This is a story of a prank gone wrong. It is a stand alone tale but I have left the end open so that I might write several endings in the future, enjoy.
Homecoming Princess
By Arecee
It was the third week of the new school year and the students were becoming more at ease with each other. Mr. Copeland’s English class was becoming somewhat rowdy as the students laughed and joked with each other before class started.
Lynn Collins was somewhat of a joker and loved to tease other students. He never did it in a mean fashion but always in fun and the other students loved the way he did it. Lynn was a freshman at a new school and even though he was short in stature he was well liked. He was on the water-polo team so he kept fit from all of the exercise swimming brought. Lynn liked to wear his hair long because he knew it bothered his mother and it was another way to tease her about something or another. Lynn’s father had divorced his mother when she went back to work and began to make twice his salary and he felt threatened by her success, so he left them and never was heard from again.
Lynn was in the middle of one of his pranks when the rubber band that held his below the shoulder hair in a ponytail broke causing his hair to flow around his head. It was at this time that Mr. Copeland entered the classroom and saw the disruption going on.
“Miss Collins would you please be seated and settle down,” shouted Mr. Copeland.
“But I’m not a Mi,” replied Lynn before Mr. Copeland cut him off.
“Not another word Miss Collins or I will send you to the principal,” he said as he slammed his hand on the desk to emphasize the point.
Lynn didn’t say another word knowing that to argue now would be fruitless and that he would correct Mr. Copeland’s mistake about his sex at a latter date. One of his best friends Mindy looked at Lynn and started to laugh at Mr. Copeland’s error.
“Would you like to share your joke with us Mindy?” asked Mr. Copeland.
“I’m sorry sir, it was something I thought of, it won’t happen again,” she replied.
“I hope not, now class let’s review our lesson from yesterday.”
Class ended and as the students exited the room Mindy ran up to Lynn with a devilish look on her face.
“Lynn could you believe that, Mr. Copeland thought you were a girl.”
“It wasn’t my fault that my rubber-band broke and my hair went everywhere.”
“I think it’s a hoot. I was thinking that we should play a trick on him and let him think you are a girl and let the rest of the class in on the joke so every time he calls on you the class will know he is making a mistake and will love making fun of him, you know how anal he is about perfection.”
“That would be fun but I don’t know if I want to pretend to be a girl. I know I’m short but I doubt he will be fooled for much longer, we should forget about it, one mistake is enough.”
“Come on Lynn it would be fun, it’s not like you have to pretend to be a girl all day, just let your hair down when you go to Mr. Copeland’s class and tie it up afterwards, please do it, think of it as your own little joke.”
“I guess I could and besides it’s just for one class and you know how I love a good joke.”
Thus began Lynn’s daily joke on Mr. Copeland. He would take down his ponytail and brush his hair a bit to make it fuller and then he would enter the classroom and the rest of the class loved the joke knowing that Mr. Copeland truly thought Lynn was a girl, a somewhat rowdy one but a girl none the less. It was an easy mistake being as Lynn’s name could be a boy’s or girl’s depending on who had it.
Two weeks had past and Lynn was at Mindy’s home to do some homework on a joint project for Mr. Copeland’s class. Mindy looked at Lynn with that look again and started to smile.
“Lynn, I just had another idea for a trick to play only this time on the rest of the students.”
“What now? The last trick has lasted way to long, what do you have in mind?” asked Lynn as his curiosity got the best of him.
“You know how the homecoming game is only three weeks away and nominations are due for prince and princesses, well I was thinking that I should nominate you for one of the princesses.”
“Screw you Mindy, that’s not funny.”
“Yes it would be, just think of what the kids would do that we told about the joke and let the rest of the school vote on you for princess. Don’t worry you won’t win and it would be so much fun. After it was all over we could tell everyone and laugh ourselves sick, come on be a sport. All we have to do is make you up, take a picture to put on the posters that we will hang in the school and that’s all you have to do other than laugh about it later.”
“I think it’s dangerous for us to do something like that but as usual I’m always game for a good joke, besides what could go wrong?”
“Good I knew you would do it so I already submitted your name and the teacher coordinator accepted your entry and said that we must give her a picture tomorrow before school starts.”
“How are we going to do that?”
“I’ll make you up and style your hair, have you put on one of my blouses and that’s it since all they need is a head shot of you, come on this is going to be fun.”
“I guess it will be the ultimate joke, can you just imagine the look of surprise on the kids faces when we tell them the truth, I’m starting to laugh just thinking about it, this is so cool. Let’s get started.”
Mindy took out her makeup case and started on Lynn’s face. His eyebrows were a little bushy so Mindy plucked them enough to clean them up and made them look much more feminine while doing so, she was getting carried away with this disguise and didn’t realize she was. Next came the shadow, eyeliner and mascara. Mindy added a little blush, lined Lynn’s lips with a brush and finished with lipstick. She then brushed Lynn’s hair until it shined.
“Lynn, I’m going to style your hair like Sarah Jessica Parker’s except yours is auburn and hers is blonde. I just have to clean up the split ends and add some curl so it will look good but you will still be able to tie it back into a pony tail like always.”
Mindy worked on Lynn’s hair until she was able to frame his face just like Sarah’s. She stood back and gasped when she saw what she had done.
“Oh my,” she said.
“What’s wrong, do I look like a clown?” asked Lynn in dismay.
“Oh no, just the opposite, you’re gorgeous.”
“Let me see.”
“Turn around and look in the mirror.”
Lynn turned and looked. Staring back was the prettiest girl he had ever seen. Lynn was stunned, now he knew what could go wrong.
“Mindy, I think were making a big mistake, I can’t do this people will think I’m really a girl. We could get in a lot of trouble.”
“We won’t get in trouble since we are the only ones that know you are a boy and don’t worry Lynn, you won’t win. I talked to Ashley and she says that she already has enough votes to win so calm down. Lets just play the joke.”
“Alright, I guess your right, as long as there is no way that I can win.”
“Take off your shirt and put on this blouse and I will take your picture and then we will be done. Don’t worry about your jeans because all that will be seen is the top of the blouse so you don’t even have to worry about boobs. Look this way, smile, look sexy like the pretty girl you are,” flash went the camera, “Wait, let’s take one together,” flash went the camera, “Just one more,” flash, “There all done. Come here and look at the shots, do you like them, you look great,” Mindy said excitedly as the two teens viewed the digital screen on the camera.
“God, I do look good, if I didn’t know it was me I would vote for me, are you sure I won’t win?”
“You don’t have a chance so don’t worry.”
Mindy printed the picture and made several copies to turn in and then removed Lynn’s makeup and brushed his hair back into a ponytail.
“There we go, Lynn the boy is back and thank God, I was getting a little jealous of you. It isn’t fair when a boy looks better as a girl than a real girl does.”
“Well don’t worry it wasn’t that much fun. I think I can pass on doing it again although it was fun to see what I would look like as a girl. We had better get our homework done, it’s getting late.”
Mindy and Lynn finished their homework and Lynn went home. When he went to bed he was more than a little disturbed thinking about the beautiful girl he had become if only just briefly. He fell into a fitful sleep and dreamed about going to the mall with Mindy and buying clothes, girl’s clothes. He awoke in a sweat; never again will I try to look like a girl he thought to himself.
The next day Mindy turned the pictures in to Miss Benson.
“My goodness what a beautiful girl Lynn is,” commented Miss Benson.
“Yes she is but she is very shy and that’s why you really never notice her.”
“Well when the posters go up people will notice her, I wouldn’t doubt it if she were to win.”
“I seriously doubt that, I talked to Ashley and she said that she already had enough votes to win.”
“She might have enough freshman votes but the winner is the total of all the classes. Each class votes for one boy and one girl in each class and then the person with the highest total wins for that class with the senior class being the king and queen and the lower classes being the court of prince and princesses. Tell your friend not to give up hope just yet I wouldn’t be surprised if she were to win. I hope you put down her favorite charity because the school donates one hundred dollars to each winners choice.”
“I’ll tell her, she will be very excited.”
Mindy found Lynn and told him that she turned in the pictures.
“What did Miss Benson say when she saw me?”
“She said you were uncommonly beautiful but not to worry that Ashley was sure to win.” Mindy said hoping that her lie would pacify Lynn.
“That’s a relief, I don’t know what I would do if I won.”
The days past and all the votes were taken and Lynn’s greatest fear was realized, he won homecoming princess by a landslide. He couldn’t wait to see what he could do to rectify the mistake he and Mindy had made.
“Mindy what the hell have we done? I’m dead meat, I thought this would be just some silly prank now I feel like an idiot for doing this. Tomorrow we have to go to Miss Benson and tell her what we have done so Ashley can win instead of me.”
“I hope we aren’t expelled for doing this, maybe Miss Benson will laugh about it too but I doubt it, she’s really going to be pissed.”
The next morning the two evildoers were in Miss Bensons office confessing to what they had done as a prank.
“Are you trying to tell me that the girl pictured on the poster is really a boy? Do you know what kind of trouble you are in? As soon as the votes were counted Lynn’s donation was sent to the Cancer society with a picture of her as the person making the donation, as is the custom with every donation we make. During homecoming week each winner is required to present the check in person during a luncheon several days before the homecoming game. After that there will be pictures for the local paper taken before the parade and the next day a visit to the convalescent hospital to bring attention to the older people that live there and bring some happiness into they’re lives. There is also a complete makeover at the Styles Spa to help them promote their business the morning before the homecoming game and then there is the dance afterward which must be attended. Not only would you be prosecuted for fraud although minor, your extra school activities would be finished if you weren’t kicked out of school all together. You two had better think of a plan and tell me after school what you are going to do to rectify the problem, do I make myself clear?” stated Miss Benson with fire in her eyes.
Lynn and Mindy left her office shaking in fear.
“My God Lynn what are we going to do, if my parents find out what we have done they will ground me forever.”
“You’re worried about your parents? If my mom finds out that I was impersonating a girl she will break my neck. We have to think of something.”
“I hate to recommend this but maybe you could be a girl during the events and satisfy Miss Benson so that all the events are taken care of and then we will never do anything so stupid again.”
“And how do you propose that we do that. It’s one thing to do a headshot with a camera but another to have to present yourself in person as a girl at an event. Don’t forget all people could see of me was my head and shoulders. How am I going to pass as a girl from the neck down?”
“There are ways. Come to my house after school and I will show you how. After school we will tell Miss Benson of our plans and if you can pass as a girl for a few hours each day we will be saved.”
“I wish I had never let you talk me into this silly stunt, but now I guess we will have to try to make it right with nobody getting hurt in the process.”
Lynn and Mindy presented their plan to Miss Benson who warned them that if they were to be caught she would disavow any knowledge of the plan and they would be kicked out of school. She also added that if there was anything she could do to help just ask.
Lynn and Mindy met at Mindy’s home to see what they could do with Lynn.
“Lynn we are going to have to do this the right way from the beginning. We will have to work from the skin out. Fortunately you haven’t started puberty yet so you have no facial hair to worry about but as a girl you will have to shave your legs and underarms even though you just have light hair there. For this to work you are going to look and act like a girl even if what you do can’t be seen. Go into my bathroom and take a shower, shampoo your hair and while you are in there use my razor to shave. When you are done come back into my room and we will get started.”
Lynn entered the shower and did as directed. He washed his hair with scented shampoo and soaped and shaved as directed. His hair smelled like flowers and his legs had a new sensitivity of feeling that both disturbed and heightened new feelings in him. He knew it was wrong to be shaving his legs before he even thought of shaving his face but yet he liked the feeling of it. There was something girlish feeling about what he had done and yet he liked the feeling. Perhaps it was the fact that he had yet to have testosterone coarse through his body and he was yet very much like a young girl and doing something that an adult would do that caused these feelings even though it was what an adult woman would do. He finished washing and returned to Mindy’s room with mixed feelings of what was happening to him.
“Oh Lynn you smell pretty, put on these panties and sit at my makeup table so I can dry your hair and style it.”
Lynn reached for the panties and slid them up his clean shaved legs. They were a satin thong. He felt them slide up his legs and nestle over his under developed penis and then slip between his butt cheeks. Lynn liked the feel of them and wondered what else Mindy had in store for him.
Mindy dried his hair and brushed it out until it was styled and had a sheen that sparkled in the light.
“You have beautiful hair Lynn, I wish we could have it styled by a real hairdresser but I guess it will have to wait. Okay we have to start dressing you and see what we can do to give you curves. Here is one of my bras, let me help you put it on and then I will stuff it with some wash clothes to fill it out.”
Mindy fastened the bra behind Lynn’s back and stuffed the cups with the cloths. Just this small thing was awakening feelings in Lynn’s mind that were both disturbing and erotic at the same time. The tightness of the bra around his chest felt strange yet good at the same time. It was probably the fact that Lynn hadn’t started puberty that was intensifying these feelings within him.
“Lynn, you’re thin but you don’t have much of a waist so I’m going to put this waist cincher on you so you will look like you have curves. Suck in your stomach so I can fasten the hooks, pull in harder, just a little more, that’s it you’re hooked. Now I want you to put on a pair of my panty hose so we can see what your legs look like.”
Mindy showed Lynn how to put them on and not run them. Lynn’s legs were very nicely shaped from swimming, softly rounded calves and thighs instead of the harsh muscular definition he would have gotten if he were a runner. The sensation Lynn was getting from the panty hose was awakening hidden feelings in his mind and he was beginning to like them way too much.
“Lynn let me do your makeup now and then you can finish dressing.”
Mindy did Lynn’s makeup the same as the last time, then helped him to put on a skirt and sweater with a round neck cut low enough to make one want to see cleavage yet not so low as to expose that cleavage. The skirt fell to midthigh, as is the style of today’s girls. Mindy found a pair of two inch heels for Lynn to wear and he found them to be a little loose but they would do for now.
“Lynn I want you to stand for me so I can take a good look at you. Please turn around, careful don’t trip with those heels on, that’s it, slowly, wow, I think we did it. It’s a good thing you don’t go to school looking like that or all and I mean all the boys would be after you. You are beautiful. I want you to look in the mirror now and tell me what you think.”
Lynn looked in the mirror and almost fainted. He couldn’t believe the beautiful girl looking back at him was indeed a boy. Never had he experienced anything like this. He looked and looked trying to find anything that reminded him of the boy who should be looking back at him but couldn’t find anything at all. He was having mixed feelings, he knew this was wrong but he liked what he saw, he liked it a lot. As a boy he would be noticed as a cutup and prankster but beyond that he was just a little boy, but like this he was a beautiful young woman, one that would turn heads wherever she went. Lynn was liking this way too much.
“Lynn, what do you think, do you think you can pass for a girl next week?”
“Wow are you kidding, I’m gorgeous, maybe I should have been born as a girl instead of a boy.”
“Don’t be silly, when you get a little older and grow you will be very handsome but for now you will have to be a girl temporarily. I know you can pass with your looks but you will have to practice being a girl or maybe someone will see you acting like a boy and figure out what we are doing. You are going to have to learn to be a girl by next week. We will start tonight with walking and sitting and hand gestures, this is going to be a lot of work. Tomorrow we will have to get you some shoes that fit properly or you will break your neck walking. Tomorrow I will ask Miss Benson if she can get some silicone breasts for you that glue on because these don’t look right. Okay lets start practicing.
Lynn spent the next three hours walking, sitting, talking and using his hands more when he did. He learned how to get excited when they talked of boys and scream like a girl as his voice had not yet begun to change. Lynn was exhausted by eleven o’clock and couldn’t wait to get to bed.
“Wait Lynn, you have to remove your makeup and my clothes, hurry and I will show you how to do it.”
Mindy took Lynn into the bathroom and removed his makeup with cold cream and returned his hair to a ponytail. The disappointed look on Lynn’s face when he saw it without makeup wasn’t missed by Mindy.
”I know how you feel, I hate getting all dressed and made up and then have to take it off, it makes me sad too.”
“I don’t know how I should feel Mindy, I’m a boy and I shouldn’t have these feelings and yet I do feel sad that the girl Lynn is gone.”
“Don’t worry tomorrow the girl Lynn will be back so don’t be too sad.”
Lynn hugged Mindy and said, “Thanks Mindy, you’re a real friend.”
Lynn went directly to bed when he arrived home. His mother wondered what could have taken him so long with his homework but since he was with Mindy she didn’t worry.
Lynn fell asleep and this night he dreamed of being a girl again and hanging out with the girls at school talking about boys and fashion. This night however he didn’t wake as he had before but slept soundly and for some reason felt like he was a real girl.
The next day Mindy approach Miss Benson about the possibility of getting some breast forms for Lynn.
“Mindy I know where there are a pair and will have them for you this afternoon. Stop by on the way home from school and I will give them to you. By the way how does Lynn look?”
“Oh Miss Benson if Lynn were to come to school as a girl she would be the prettiest girl in the school. When he was dressed last night I couldn’t believe how he looked. The thing that was weird though was that after a little practice he was a girl. There was something inside of him that said girl not boy when he was dressed as a girl. It was as though he lost his male personality and became a girl through and through. I’m kind of worried that maybe he will like doing this too much.”
“I hope not but after he completes his task next week I’m sure he won’t be able to wait to become a boy again.”
“I hope so.”
Mindy picked up the breast forms and brought them home for Lynn to wear. Mindy had Lynn remove his clothing and put on a pair of panties. She then had him lay on her bed so she could attach the forms. She glued them on his chest and had him stand after the glue had set.
“How do they feel?” she asked.
“Heavy, but they make me feel as though they were really my breasts, they even bounce.”
“Luckily they are only a B size so my bras will fit you. Let me put some makeup on the seam so they will blend in and look real.”
Mindy blended the seam and true to her word the seam disappeared and it now looked as though Lynn had breasts. Mindy brought a lacy bra for Lynn to wear and showed him how to put it on.
“I want you to do it yourself, dressing yourself is part of being a girl and it will help you feel more like one.”
Lynn put on the bra as Mindy had shown him and it did make him have new feelings of femininity that he was becoming to enjoy. Mindy then had him do his own makeup but with a lot of coaching until it looked as though he was an expert at doing it himself.
“You have to be able to do your own makeup because I won’t always be here to do it for you, so you will have to practice when we get back from shopping.”
“What do you mean back from shopping?”
“I told you yesterday we had to get you some shoes and we might as well get you your own makeup because I don’t want to get an infection in my eye from sharing makeup. I wish we could pierce your ears while we are out but I guess that can wait. Here put on this blouse and these jeans and here are some white shoes you can wear. No heels yet because girls our age don’t wear heels except for important functions.”
Lynn put on the blouse and jeans and found that the low cut jeans were very tight and that the blouse only came down to his navel leaving his midsection exposed.
“Mindy, this blouse is too short, it only covers my breasts.”
“It’s supposed to be short, it’s the style.”
Lynn looked in the mirror and realized that Mindy was right, it was the style. What was more unsettling though was that Lynn looked really cute, for a girl. Even more so was that he liked looking like a cute girl.
“When are we going?” asked Lynn.
“Now, here’s a purse for you to carry, let’s go.”
The girls, for now Lynn was truly a girl, caught a bus to the mall. As they boarded the bus they could see a group of teenaged boys looking at them. Mindy thought nothing of the stares but Lynn was coming apart. He had never been stared at like this before and the fact that he was a boy did nothing to his confidence. He grabbed Mindy’s hand with fear racing through his body.
“What’s wrong Lynn?”
“Those boys are staring at us.”
“Well of course they are, they’re boys and we are girls and that’s what boys do.”
“Buy what if they see I’m a boy?”
“Girl friend that’s the last thing they are going to see. If you’re lucky one of them will ask you for your phone number and believe me one of them will. Now don’t forget when you sit down keep your legs together and cross your feet at the ankles because girls always sit that way even if they don’t have skirts on.”
Mindy and Lynn sat down and sure enough the cutest of the boys came over to ask Lynn for her number.
