The bleeding started Tuesday.

I woke up with a deep, grinding ache in the lower pelvis and a dampness that wasn't like anything I'd experienced before. Dark red against the gray cotton of my old boxer briefs. I sat on the toilet for twenty minutes running the clinical timeline: twenty-eight days since the mesh initiated ovarian function, the endometrium shedding on schedule.

I bought what I needed at a pharmacy. Between that and the compression tanks, which have been doing their job for two weeks and irritating the skin, the friction is a daily fact now.

This is the first chapter of a completed, 8 chapter, 100 page book with over 40 images.
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Chapter 1

Steve has a satisfactory life. He's a thirty-five-year-old software engineer with a good job, a clean apartment, and dinner on the stove. His sister Brittney disagrees about the satisfactory part.

So she sends him to Blush, a lesbian bar, for one drink. Steve treats it as an experiment designed to fail. He's a man, the patrons are lesbians, and rejection should settle the argument for good.

CHAPTER 22
“You want to eat today?”

I looked at the others, got two nods, and asked, “Mag Ik mosselen en frites hebben?”

We were in Belgium, after all; start as you mean to go on, woman.

My Secret Life
By
Rebecca Anna Coleman
Sequel To
Magnolia Blooms & Sakura Petals

-1-
A Letter From Dad

Chapter 1: The Method of the King’s Men

The air in the rehearsal hall of St. Jude’s Academy for Boys always smelled of stale floor wax, cedar costume trunks, and pure panic.

CHAPTER 68
I tried to distract him and commented that the Penarth ferry was possibly not a job with the broadest of horizons, but Clara was already laughing.

“It would be a help in all sorts of things, everything from being an air hostess to working on cruises, but, well…”

The laughter stopped, and she looked at her hands for a moment, then glanced quickly at LC.

CHAPTER 21
I ended up enjoying the evening, impressed by the stage mechanics, props and scenery rising and falling on cue, and it was clear that the audience were of the same type as I had encountered at a showing of the ‘Rocky Horror’ film, in that they clearly knew every line of the script. When the male lead came out with that line Jacky had quoted, about babies and corners, almost everybody in the theatre cheered.

The paper covering the exam table sounds like dry leaves every time I drag a breath into my lungs. I'm wearing a faded blue hospital gown that ties in the back. The thermostat in the clinic is set for staff moving around in thick scrubs, and the cold air raises goosebumps on my thighs. It tightens the tender flesh on my chest until the ache runs up into my collarbone. I keep my arms crossed loosely over my stomach to avoid brushing the fabric against my own nipples.

Leah's transformation in pictures and text

Evolution of Love
by Andie B

The bell above the door of "The Gilded Clipper" had a delicate, apologetic chime, a sound that felt too refined for the gritty city street outside. I, Alex, stood in the doorway, my heart a frantic drum against my ribs. My hair was collar-length, a noncommittal, mousy brown that I’d hidden under baseball caps for years. But today, the cap was in my pocket. Today was the day.