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Thank you Ginger,
ALISON
'you certainly bring back some memories,thanks again,even if it does make me still feel embarrassed!
ALISON
It's a simple word...short but emotionally charged...
...panic. Fear mixed with shame mixed with sadness with only a tiny bit of relief blended in to make a feeling that many of us shared. I find myself crying with each succeeding chapter as your story moves further and further into territory into which I never set foot. The longing for my fulfillment then and even now. I so get this; maybe it's a good thing to cry, since it does bring me closer in a way to who Andrea really is. Thank you, dear heart.
Dio vi benedica tutti
Con grande amore e di affetto
Andrea Lena
Love, Andrea Lena
Didn't Expect a Cliffhanger...
...in this particular story. Guess we'll see what happens.
Eric
Thank you - i'll keep writing
Alison and Drea, I thank you both .....for your kind encouragement, my deepest thanks.
Don't worry about embarrassment; I've made it an art form over the years since these times.
Drea, I can't believe I'm taking you to places you've not been except in your mind, you write so well. xx
First time.......6
Quite a good cliffhanger.
May Your Light Forever Shine
May Your Light Forever Shine
DAYDREAMING
Every time i read another new chapter i sit and daydream about years ago ,and wish i would have had the courage to tell someone ,
But fifty years ago i would have probably been given shock treatment to fix my problem .
ROO
ROO
Goddess Ginger
I remember that terror well! it was heart in mouth pounding panic when you thought you might be caught... the heat in your neck and face, the trembling... ohhh wow!... great stuff! draws me back.
Diana
The Terror Of Getting Caught
I remember the very first time I ventured out, dressed in my mum's clothes, on a dark November evening. I just wanted to walk around as a girl....as myself. I got a dozen steps from the front door and saw the lady from next door fifty yards down the road. I turned straight round and fled back indoors,
Joanne
Deliteful and scarry all at once.
Thank you Ginger,
I didn't have as much trouble in school as you did. Occasionally I would be called "Fatty" or "Fatso" but usually not by kids who knew me. Tho I hated fighting, I would tongue-lash an opponent to within an inch of his life and soon the kids would be laughing at him not me. If forced to fight I was more persistent than competent and would eventually land a good blow. I really wasn't worth the trouble.
I wasn't really that fat, just a little, but it helped cover for my boobs: Gynecomastia.
By that time I had been caught often.
I would never have had the nerve to try hair color!
Ole
We are each exactly as God made us. God does not make mistakes!
Gender rights are the new civil rights!
I can't believe it either
But in those days, things were changing and being 'out on a limb' wasn't a bad place to be. G.