“Hi, my name is Dan. What’s yours?”
Dan was looking directly at Lynn as he talked.
“I don’t know if I should give it to you, I don’t even know you.”
“If I call you, you will get to know me. What’s your name?”
“Lynn and I don’t think my mother would like it if I gave it to you.”
“Please, I promise to be a good boy.”
Lynn giggled at that remark but she held firm knowing that if a boy were to call her for a date her mother would wring her neck.
“I can’t give it to you because I’m only fourteen and my mom says no boys until I’m sixteen.”
“What a loss, you’re so pretty, are you sure?”
“I’m sorry, but I can’t.”
Dan left to rejoin his friends. Mindy couldn’t help notice Lynn’s flirty interaction with Dan and started to wonder if what she was doing with Lynn was the right thing. Wearing her clothes was one thing but having a boy girl interaction was something quite different and she wasn’t sure if she liked what she had seen.
“Lynn, what do you think you are doing? You shouldn’t flirt with a boy like that, it’s the best way to get in trouble.”
“What was I supposed to do, tell him I’m a boy, I didn’t flirt with him I just tried to get rid of him.”
“Maybe you think you didn’t but that girlish little giggle and your actions said something else, I’m going to have to show you’re a different way to blow guys off than the way you did, although I must say you do have good taste in guys, Dan was cute,” Mindy said as the girls started to giggle.
The bus arrived at the mall and the girls exited near the entrance. Mindy watched Lynn walk to be sure he hadn’t forgotten his lessons from the night before. His walk was that of a fourteen-year-old girl and she was pleased. There was no mistaking Lynn for anything but a young girl going to cruise the mall with her tight low cuts, bare midriff and cute smile, yes Mindy was pleased, maybe they would get away with the deception after all.
“Come on Lynn lets go into Forever Twenty-one, they have the best styles.”
“Mindy, I don’t have that much money on me to buy a lot of clothes.”
“Silly, were not going to buy them, were just going to try them on, that’s what girls do.”
“You want me to try them on?”
“Of course, you’re a girl now and it will help you feel more like one.”
“What if someone sees me?”
“Of course they will see you just like they will see me and the rest of the girls in the store, don’t worry you will look just like the rest of us only prettier.”
“Okay, I’ll try but if I freak out we will have to leave.”
“You won’t freak out, once you get started trying on outfits I will probably have to drag you out of the store.”
The girls entered the store and went to the racks of clothes and started to search for the perfect outfit. Lynn watched as Mindy looked at each piece and taking several out to try on. Lynn was frozen with fear not knowing what he should do so as not to stand out from the rest of the girls.
“Lynn, I’m picking these out for you to try on but you will have to do the same or someone will think you’re strange not looking for something to wear.”
“I don’t know what to do.”
“Just go into your size section and look at the styles and pick something you like and then we will try them on.”
“What size am I?”
“The same as me, size three, I’m looking at skirts and blouses for you so look in the dress section and pick something out to try on.”
Lynn went to the dress section and began to look at the dresses. He was amazed at the different styles, colors and fabrics available. He finally got the nerve to touch the forbidden articles and to finally select several of the dresses to try on. He went to find Mindy so she could guide him on the next step to femininity.
“Come on Lynn let’s try all these outfits on.”
The girls went to the changing rooms and tried on all the clothing. Lynn did so with trepidation at first but as he continued his confidence grew until he blurted out to Mindy, “This is so much fun and I love some of these clothes, I want to buy them.”
“What are you going to do with them, remember this is to help teach you about girls not turn you into one, I know how you feel though, once you try them on you want all of them. Let’s go to Wet Seal and see what they have to offer.”
Lynn realized that Mindy was right he was indeed a boy and this was part of the process to learn to better pass as the girl he was to be temporarily.
The two friends spent the rest of the day shopping and finally Mindy realized that they hadn’t bought the shoes for Lynn to wear at the homecoming parade and dance.
“Quick lets get your shoes for the homecoming before the stores close. I have just the outfit at home for you to wear but we need shoes that fit you properly or your feet will hurt all night long, come on let’s go to Cathy Jeans.”
The girls entered the store and began their search. Mindy suddenly stopped and screamed, “Lynn these are perfect, God they’re so sexy. Excuse me miss do you have these sandals in red?”
“What size?” asked the sale’s girl.
“Size six I think, isn’t that your size Lynn?”
“I guess, let me try them on.”
The girl returned with red size six sandals for Lynn to try on.
“You will have to wear these peds before you try on the shoes,” said the girl as she handed Lynn the peds.
Lynn put the tiny nylon pieces on his feet and then slipped the sandals on his feet. He buckled the tiny straps around his ankles and stood up wearing three-inch heels for the first time in his life. Mindy grabbed his arm so he wouldn’t fall over. Lynn looked at his feet, first in the mirror and then straight down. Never had he seen anything that looked so sexy, tiny red straps going everywhere on his feet and the spike heel, so hard to balance on yet only adding to the effect the shoe projected, all he could do was sigh.
“How do they feel, are they comfortable, do they hurt, try to walk.”
Lynn was able to walk without too much help from Mindy and discovered that they did feel wonderful on his feet.
“They feel perfect,” said Lynn with a smile on his face.
The girls then went to Victoria’s Secret after purchasing the heels to buy Lynn his own panties and bra to wear with the dress Mindy was going to loan him. Lynn bought three pairs of thongs, one bra to wear with the dress and two pairs of nude pantyhose.
“God Mindy that stuff is so expensive, why didn’t we just buy some inexpensive panties and a bra from Sears?”
“Because when you wear my dress I want you to feel sexy from the skin out and nice lingerie is the best way. You might as well splurge once in your life since all this stuff will be gone after next week anyway.”
“I guess your right and it did feel special on me.”
The girls returned to Mindy’s home to transform Lynn back to his male self. It was Friday night and Lynn was to be home by ten so they had to hurry. The transformation took place and Lynn left for home. As he entered the front door of his house his mother was waiting for him.
“Lynn where have you been all afternoon and evening?”
“I was with Mindy, we went to the mall.”
“Well I wish you would at least let me know what you are doing so I won’t worry about you. It sounds like you and Mindy are spending a lot of time together, is she your girl friend?”
“Come on mom, you know Mindy and I are just friends.”
“Just be careful, you never know.”
Lynn blushed and said goodnight and walked to his room. His mother couldn’t help but notice that Lynn was walking with a flirty sway to his hips.
“Lynn why are you walking that way?”
Lynn not realizing that he was walking like Lynn the girl and not Lynn the boy answered, “What do you mean?”
“You’re walking like a girl.”
My God thought Lynn after being a girl all day he forgot that he was a boy again.
“I’m sorry mom, you know how I love to tease you. It won’t happen again.”
“I hope not, you’re short and thin enough and with that long hair you refuse to cut someone might mistake you for a girl so quit fooling around.”
“Okay mom, good night.”
Lynn went to his room and couldn’t believe how exciting his day had been and then he was almost caught by his mother, he vowed to be more careful.
Lynn fell asleep and dreamed of his day again and of being that desirable girl. He relived all the adventures except when it came to Dan, this time he flirted with him again and when Dan kissed him, he kissed back. Lynn shot straight up in his bed; eyes wide open, wondering what the heck was going on in his mind. He liked girls he thought but maybe not, how could he tell, he hadn’t even started puberty and maybe as a girl he did like boys. The mind game he was playing on himself was becoming very difficult to understand, at least in another week it would all be over.
The next morning Mindy called and asked Lynn to come over to her house to practice some more.
“Mom, Mindy just called and wants me to come over to study some more. Since it’s Saturday is it alright if I go?”
“That should be okay, but if you go somewhere call and let me know. I might be going out with a friend from work and I might be late coming home so be careful when you come home. Make sure you have your key.”
“Thanks mom.”
Lynn called Mindy and told her that they could spend the whole day together.
“Oh wow, that is so cool, that means we can be girl friends all day, hurry and get over here,” replied Mindy.
Lynn rode the bus to Mindy’s home and reflected on thoughts of what went on the previous few days. Lynn went from nice fun boy to beauty queen girl in just a few hours and was having strange thoughts about what was happening. He knew he shouldn’t like what was happening but he was. The change was exhilarating to him, almost like a chameleon changing colors to blend in and not be noticed. He was also excited with the feelings he got when boys reacted in a way that girls never did when he was a boy. He knew it wasn’t right but he liked these feelings and he liked the sexual feelings it gave him, ones he didn’t get when he was a boy. He almost wished he would hurry up and become a man so he could see what it was like to feel sexual as one. Perhaps it was the lack of testosterone and the small influence of the natural estrogen in his system that was making him feel this way. By the time the bus reached Mindy’s home Lynn was beside himself with self-doubt about his sexuality.
Lynn entered Mindy’s home and told her that they needed to talk.
“Mindy, I don’t think we should do this anymore. My mind is all messed up with thinking about being a girl. It was hard enough just trying to be a boy and now I’m trying to be a girl and it scares me.”
“Lynn relax, you are doing fine, you act just like a girl when you are dressed and you’re just nervous because you think someone will discover that you are a boy when we are out. The best way to feel better is to practice more.”
“I don’t want to practice more because it’s becoming to easy for me to feel like a girl and like last night when I got home I forgot and was walking like one and my mom wondered what was going on.”
“That’s a good sign, maybe we can pull this thing off. It’s important for you to be feminine without thinking about it when you go to the different events so you’re not discovered.”
“I guess you’re right, it’s just so confusing for me at times. First I feel like a boy and then I feel like a girl. So what do you want to do today?”
“I want to go shopping again only this time we will go over to the East Mont mall. No one knows us there so it will be easier for you to relax when we shop and the kids won’t be so likely to discover what we are doing. My mom went to the salon to have her hair done and won’t be home for hours so we can get ready before she gets home and be gone when she does.”
“What should I wear?”
“Come on I have just the outfit.”
Lynn and Mindy went to Mindy’s room and she handed a pair of shorts and a blouse to Lynn.
“Lynn I want you to take a shower again and shave your legs to be sure there is no stubble. When you are done I will glue your forms on and do your hair. I want you to try to do your own makeup again today so when we are out I won’t have to do it for you.”
Lynn went into the shower and washed his hair with the fragrant shampoo and shaved his legs once again. This feminine gesture was once again was playing havoc with his brain. The increased sensitivity of his legs was pushing him in a direction he didn’t want to go and yet he couldn’t stop the new need to continue. Lynn exited the shower and found his new panties waiting for him. He slid them up his legs and felt the soft feel of satin creating a new feeling of femininity in him. Yes he thought, maybe I will be able to get through the next week after all if it is going to feel like this. The panties cradled his tiny penis and made it almost disappear.
“Lynn hurry up the cement has to dry so your breasts don’t fall off. Lay here so I can put them on.”
Lynn lay on the bed and Mindy fixed them to his chest. After the glue had set Lynn sat up and Mindy gave him a bra to help support the weight of the breasts. Lynn then tried to put on his makeup while Mindy did his hair. When they were finished Mindy had Lynn do his makeup over until it was right.
“Lynn you have to practice doing your makeup until you get it down right but we will do that when we get home after going to the mall.”
Mindy blended the seam on the forms with makeup until you couldn’t tell they weren’t real breasts. Lynn put on the shorts and a tiny blouse that showed some cleavage. He stood back and looked in the mirror.
“Mindy, I don’t think this is such a good idea, look at me, I look hot, I feel like I have almost nothing on.”
“Lynn you look like any other girl going to the mall trying to attract boys and shop. Yes you do look hot and thank God you do. I would hate it if you looked like a football player in a dress. Relax have some fun and see what being a pretty girl is like. Don’t worry I won’t let anything happen to you.”
“I know you won’t but I’m not sure that I’m ready to attract boys just yet, heck I don’t even attract girls.”
“Lynn you’re so silly, come on lets go, it’s getting late.”
The girls rode the bus to the mall to shop. They were on their third store when Mindy spotted a boy she had met the last time she had shopped here.
“Oh my God, oh my God, it’s Charlie, Lynn quick let’s go say hi.”
Lynn looked up and saw two boys and before he could say anything Mindy waved.
“Mindy what are you doing?” Lynn asked with fear running through him.
”Waving to Charlie, God he’s so cute. I met him last time I was here and didn’t give him my number and I was afraid I would never see him again. Come on just go with it, there is nothing to worry about were only going to talk to them.”
Lynn ran to catch up with Mindy and twenty feet later Mindy was introducing Lynn to Charlie and his friend Rex.
Charlie and Rex were fifteen-year-old boys that went to a private boy’s school in the area and were quite handsome. They both played football for their school and were in very nice shape. Lynn couldn’t help but notice the boys looking at her breasts and the exposed cleavage. She was becoming very uncomfortable with the attention.
“So Charlie what are you two doing here?” asked Mindy.
“We just came to hang out,” replied Charlie, “What about you?”
“Lynn and I came to shop.”
“Would it be alright if Rex and I hang out with you and Lynn?”
“Sure I would like that, what about you Lynn, is it alright?”
Lynn was flustered, he didn’t know what to say, he didn’t want to be with the boys but knew Mindy did and Mindy was his friend so he acquiesced, “I guess it would be okay.”
The boys and girls spent the next hour wandering the mall getting to know each other better. They paired up, Mindy with Charlie and Lynn with Rex. Lynn was becoming more at ease with his new being and sex and was enjoying the attention Rex was bestowing on him.
Charlie looked at Mindy and asked, “Could we take you and Lynn to the movies, there is a new scare movie playing?”
“Of course you can, we would love to go.”
Lynn looked at Mindy as if she had lost her mind.
“Lynn and I have to go to the bathroom, we’ll be right back.”
Mindy grabbed Lynn and pulled her to the girl’s room.
“Lynn relax, nothing is going to happen except we get to see a free movie. These guys are nice and won’t do anything we don’t want them to do so don’t worry, let’s go.”
Lynn was at a loss for words and followed Mindy numbly back to the boys. The boys purchased the tickets and escorted the girls to their seats and went out to buy popcorn and drinks.
“What if Rex tries to do something to me, like kiss me?” asked Lynn.
“Just turn away if you don’t want him to and if you do want him to, kiss him.”
“I couldn’t do that I’m a boy and it wouldn’t be right.”
‘Lynn you’re not a boy right now, you’re a girl and a very pretty one at that so just go with the flow. We just got free tickets to a show and now we are getting free popcorn and drinks. The reason is that we are girls not a girl and boy. Just think of it as more training to be a girl.”
By this time the boys had returned with the treats and the lights dimmed so the movie could start. The movie started and the girls and boys ate as much of the popcorn as they wished and set the container on the floor. As the movie progressed Lynn was becoming chilled because the air-conditioner was set at a low temperature and her clothing really wasn’t meant to keep her warm. Rex became aware of Lynn’s discomfort and put his arm around Lynn’s shoulder. Being new at the game of love and seduction Rex was hoping he wasn’t being to forward and scare this gorgeous girl off. Lynn on the other hand was feeling cold and Rex’s warm arm felt good so he moved closer to feel the heat radiating off Rex’s body. Rex took this as a signal that the girl liked him so he pulled her tighter to his body. Lynn was getting caught up in the movie and was enjoying the warmth coming from Rex. Lynn jumped when the movie startled him and he turned to Rex. Rex misinterpreted this gesture as a signal that Lynn wanted to be kissed. Rex moved his lips to Lynn’s and gave her a kiss. This was Lynn’s first kiss from either a boy or a girl and he was startled once again. He wanted to pull back, he wanted to push this boy away, he wanted to slap him, he wanted to tell him he was a boy, he wanted to, he wanted to, he, sigh, she wanted to wait a little longer until she pushed him away, maybe he would stop if she put her arms around his neck and pulled him tight, maybe he would never stop if she were to move even closer to him and maybe the glow in her stomach would last forever, maybe, maybe. Rex finally ended the kiss which may have lasted one second or one minute, Lynn didn’t know, she only knew that at this minute she was truly a girl and she had a crush on a boy named Rex. The movie continued and the kisses grew longer and more frequent and Lynn was becoming more inflamed. Lynn was lucky that Rex was a nice boy and inexperienced at this seduction or Lynn would have been in trouble. She was feeling a want for some kind of relief and it wasn’t coming from her still flaccid penis but from somewhere else within, she was becoming a woman.
The movie ended and the couples left. Lynn gave Rex her number against her better judgment but couldn’t help herself, she was in love. The two girls left the boys and went home. When they arrived Mindy’s mother was home and she was waiting for the girls.
“Mindy you were supposed to call me if you were going to be late. Who is your friend?”
“I’m sorry mom this is Lynnnn uh Linda from school. She just moved here and we went to the movie at East Mont mall.”
“Well I hope this doesn’t happen again or you will be on restriction.”
“Yes mom, I’m sorry.”
The girls went to Mindy’s room and started to talk.
“Mindy, I can’t believe your mom didn’t recognize me, I thought I was dead.”
“Why would she recognize you, I told you that you were too beautiful to be a boy. She only knows you as Lynn the boy and not as the pretty girl you are now.”
“I know but I still can’t believe it. God I had so much fun at the mall and Rex is so cute.”
“Yes he is and this is what I mean by you being a girl, now you sound like one and are acting like one, I think we will be able to get away with you being one next week. All you have to do is remember how you feel now and no one will ever dream you’re not a girl. I can’t even believe your not one.”
“I even feel like I’m one right now. I hope I can go back to being Lynn the boy, this is scary.”
“Don’t worry this is just a role you are playing, you will be fine.”
Lynn changed back in to the person that came over to Mindy’s home that morning and was able to leave without Mindy’s mother seeing him go out the door.
“Nice meeting you Mrs. Swanson,” said Lynn as the door shut.
Lynn entered his home and was trying to be careful not to sway his hips again. His mother looked at him and noticed something different about him. Perhaps it was the slight curl in his ponytail or something else but there was something, she just couldn’t quite put her finger on it.
“Did you and Mindy finish your project?”
“Yes but next week we are on the committee for the homecoming dance so we will be busy all day Saturday.”
“What time will you have to leave next week?”
“Around eight in the morning.”
“Okay, don’t worry I will get you up. You seem different, are you alright?”
“I’m fine mom, why do you ask?”
“I don’t know it’s just something moms feel when there is something out of the ordinary like the curl in your ponytail.”
“Oh that Mindy was playing around with my hair and wanted to see how her new hot curler worked and she got carried away. I’ll go wash my hair and it will be straight again.”
Lynn ran off to his room nervous again that he had slipped up again. Hopefully this whole thing would be over before he made a mistake again. Just then the phone rang and he dashed to answer it before his mom did.
“Hello.”
“Hi Lynn, this is Rex, I just wanted to call to tell you that I was thinking about you.”
“I’m glad you called, I miss you.”
“I miss you too. When can I see you again?”
“I don’t know, my mom won’t let me date yet.”
“Maybe we can meet at the mall again.”
“Maybe we can we’ll see, I have to go now, I’ll talk to you soon.”
Lynn hung the phone up and started back to his room.
“Who was that?” asked his mother.
”Oh just a friend from school,” he answered.
“Okay.”
Lynn turned and ran to his room, hips moving with that flirty little sway again.
“Lynn, I told you not to do that when you walk, now stop.”
“Sorry mom,” he said with a dreamy look in his eyes.
Lynn spent Sunday at home with his mother and helped clean the house and his room. He talked to Mindy and told her that he mentioned to his mother that they were on the homecoming committee and they would leave early the next week.
Monday came and Mindy reported to Miss Benson on their progress.
“Miss Benson, Lynn is doing perfectly. He is so much like a girl when he is dressed like one that he is almost like another person. He becomes a girl all the way through, it’s creepy the way he does it. I hope we aren’t doing something to him that can’t be fixed afterward.”
