one for fuck's sake, I never imagined reaching twenty-one and after a really odd year, I look back in wonder as whilst some of this year has totally overshadowed the rest - the car accident and all - I've now got a house in France, published my first book and wonder what fifty-one's going to be like.

Dear friends:

An early Happy Chanukah, Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year.

G-d willing, I will be flying to Israel tomorrow with my wife, and will be lighting my Chanukah Menorah in Jerusalem on December 20. My first visit to Israel. Will be there until December 29.

Best wishes to all

Rami

I saw this on ABC news site and thought it was a good story to share.

http://abcnews.go.com/Health/identical-twin-boys-transgender...

Here I sit in Sue Towers, quill pen in hand - well it's a keyboard, but what's poetic about a lump of plastic.?

Outside it is dark and the wind is coming up, (too many curries). My typing finger is wearing down to the bone as the story just gets longer and longer.

First I thought that I could do the story in one, easy to manage and digest lump. Then it got too long and as I know that some readers have a short attention span and anything over one thousand words might cause a brain freeze (that's an ironic joke by the way as I am exactly like that) I decided to do it in two parts.