From the pages of history to today, a journey of passion and unleashed femininity….
“As I unbuckled the straps on my red plastic stilettos she cleared off the bed. My lingerie soon joined my dress and shoes on the floor. I lost track of time. When you are in heaven you don’t need a watch. Or in love either I guess. It was after midnight when we got up. I took off the wig and removed my makeup then I joined her in the shower. There was no conversation as we dried off and got dressed. After an experience like that nothing was left to be said.”
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Kathleen Kelly is a beautiful, glamorous Hollywood leading lady. The one thing that could derail her career would be if the public were to find out that she was born a boy, so she jealously guards her privacy to say at the top of the business. When a powerful movie producer blackmails her into spending a weekend with him by threatening to release paparazzi photos that reveal her gender secret, she and her household staff of T-girls form a plan. They conspire to feminize the bully and force him out of show business. What happens next to Kathleen, her transgender girlfriends and the former William Foster is a tale nearly Impossible To Believe.
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That ‘opposites attract’ cannot be doubted with four people thrown together in the complex social network of the New Orleans French Quarter. One is a woman who wants to be a man, one is a man who wants to be a woman. Now stir in a plan to fleece the rich by selling them counterfeit “heirloom” gems, set the whole pansexual mix in the seamy underworld of New Orleans and what do you have? A story filled with twists, turns and eroticism as hot as the climate in the Big Easy.
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Concluding the adventure begun in Reputed To Be A Girl and continued in Martin or Marcie, DECIDE!
I shivered as I thought of all the men who had propositioned me that evening, seeing only the gorgeous young woman I had become, the Halloween Queen, as selected by the male judges, no doubt influenced by Melinda. I wished that I could have been in my most wonderful, princess dress there in my living room then. I could almost feel the light skirts swirling about me. I could feel the tight bodice and my arms so loosely wrapped in gossamer. I could feel myself dancing with someone strong and masculine like Kevin who hugged me and kept his arms about me.
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Shamefaced, I gathered the hem of my skirt in my manicured fingers and slowly raised it up my clean shaven legs. I couldn’t look at them but my legs really did look convincing.
The skirt came up like a curtain call, above the welts of my stockings which were secured to the garter snaps of the bodyshaper. I exposed smooth thighs and finally I held my skirt about my waist, my privates concealed in panties, framed in the open-bottom shaper. Clare came up beside me and I was powerless to stop her as she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of my panties and lowered them below my stocking tops.
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“Do you remember when one of those jerks said I made him look bad? Well, it was because he realized he was mistaken about me; mistaken like you are now. Sure, I’m pretty and I’ve always been very girlish but I’m a boy, at least officially. Oh, I know I look like a girl but legally I’m a boy.”
That explained that strange sense of foreboding, that feeling that I shouldn’t be getting turned on by Teddy. Despite the prevailing values of the fifties I wasn’t about to bolt which surprised me. Maybe, on some level I realized that Teddy had, judging by the lines showing through his slacks, a penis in his panties. I should have been panicked but I still wasn’t going to run away from Teddy especially not since I noticed the tears in his eyes.
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