“I’m sure he will be okay after this is over but you two should have thought of that before your little prank. Tell Lynn that the luncheon for the cancer society is Wednesday and he can change in my office before we have to go. I want you to help him and provide him with something appropriate to wear. What ever it is you provide it should be dressy prep if you know what I mean, no jeans or shorts.”
“Yes Miss Benson.”
Mindy told Lynn of the schedule for Wednesday and they made their plans on how to succeed.
“Lynn I hate to tell you this but you are going to have to wear a skirt and sweater to the luncheon. I’ll have them for you to wear on Wednesday but you will have to buy some shoes and a new bra. The one we bought for the dress on Saturday won’t work with the sweater and I don’t have shoes that fit you and your tiny feet. If we go now we can get it done and be home for dinner.”
“Mindy I can’t go like this, these are my boys clothes.”
“Yes you can, just put on a little mascara and lipstick and comb out your hair and you will look better than half the girls that go to the mall after school.”
“Are you sure, I don’t want to make a fool of myself.”
“You will be fine.”
Lynn and Mindy went to the mall and ended up at Cathy Jean again and purchased a pair of black pumps with two-inch heels. Next came Macy’s where Lynn purchased a white lacy bra to wear under his sweater. The girls rushed home so they would arrive before their parents got home. Lynn ran into his home and looked in the mirror and realized that he forgot to remove his makeup and pull his hair back into his ponytail. He heard the key in the door and panicked. He rushed to the bathroom and locked the door as his mother entered the house.
“Lynn, I’m home.”
Lynn answered, “I’m in the bathroom, I’ll be right out.” He didn’t realize that when he did so he did it with a girlish lilt to his voice.
Lynn washed the makeup off and returned his hair to its rightful place in the back of his head.
“Hi mom, gosh I missed you today, how was work?” Lynn said, still not quite back to his male self.
“Work was fine, what has gotten into my little boy to make him so nice today?”
“I don’t know, it’s just so nice to see you.”
“Is there something your not telling me? The only time you’re like this is when you’ve done something wrong.”
“Can’t I just be nice for no reason for a change?”
“Yes you can and I like that you are, I hope you can be more like this more often.”
“I think I will be mom, it’s nice being this way.”
“So why are you so giddy this afternoon?”
“I don’t know, Mindy and I went to the mall to find some things for the homecoming dance and it was so much fun, she’s such a good friend.”
“You must really like her, even your voice is beginning to sound like hers.”
“Oh mom, as soon as I start changing into a man it won’t then, it will get lower.”
“I guess it will, I just hope you don’t change too much when it happens, your such a kind boy, it would be a shame if you became a jerk.”
“Don’t worry mom I won’t.”
“Don’t be so sure, hormones are powerful things. I’ve seen boys change into men and once they began puberty they changed into macho idiots. All they could think about was how fast they could get into our pants or get into a fight. Please don’t become that way, promise?”
“I promise mom, I won’t.”
“Okay then off to do your homework while I cook dinner.”
Lynn went to his room and did his homework, finishing in about two hours. After he was done he ate dinner with his mother and when he was finished he gathered the dishes and washed them without being asked.
“Lynn what has gotten into you, you never do chores without being asked.”
“I don’t know mom it just felt like the right thing to do.”
“Well I hope you don’t change, it’s nice to have a thoughtful child in the house for a change.”
Lynn finished and went to bed. Rex didn’t call but that didn’t stop Lynn from dreaming about him and the kisses Rex gave to him. Lynn woke with a smile and couldn’t wait to get to school.
Tuesday passed slowly and when school finally ended Mindy dragged Lynn to Miss Benson’s office.
“Lynn are you ready for tomorrow?” asked Miss Benson.
“Yes I am,” replied Lynn.
“Good, make sure you and Mindy bring everything to school tomorrow and you can come here after third period to change. I will give you a pass so you won’t get in trouble with your teachers. Mindy can help you change and then I will escort you to the Cancer society meeting. All you will have to do is eat a little lunch, present the check to them and tell them how proud you are to be there and then we will come back and you can change. You should be back before the end of school.”
“Yes Miss Benson, I’ll be ready.”
“I hope so Lynn, I really hope so.”
Lynn went to sleep that night and had a very fitful sleep. He kept dreaming of the wind blowing his skirt up and everyone could see his penis. They all started to chase him and the harder he ran the slower went. He would wake just before the crowd was going to catch him. “Boy, Boy,” they would yell. “No I’m not, I’m a girl,” he would shout back
“No you’re not,” they would shout. “Yes I am, this is a mistake,” he would say as he pointed at his penis. “Cut it off, cut it off,” the crowd would shout. “Please leave me alone, I would if I could,” he cried as the tears came. Lynn woke and sat straight up in his bed, tears streaming down his face. His mother entered his room to see what the shouting was about.
“Lynn honey, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?”
“Mom I had the worse dream, people wanted to hurt me.”
“Don’t worry honey, I won’t let anything happen to you, I love you so much,” she said as she cradled him to her breast.
Lynn snuggled against his mother and felt the fear disappear in his mother’s love.
“Thank you mom, I feel better now.”
Lynn went back to sleep and didn’t have anymore nightmares that night.
Wednesday arrived and it seemed that first, second and third periods were ten minutes long they went so fast. It was time to go to Miss Benson’s office to get ready.
“Mindy do you have everything for Lynn to get ready?” asked Miss Benson.
“Yes I do. Here Lynn take this bag into Miss Benson’s restroom and change into your panties and bra. We won’t glue your forms on today so it will be easier to change back when we return to school.”
Lynn went into the restroom and changed. He was reluctant to exit with Miss Benson in the other room.
“Come on out Lynn, you’re not the first girl I’ve seen in just a bra and panties,” stated Miss Benson.
Lynn exited feeling very self-conscious. Mindy had him sit and put on his panty hose and then made Lynn’s face up and styled his hair. Mindy had brought a soft sleeveless pink sweater with a V neck and low cut back. The gray skirt came about two inches above his knees. Lynn then put on his heels and looked in the mirror. He was beautiful.
“Lynn you are so pretty, I can’t believe that you are really a boy,” said Miss Benson.
“Thank you, I guess,” said Lynn.
“You should feel proud to have such beauty. Let me take a look at you to be sure there is nothing amiss.”
Miss Benson looked and had Lynn walk across the room. Lynn turned and walked back. Her walk was perfect, soft and feminine, better than a lot of the real girls in the school. Miss Benson also noticed that Lynn was radiating an inner beauty that couldn’t be painted on like makeup, Lynn was a girl and proud of it.
“Lynn how do you feel?”
“I don’t know, a little scared I guess.”
“Don’t be, you’re beautiful and sexy, hold your head high when you walk, let everyone know that you are a princess.”
Lynn felt her eyes begin to tear with happiness.
“Stop, don’t you dare cry or I will have to fix your makeup,” said Mindy.
“I won’t, I promise,” giggled Lynn, a most feminine gesture.
The two girls and their teacher left and went to the meeting. Lynn was a huge hit with all the ladies at the luncheon. They couldn’t help but fawn over such a pretty young woman. Lynn made her speech and then the girls left and returned to school. Lynn was relieved that everything went so well.
“Girls don’t forget that on Saturday Lynn is to have her makeover at 9 AM at the Spa so don’t be late. The other girls will be there also and you will have a chance to meet them. Lynn you were perfect today and I’m very proud of the way you handled yourself, the ladies loved you. I’m sure there were many that would have loved to bring you home with them, see you at the parade Saturday,” said Miss Benson.
“Thank you Miss Benson, I had a wonderful time at the luncheon and all the ladies were so nice to me, I wish I could do it again.”
“They were nice because they thought you were a lovely young woman, it’s almost a shame that you have to become a boy again, you really seem to shine as a girl.”
“It is fun being this way and for some reason my confidence seems to grow when I’m dressed as a girl but I know it’s wrong so next week it’s back to being a boy full time.”
Lynn finished changing just in time for school to let out and made plans with Mindy to meet at 7 AM to get ready on Saturday.
When Lynn reached home he did his homework and waited fore his mother t arrive from work. When she arrived at home they ate a take out dinner while Lynn told his mother of his plans for Saturday.
“Mom, I’m going to be gone all day Saturday. Mindy and I are on the homecoming committee and we are meeting at 7 in the morning. We will be busy all day so I won’t be home until after the homecoming dance so you won’t have to wait up for me.”
“I normally would wait for you but I am going to a wedding shower for one of the girls at work and I probably won’t be home until after midnight, but I expect you to be home right after the dance. When you get home I want you to call me on my cell phone so I know you are safe. What time does the dance let out?”
“I think around ten-thirty so I should be home by eleven or so.”
“Okay, just be careful.”
“I will, love you mom.”
Thursday and Friday came and went and the time seemed to fly at times and drag at others. Lynn was apprehensive yet excited at the prospect of becoming a princess once again. The experience at the cancer society as a princess and as a young woman was pushing him ever so slightly towards a need he didn’t yet understand.
Friday night Lynn slept and dreamed once again of being a princess only this time she was the princess of a realm. He was dressed in a great flowing strapless gown with many petticoats to fill it out. He was riding in a carriage drawn by many horses and driven by a man in a uniform. When the carriage reached it’s destination a footman opened the carriage door for Lynn to exit into the arms of a Prince. The Prince was Rex. Rex kneeled at her feet and proposed marriage.
“Oh my darling Prince, I can’t marry you just yet as I’m only fourteen years old and I’m still a boy.”
“I will wait for you until you are old enough to marry my dearest,” he responded.
“You would wait for me?”
“Yes for I truly love the beautiful princess you’ve become.”
“But I’m still a boy.”
“No you’re not for you became a girl when you became a princess. Only a girl can be a princess, for if you were truly a boy you would be a prince and not a princess.”
“Oh my dearest Rex of which you speak must be true, I am a girl through and through and I will marry you when I am old enough, kiss me my dearest.”
Rex took his princess into his arms and kissed Lynn deeply filling her with love that only two people could have in the perfect world of dreams.
Lynn’s alarm went off at 6 AM and broke the magic spell only two lovers could have. He rubbed his eyes and searched his room for his magical prince. Ugh he thought, time to get up and catch the early bus to Mindy’s. Lynn pulled on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt and raced to catch the bus, which was early for a change. He arrived at Mindy’s and she opened the door for him.
“Hurry you have to take a shower and get ready. Don’t forget to shave your legs and underarms while you are in there.”
Lynn did as he was told and exited to find a pair of red satin thong panties to put on. He pulled them up his smooth legs and reveled at the sexiness of the fabric as it slid against his skin. Mindy entered the room and pulled him to her bed and had him lie down so she could position his breast forms perfectly. Mindy applied cement to the forms and held them in place until they set.
“I put a little extra cement on the forms today because I don’t want them falling off. They may take a little longer to remove but it will be worth it. Put a little makeup on, not too much because they will remove it at the salon anyway and put your hair back into your ponytail only make it a little higher on your head like a girl would wear it. Put on these shorts and this blouse so we can get going. We will come back he later so you can dress for the parade and dance. My mom knows you are a princess except she thinks you are a girl named Linda so as long as you look like a girl there will be no problem.”
Mindy applied some makeup to the forms and blended them with extra care this day so that they would appear as normal breasts. When she was done Lynn was once again a pretty girl on her way to the salon for a makeover. The two girls rushed to the bus for they’re trip to the salon.
They arrived at 8:45 and Lynn was the second princess there.
The salon owner introduced herself to Lynn and Mindy.
”Welcome to Styles Spa. I’m Brenda Wadsworth the owner and manager and I hope we can make your morning here one in which you will want to return to enjoy again and again. Please come this way so we can get started on your makeover. Please remove your blouse and put on the smock in the dressing room and come over to have you hair washed and conditioned.”
Lynn and Mindy went to the dressing room to put on the smock. Lynn made sure to cover her bra, as she didn’t want anyone to see her breasts and figure out that they weren’t really hers.
Lynn walked back into the salon and an attractive woman in her late twenties motioned her over to her station.
“Hello, my name is Sondra and I will be you stylist today. Congratulation on being elected a princess, what’s your name?”
“Lynn and thank you.”
“Let me take your hair down so I can see what I have to work with.”
Sondra removed Lynn’s rubber band and fluffed out his hair.
“You have nice hair but you shouldn’t use a rubber band to hold it, a scrunchie would be better and it wouldn’t damage your hair. What do you have in mind for me to do?”
“I don’t know, I want my hair to look nice for tonight but I also want to be able to return it to a ponytail when ever I want,” Lynn said as he was thinking to himself that as long as he had his ponytail his mother would know nothing of this adventure.
“Hmm, let me see, I think I have the perfect style for you, it will be sexy and you will be able to have a ponytail afterwards.”
“That would be perfect,” said Lynn.
Sondra led Lynn to the wash station and had her assistant wash and condition Lynn’s hair. When she was done she wrapped Lynn’s hair in a towel and led him back to Sondra’s station. When Lynn looked around he noticed that Mindy had gone leaving him to decide what was to be done to him.
Sondra unwrapped Lynn’s hair and said, “I will have to trim your hair a little bit to get the look we want but don’t worry it will give it more body. Your friend said she would be back later and that she was going home to get your dress ready for tonight.”
Sondra started to trim Lynn’s hair and after a little while she was done. Lynn thought that she had trimmed a lot but his hair looked the same to him although it hadn’t been styled yet.
“I’m going to give you a light perm so it will be easier for you to style your hair and it will hold better when you do. It won’t have a lot of curls but much more body, I know you will love it.”
Lynn didn’t know what to say because he didn’t know what was happening to him or his hair so he just replied, “Okay.”
His hair was put in large rollers and then the solution was added and he was led to the dryers to finish this next step. While he was there another girl came to him to do his nails.
“Hi, I’m Judy and I’m going to do your nails while your hair dries. What color is the dress you are going to wear tonight?”
“It’s red.”
“Okay, let me remove your shoes and let me look at your hands. My goodness your fingernails are very short how come?”
“I play water polo and you’re not allowed to have long nails so I have to keep them trimmed.”
“Well tonight is a special night for you so I will put some extensions on them for you and you can trim them off before your next match.”
Lynn settled back and Judy did her magic on his toes and fingers and when she was done Lynn’s toes were deep red and his fingernails extended a half of an inch longer than they were when he came in here. He looked at his hands and turned them up extending his fingers so as to have a look at them.
“They’re beautiful Judy, I love them,” exclaimed Lynn as he filled with excitement of the transformation. What was lost to him was the girlish gesture he had done with his hands without a second thought and the girlish lilt that was becoming second nature with his voice.
Sondra returned and led Lynn to another station to have his makeup done before his hair could be combed out.
Lynn sat and another very pretty girl arrived with a tray that had more colors the he had thought imaginable.
“You must be a princess, hi I’m Rachel and I’m going to make your face to die for. You’re very pretty so this is going to be easy. I have to do a few things first. Who did your eyebrows?”
“My friend Mindy did them.”
“They aren’t quite straight so I will just remove a few strays and make them even and then we can start.”
Rachel began to pluck Lynn’s brows and he thought she was removing more than just a few strays however she did say that she was just going to make them even so he wasn’t too concerned.
“There, all done, now I can get started. When I’m done I will give you samples of the makeup that I used so you will be able to do this yourself. Let me turn you so you can watch what I do.”
Rachel turned Lynn so he could watch Rachel do her magic on his face. When he saw what she had done to his brows he gasped.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
What could he say, he was supposed to be a girl and he couldn’t say that his brows were too feminine looking for a boy so he said, “My brows are beautiful, you surprised me.”
‘I’m glad you like them, I really wanted to remove more of them but I guess this will have to do.”
“This will have to do?” thought Lynn, they couldn’t be more feminine looking then they were now, what am I going to say to my mother, God how did I get into this mess?
Rachel began to make Lynn’s face up and explained each move and why she was doing what she was. When she was done Lynn was speechless. Never had he seen a face as pretty as his, it was as though he couldn’t stop staring at himself.
“Wow, I think I even out did myself,” stated Rachel, “But when you start with beauty you end up with beauty.”
“Oh Rachel, I can’t believe how pretty you made me look.”
“Honey I didn’t do that much, you were already gorgeous, I just highlighted a few things, now go have your hair brushed out, it’s getting late, it’s already after twelve.”
Lynn returned to Sondra’s station to have the makeover finished. Sondra removed Lynn’s rollers and then Sondra added more fluid to his hair.
“This will relax the curl in your hair so I can style it. It will only take another hour and then you will be done. Your friend said that she is going to meet you at the school with your dress and under things so you can change there because they will be taking pictures before the parade starts and they don’t want you girls getting mussed.”
Lynn went back to the drier and read Vogue while his hair dried. He saw a beautiful dress that he wanted in the worse way, it was strapless and had lace everywhere and the hem was lower on one side than the other. I have to tell Mindy about this dress, it’s so beautiful.
Sondra returned and led Lynn back to finish styling his hair. She brushed and combed, fluffed and pushed, curled and snipped a few straggling ends until she was done. Lynn looked and looked, he tried to find the boy that had left his mothers home that morning but he was nowhere to be found. Staring back at him was a girl, not just any girl but a girl that would stop traffic in the modeling district of New York City. His face was perfection and his hair was so, so, feminine. Sondra had layered it and cut the front of it so that he had tendrils framing his face almost to his chin and as it went back it became longer until the back fell below his shoulders and brushed his back. This, added to the fullness of the style made him weak. How was he ever going to be able to have a ponytail again with hair like this he wondered?
“Sondra, how will I be able to have a ponytail with this hairstyle?” Lynn asked with concern.
“It’s easy honey watch.”
Sondra pulled Lynn’s hair back into a sort of ponytail except in the front his hair still framed his face.
“See just like that except now when you wear a pony tail you will still look sexy, that’s what you wanted wasn’t it?”
Lynn thought, how can I say that I can’t ever look like a boy with hair like this without wrecking my own life more than it is all ready?
“You’re right Sondra it’s beautiful.”
“I’m all done so go back and put on your blouse and join the rest of the girls so you can get to the school for your pictures.”
Lynn went and changed and joined the rest of the court for their ride to school. The other girls introduced themselves to each other and started chattering about the rest of the day. Lynn felt out of place at first but as the girls made her feel welcome she too became excited with the moment. She was giggling and talking about fashion and boys and teachers and boys and boys just like the real girls and in fact she too had become a real girl.
Mindy was waiting when Lynn arrived at the school.
“Hurry Lynn you can change in Miss Benson’s office.”
As Lynn exited the cab Mindy’s mouth fell open. She couldn’t believe her eyes. What had happened to he friend, he was gorgeous, he put the other girls to shame and they too were pretty. She grabbed Lynn’s arm and led her away.
“My God Lynn, what have you done? How are you going to explain this to your mother? How are you going to hide your hair or eyebrows and your nails, what were you thinking?” Mindy asked with panic in her voice.
“I don’t know Mindy, I just agreed with everything they asked me because I didn’t know what they were talking about and this happened,” Lynn said as she raised and lowered her hands to motion to herself.
“I’m so sorry, I should have never left you alone at the salon. I will think of something that we can do after the dance but it won’t be easy. Remember what you said when we first started this prank, what could go wrong, well I guess we know now, well hurry lets get you dressed and I will think of something.”
Mindy let Lynn into Miss Benson’s office and told her to remove everything except her panties. Mindy handed Lynn a red strapless bra and had her put it on. Next came the nude pantyhose and then the short red half-slip. Mindy removed the dress from a garment bag and when Lynn saw it she gasped it was so pretty. Mindy had Lynn raise her arms and then helped her lower the dress down over her head being careful not to muss her makeup and hair. The dress settled into place after Mindy had Lynn insert her arms into the sleeves. Mindy fastened the hook and then zipped the dress. The dress was tight and made Lynn pull her stomach in which created curves where there were none before. The dress was red satin off the shoulder and stopped three inches above the knee. There was red lace from the waist down to the hem and also down the sleeves. Lynn stepped into her red sandals and Mindy fastened the ankle strap. Mindy brushed Lynn’s hair and then had her look in the mirror. This time it was Lynn’s turn to be shocked. She looked at the person in the mirror unable to move. This can’t be me he thought, it couldn’t be, and I’m too beautiful to be a boy. Lynn was finally able to move and talk.
