Hello this is a story that popped in my head and I hope it got out. It is basically a premise for a story that could lead to others or inspire someone to create something with such a theme of a hidden race inside of the population. Hope you enjoy, hugs, Sara.

Max goes to meet with the alisonville queens, the leaders of the princesses, hoping to hit it off with them.

(Not finished yet)

“Another question?” Becca asks, grinning as several members of the assembled crowd eagerly raise their hands. “Okay, you at the back!”

“What are your favourite tracks on the new album?” The journalist asks, making the four of us grin.

“Ooh, good question!” Adeola chuckles, even though it’s a question we’ve already been asked several times over the last ten days. “Mine’s probably ‘Overcast’, we’ve never really done a ‘dark’ song before, it was fun to mix it up a little. Bex?”

“Sarge? What are you doing?”

I sighed. Someone up there really has it in for me. Why do I always get the rawest of raw recruits to mentor? Didn’t they learn anything at Hendon?

“Constable, there are times when the rulebook is just not right. That’s when common sense is needed so that the problem can be solved with compassion.”

“Sarge? At the Police College, we were told that common sense has no part in law enforcement in the 21st Century.”

I smiled.

“Well Constable, what does your 'Police Academy' learning tell you about this situation?”

“The Many Faces Go To War: Chapter 9”
By = Fayanora

Chapter Nine: Unofficial Self-Defense Club

Notes: Whoops! Forgot to post this last time! So you'll be getting two in a row!

Started putting dates on these chapters where possible, it helps me keep track of where I am in the story. (Something I figured out when writing my original fiction.) Dates are provided by HP Lexicon's Order of the Phoenix calendar.

Webster’s dictionary defines Speed as the fallowing: the rate of change of position along a straight line with respect to time over a set distance. In other words, the quicker you can get from one place to another. The question is what do you, do when your family has spent the last two generations in search of ways to accomplish this goal faster and faster. Would do you do when the family business is the search for more Speed. For Robert ‘Robby’ McGuire the answer is easy. You grab your sister and strap on a pair of Formula One racecars then go for broke.

“Come on Carl, it’s just the two of us.” Kimmy pulls her cousin out of the house and over to the pool.

“Kimmy, I’m scared someone is going to see me wearing your swimsuit.”

“There’s no one here, except me and you. Besides, if anyone did see you, all they would see is a cute young girl.”

Carl stands there nervous in his cousin’s backyard. He was wearing one of her swimsuits she didn’t want to wear anymore since her breast were coming in.

“Okay, you win.” Carl follows Kimmy over to the lounge chairs near the swimming pool.

Young girly boy max and his mother Cynthia, a tycoon worth untold amounts of money move to the town of alisonvile where things seemed perfect, but strange, for instance there were no boys or even tomboys every girl seemed the picture of femininity. However there was a secret to the town.

(Based on the Stepford wives)

In this final chapter, Daniel is confronted by his wife Jamie after using the Topical Solution for Hormonal Imbalance. Can their marriage survive this revelation of his long term transsexual desires?

The author welcomes feedback at coltrane3525@gmail.com

"Where the fuck is my husband?"

My wife repeated. I stayed silent and despite my predicament, my hand still slid over the raging erection next to me.

"Where is Daniel? How did you get in here? If I don't get some answers right now I'm calling the police!"