Co-written by Victor G

16 year old Darren Peterman faces the prospect of telling his father and little brother that he wants to be an older woman like his mother.

Annie meets new friends and hustles a bike race. Sarah begins a tougher period in her recovery.

Co-written by Victor G.
A special thanks to Victor G who co-wrote 'A Mother's Love' at Sapphire's site. Vic has a litterary way of making a boy look as if he walked out of the pages of a fashion magazine. He's a fantastic solo writer and I'm thrilled to have the opportunity to write this story with him. Now for a little info about the story.

Darren Peterman is a 16 year old high school football player who is at odds with his feminine side. As the title suggests, Darren's mother is his role model.

This story explores Darren's feelings as well as his family's as they struggle to define Darren's identity and gender. What would you think, do, and feel, if your parents told you they understood? Darren will try to answer those questions for himself and I suspect it will take more than a couple chapters.

This chapter simply carries the story along as the friends work out their lives back in the UK before returning to India to forward Pauls ambitions to help Hijras in India.

The Rescue 4.

Characters.
Beverly Taff. Transvestite
James or Jamie Transgendered kid.
Candice Jamie’s Younger Sister.
Sergeant Williams Hate crime police officer
David Evans Knife-boy. (Son of Dewi Evans.)
Margaret Beckinsale. Jamie and Candice’s mum. (AKA Madge.)
Sandie Beverly’s best Transvestite friend.
Elizabeth Todd Beverly’s next door neighbour.

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Chapter 16

I don’t really remember much of the trip out of Alberta and back through the mountains and home to Bridgeview. Brandon drove while I slept snuggled up against him. We got into it over Steve’s bigoted girlfriend, or well now ex-girlfriend, it was one of those turf kinda brawls like you might see in the movies. I knew that Bobby and Steve were living in a nice town, and were religious but this was that you walk with god, our god or we’ll break your legs kinda town.

by: Lesley Renee Charles

I woke up from a good night’s sleep. When I noticed a sudden heaviness an pulling on my chest. I looked down to find a nice pair of breasts. I also noticed I was not wearing my usual pajamas but I white lace nightgown.

I got out of bed and walked over to the mirror over the dressing table. What I saw reflected back to me was a beautiful young girl of about sixteen with dark hair and emerald green eyes.

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Chapter 15

I lose myself in the moment, Cass seems good with all of this. I just kind of sway dance there in Brandon’s arms. We kiss for a little bit and he smells so good. Man scent blended with soap that’s like this English leather kind of scent, clean clothes, and a bit of this scent of soil, and greenery. I have always loved the way that he smells.

Mark accepts an outlandish idea, and is transformed

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Chapter 14

So…

What the hell should I do? I…I break the kiss with Brandon.

“Brandon, Brandon….I…I…can’t, I can’t get as involved as we were getting okay? It’s not good for me right now. And…and I’ve kind of…no...That’s not fair; I’ve gotten involved with Cass.”

I can’t help but to step back a little and hang my head, he’s been so great. He doesn’t deserve my bullshit.
“I know.”

WTF? “Huh?”

“He knows.” Cass says that as she walks up to me and slips a hand around my waist.

“Live … That’s the message … Come poor child … Life’s a banquet and most poor suckers are starving to death… Come on now child, live ... live … live ...” — famous scene in movie, “Auntie Mame”

Abraxes

May the gods and goddesses of our people bless the readers, especially those I love.

My name was Abraxes, and I was a slave. Despite this, the gods blessed me beyond all measure, and I will die as a member of the nobility. For my children, and their children, I wish to record what happened, so they may know how that happened, and thank the gods and goddesses who brought such joy into my life. The account I must relate is strange, stranger than any other I have heard of, but I swear by all our gods and goddesses that it is the truth.