“Mindy I can’t believe this is me I’m so pretty.”
“Lynn, it is you and I can’t believe it’s you either, you’re beautiful. More importantly how do you feel?”
“I look beautiful but inside I feel pretty, I feel like the girl I’ve become. Oh Mindy what am I going to do, I don’t want to be a boy again after all this, I wish there was something we could do so I would never have to change back. Everything about this feels so right, my hair and makeup, my underwear and even my false breasts feel right and this dress the way it holds me and caresses me with each step I take makes me feel so feminine and even these three inch heels feel right, they are so comfortable to wear, Gosh I wish I was born a woman.”
“Lynn I know how you feel, I felt the same way when I wore that dress, but after I took it off I realized that it was the dress making me feel that way. When I put on my regular clothes I felt differently but was glad that I was a girl and could wear clothes like that. At least I can still wear sexy underwear everyday to remind me of how wonderful it is to be a girl. When you take off this dress tonight and you put your boy clothes back on make a special place in your mind to save all that you are going to experience tonight so you can remember it the rest of your life, this way you will remember yourself as Lynn the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” said Mindy as a tear formed in her eye.
”Oh Mindy I love you,” replied Lynn as her eyes also began to water.
“Stop Lynn don’t cry, you will ruin your makeup and I can’t fix it,” Mindy shouted as she started to giggle.
The girls left the office and went to the photo shoot. The photographer was stunned by Lynn’s beauty. He began the shoot with group pictures of the girls, then the boys, then the boys and girls together. After that came the couples, freshmen, sophomores, juniors and then the king and queen seniors. Then came the individual shots of each student. The photographer finished with Lynn but only after shooting twice as many shots of her as the rest of the students. He had her pose this way and that way, sitting and standing and I’m sure laying down if it weren’t for her dress. He finished just in time for the parade to start.
All of the couples were escorted out to a convertible car and were to sit on the top of the back seat. In the first car was Lynn and her prince Bill Jones. In the second was Brittany Atherton and her escort Robert Finegold and in the third car was Princess Stephanie Smithson and Prince Sean Murphy. The king and queen were Jason Carlson and Susan King. The parade circled the football field at halftime of the game to the applause of the audience. When the parade was finished the girls went to the gymnasium to await the dance because they didn’t want to get dirty or mussed in the stands at the game. The game ended with a victory for the home team and soon the dance began.
The dance was almost like a wedding with the king and queen dancing first and then the prince and princesses joined in. After that ceremony was over everyone was allowed to dance. Lynn was the object of attention for many of the male students all wanting to impress her with their moves. She began to enjoy watching the boys try to impress her with their dancing ability. Lynn was having innocent fun until Jason asked her to dance. She looked at him and now she felt the need to try to impress someone herself. Jason was a senior, very handsome and tall standing six-foot one and not an ounce of fat on him. Every girl in school was smitten with him and now Lynn was no exception. Fortunately Jason was smitten as well with the extraordinary beauty. They began to dance this being a fast one and then the next was slow. Jason swept Lynn into his arms and they began to dance without a word spoken. Lynn pulled herself tight against Jason’s warm body and looked up into his eyes. This was all the communication they needed to know that they were falling for each other. More words were said with their eyes than could ever be said with ones mouth. The dance ended but the couple didn’t part and continued to dance to their own special music. The next dance started and it was a fast tune. This broke the special moment going between the two students. Jason asked Lynn if she would like something to drink so they left the dance floor and sat down to enjoy each others company. Jason returned with a soda for Lynn and sat down. The two talked for an hour about all sorts of things and were becoming infatuated with each other. It was the last dance so they went back to the floor and Jason once again held Lynn close to him. He could smell her perfume and feel her body through the satin of her dress. He was becoming aroused. Please don’t let her feel this thing happening he thought to himself, I don’t want to scare her off already. Lynn could feel what was happening and knew what it was after spending so much time with the other princesses. She wasn’t disgusted by it but quite the contrary she liked what was happening, she liked having this effect on this boy she found so handsome. The dance ended and the couple stood apart but Jason wouldn’t let go of Lynn’s hand.
“Lynn, I want to see you again.”
“I want to see you too, but my mother won’t let me date until I’m sixteen.”
“Well I will find a way to see you, I love you.”
Lynn was at a loss for words. Jason loves me she thought, but how does he know so soon, maybe when you get older you know but I don’t even know right now, I just know I want to be with Jason and I will find someway to be with him.
“Lynn,” it was Miss Benson calling her, “Do you have a way home?”
“Yes I’m riding with Mindy,” Lynn answered.
“I was afraid of that, Mindy was sent home early. It seems she took a Valium and then someone gave her a coke with some rum in it and she passed out.”
“Oh my God what am I going to do?”
“It’s all right Miss Benson, I would be more than happy to drive Lynn home,” said Jason.
“Lynn would that be alright? Jason is a nice young man so he can be trusted, would you mind?”
“That would be fine, I can pick my things up at Mindy’s tomorrow.”
Jason and Lynn left the dance and with Lynn’s arm draped on his. The star struck lovers could only think of how lucky they were to have found each other. Jason intertwined his fingers with hers and let go only when he reached the car and opened the door for his new love. Lynn sat and swung both legs together into the car like any proper young woman would do. Jason couldn’t help but notice Lynn’s shapely legs when she did this, God I’m so lucky to have found a girl like this, sexy and innocent, beautiful and yet she can have a conversation without sounding stupid, thank you God. Jason went around and let himself into the car. After he sat down Lynn moved over to him and snuggled against his arm. Jason started the car and then put his arm around Lynn’s shoulder. He feels so warm and strong thought Lynn, I hope he kisses me when he drops me off, he’s so wonderful and handsome.
Jason arrived at Lynn’s home and opened the door for her to exit. The two lovers walked hand in hand up to the front porch.
“Thank you Jason for driving me home, I had a wonderful evening,” said Lynn as she took Jason’s other hand in hers.
“I did too, I just wish your mother would let you date,” answered Jason as he looked deeply into her eyes.
“Oh, Jason,” Lynn said as she let go of Jason’s hands and threw her arms around his neck and held him tight with her head nestled against his chest.
The couple stood holding each other in an embrace for several minutes and words of love passed through their bodies even though not a sound passed their lips. Jason pulled back and looked down at his love and lowered his lips to hers and began their first kiss. Jason felt Lynn’s lips as they pressed against his with a passion he had never felt from another girl before. Her lips felt soft and innocent and pure, like a virgin falling in love for the first time.
Lynn broke the kiss and said to Jason, “Hold me?”
Jason took her trembling body to his and held her.
“I had better go in now,” Lynn said to Jason after she had calmed down.
“Okay, good night Lynn,” he said as he gave her one last kiss.
Lynn had to use the secret key, the one hidden under the third vase from the left as her key was still at Mindy’s in his jeans. Lynn unlocked the door and entered the living room and sat on the couch. She sat and reflected the day’s events and how she had found a new person hidden under the skin of a boy named Lynn. She felt serene and whole, she felt calm, and it was the most wonderful feeling she had ever felt. Lynn reached down to take her heels off and made a discovery, her nails were in the way to undo the ankle straps on her sandals. This will take some doing she thought, let me think of how to do it without breaking my nails. She leaned against the pillows at the end of the couch and thought of her nails but quickly the thoughts changed to Jason, a warm glow filled her body as she drifted off to sleep.
Lynn didn’t hear the key sliding past the pins in the lock cylinder or the dead bolt snapping open, or the door shutting. Nor did she hear the sound of heels clicking on the hardwood floor as Mrs. Collins entered the room.
Lynn’s mother looked at the couch and saw the girl asleep, lying against the pillows in a semi upright position. My goodness she thought, my little boy has brought home a girl friend. No wonder he and Mindy are just friends, this girl is beautiful. She looked at her with the eyes of a mother appraising her son’s selection of a soul mate. This girl is beautiful she thought, her hair and makeup are perfect, her dress is sexy but classy, she has pretty legs and her heels are perfect for this dress, I wonder if she is as pretty inside as she is out? Mrs. Collins reached down and touched Lynn’s shoulder.
Lynn opened her pretty eyes and looked trying to recognize the person standing over her. Her mind was focusing and finally she saw and gasped, “Mommy,” then a pause and then, “Oh Mommy.”
“Mommy? Lynn is that you? Oh my God what happened?” asked Mrs. Collins as her face went pale.
Lynn stood legs together, never losing one bit of femininity and looked at her mother tears forming in her eyes and said, “Mommy please hold me,” and then the dam broke and the tears ran down her face as her mother took her in her arms and held her tight.
“Shh, shh, it’s alright my baby, it’s alright, nothings going to hurt you, mommy’s here, I won’t let anything happen to my little girl, I love you.”
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This is the continuation of the Homecoming Princess story. Lynn is becoming a very nice young woman but there are other things in the world that aren't so nice. This chapter includes a rape scene and although it isn't graphic I have rated this story as XXX as a warning. Please don't let it scare you away as this is a very nice story.
Princess Found
By
Arecee
Susan Collins wearily walked across the hall to the hard marble bench and sat down to reflect on the horrors of the past three weeks. She looked up at the sign next to the double doors and read what it said, “Superior Court, Room B.” Actually she didn’t really read the sign but just used it as a point of reference as she lost herself in thought. How could such an innocent thing escalate to such violence and why would such a thing happen to a kind person like Lynn, life just wasn’t fair she thought as a tear ran down her cheek, dropping from her jaw and leaving a dark stain on her gray skirt.
Susan drifted back to that fateful night when she first met her daughter.
“Good night Jenny,” Susan said as her friend dropped her off from the office party she had attended earlier. Susan walked to the front door of her home in a small suburb of San Francisco. Susan was a realtor and made a very nice living from home sales in the area. She and some of her girl friends had ended an evening of work by attending a club with male strippers and she was still giddy with excitement. Susan pushed her key into the lock cylinder and turned the dead bolt open with a click, opened the door and entered. She closed the door and walked into the living room, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor. Susan was startled by the sight of the beautiful young woman seated on the couch slumped over in a restful sleep. Susan wondered where her son Lynn was, maybe in the kitchen getting some refreshment for his beautiful girl friend. Susan walked to the girl and looked at her, my God is she pretty Susan thought. Susan looked at the girl appraising her with the eye of a woman who new fashion and what class looked like and this girl had class, she was gorgeous, her makeup was flawless as was her hair, her nails matched her dress and heels and she had legs that were sexy beyond description. Lynn is a very lucky young man to have a girlfriend as pretty as this she thought. I wonder what kind of personality she has, if it were anything as nice as her appearance she would be a goddess. Susan reached down and touched the girl’s shoulder to wake her from her slumber. The girl opened her eyes and looked up at Susan. She seemed to be disoriented as most people are when first awakened. Susan looked into the girl’s eyes; she has the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen Susan thought as she drank in the beauty of the girl. Susan’s thoughts were shattered as the girl spoke.
“Mommy,” there was a pause as the girl gathered her thoughts and then dissolved into tears, “Oh, Mommy,” she said in despair.
Had Susan heard correctly as to what the girl had said, Mommy?
“Mommy? Lynn is that you? Oh my God what happened?” Susan asked as she went pale.
Lynn rose gracefully from the sofa, legs together never losing one bit of femininity as she stood. Lynn looked at her mother and said, “Mommy please hold me,” as the tears flowed down her cheeks onto her dress. Susan took Lynn into her arms and held her tight as she began to sob.
“Shh, shh, it’s all right my baby, it’s all right, nothings going to hurt you, mommy’s here, nothing’s going to happen to my little girl, I love you.”
Susan held her baby for what seemed like hours until Lynn was able to finally talk.
“Oh Mom, I’m so ashamed, look at me, you’re going to hate me for what I’ve done.”
“My baby, my poor baby, I could never hate you no mater what you do. Come and sit down and tell me what has happened to my little boy.”
Lynn sat next to his mother and began the story from the beginning explaining how the whole thing started as a joke with he and Mindy and it just got out of control. He didn’t want her to find out what he had done but when he came home and tried to remove his heels his nails were in the way and he fell asleep and that was why she found him dressed as he was. Tears once again ran down Lynn’s face, for he felt nothing but shame for what he had done.
Susan watched her son as the story unfolded, first she was angry, especially with Miss Benson who was going to get an earful from her Monday morning, but then she began to soften her feelings as to what had happened, Lynn after all made a beautiful girl and he seemed to be alright with what had happened except for the embarrassment of being caught dressed as a girl and besides what mother wouldn’t be proud to have her daughter as a homecoming princess and finally Susan started to giggle.
Lynn’s tears stopped as he asked, “Why are you laughing Mom?”
“I’m laughing because you are starting to learn what a pain in the ass being a woman can be at times.”
“I don’t understand.”
“Well you told me when you came home you couldn’t remove your heels because you didn’t want to break your nails, now that’s a girl if I ever heard one,” Susan giggled. “Now you have to unzip your dress, remove your hose without running them and then wash all the makeup off your face. After all that’s done you have to put your hair up or it will be a mess in the morning and then you can go to bed, that’s what I mean by it being a pain in the ass but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Now let’s get you cleaned up and dressed in one of my night gowns before you go to bed and then tomorrow you and I are going to have a mother daughter talk to see where this is all going.”
“Mom, I love you,” Lynn gushed as she hugged her mother, “Oh I almost forgot, there is one more thing I have to do tomorrow as a princess. We have to visit a convalescent hospital in the afternoon and then my responsibilities will be done.”
“What are you going to wear?”
“I don’t know, I’ll get something from Mindy.”
“Alright sweetheart, now, off to bed.”
Lynn went to her room and true to her mother’s word she couldn’t undo her dress so she had to ask her mother to unzip the dress before she could remove it. With a little work she was able to remove her heels and didn’t even break her nails. Next came her makeup, which she removed with trepidation as she was going to miss the beauty once the makeup was gone. Lynn asked her mother to help with her hair, as this was something she had never done before. Susan piled Lynn’s hair on her head and pinned it so she could do something with it in the morning. This interaction was causing Susan to have new feelings toward her son or maybe one should say daughter as this was something only a mother and daughter can have and Susan liked what she was able to do with her daughter.
“Lynn watch what I do with your hair so you will be able to do it in the future. Tomorrow I will help you style it and help you with your makeup, this is so much fun,” Susan gushed.
“Thanks Mom, I hope we will be able to do lots of things like this when I get older.”
“We will sweetheart, we will.”
Lynn donned the nightgown her mother had loaned her and went to bed. Lynn was not able to remove her forms and found that lying on her stomach was out of the question, another girl thing I have to learn she giggled. Lynn fell asleep and slept soundly the whole night as the activities of the day came crashing down on her.
The sun came peeking trough the window and hit Lynn in the eyes causing her to wake. She looked around her room and decided she had to go to the bathroom, as her bladder felt like it would burst. Lynn found the toilet and sat like a good girl and relieved herself. She patted herself dry, rose and looked in the mirror. This was the first time Lynn had looked in the mirror without makeup on since the dance. Her hair was piled high on her head and she marveled at how feminine she looked even without makeup. I am so screwed when I go back to school Monday, there is no way I will be able to hide what I have done thought Lynn. Lynn pulled the pins from her hair and let it fall softly around her face. She ran her fingers through it and fluffed it until it framed her face like the night before. Lynn tried to pull it back into a ponytail to look more masculine but failed miserably, the cut of the style wouldn’t allow the word masculine to exist, it was too feminine and would remain so unless Lynn were to have his hair cut off. Lynn just shook his head and walked down to the kitchen to join his mother and to see what she would say this morning after having all night to think about what he had done.
Lynn entered the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door to see if he could find some orange juice and waited for his mother to comment on his appearance. There was a silence in the room as Susan watched her son pour his juice. Lynn knew he had better say something or she might not speak to him ever again or so he thought.
“Good morning Mom,” Lynn said sheepishly.
“Good morning sweetheart and how is my little girl this morning?” Susan answered as though Lynn had been a girl all his life.
“I, I’m fine Mom, you aren’t mad at me?” Lynn answered softly, still speaking in his girl’s voice.
“Oh honey, no, I’m not angry, at least not at you, why would you think I was?”
“Because of the way you found me last night.”
“Last night I was startled by what I saw, but when I woke you and found a beautiful daughter instead of a son I was surprised, but no I’m not angry with you, in fact I’m still a little bit in awe with your beauty. Last night you mentioned that you had to go to a convalescent hospital today, what time is that?”
“Three o’clock.”
“Good, that will give us plenty of time for the talk I promised you last night. Let’s have breakfast first and then we can spend some time together as mother and daughter. You had better call Mindy so she can bring something for you to wear when you go out later, but I think we had better have our talk first so we know where this thing is headed.”
“Okay Mom.”
Lynn made some toast for both his mother and himself and served her hers on a plate. Lynn was very conflicted at the moment, he didn’t know if he should be Lynn the girl or Lynn the boy and his mother was being noncommittal about his appearance, yes she had called him her daughter when she greeted him this morning but other than that it was the same as always, perhaps it was the innocence of youth that made him think that all they would talk about would be his appearance and not talk as though this was just another day.
“Tell me all about the dance last night, did you have fun?”
Lynn didn’t know how to respond to the question, how much should he tell his mother, he couldn’t mention the kiss, she would freak if she found out about that, he decided to keep it simple.
“It was okay I guess.”
“Just okay? Come on sweetheart tell me everything, that’s what girls do.”
Lynn looked at his mother. "She called me a girl again, maybe I’m not in trouble after all," he thought.
“Mom, it was magical. First, my prince escorted me into the room and then we danced after the king and queen finished the first dance, it was so special. After that boys were lined up to dance with me so I danced every dance. The only scary thing that happened was when Mindy had to be brought home when she took a Valium. I was lucky that Jason was nice enough to drive me home. If it weren’t for that I would have changed at Mindy’s and you would never have known about all this.”
“Of course I would have known, what were you going to do about you hair and eyebrows?”
“I didn’t think about that and after they finished with me at the salon I knew I was in trouble.”
“So tell me how did you like dancing with the boys?”
“At first I thought it would creep me out but I felt so pretty inside that I loved it, I felt special and wanted, I felt like a pretty girl.”
“You are a pretty girl so you should feel that way but that brings us to the next thing, where do you want to go with all this? You look like a very pretty girl and act like one too but you really are a boy or maybe I should say you were a boy. I need to know what you want to do from now on, do I have a son or do I have a daughter?”
“Mom, I don’t know, I look in the mirror and I see your daughter and then I look inside myself and I right now I feel like your daughter but I know when I was born I was your son and I haven’t been this way for very long but for some reason it feels right, I feel like a girl and I love feeling this way.”
“Maybe you feel this way because you’re so pretty. If you were average looking you might feel differently.”
“I don’t think so Mom, when this first started I didn’t know how I would look. I saw my picture after Mindy made the posters but I didn’t relate to the girl in the picture, she was just a pretty girl that I would have liked to date. After I was elected princess and had to become a girl and as Mindy trained me I found that I hated becoming a boy when we were done. When I put my boy clothes back on I felt as though my life was slipping away but when I became a girl again all seemed right, it was a feeling not my looks that made me feel whole.”
“What do you want to do now, live as a girl or go back to being my son?”
“Do you mean I can make a choice?”
“Yes you may.”
“Oh Mommy, please I want to be a girl.”
“Are you sure, it won’t be easy?”
“More than anything.”
“Okay Lynn, my little girl, my daughter, my daughter,” Susan trailed off with a dreamy look in her eyes, “We have a lot of things to do before you return to school. There are many things that must be attended to if you’re going to become a young woman. Monday I’ll call my doctor and discuss what you want to do and if we are lucky we might be able to stop your puberty into becoming a man and have you become a woman instead. Go phone Mindy and see if you can borrow something to wear so I can take you shopping for some clothes before you go out this afternoon, having a daughter is going to be so much fun.”
“I love you Mom,” Lynn said as she gave Susan a hug.
“What was that for?”
“It’s what daughters do with their mothers don’t they?”
“Yes they do,” Susan replied as a tear formed in her eye.
Lynn ran to the phone and excitedly dialed Mindy’s number.
“Hello.”
“Hi, Mrs. Swanson, is Mindy home?”
“Yes, who is this?”
“It’s me Lynn.”
“Lynn, you sound different, are you alright?”
“Oh yes Mrs. Swanson I feel wonderful, I feel perfect.”
“Lynn you’re so silly sometimes, let me get Mindy for you, Mindy,” shouted Mrs. Swanson, “It’s Lynn on the phone.”
Lynn heard Mindy pick the receiver up and say, “Hello.”
“Mindy, are you alright? How do you feel?”
“I feel fine now, but last night I thought I was going to die, God I felt like shit, oops I mean I felt terrible. Where are you, are you at home?”
“Yes.”
“How did you get home from the dance?”
“Jason drove me.”
“What did your mom say when you got home, how did you get in the house?”
“I used the secret key and my mom wasn’t home so I thought I was safe.”
“What about you hair and eyebrows, oh God and your nails, what did you do, cut everything off?” Mindy asked fearfully.
“No I didn’t do anything to myself. When I got home Jason kissed me goodnight,” Lynn whispered into the phone, “ And then I went into the house to change. I sat on the couch and went to remove my heels but my nails were in the way and I accidentally fell asleep. My mom came home and found me asleep with everything on.”
“Oh my God, Oh my God, what did she say?”
“She was surprised but she was cool with it. She’s going to let me be her daughter.”
“What? Her daughter, oh my God.”
“What’s wrong?”
“I told Miss Benson that I was afraid something like this might happen, are you sure this is what you want?”
“More than anything but I need your help.”
“What do you need?”
“May I borrow something to wear, Mom wants to take me shopping.”
“Shopping?”
“Yes, do you want to come with us?”
“God I wouldn’t miss this for the world, yes of course I want to come with you, I never miss an opportunity to shop.”
“We’ll see you in an hour.”
“Okay.”
Lynn hung the phone up and told her mother Mindy was coming shopping with them.
“Well hurry up and find something to wear to Mindy’s house and don’t forget to bring her dress back to her.”
“Yes Mom.”
Lynn found a pair of shorts and a t-shirt to wear to Mindy’s knowing that he could change into her clothes when he arrived.
Susan and Lynn arrived at the Swanson’s house and Lynn stood behind his mother as Susan knocked on the door.
Janet Swanson answered the door and greeted Susan.
“Hi Susan, how are you?” Janet asked cheerily, “Linda, what are you doing here with Susan, Oh my God, Lynn is that you?”
“Yes Mrs. Swanson.”
“Janet, we had better talk so I can explain what is happening and when I’m finished you may want to talk to Mindy about her role in all of this,” said Susan.
Susan and Lynn entered the house and stood in silence as Janet looked at Lynn.
“Did you say Mindy had something to do with this?” Janet said while pointing at Lynn.
“Yes, I’m afraid she did, apparently these two pulled a prank on the school and this is the result.”
“Mindy,” yelled Mrs. Swanson, “Get your tail down here right now young lady.”
Mindy came running when she heard her mother, she knew she was in trouble because her mother never yells like that.
“Yes mom, hi Mrs. Collins, hi Lynn.”
“You’re not going to say hi to Linda, Mindy?” asked Janet with a sneer in her voice.
“No, Mom,” answered Mindy as she lowered her head.
“Do you want to tell me what happened and why you lied to me Mindy?” asked Janet.
Mindy was so busted and she knew it, how was she going to explain this to her mother, her best friend who used to be a boy was standing in her living room with breasts, his hair done and with long red nails. Lynn didn’t even have makeup on and he still looked like a beauty queen, shit, shit, what can I say, I can’t even lie myself out of this one she thought.
“It was just a little prank mom, we didn’t think it would go wrong, not like this,” answered Mindy.
“Just a little prank, look at your friend, I wouldn’t call that a little prank, do you know what damage you’ve done to Lynn?” asked Janet.
“Please don’t be angry with Mindy, Mrs. Swanson, I’m just as much to blame, all I had to do was say no but I didn’t,” begged Lynn.
“Janet, maybe you and I should talk about all this and then you can make your own decision as to what to do with Mindy, but after we talk I think you might temper your decision. Mindy why don’t you take Lynn and find something for him to wear and help him with some makeup,” said Susan.
“Yes Mrs. Collins, come on Lynn, let’s go to my room.”
Lynn and Mindy went to Mindy’s room to find something appropriate for Lynn to wear. The two girls couldn’t wait to talk.
“Oh God Lynn, when I saw you with your mother, I thought I would die, I forgot what you would look like, I’m so used to you being a boy, what did my mom say when she saw you?”
“She called me Linda and asked what I was doing here and then she realized it was me, God I thought she would pass out right there, it was kind of funny in a way.”
“How does your mom feel about all this?”
“She seems pretty cool about it right now but I want to see how she is later.”
“How’s this blouse, do you think your mom will be alright with it, and wear these shorts with it.”
“Let me try them on.”
“Okay.”
Susan went with Janet into the kitchen while Janet made some coffee. Susan told her all she knew of the prank and the pressure Miss Benson put on the students and that Mindy was just trying to help her best friend get through a very difficult experience. Susan was right, Janet did soften her anger towards Mindy and told Susan that both she and Mindy would like to go to the mall as Mindy’s father was playing golf and would be gone most of the day.
“Mindy, are you and Lynn ready to go?” shouted Mrs. Swanson.
“We’ll be right down mom,” answered Mindy.
Mindy finished helping Lynn with his makeup, just a little mascara and lip-gloss. Lynn looked in the mirror and liked what she saw, a little teen hottie ready to prowl the mall. Lynn was wearing the same outfit she wore when she met Rex, well almost the same, the blouse was barely less revealing but her cleavage still was to be seen but to a lesser amount and of course her tummy still showed. The girls ran down the stairs to go shopping.
“Lynn what do you have on, you can’t go out looking like that,” exclaimed Susan.
“Mom, this is what all the girls wear,” answered Lynn.
“I’m afraid she’s right Susan, the first time I saw Mindy dressed like that I had a fit too, but then I looked around and saw that she was actually dressed much nicer than a lot of girls I saw, and think about it, what did your parents say the first time they saw you in hip huggers, face it Susan, we’re getting old.”
“You’re right Janet, I guess we are,” Susan answered as the two women laughed.
The foursome left and ended up at the mall for several hours of serious shopping, after all Susan had a new daughter to clothe, a daughter with nothing to wear. It was a good thing Mindy was with them or Lynn would have been clothed like a forty year old woman but all was well as the girls swept through the stores buying all the latest fashions. By the time they left the mall Lynn’s wardrobe had increased by a trunk full of clothes and her mother’s bank account was so much the lighter. Lynn had bought lingerie, skirts, blouses, several dresses, sweaters, low cut jeans, shoes, had her ears pierced, and bought makeup from the lady that gave her face a makeover at Macy’s. The women had to rush as Lynn had an appointment to keep and she didn’t have to borrow Mindy’s clothes to keep it. Lynn could hardly wait to wear her own clothes.
Lynn dressed for the visit to the convalescent hospital with her mother’s supervision.
“Lynn, wear this skirt and blouse, it will be perfect,” Susan said. Dressing her daughter was a new experience for Susan and she was going to make the most of it.
Lynn donned the black skirt and pink blouse and added the black pumps she had purchased the previous week. Susan fussed with Lynn’s hair and makeup, straightened her skirt and blouse, made sure her panty hose was perfect and then started all over again.
“Maybe you should wear something else, maybe the blue skirt with the white blouse, hmm let me see?” Susan questioned. Dressing Lynn was like having a life size doll and Susan didn’t want to stop playing with it.
“Mom, will you please stop, you’re making me nervous, I still worry someone will see that I’m a boy and you aren’t helping by being this way.”
“I’m just trying to help and besides it’s so much fun helping you.”
“I know Mom, I love that we can do this but I look fine and I have to be at the school in fifteen minutes.”
“I’m sorry honey, grab your black sweater and I’ll drive you to school.”
“Thanks Mom.”
Susan drove Lynn to the school and dropped her off to join the three other girls that were waiting for their ride to the hospital.
The girls all hugged each other and couldn’t wait to talk of the previous evening. Susan watched the interaction with Lynn and the girls and felt that she was doing the right thing allowing Lynn to transition to female. Susan also noticed that Lynn was behaving like a typical teenaged girl, every movement was feminine, where did her little boy go, she wondered.
Susan waited until the chaperone arrived to escort the girls. She didn’t want her daughter left without adult supervision, especially one as pretty as Lynn.
Lynn arrived home at six o’clock. Susan was worried the whole time he was gone. Lynn entered the door and was bubbling with excitement.
“Well, what has my baby so excited?” Susan asked.
“Oh Mom, we had so much fun and I met someone very special at the hospital.”
“And who would that be, a handsome male orderly?”
“God no Mom, be serious, I met the sweetest little old lady, she’s ninety three years old and we talked for hours, her name is Irma Mac Lain. She told me about her life and everything.”
“She did, did she, what did she tell you?”
“All about when she was young and how she was also a beauty queen, I think she called herself a bathing beauty. When I came into her room she was sitting in a chair looking out of the window. She turned and looked at me and when she saw me her eyes seemed to twinkle with excitement. She smiled and asked me what my name was. Mom, she was so tiny and frail that I had to help her stand. She took my arm and asked me to help her walk to the garden. I escorted her out into the garden and helped her sit on a bench. She asked me to sit with her and then she told me about how she came from a small town in the mid-west next to the Missouri River and rode the train to Hollywood because she wanted to be the next “it girl.” I asked her what an “it girl” was and she just laughed and told me I was pretty enough to be an "it girl." Anyway she told me that she was very lucky and was able to find a nice man and married well. She had three boys and always wanted a girl but that was not to be as her husband went off to war and died in Italy during the invasion. I felt so bad for her because her eyes were watering when she told me that. She had to raise her sons on her own and even though she had money from her husband she took a job and worked her way up until she bought the company. Then she took both my hands in hers and told me that I was very beautiful but not to worry about finding a rich man but to study hard in school and become successful on my own because my beauty won’t last forever. When she told me that I looked at her face and even though it was wrinkled and twisted from age she was still beautiful and then I knew what she was telling me, that beauty came from within and not how you appeared from the outside. Would it be alright if I visited her again?”
“Of course you can, I’d be disappointed if you didn’t.”
“I’m going to change into something more comfortable Mom.”
“Okay honey, hurry, dinner is almost ready.”
The rest of the evening Lynn and Susan discussed Lynn’s day and how he was adjusting to being a girl. Susan had decided to keep Lynn at home Monday so she could make arrangements on how Lynn would be able to attend school as a girl if that’s what he wanted, she also wanted to have a chat with that Miss Benson who screwed up her son’s life and that conversation wasn’t going to be pretty.
Monday morning came and Susan let Lynn sleep in since she had several things to attend to concerning Lynn. First she called her doctor and made an appointment for that afternoon so Lynn could have an examination and then they could decide the best way for Lynn to transition if that was what she really wanted. Next she called the school and informed them that Lynn would miss today as he had a doctor’s appointment that afternoon and finally she asked to talk to Miss Benson.
“This is Miss Benson.”
“Miss Benson, this is Lynn Collins mother. I would like to come to school this morning to discuss what you did with Lynn.”
“I don’t have time for that this morning,” Miss Benson answered in a condescending tone of voice.
“Well I suggest that you find time this morning or maybe the police will find time for you.”
“Police?”
“Yes the police, I think they would find what you did to my son very interesting.”
There was a pause and then Miss Benson spoke, “Umm, I think I can fit you in at ten o’clock, will that work for you?”
“Yes it will and I’m really looking forward to meeting you,” Susan spoke with venom in her voice as she hung up the phone.
Susan showered and dressed for her appointment with Miss Benson. Before she left she woke Lynn so he could get ready by the time she returned.
“Lynn, I have to go to your school and will be back later. Since you didn’t have to go to school today please clean the kitchen while I’m gone and then get ready for your doctors appointment at two-thirty.”
“What doctors appointment?”
“I want a doctor to look at you before we decide what coarse we are going to take if you still want to be a girl.”
“Okay Mom.”
Susan drove to the school and was escorted into Miss Benson’s office.
“Mrs. Collins, I’m Miss Benson,” said as she extended her hand to greet Susan.
Susan didn’t reach her hand out, in fact the look Susan gave Miss Benson left no doubt in her mind that Susan Collins wasn’t a person to be trifled with.
“Miss Benson, let’s get to the point of my visit, I want to know what in the Hell you were thinking by making Lynn dress as a girl?”
“It was a form of punishment,” Miss Benson replied as she sat taller to try to gain advantage over Susan.
Susan wasn’t stupid and knew what Miss Benson was trying to do and because Susan wasn’t a student she looked her directly in the eye and without a flinch said, “You fuck up my sons life and then tell me its punishment, you’re sick.”
“Well I think the punishment worked quite well if I say so myself. I doubt Lynn will want to try a silly prank like that again,” Miss Benson said as she glowed with pride.
“Well I hope you’re happy with yourself because Lynn surely won’t pull a silly boys prank again and thanks to you Lynn doesn’t want to be a boy again, you just made his life a living hell.”
Miss Benson turned pale and answered, “What do you mean Lynn doesn’t want to be a boy?”
“You heard me Lynn wants to be a girl and do you know what that means when he returns to school, he will be the target of every bully in school.”
“I didn’t mean for this to happen, I thought it would be an innocent lesson and that he would hate dressing like a girl. I thought he would want to hurry and be a boy after having to be a girl at the different functions, I never would have made him dress up if I knew he would want to be a girl after this was all over.”
“Didn’t you realize what you were doing to him? Lynn hasn’t even started puberty yet and when he dressed as a girl and was popular it did things to his mind that he doesn’t understand. He thinks now that he wants to be a girl because he is so pretty as one and he loves being one. He never had a chance to be a man yet and you did this to him, you bitch,” Susan cried as tears filled her eyes.
“I’m so sorry, Mrs. Collins, if I had only known I would have never done this to him.”
“But you did and now we have to figure out a way to help Lynn and not destroy his life. I’m taking him to a doctor’s appointment this afternoon and see what can be done. I’ve been trying to think of a way for Lynn to be able to attend school as a girl if that’s what he wants and I think maybe I have a solution. If you were to say that Lynn is really a girl and was part of an experiment of a girl trying to see what boys are like from a different perspective for a nation wide study maybe the students will accept him as a girl and if that doesn’t work God help you because if you think I’m angry now you just wait and see what a bitch I can be.”
“Please call me after the appointment and let me know what I should do so I can make arrangements if Lynn decides to transition. Please don’t be angry with me, I really am a nice person and I never meant this to happen, I’m so sorry.”
“I know you didn’t mean any harm but when you mess with a person’s sexuality things like this can happen especially with a young person because they are very impressionable at this age and when an adult says something to them they feel the results are the right thing even if they’re not, you should know that.”
“Please Mrs. Collins, lets try to make this right, I’ll be waiting for your call.”
Miss Benson extended her hand once more and this time Susan took it, no use having her as an enemy thought Susan, if we work together maybe Lynn will be alright after this is all over.
Susan drove home to pick Lynn up for his doctor’s appointment. Susan was pleased with Lynn’s appearance. Lynn was wearing a skirt and a blouse that tucked into the waist of the skirt, white ankle socks and blue canvass shoes that matched the color of the skirt. Lynn had tastefully done his makeup and his hair looked perfect. Susan could tell her son had taken time so as to look perfect for the doctor’s appointment.
“You look very nice Lynn,” said Susan.
“Thanks Mom,” answered Lynn.
“I’m glad you decided to wear something more appropriate than yesterday, I’m not quite used to the fashions you girls wear today.”
“That’s why I chose what I did Mom,” giggled Lynn, knowing how uncomfortable his mother had been the day before when she had seen him with his “seduce the boys at the mall” outfit on.
“I’m glad, thank you Lynn, grab your purse and let’s go, we have a lot to do.”
Lynn and Susan arrived at the doctor’s office and Lynn was soon ushered into an examination room.
“Please remove all your clothing and put on this smock,” said the nurse.
Lynn removed his clothing as asked and put on the smock. The doctor entered the room several minutes later.
“Good afternoon Lynn. I’m Dr. Bruce. Your mother made this appointment for you so I could examine you so we can come to some conclusion as to how we should handle your sexuality. She told me that you want to be a girl, is that correct?”
“Yes it is.”
“You look like you are well on your way already, you’re very beautiful.”
“Thank you,” Lynn answered as she blushed with the compliment.
“Would you please remove your smock so I might have a better look at you?”
Lynn removed his smock for his examination.
“My goodness, it looks like you forgot to remove something else Lynn, although you do look good with breasts, they match your appearance.”
Lynn suddenly realized that he had forgotten to remove his breast forms, in fact he had become so used to them he felt that they were his real breasts.
“Oh my God, I forgot to remove them and I don’t have solvent to take them off,” Lynn said as his face turned red with embarrassment.
“That’s alright Lynn, we can work around them,” said Dr. Bruce. As Dr. Bruce started to examine Lynn she had to ask why Lynn wanted to be a girl.
“So tell me Lynn, why do you want to be a girl and how long have you felt this way?”
“Just since I was elected homecoming princess.”
“And how long has that been?”
“Two weeks.”
“Hmm, two weeks, and in two weeks you’ve decided that you want to be a girl?”
“Yes, I know that sounds strange but it just feels right being this way.”
Dr. Bruce grabbed Lynn’s penis and scrotum and Lynn gasped.
“Does that hurt?”
“No, you just shocked me, your hand is cold.”
“Lets see, you just turned fourteen, I can tell you haven’t started puberty yet so maybe this is affecting your desire to become a woman. I’m finished with my examination so you can put your clothes back on. When you’ve finished I would like nurse Smith to draw some blood and then I want a word with you and your mother.”
Lynn removed his gown and put his clothes back on and then nurse Smith drew some blood before Lynn joined his mother in Dr. Bruce’s office.
Dr. Bruce began, “Susan, Lynn, what you want to do is a very serious life decision. When we are dealing with minors it is even more so. Lynn, why did you come to see me today?”
“I don’t know, my mother told me I should see you.”
“Okay, Susan, why did you bring Lynn here today?”
“I thought you could help him make his wish come true and help him become a woman.”
“And how would you feel about that Lynn?”
“I don’t know, I just know that I want to be a girl.”
“And how do you know that, you’ve only been a girl part time for two weeks and I hardly think that would justify you thinking that you want to be a girl. Susan why are you doing this with Lynn?”
“Because I could tell when he woke and I met Lynn the girl the first time that this was what he wanted. Everything seemed so right especially yesterday when we spent the day as mother and daughter, I knew it was the right thing, that Lynn wanted to be a girl.”
“Are you sure that this isn’t something you want more than Lynn?”
“Heavens no, Lynn being a girl will break my heart but I love him and if that’s what he wants then I will support him no mater what.”
“Okay, I can understand your support of Lynn but as a doctor I have to be sure this is really what Lynn wants. If I start treatment to turn Lynn into a girl now and he changes his mind at a later date there will be damage done that can’t be undone and I won’t have that no mater what kind of friend you are Susan, I would never forgive myself if I were to ruin Lynn’s life by making a hasty decision, so here’s what I propose to do, I will give Lynn and injection that will delay puberty for several months. I want you to see a therapist that specializes in gender disorders and after that if he recommends that I start hormone therapy I will. Here is a referral for Dr. Jackson, he is one of the best in his field, and Lynn remove your breasts once in a while or your skin will be damaged.”
“Thanks Jenny,” said Susan as she and Lynn exited Dr. Bruce’s office.
Susan called Dr. Jackson on her cell phone to make an appointment, as she wanted this whole thing to be over with as soon as possible, especially if she was going to have a daughter instead of a son.
“Dr. Jackson’s office.”
“Yes my name is Susan Collins and I would like to make an appointment for my daughter.”
“The soonest I can fit you in is a month and a half from now, unless you can come in tomorrow morning as I’ve had a cancellation but you will have to be here at nine AM.”
“I’ll make it work, schedule us for that time, see you then,” Susan said as she hung up the phone.
“Lynn, I’m going to hold you out of school tomorrow because you have an appointment with your therapist in the morning and depending on what he says when you will return to school.”
“Yes Mom, will I be able to return as a girl?”
“I don’t know, we’ll see.”
When Susan and Lynn returned home Susan called Miss Benson and informed he that Lynn would miss another day of school and not to say anything as to Lynn’s gender until after his Dr.’s appointment.
The next morning Susan brought Lynn to Dr. Jackson’s office. Lynn was wearing some casual clothes but they were what girls wore, tight jeans a short blouse and navel exposed. Her makeup was subtle and her hair was styled like the day before. Lynn had no choice with her hair, after having the perm and the cut it made it impossible to look masculine, she looked like a cute little mall bunny.
Susan and Lynn were assured into Dr. Jackson’s office.
“Good morning, I’m Dr. Jackson.”
“Good morning Dr., I’m Susan Collins and this is Lynn.”
“It’s nice to meet you. We might as well get started with the basic question, why do you want to become a boy Lynn?”
“A boy, I don’t want to be a boy, I want to be a girl.”
“Oh my, you want to be a girl, this is the first time I have been mistaken about the gender of one of my patients. You’re so pretty and feminine I thought you already were a girl. So tell me, why do you want to be a girl?”
“It just feels right when I’m dressed as a girl.”
“And you Susan how do you feel about Lynn and his wishes?”
“I just want Lynn to be happy, if that’s what he wants then I’ll support him any way I can.”
“Okay then as long as you will support Lynn no matter what the outcome is then I will be more than happy to treat Lynn.”
“I will no matter what the decision is.”
“Okay, I’d like to talk to Lynn alone if you don’t mind, you can wait in the reception area.”
“Thank you Doctor”
Susan left and Dr. Jackson looked at Lynn and asked, “You didn’t tell me why you want to be a girl other than it feels right, I’ll need more than that if you want me to recommend hormone replacement therapy.”
“I don’t know what to say other than I want to be a girl more than anything.”
“Maybe you do and maybe you just think you do, that’s why I’m here. Why don’t we start at the beginning, how long have you felt this way?”
“What way?”
“That you want to be a girl.”
“I started having these feelings when Mindy started training me to be homecoming princess.”
“How long ago was that?”
“Two weeks ago.”
“So in two weeks you’ve decided to become a girl, isn’t that awfully soon?”
“I don’t know, it just feels right, the amount of time shouldn’t matter should it?”
“Normally I wouldn’t say time was a factor because most people I see have been doing this for years but you have only done this for two weeks so I am a little concerned. Maybe we should start at the beginning and I don’t mean two weeks ago, let me ask you some other questions. Tell me about yourself from you earliest memories.”
“That’s hard to do, I remember my mom and dad playing with me and as I grew a little older my dad and I used to play catch with a ball. He used to tell me that I would be a great baseball player one day, we had so much fun. My parents kind of spoiled me and were always loving towards me until I was six years old. I remember my mom and dad started to argue a lot and when they did they would send me to my room but I still heard them. My dad would yell at my mother that he needed space and she would yell that he drank too much and then he would walk out of the house and slam the door. My mom would always end up crying and would go to bed until she stopped. After that she would come into my room and try to tell me that she and dad were okay and that he had to go to work and would be home soon. She would hold me for a long time when they fought and I could feel her body jerk as she cried. I held her back hoping that I was making her feel better but I didn’t know if I was helping or not. One day I asked my dad why he and mom were fighting all the time and he told me to mind my own business. After that day I didn’t feel close to my father again. The last time I saw my dad was when he and mom had a really big fight. Dad had been drinking and they told me to go to my room. I closed the door and tried not to hear them shout but they were so loud I couldn’t help hear them. My father was yelling and then I heard a sound that I will never forget, it was a popping crushing sound and then dishes and chairs falling all over the kitchen, I realized that my father had hit my mother in the face with his fist and she tumbled back into the table knocking it over. “Get out of here you bastard and never come back” screamed my mother. I heard the door slam and never saw my father again. I heard my mother crying and went to her. She was sitting on the floor leaning against the cabinets with blood running out of her mouth and tears streaming down her cheeks. I didn’t know what I should do and asked her if she was all right. No I’m not Lynn but I will be, please sit with me baby, I need a hug she said to me. I had always admired my father but after he hit my mother I never wanted to be like him again and if that was what men were like, I didn’t want to be a man either.”
“That’s a pretty big decision for a six year old boy to make, I hope you have learned that most men aren’t like that, a real man would never hit a woman. What happened next and tell me about some of your friends.”
“After dad left mom had to find a job and she went to work as a secretary in a realty office. After she worked there for a while she went to school for he realty license and after a few years she became one of the best sales persons in her office. During this time I went to school and did everything that most other boys do. My best friend was Kevin Cline and he and I did everything together. My mom paid his mom to watch me after school until she came home from work. I was always a little shorter than the other kids but they were never mean to me except for Elroy Crantz but he was mean to everyone, I guess you could call him a bully. He wasn’t the tallest kid in our class but he was just mean. He used to pick on everyone, even Ned Thomas. Ned was the tallest boy in class and he was really kind to everyone. He tried to be nice to Elroy, but Elroy just punched him in the stomach really hard and Ned fell to the ground and started crying. After that everyone avoided Elroy because no one wanted to get hit. Elroy would hang out with older kids and pretty much left us alone except when he wanted to prove a point and would beat up whom ever was closest to him. He beat me one day so I avoided him like the plague. I think I learned to love joking around so much because of Kevin. We would do all kinds of silly things like gluing a nickel to the sidewalk and watch people try to pick it up, it was a hoot. We would phone people and ask them if their refrigerator was running and that they had better catch it, we thought that was really funny. Now that I think back we were only eight when we did that and I’m sure the people knew it was just some young kids fooling around. Kevin was like a brother to me.”
“Did you ever wear girls clothes when you were younger?”
“No, never.”
“And when did you start dressing?”
“I told you two weeks ago.”
“You mentioned Mindy, who is Mindy?”
“She’s my best friend.”
“I thought you said Kevin was your best friend.”
“He was until we moved two years ago. My mom bought a house were we live now because we were renting our old house. When we arrived Mindy lived next door and came to greet me and we have been best friends ever since. We do every thing together except for girl things and now we even do those things together. Mindy moved to a new house last year but that didn’t stop us from being best friends, I love her like a sister.”
“And Mindy talked you into dressing like a girl?”
“No she didn’t, not really, she just helped me.”
“Then why did you start dressing like a girl?”
“Mindy and I were playing a prank on the school and it got out of hand and I had to dress as one to make everything better.”
“So this is the result of a prank?”
“Yes.”
“Would you tell me all about your prank so I can have a better grasp of why you’re doing this?”
“Yes Doctor”
Lynn proceeded to tell Dr. Jackson the whole story of him becoming homecoming princess and when he was finished Dr. Jackson looked at the clock and said, “Lynn what you’ve told me is fascinating but we are out of time today so I want you to make an appointment with my nurse for this Thursday so we can continue with your treatment. I’ll ask her to block out Tuesdays and Thursdays at four o’clock for the next six weeks for you and maybe by that time we might have a better understanding as to which way we should proceed. Would you ask your mother to come in here?”
“Yes Doctor,” Lynn answered as he exited the room. “Mom, Dr. Jackson wants to see you.”
Susan rose and walked into Dr. Jackson’s office and closed the door.
“Mrs. Collins, Lynn’s a very interesting subject. I don’t know if he is transgender or not. There is a possibility that he is but right now I tend to think he might be in shock because of what has happened to him in the last two weeks. Because of this I would recommend that he dress as a boy until I get a better feel as to what he is like.”
“Are you sure, he loves being a girl.”
“I’m sure he does, he is very pretty and I’m sure extremely popular, especially with the boys but I don’t want him making a life decision about his sex because of that, I want him to come to me and say I want to be a woman no mater what, even if I have to be a nun it’s that important to me. I don’t want him telling me he wants to be a girl because he likes the clothes, I want him telling me he wants to be a girl because he is one, and that’s why I want him to dress as a boy. If after our sessions he looks me in the eye and says Doctor I don’t mind wearing these clothes because these clothes don’t make me a boy because I could wear a sack and it wouldn’t change who I am, I am a woman. If he does that I will recommend hormones to achieve his dream.”
“Thank you Doctor” Susan answered.
Susan made all of Lynn’s appointments and then would wait for the outcome.
“Mrs. Collins, are you alright? You’ve been staring at that sign for the last hour,” said the court bailiff.
“Oh I’m fine, I’m just reminiscing about the past.”
“I know this trial has been hard on you, let me buy you a cup of coffee.”
“That’s very kind of you.”
The bailiff escorted Susan to the cafeteria and had her sit while he bought her a cup of coffee.
He returned and handed it to her.
“Thank you,” she said.
“This must be very hard on you,” he said.
“It is, but it is almost over, I hope the jury can come to a decision soon, I just want some closure,” Susan said as tears filled her eyes.
“I’m sure they will make the right decision.”
“I hope so.”
Susan finished her coffee alone as the bailiff was called back to the courtroom. She drifted back into her dream world.
She hated having to tell Lynn that he would have to be a boy again because Lynn the girl was such an open person. She was, well, a girl and she was being a girl and Lynn the boy was gone.
“But Mom, how am I going to do that, look at me, my nails and hair and my brows, how can I be a boy again?”
“You’re going to have to cut you nails to play water polo even if you’re a girl and I think maybe I can do something with your hair. You could say you were cooking and you singed your brows and that should be that.”
“But I want to be a girl.”
“I know honey, but clothes don’t make the girl, you’re either a girl or not and if you still feel like a girl after being a boy again then tell the Doctor”
“Okay Mom. I’ll try.”
Susan called Miss Benson that afternoon and told her that Lynn would be returning to school as a boy. You could hear the sigh of relief over the phone.
When Susan and Lynn arrived home it was time to make Lynn as masculine as possible so off came the breast forms and the nails were clipped off. When the forms were removed Lynn felt as though he had lost his two best friends in the world.
The next morning Lynn dressed for school and his mother helped him with his hair. Susan pulled it back into a ponytail and the pushed his tendrils on top of his head and then put on a baseball cap. He wore black jeans and a black T-shirt to complete the look.
“What do you think?” asked Susan.
“I look like a girl with a baseball cap on.”
“I know, turn it around so the bill is in the back, that’s how boys wear them.”
Lynn did as instructed and looked in the mirror, hmm that’s a little better he thought. Susan looked at her son and worried that he might not get away with being a male, he was just too pretty to be a boy.
School was pretty much the same except this day Lynn didn’t take his hair down for Mr. Copeland’s class. He figured that that little joke had gone on long enough.
“Lynn aren’t you going to let your hair down?” asked Mindy.
“God no, not after all that’s happened and you should be the last one to ask that question,” replied Lynn.
“You’re right, no more jokes,” giggled Mindy.
Mr. Copeland entered the classroom and took roll. He noticed Lynn’s new appearance and couldn’t hold his tongue, “New wardrobe Miss Collins, going for the gangster look?”
Lynn turned red with embarrassment and answered, “No Sir.”
Mindy felt Lynn’s discomfort but couldn’t help giggle out loud.
“Your own private joke again, Mindy?”
“Sorry sir.”
So it seemed that the events of the previous two and a half weeks had come full circle but they hadn’t. Class ended and Mindy couldn’t wait to talk to Lynn.
“Lynn, what happened, I thought you were going to attend school as my girl friend?”
“I wanted to but my therapist said he wanted me to try being a boy again.”
“How do you feel?”
“I hate it, I feel like a freak,” Lynn answered as tears filled his eyes.
Mindy hugged Lynn and said, “Don’t worry, I’m here for you. Maybe this weekend my girl friend can come back and we can go to the mall.”
A smile lit up Lynn’s face as he answered, “Oh Mindy, that would be so much fun, yes lets do it.”
Lynn finished his day with water polo practice and didn’t worry about his hair because all the players wore caps with their number on them and his feminine style wouldn’t be seen. He went home and did his homework and when he was finished he looked in his closet at the wardrobe his mother had bought him the previous Sunday and just sighed, maybe they will be mine again to wear, thought Lynn.
Thursday came and it was back to Dr. Jackson’s for his appointment.
“Good afternoon Lynn, how are you feeling today?”
“Pretty good I guess.”
“Just pretty good?”
“I miss my other person.”
“You miss being a girl?”
“Yes, very much.”
“It’s only been a few days since we started your treatment so I’ll reserve judgment on that until several weeks pass. I have to get a better feel on why you want to be a girl so I would like to talk more about when you first started this girl thing. Tell me more about the first time you saw yourself as a girl.”
“It was when Mindy made me up and took my picture for our posters. When I saw my picture it scared the heck out of me because I was so pretty, I was the kind of girl that would never go out with a boy like me. In a way it kind of creeped me out that I could be so pretty.”
“How did you feel when you dressed?”
“I didn’t dress that night, I only wore a blouse because it was only a headshot for the poster and it was just a regular old blouse, you know, nothing special.”
“If that’s the case why did you start dressing?”
“Remember I told you that I won the contest so I had no choice, it was that or I would be kicked out of school.”
“How did you feel the first time you saw yourself as a girl?”
“I don’t know, it’s kind of hard to explain, at first I was shocked that I could look so much like a girl but then I liked the way I looked but I also noticed that I like the way I felt inside.”
“And how was that?”
“I felt soft and pretty and as though I had found something that was missing.”
“And how did you feel when you had to change back to Lynn the boy.”
“I felt sad, even Mindy noticed, but she told me not to worry because I could be a girl the next day so I felt better after that.”
“So you continued dressing as one?”
“Yes almost everyday.”
“Why so often?”
“Mindy said I needed practice for all the school events. She told me I had to think and act like a girl all the time if I was going to pass without being seen as a boy.”
“Did you like doing it all the time?”
“I loved it. After a few times I thought of myself as a girl and not a boy anymore.”
“What did you do when you were a girl?”
“You know, girl things.”
“Girl things?”
“Sure, we went shopping and cruised the malls and flirted with boys.”
“You flirted with boys?”
“Of course, that’s what girls do.”
“Didn’t you feel that was wrong to do since you are a boy?”
“I was a girl flirting not a boy, in fact Mindy even got mad at me and told me it wasn’t right for me to flirt because she only wanted me to act like a girl not become one but as the days past I did become one. I tried not too but it was something I had no control of, I became a girl and now I love being a girl and to be perfectly honest with you I hate having to be a boy.”
“I know it’s hard Lynn but it is best that you at least try to be a boy until we decide what to do. You might actually like being a boy again if you give it a chance. Your hour is up so we will have to continue this next week, I’ll see you then.”
“Dr. Jackson, would it be alright if I dressed as a girl once in a while, you won’t be angry if I do will you?”
“Of course you can and no I won’t be angry. It’s very important that you know that there is no right or wrong when it comes to your feelings, there is only right or wrong when it come to actions and then only if it hurts someone else, so if you want to be a girl then be one, I just don’t want you to be one at school just yet.”
“Thank you so much, Dr. Jackson,” gushed Lynn.
“It sounds to me like a very pretty young lady is going to be visiting her friends soon.”
“Yes, Dr. Jackson,” blushed Lynn.
“Try not to let it sway your feelings about your sexuality alright?”
“I won’t Doctor, I just want to be me whom ever me is.”
Friday came and Mindy asked Lynn if he wanted to see a movie.
“Lynn that new comedy movie, Love Sucks is playing, do you want to go?”
“I’d love to, would it be alright if I came as your girl friend?”
“I was hoping you would, Judy and I will pick you up at seven and we can shop until the movie starts.”
Judy was Mindy’s new neighbor that had just moved into her neighborhood from another town across state. Judy was seventeen and had her driver’s license and was eager to have new friends and driving a car was one way to achieve that.
“See you then,” said Lynn.
Lynn arrived at home and phoned his mother to tell her of his plans for the evening.
“Mom, Mindy and I are going to the show to see a movie and I just wanted to know if that would be alright, and one other thing, I want to go as your daughter.”
There was silence as Susan digested what Lynn had said, sure the movie was fine and going with Mindy was fine but going as her daughter was well she was conflicted.
“Do you think going as a girl is the right thing to do?”
“Yes I do, if I try to put my girl self in the closet how will I be able to decide what I want with my life?”
“You’re right honey go ahead and have fun, but remember you’re a young woman and I expect you to act as one, do I make myself clear?”
“Yes mom, and mom, I love you,” Lynn said excitedly.
Lynn decided to wear a pink mini skirt, her white tennis shoes and a white blouse with short sleeves and a scooped neck, that way she wouldn’t show cleavage because she wasn’t able to attach her breast forms by herself so she just inserted them into her bra. Lynn applied her makeup and brushed out her hair then went to wait for Mindy to pick her up. Judy honked the car’s horn and Lynn ran out to the car.
“Wow Lynn, you look great.”
“Thanks.”
“How do you feel?”
“Complete for a change, I missed being a girl.”
“I missed having my girl friend around.” Said Mindy.
The girls drove off and arrived at the mall. Judy spotted three other girls that were seniors in school like herself that she had met and decided to join them since hanging with freshmen wasn’t cool.
“I’m going to hang with Sherri and the other girls, I’ll meet you here after the movie okay?” asked Judy.
“That’s cool,” said Mindy. Mindy really didn’t care since Judy was basically a ride for her and it was much cooler being driven around by a peer rather than your mother.
Lynn and Mindy went to buy tickets for the nine o’clock show. Before they reached the ticket booth Mindy looked and spotted Charlie and Rex.
“Lynn, there’s Charlie and Rex, what do you want to do?”
“I don’t know, what do you want to do?”
“Well last time we had fun and I do kind of like Charlie, let’s see what they want to do. If we buy our own tickets then we won’t be obligated to them but if they buy them for us then we will probably have to kiss them and stuff like that, what do you want to do?”
“Lynn got a devilish look in her eyes and said, “Let’s have them buy our tickets.”
The girls giggled and then called to the boys. Charlie and Rex were more than happy to purchase the girls tickets for them and Rex could hardly wait to put his arm around the girl of his dreams. When Rex put his arm around Lynn’s shoulders she snuggled close to him, she liked feeling protected.
”I’ve missed you,” Rex said.
“I’ve missed you too,” replied Lynn.
The couples walked to their seats and got comfortable before the movie started. The movie was the typical silly dribble that tries to pass as comedy these days so it wasn’t long before the girls and boys were making out. Lynn loved the way she was feeling and when Rex began to probe her mouth with his tongue she melted into his arms. As the make out session continued Rex found the courage to begin caressing Lynn’s legs. When he first touched her leg she jumped so Rex withdrew his hand. Lynn took his hand and put it back on her leg so he could caress it. As his hand moved on her leg Lynn was becoming inflamed with desire, she had never felt anything so sensual before. Rex was slowly moving higher on Lynn’s inner thigh and Lynn was responding, she pulled Rex tighter to her body as she felt a tension building in her stomach. Rex had finally reached her panties, well actually the lacy edge of the panties before Lynn realized where his hand was. She reached down and pulled his hand away, she had promised her mother that she would be a good girl and besides if Rex went any farther Lynn would die a horrible death when he discovered Lynn’s secret.
Lynn move her mouth away from Rex’s long enough to say, “Please don’t,” and then returned her lips to his.
Rex being the nice young man that he was kept his hand below Lynn’s panties the rest of the night. The movie ended and Lynn had to wait to compose herself before the couples left, she was on fire. Rex and Charlie walked the girls to Mindy’s car and kissed the girls goodnight. Rex pulled Lynn to his body and kissed her deeply and probed her mouth with his tongue Lynn felt weak as she felt his erection against her stomach. She wondered what it would feel like inside her, Lynn was becoming a woman. The couples broke their embrace and Judy drove Lynn and Mindy home.
Lynn entered her home and found her mother waiting up for her.
“Hi sweetheart, did you have fun?” Susan asked.
“Yes we had a wonderful time.”
“What movie did you see?”
“Love Sucks.”
“Is that all you did?”
Why is mom asking me all these questions Lynn wondered?
“Yes, we just saw the show, well actually we walked around the mall first.”
“Who else was there besides Mindy?”
Lynn turned red, her mom knew, but how could she know, I’d better be honest with her or all this might end, “Rex and Charlie.”
“Who are Rex and Charlie?”
“Mindy’s friends,” Lynn answered innocently.
“One of them must be your friend too, I can tell by your lipstick, it is smeared all over you lips. This is another lesson for you to learn, before you come home you go to the ladies room and fix your makeup so you look presentable and another thing, didn’t I ask you to behave like a lady?”
“Yes mom, all we did was kiss.”
“Maybe this time all you did was kiss but next time it might be more and I don’t want my daughter getting a reputation as being easy, do I make myself clear?”
“Yes mom.”
“Now tell me all about your boyfriend,” Susan asked excitedly.
“Mom, he’s not my boyfriend, I just kind if like him a lot.”
“Well that’s why you would call him a boyfriend and besides if he isn’t your boyfriend why were you making out with him, now tell me all about my daughters first love.”
“His name is Rex and he’s so cute, I just want to snuggle up to him every time I see him. He and Charlie are best friends and they go to a private school. Rex is very nice to me so I feel comfortable and protected when I’m with him,” Lynn answered dreamily.
“It sounds like my little girl is in love.”
“Mom it’s not like that, were just good friends.”
“Just be careful young lady.”
“Yes Mom.”
Lynn went to her room and removed her clothing and makeup and went to bed. She was thankful that her mother had been so understanding.
Susan went to bed and knew when Lynn’s therapy with Dr. Jackson was over she would have a daughter and her son would be gone. She smiled to herself thinking about her daughter and her first boy friend.
Other than his night out with Mindy, Lynn pretty much kept to himself and helped his mother around the house by doing chores. Most of the time he tried to come to some kind of conclusion as to his sexuality.
Monday he returned to school as a boy and was surprised that no one had said anything about his appearance today or the previous week. Perhaps that was more of an indication of Lynn’s impact on campus than his appearance. Lynn’s only close friend was Mindy and most of the other students pretty much ignored Lynn because as a boy he wasn’t intimidating and because he hadn’t started puberty he was just a little boy to be ignored. Lynn probably could have shaved his head and the other students would have thought he was just weird. Lynn still wore his cap backwards to keep his hair up but his brows still looked plucked.
Tuesday came and Lynn was back at Dr. Jackson’s office.
“Lynn how was your weekend?”
“It was wonderful, I went to a movie with Mindy.”
“Did you go as a boy or girl?”
“As a girl.”
“How did you feel when you did that?”
“I felt relief, as though I had found something that was missing.”
“And what do you think was missing?”
“My femininity, I feel like I’m a girl and when I try to be a boy it’s like it’s a charade of some sort, it just doesn’t feel right.”
“Hmm, that’s interesting, so you and Mindy went to the movie, did you do anything else?”
“Yes, we met Rex and Charlie at the mall and they took us to the movie.”
“And how did you feel about that?”
“Like any other girl, I felt special.”
“Did you and Rex have any physical contact?”
“Yes, we kissed a lot.”
“And how did you feel about that?”
“It was wonderful, I wanted to kiss him all night long.”
“But how did you feel inside, did kissing make you feel any different?”
“Oh yes, I felt warm and numb at the same time and my stomach was doing flip flops. When he kissed me goodnight I felt his thing get hard and wondered what it would feel like inside of me.”
“Well your certainly reacting like a woman, maybe I might be wrong by insisting that you try to be a boy. It sounds as though you’re a girl trying to be a boy so maybe I’ll have you dress as a boy for the rest of the week and if nothing’s changed then maybe we can cut your sessions short as to you beginning hormones. If I approve of hormone treatment I will expect you to still see me every week because I want to be sure that it’s the right thing to do, I’ll see you Thursday.”
“Thank you Doctor”
Lynn returned to Dr. Jackson’s office for his Thursday appointment.
“Good afternoon Lynn, how are you feeling today?”
“I’m feeling fine I guess, I just wish all of this was over.”
“It will be soon. I want to be honest with you though, I’m very conflicted as to the best treatment for you. You’re the youngest person I have ever treated and that makes you a special case with me. All of my previous patients had started puberty and knew what they felt as far as their sexual needs were concerned. All of my male to female girls had experienced a male orgasm at least once before they transitioned and knew what they were giving up when they started hormone therapy but you have never had that experience so you really can’t make a knowledgeable decision as to whether you want to be a girl or boy. If I were to jump off the curb so to speak, I would recommend hormones right now and let nature take its course and let you become a girl but for some reason I’m bothered by this, I just wish you could experience what a male experiences before making this decision. On the other hand if you were to become a girl now you wouldn’t have a conflict with the male female thing, you would just be a woman with womanly desires. I thought I would be able to make a decision by today but I’m going to put it off until next week. How do you feel about my decision?”
“I wish I could start hormones now but if I have to wait, then I will. I know my mind won’t change because I have already felt what a woman feels when I’m kissed by a boy. I have no desire to kiss a girl that way because I’m a girl already and so one more week won’t make a difference. I’ll wear these clothes if you want me to but they won’t change how I feel inside, I feel like a girl.”
“Lynn, you can wear any clothes you wish, even at school. I would like you to bring Mindy with you next Tuesday because I would like to talk to her about how you handled your training to become a girl.”
“Yes Dr. Jackson, see you next week.”
Lynn arrived at home and couldn’t wait to tell his mother the news about what he could wear.
“Mom, Dr. Jackson told me I could wear any clothes I wish, even to school.”
“Oh really?”
“Yes, I finally get to wear my nice clothes.”
“Do you mean your girls clothes?”
“Of course Mom, what else would I mean, I can’t wait, I’m so excited.”
“Don’t be to hasty young lady, if you wear your girls clothes and become a girl full time you will have to quit your water polo and Miss Benson will have to find a way for you to transition smoothly into your classes.”
“I’ll have to quit water polo?”
“Yes, you won’t be able to be on the girls team just yet and I’m sure you won’t want to be on the boy’s team with your breast forms.”
“I see your point Mom, I guess I’ll have to quit then because being a girl is more important to me, I don’t want Lynn the boy here anymore.”
“Before you do this I think it would be best if you waited until Monday to dress as a girl so I can talk to Miss Benson tomorrow about your decision. It will be easier to be a girl after the weekend because most of the kids will forget that you were a boy, at least I hope they will, we’ll just have to see what happens.”
“Thanks Mom, can I have a hug?”
“Come here you, of course you can.” Susan said as she took her daughter into her arms.
The following morning Susan was on the phone with Miss Benson.
“Miss Benson, Susan Collins here, the reason for my call is to inform you that Lynn has decided that he wants to become a girl and will be wearing girl’s clothes to school starting Monday. I told him it would probably be best if he started after the weekend so most of the students will probably forget he was a boy the week before. I think maybe it would be best if nothing is said unless someone figures out that Lynn is a boy and if it creates a problem then something can be said, how do you feel about doing it this way.”
“I think that might work because Lynn is one of those students that just blends in and is never noticed until he does something stupid. You and Lynn have my utmost support.”
“Thank you Miss Benson, if this goes smoothly then you will be off the hook for the grief you’ve caused Lynn so keep your fingers crossed.”
“They are Mrs. Collins, they are.”
Susan informed Lynn of the decision she and Miss Benson had made and Lynn squealed with joy before running to her room.
Lynn was on the phone three seconds later.
“Mindy, guess what, I get to be a girl all the time now, is that cool or what?”
“Even at school?”
“Yes, even at school, I’m changing clothes right now, it’s good-by Lynn the boy and hello Lynn the girl, this is going to be so much fun, I can’t wait for school.”
“Don’t you think people will notice your change?”
“Nobody noticed me before so why would they notice anything different and besides when I was a girl at the homecoming dance nobody recognized me so why should they now?”
“You’re right, the boys will drool just looking at you and the other girls will welcome you as one of there own and one other thing though, don’t steal another girls boyfriend or they will look for something to hurt you with and then you might be found out so be careful. Now what are my best girl friend and I going to do this weekend?”
“Shop?”
“Yep, Lynn the boy is gone, Judy and I’ll pick you up tomorrow and we can go into San Francisco and shop at Union Square.”
“Cool, I’ll see you tomorrow,” Lynn said as she hung up the phone.
“Mom, Mindy and I are going shopping tomorrow, would that be alright?”
“Of course it would be, you’re a girl now and that’s what we do.”
“Thanks Mom, could I do something else this weekend?”
“What’s that?”
“Would it alright if I were to visit Mrs. Mac Lain this Sunday?”
“What a nice thing to do, of course you may, you’re making me very proud of you Lynn. I couldn’t ask for a better daughter.”
“Thanks Mom, I love you.”
“Mrs. Collins, I’m sorry to bother you but the cafeteria is closing in a few minutes so you will have to wait out in the hall,” said the bailiff.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I must have been daydreaming again, I’ll go back to the bench by the courtroom. Have you heard anything from the jury?”
“No, not yet, if they don’t come to a decision by five o’clock they will be sent home and will have to come back tomorrow.”
“Thank you officer.”
Susan walked slowly back to the marble bench and lowered herself down to sit once more. God how can this take so long she wondered, the case was cut and dried, they should have decided in an hour, unless, unless, Susan didn’t want to think about that.
Susan drifted off once again thinking about her daughter’s first trip to San Francisco as a girl.
Saturday morning came and Judy and Mindy picked Lynn up bright and early. The girls arrived in San Francisco just as the stores were opening.
“Where do you want to start?” asked Mindy.
“I don’t know, remember this is my first time doing this,” answered Lynn.
“Let’s start with the expensive stores first and end up where we can afford the clothes,” said Mindy.
And that’s what the girls did, boutiques first, then Macys and finally H and M and DSW shoes. When Lynn arrived at home she couldn’t wait to show her mother everything she bought for the money Susan had given her.
“Mom, I’m home.”
“Hi honey, did you have a good time?”
“Mom, it was so much fun, and look at all the things I bought.”
“Show me, it looks as though you bought out the whole city,” Susan giggled.
Lynn started with the clothing and ended with the shoes.
“Honey, how could you buy all this stuff, I only gave you one hundred forty dollars to spend?”
“I found all the clothing in clearance and the heels were half off, they were so cute I couldn’t resist them.”
“You bought everything on sale, you make a mother proud,” said Susan with a twinkle in her eye, “Let me see those heels.”
Lynn opened the box and handed them to her mother.
“Lynn these are Chinese Laundry sandals, how much did you pay for them?”
“They were sixty-nine dollars to start with and then were marked down fifty percent, is that okay?”
“Honey these shoes usually cost two hundred dollars, of course it’s alright, did you try them on?”
“Yes they fit perfectly, I could even walk okay with the heels.”
“Hmm, they look to be over three inches tall, when will you be able to wear them?”
“There are school dances coming up and since they are black they will go with anything.”
“Good thinking, are you sure you weren’t a girl in a previous life,” asked Susan with a laugh.
“Maybe I was Mom, you never know.”
Susan had Lynn try on all her new clothes and was amazed at all the bargains Lynn found. She didn’t like some of the fashions Lynn chose but Lynn was a fourteen-year-old girl and they were fashions appropriate for a girl her age.
“Lynn go put your new things away and come back here so we can discuss what you are going to wear to school Monday.”
“Yes Mom.”
Lynn folded and hung her new possessions in her room and joined her mother in the kitchen.
“So what do you want to wear to school Monday morning, honey?”
“I’m not sure, I was thinking that I would really like to wear a skirt and blouse but then I thought it might be best if I wore jeans with a blouse so my change wouldn’t be so drastic, what do you think?”
“I think you’re right, jeans would be better the first time the other students saw you as a girl, maybe they won’t remember you as a boy or they might think of the old you as being a tomboy and that you’ve decided to become more feminine, yes, I think jeans would be best.”
“What am I going to do about P.E.?”
“I’ll phone Miss Benson and I’m sure she will assign you to study hall.”
“I’m going to miss water polo.”
“That’s a sacrifice you have to make, maybe next year you will be able to play again.”
“I hope so, I love being part of the team.”
Lynn and her mother spent the rest of the day talking and then Lynn helped cook dinner and clean up afterward before she went to bed.
Sunday she visited Mrs. Mac Lain at the hospital and got to know the woman better. Mrs. Mac Lain was surprised that Lynn came back to visit her since she knew the only obligation Lynn had was the previous visit.
“It was very nice of you to visit me Lynn.”
“Thank you Mrs. Mac Lain.”
“Why did you come back?”
“I enjoyed visiting with you so much last time that I wanted to see you again. It’s so interesting talking to you.”
“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself. What do you plan on doing after you graduate from high school?”
“I would like to go to college.”
“What would you like to study?”
“I’m not sure yet.”
“Take it from me honey, take business.”
“Why?”
“So you will be able to compete in the business world. I remember going back to school and everyone thought I was crazy taking business, “That’s for men” they would say, “Your place is in the home” women said, well when my husband died, I couldn’t very well feed my children by staying home and that’s why I went back to school and learned how to compete in the business world and I hope you do the same. I would like you to go to work at one of my businesses after school or during the summer so you can learn more about the business world.”
“I would like to very much.”
“I’m going to write a letter of recommendation for you so they will be more that happy to hire a young thing like you.”
“Thank you Mrs. Mac Lain.”
“Now let’s walk out into the garden so I can tell you more about life in the thirties, I really enjoy talking to a pretty girl like you.”
Lynn walked Mrs. Mac Lain to the garden and listened to her as she gave Lynn a lesson on history from one that had lived through the great depression.
Lynn stayed for several hours and then kissed the woman on her cheek when she left. Lynn could see the sadness in her eyes when she left.
“Goodbye Mrs. Mac Lain, I’ll try to get by next week.”
When Lynn said that you could see her face brighten with happiness.
When Lynn returned home she told her mother how much she enjoyed her visit with Mrs. Mac Lain and that she might be able to get a job working at one of her old companies. She then told her that she wanted to visit again next week. Susan was pleased that her daughter was such a sweet girl and hoped that school wouldn’t change her Lynn into something else.
Monday came and Lynn attended school the first time as a girl. She wore low cut jeans and a cute blouse with a scooped neck. It wasn’t low enough to show cleavage and Lynn didn’t want anything like that to show just yet. Her mother attached the forms with cement and helped Lynn with her makeup, just a little shadow, mascara and lip gloss, earrings and a necklace. Lynn was the very picture of a female student; she would blend in perfectly.
Lynn’s first stop was Miss Benson’s office to change her schedule.
“Good morning Lynn, you look very nice this morning,” Miss Benson said. She couldn’t believe this was the boy she tried to discipline by making him dress as a girl, Lynn was just another girl student only much prettier than most.
“Thank you Miss Benson, did my mother call you so I can drop P.E.?”
“Yes she did, you will be in study hall fifth period. I told your P.E. instructor that you moved away so there won’t be any questions.”
“Thank you Miss Benson.”
“You had better hurry to class now or you will be late.”
Lynn rushed to Mr. Copeland’s class and just made it before the bell rang.
Mr. Copeland took role and had to remark on Lynn’s appearance.
“Good morning Miss Collins, it’s nice of you to take some pride in your appearance for a change.”
“Yes Mr. Copeland.”
Lynn felt like crawling under her desk, now everyone will know that I’m a boy dressing as a girl, shit, I’m dead.
“See, I told you he was really a girl,” stated Tom Lotti.
“I did too,” said Sharon Smith, not wanting to feel as though someone had put something over on her.
Dustin, who sat next to Lynn asked, “Why did you pretend to be a boy?”
Lynn who was now relieved answered, “I was just joking around, but my mom found out and made me stop doing it.”
“I’m glad she did, now I get to sit next to the prettiest girl in school.”
Lynn just blushed and said, “Thank you.”
And so the day went, each class decided that Lynn had been playing a joke on them and he was much prettier as the girl they thought he was.
Tuesday found Lynn back at Dr. Jackson’s office with Mindy in tow.
“Good afternoon Lynn, I see that you’ve decided to dress as a girl today.”
“Yes Doctor”
“Did you attend school like that?”
“Yes, and I did yesterday too.”
“How did that go?”
“It went fine, everyone thought I was a girl all the time from when school first started.”
“I guess that made the transition easier then.”
“Yes it did.”
“Did you bring Mindy with you today?”
“Yes.”
“Would you ask her to come in here for a moment, I’d like to talk to her alone.”
“Yes Doctor”
Lynn went and asked Mindy to talk to the Doctor while she waited in the reception room.
“Thank you for coming today, Mindy. The reason that I asked Lynn to bring you is that I wanted talk to you about Lynn’s transition into a girl. Could you tell me a little about when you first noticed a change in Lynn?”
“I guess it was when I first dressed him as a girl. I tried to teach him how to act and it came naturally to him, it was kind of creepy.”
“Did it bother you that it was so easy for him?”
“Not at first, I just wanted him to be able to get away with the deception but as we did it more I didn’t like where it was going.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“I took Lynn shopping and some boys started to flirt with us. I just ignored them but Lynn flirted back with one of them, not like a boy being silly, but he was flirting like a girl and it was then that I knew he was becoming a girl. I told our councilor at school what was happening but she said that was good because she didn’t want Lynn to get caught pretending to be a girl and not to worry that Lynn would be more than happy to be a boy again after his punishment.”
“What happened next, did Lynn say anything about wanting to be a boy again?”
“No, and things just got worse, we met some guys and Lynn fell for one of them.”
“Did they have sex?”
“Oh God no, nothing like that, they just made out but when we left the boys Lynn gave his phone number to the boy just like a girl would. I think he forgot he was a boy and acted just like a girl.”
“Did he see the boy after that?”
“No, he didn’t have time. He had to take care of all his duties as princess and then when he had his make over done, it was as though they wiped the boy away, there was only a girl left.”
“How do you feel about all of this?”
“At first I was having fun making Lynn into a girl but then it got serious when he became one and I didn’t like what I had done, after all if I had never asked Lynn to play that prank none of this would have ever happened, but now, I love my new girl friend and would do anything for her.”
“Do you feel that Lynn has truly become a girl, other than her male parts?”
“Oh yes, there is no boy left.”
“Thank you Mindy, would you send Lynn back in here?”
Lynn returned to the office.
“Lynn, after talking to Mindy there is no doubt that you are a girl and that the boy Lynn is gone forever. I know I should give you permission to start hormones and I’m sure I will but you are so young and I have to be sure it’s the right thing to do. I’m going to talk to a specialist about you and what the hormones will do to someone as young as you and will give you my answer as to that decision on Thursday, see you then.”
“Thank you Doctor”
“Oh by the way please have your mother come in with you.”
“I will.”
Lynn returned to school on Wednesday and discovered something new - she was popular. The boys thought they had gone to heaven when they saw her and the girls liked her because she was nice and she attracted boys like honey did to bees. As the day wore on girls all wanted to be her best friend. There were slumber parties and regular parties she was invited to, and the boys, God the boys, go to the movies with me, how about a party, meet my parents, study with me, it was overwhelming. Lynn went home and just wanted to be alone.
Thursday came and it was the same thing all over except this time she put it into perspective. Where were these people when she was Lynn the boy? She knew they wanted to be with her because she was pretty but had no clue as to what kind of person she was. At least she knew Mindy loved her for the person she was and decided that if she went to a party, Mindy would go too and besides Mindy would watch out for her. Lynn knew she needed help when it came to social skills as a girl and her best friend would guide her.
That afternoon Lynn and her mother were in Dr. Jackson’s office.
“I’m glad you both could make it this afternoon. I wanted you here Susan because I’ve come to a decision about hormones for Lynn. I looked into the plusses and minuses of hormone therapy for Lynn and have found that if he were to do this now it would be best if indeed he wants to become a woman. If we wait then there will be masculine traits to overcome. The only down side to this is that Lynn would never be able to be a functioning male after treatment begins. Well actually he would able to after several months but realistically he will be a woman for the rest of his life. After reviewing my sessions with Lynn I don’t think that will be a problem. At this time I would consider Lynn a girl waiting to start puberty and would recommend hormone treatment for him. Now you two must decide which course to take.”
“Lynn, what do you want to do?” asked Susan.
“Mom, please let me be your girl,” Lynn answered excitedly.
“Then that’s what we will do, Dr. Jackson, does that answer your question?”
“Yes it does, I’ll have Dr. Bruce start as soon as possible.”
“Thank you Dr. Jackson,” said Lynn as she and her mother left.
Susan called Dr. Bruce right away with Dr. Jackson’s referral.
“Susan, you might as well come in now, it will only take a few minutes to inject Lynn and that way we don’t lose any time.”
“Thank you so much,” said Susan.
Lynn and Susan drove directly to Dr. Bruce’s office for Lynn’s first injection.
“Lynn I’m going to inject you with a testosterone blocker and with estrogen for you to develop a girls figure. I want you to come here once a month for injections and I will prescribe some pills for you to take everyday. After a while I might recommend removal of your testicles so you won’t have to take the testosterone blockers but that will be in the future, maybe in a year or so. Okay here we go, please lower your jeans so I can welcome you to our side of the aisle. This won’t hurt too much, I’m going to do both sides of your butt so please don’t move.”
Dr. Bruce injected Lynn on both cheeks of her butt without much ado. Lynn felt the serum flow into her and knew that now she was truly a woman. As the hormones coursed through her system she felt giddy, she felt like such a woman.
“Doctor I feel so feminine, so womanly, thank you,” said Lynn with the excitement reserved for fourteen-year-old children.
“Lynn, I hate to burst your bubble but you aren’t going to feel anything different for months, I know your excited about doing this but what you’re doing takes time, you won’t have breasts over night, but still I can feel your excitement, what you have done is a big step and I’ll be here for you.”
Lynn and her mother left and went home. Lynn could hardly wait to tell Mindy that she was now a woman.
“Mindy, guess what, I’m like you now, I’m really a girl.”
“You are?”
“Yes, I just got my first hormone shot, now we’re both women.”
“Wow Lynn that’s so cool, but were not women yet, we’re still girls.”
“You know what I mean, I won’t have to wear my breast forms anymore.”
“You grew boobs already?”
“No silly, I mean after a while.”
“Okay, I’ll see you tomorrow, I have so much homework to get done, God my math class is so hard, I hate it.”
“I think math is easy, I wish you still lived next door so I could help you, okay, see you tomorrow.”
“Bye.”
Lynn went and did her homework like good girl and then went to bed and dreamed of the girl she was going to become.
Susan sat on the hard marble bench and remembered how the months past and watched as the hormones changed her little girl. She couldn’t help but giggle at some of the conversations she had with her daughter. She especially remembered when Lynn finally started to develop in the chest area.
“Mom, my chest hurts,” complained Lynn.
“Let me see honey, take your top off.”
Lynn removed her top and bra. She still wore her forms because she didn’t want to go from a B cup to a zero cup over night. If she did the other students would have thought she was indeed a boy and not the girl she claimed to be. The cement had started to irritate Lynn’s skin so she had stopped gluing the forms on her chest butt now she again had irritation. Susan examined Lynn’s chest and smiled. Lynn’s nipples were inflamed and there was a puffiness under them, my baby’s becoming a woman she thought.
“Lynn honey, the reason your chest hurts is that your breasts are beginning to grow, you’re becoming a woman.”
“But it hurts,” whined Lynn.
“It doesn’t hurt that bad, remember I went through the same thing and it only lasts for a little while and just think of the improvement when you’ve finished growing,” giggled Susan.
“You’re right Mom, I’ll try not to be such a baby,” Lynn said as she put her clothes back on.
Two more weeks past and Lynn was once again upset.
“Mom, I’m getting fat, I can’t button my jeans,” wailed Lynn.
“Let me see,” answered Susan.
Susan inspected Lynn and came to the logical conclusion.
“Lynn, you’re starting to develop into a woman. Remember last week you complained about your chest hurting and I explained that your breasts are starting to grow, well that’s not the only thing that’s going to grow, your hips are too. Your jeans aren’t going to fit anymore because we bought them to fit your figure and at the time you had a boy’s figure or a little girls figure but now the hormones are making you develop into a woman. Your waist isn’t growing but you hips and breasts are, this is a very awkward time for a girl. Your clothes won’t fit properly until you’ve finished maturing, but there is one good thing about this period of time, we girls get to shop a lot.”
“Mom, you’re so silly sometimes, I love you.”
“I love you too and this weekend I’ll buy you some new jeans.”
“Thanks Mom.”
It was about a month later that Lynn came running to Susan to ask her the most important question of her life,
“Mom, Mom, may I go to a school dance, please,” Lynn begged.
“A school dance, with whom?”
“Rex asked me.”
“Who’s Rex?”
Susan had forgotten about when Lynn came home with smeared lipstick and Lynn wasn’t going to remind her mother that this was the boy with whom she had been making out.
“He’s a friend of Mindys.”
“What kind of dance is it?”
“It’s the spring formal, please say yes, I’ll love you forever.”
“Do you mean you won’t love me if I don’t let you go?”
“Come on Mom, please, you know I would love you no matter what, please let me go.”
“All right, you can go, but I want to meet this boy Rex and his parents too, where is the dance going to be held?”
“In the St. Patrick’s gym.”
“What are you supposed to wear?”
“Rex has to wear a suit and I have to wear a dress.”
“When is the dance?”
“The weekend after next, the tenth of May.”
“Alright, I’ll have to make an appointment to have your hair and nails done and we have to find you a dress to wear, who else is going?”
“Mindy and some of my girl friends from school.”
“Isn’t St. Patrick’s an all boys school?”
“Yes, that’s why the boys ask the girls from our school to go with them.”
“I hope this boy is nice.”
“He is Mom.”
“I hope so.”
This was the day Susan had dreaded, boys wanted her little girl and boys that age didn’t want girls to pamper and love, they wanted them for something all together different. She knew what they wanted and even worse she knew that some of the girls wanted the same thing. Her only hope was that Lynn had enough sense to behave herself.
“Lynn this Saturday I’ll take you to find a dress and shoes to go with it.”
“I could wear my heels I found when Mindy and I went shopping in San Francisco.”
“I guess you could, they’re awfully sexy though especially for a girl your age.”
“Please Mom they’re so cute.”
“And sexy, I guess it would be alright.”
Saturday came and Susan brought Lynn to find a dress for the dance.
“Let’s look at Macy’s, they probably have the best selection for a girl your age.”
Lynn and Susan found the junior department and the search began.
“Mom, look at this one, I have to have it, its gorgeous.”
“It is beautiful except you can’t wear it, it’s strapless and you don’t have the boobs to hold it up just yet, keep looking.”
Lynn found a black dress that had lace all the way to the collar and had to try it on.
“Mom, this one is perfect, I want to try it on.”
“Okay, I’ll keep looking to see if I can find another one for you.”
Lynn went into the dressing room and removed her jeans and blouse. She lifted the dress over her head and lowered it into place. It was lined with satin and had support built in for her bust. It had a keyhole back and Lynn was going to need help to zip it up. Luckily there was an attendant to help her. When it was zipped she looked in the mirror and knew this was the dress she wanted. She went to show her mother.
“Mom look, I love this dress, what do you think, can I have it, please?”
“Oh Lynn, you look so pretty in that, but isn’t it kind of short?”
Lynn loved the dress and how it caressed her skin as she walked but she also liked the way it fell to mid-thigh and showed her legs. Susan however was concerned with her daughter’s legs being on display and especially for her daughter’s date to look at.
“Mom, its perfect, please, may I have it?”
“As long as the boy is as nice as you say he is, I’ll let you have it.”
“Thank you Mom, oh thank you, thank you, thank you.”
Susan purchased the dress for Lynn and Mother and daughter finished the day buying more clothes for Lynn as the hormones were developing her figure at a much more rapid rate as is typical with young girls, they graduate from eighth grade looking like little girls and three months later they enter high school with a figure that stops boys from talking.
Lynn was far from having such a womanly figure but she was developing some feminine curves and much to Susan’s concern Lynn was developing womanly thoughts, especially about boys.
“Mom, look at that boy, God he’s so cute.”
“Yes I guess he is, but I think he’s a little old for you.”
“He’s only sixteen.”
“And your fourteen, so don’t get any big ideas young lady. I don’t want you dating yet and the only reason I’m letting you go to this dance is that dances like this are special for girls growing up, it’s part of becoming a woman.”
“Yes Mom.”
The week past and it was time for Lynn to have her hair done for the dance. She went back to Styles Spa to have it done by Sondra.
“Lynn how have you been, I haven’t seen you since the homecoming dance, so what’s the occasion this time?”
“It’s the spring formal at St. Patrick’s school.”
“Let me look at your hair,” Sondra said as she fluffed it with her fingers, “My it’s grown since you were here last. It looks like I have some work to do, you should see me every month at least for a trim, your so pretty that it’s a shame to let you hair go like this.”
“I didn’t think it was that bad.”
“Tsk, tsk, being well groomed is the first lesson a young woman should learn, come back here and let me wash your hair.”
Sondra washed Lynn’s hair and conditioned it. When she was done she wrapped it in a towel forming a turban.
“What would you like to do with your hair this time?”
“I liked what you did last time can you do the same to it?”
“Sure I can, in fact it will look better in the back because your hair is longer now and it should fall to between your shoulder blades, very sexy. How would you feel about some highlights, they would make the style perfect?”
“I guess my Mom won’t mind.”
“Good, now tell me about your date.”
Sondra started to work on Lynn’s hair and unlike the first time she wanted it to be as feminine as possible. Lynn told Sondra all about Rex and also about the homecoming dance and her kiss with Jason. By the time Lynn was finished with her stories Sondra had just finished rolling her hair to set it.
“Does your Mom want us to do your nails and makeup?” asked Sondra, “Your brows need some touching up.”
“I’m not sure, would it be okay if I called her?”
“Sure use the phone on the front desk.”
Lynn walked to the phone and called her mother.
“Mom, would it be okay if I had my nails and makeup done?”
“I wasn’t planning on it but since this is your first dance, I guess it would be alright.”
“Thanks Mom.”
Lynn hung up the phone and told Sondra that she could have the works.
“Good that way we can do everything while you hair dries.”
Sondra called Judy to do Lynn’s nails When she was done they were a deep burgundy color. Next Rachel did Lynn’s makeup.
“Lynn you have to take better care of your eyebrows, you should get in the habit of cleaning them up at least once a week, let me do it for you.”
Rachel plucked Lynn’s brows until they were even more feminine then the last time she had been here. She then made up Lynn’s face. When she was done Sondra brought Lynn back to her station and finished styling her hair. When she was finished Lynn was awe struck, she thought she looked good last time but with the highlights and new makeup, she knew Rex would be impressed, in fact she was impressed with her appearance. Lynn’s mother arrived to pay the bill and when she saw her daughter tears formed in her eyes, she looks so grown up she thought.
“Thank you Sondra for doing such a nice job on my daughter.”
“Honey, it’s a pleasure working on her, she so pretty to start with that it makes my work easy.”
Susan drove Lynn home so she could have a bite to eat and then dress for the dance.
“Lynn, take a bath and shave your legs and underarms while you’re in the bath. Be careful not to get you hair wet and don’t muss your makeup.”
“Yes Mom.”
Lynn filled the tub with warm water and lowered herself in and felt the relaxing water envelope her body. She lay in the water and thought about he exciting evening she was about to experience. The water started to cool so she lathered her legs and carefully pulled the razor up her legs being careful not to nick herself and then she did her underarms and exited the tub. Lynn wrapped the towel around her body and went to her room. When she removed the towel she looked in the mirror and called her mother.
“Mom, come here please.”
“What’s wrong honey?”
“My chest looks swollen and it hurts and I think I’m getting fat, maybe I should diet.”
“Let me see sweetheart, well it looks like my little girl won’t be little much longer, your developing breasts and your hips are growing, it looks as though your hormones are working. I doubt that you will have to diet for a while unless your stomach grows too and it looks as though that isn’t happening, you’re just becoming a young lady. Let’s get you dressed now so I can take some pictures of you.”
“Okay.”
Lynn pulled a pair of black thong panties up her legs and nestled her tiny penis and scrotum into them. Never having gone through male puberty had its pluses as it made hiding her male parts easy. Next Susan helped glue on Lynn’s breast forms and secured them with a black strapless bra.
“Mom, may I borrow your garter belt tonight?”
“Not in your life, you’re much too young for something that sexy. I bought a new pair of pantyhose for you, they’re on your night stand.”
Lynn tore open the package of hosiery and rolled them up her legs. When she reached the top she pulled them until they fit perfectly. They were a pair of sheer tan hose and Lynn felt the smoothness with her hand and got lost in the feel of them. Susan watched as her daughter lost herself in the femininity of her feelings.
“Mom, would you help me with my dress?”
“Of course sweetheart.”
Susan lowered the dress down over Lynn’s head and pulled it down until it fit like a glove. She then buttoned the collar behind Lynn’s neck. Susan then helped Lynn with her heels that she had bought while shopping with Mindy.
Susan started to cry. She couldn’t believe how pretty her daughter was. She looked elegant, the dress showed her shoulders and arms and just a little of her back was seen through the keyhole just below her neck. The hem stopped at mid-thigh. Her hair and makeup were flawless. Her legs looked tan and shapely as they curved seductively down to her feet and their Chinese Laundry sandals.
“Mom, why are you crying?”
“Because you’re so beautiful, come into the living room so I can take your picture.”
Lynn turned and looked at her reflection in her mirror. She stared and thought, I hope Rex is impressed when he sees me. Lynn glided slowly down the hallway to the living room walking slowly so as not to trip. She wasn’t used to wearing heels as high as this, they were just shy of four inches. Lynn loved the seductive click the heels make on the hardwood floor.
“Honey, stand in front of the fireplace and face me.”
“Okay mom.”
“Alright ready, smile,” flash, flash, “Now turn a little to the side, perfect,” flash, flash, “Now turn a little more, that’s it, “ flash, flash went the camera as Susan took the pictures. “When Rex gets here I want to take pictures of the both of you,” Susan said.
“Yes mom.”
Five minutes later there was a knock at the front door.
“Go back and wait in your room until I call you, your entrance is almost as important as what you wear.”
“Okay Mom.” Lynn returned to her room and Susan answered the door. She opened it and gazed at the creature that wanted to steal her baby from her. Rex was very nervous and he did look kind of cute, Susan was enjoying the young man’s discomfort, maybe Lynn would be all right after all.
“Come in,” Susan said as Rex and his father entered the house. “I’m Susan Collins,” she said as she extended her hand to Rex’s father.
“I’m Roger Shipley, Rex’s father, it’s nice to meet you,” he said as he took Susan’s hand in his, “and this is Rex.”
“It’s nice to meet you Rex.”
“I’m sorry my wife was unable to meet you tonight but she had to attend a meeting at the hospital to raise money for the children’s wing addition.”
“Well at least I was able to meet you. Aren’t you the Roger Shipley that owns the Chevy dealership across town?”
“One in the same, please don’t hold it against me.”
“I won’t,” laughed Susan, “Lynn, your guest is here.” Susan would be damned if she was going to call Rex her date, she was too young to date and besides this was just a dance so it was just, you know something special, but not a date.
Lynn walked down the hallway into the living room, her heels announcing her arrival.
“Hi,” Lynn said cheerily.
“Gulp, hhhi,” Rex stammered when he saw Lynn.
“Lynn this is Mister Shipley, Rex’s father,” Susan said.
“It’s nice to meet you Mister Shipley,” said Lynn with her biggest smile and extending her hand to shake his. The light danced off her nails as Roger took Lynn’s hand in his and shook it softly.
“It’s nice to meet you Lynn, it’s easy to see why Rex is so infatuated with you, you’re very pretty.”
“Dad,” Rex said as he whined with embarrassment.
Susan didn’t like the way Roger was looking at her daughter but she really couldn’t blame him as Lynn’s makeup made her look older so she would forgive him this time.
“You two stand in front of the fireplace and Rex you place your arm around Lynn’s back and hold her around her waist, that’s perfect, now hold still,” Susan said as she took the pictures of the couple.
“Okay kids, what time is the dance over?”
“I think around Ten-thirty.”
“Alright, I expect you home by eleven Lynn, have fun you two.”
“We will Mom.”
Rex walked Lynn to the Chevy Tahoe and helped her in and soon they were at the dance. Mr. Shipley left the couple off in front of the gym. Rex and Lynn walked into the room. When they did, all conversation stopped. The other boys were in awe when they saw Lynn and couldn’t believe Rex’s luck to have such a beauty for a date. The other girls noticed too but mostly they saw the reaction their dates had toward the beautiful girl. Almost to a couple the boys’ dates swung their elbows into their ribs and the whoosh of air being pushed out of their lungs filled the room.
Lynn looked around the room and spotted Mindy with her date and a group of other students.
“Rex, there’s Mindy, come on I have to talk to her,” said Lynn excitedly.
Lynn took Rex’s arm and pulled him across the floor to where Mindy was standing.
“Mindy, oh my God, I love your dress, you look so hot.”
Mindy did look good in her strapless red knee length dress. Mindy had developed a large bust over the last year and loved showing it off in low cut dresses like this. Mindy had also gone to the salon and had a make over that day and as she stood in her red four-inch heels the boys couldn’t help but notice her beautiful shape, she was a show stopper.
“Wow you should talk, I love your dress, where did you find it, it’s perfect.”
“At Macy’s with my Mom, let’s see if we can find a table.”
The couples walked to a table in the back of the room. Rex and Charlie were in their second year of high school so that meant that they were on the lower pecking order when it came to functions like this. The Senior’s had first choice of tables and then came the Juniors and then after that it was first come first serve.
The music started and Rex escorted Lynn to the dance floor for their first of many dances. The first five were fast and Lynn was having fun dancing and swiveling her hips like the rest of the girls. Finally there was a slow song and Rex swept Lynn into his arms. Lynn saw the other girl put both hands around they’re dates neck so Lynn did the same. Rex pulled Lynn tight to his body and Lynn laid her head against his shoulder. This was a new feeling for Lynn as the couple’s bodies rubbed against each other. Her last dance was the homecoming dance and at that dance she had become infatuated with her dance partner and had gotten lost in the femininity of dancing close to a boy. She had become somewhat aroused but only because she had never had sexual contact with anyone before. She felt like a beautiful girl in a romantic setting with a handsome boy and loved the way she had felt at the time, it was almost like a romance novel. But now something else was happening to Lynn, she was becoming aroused sexually. She was feeling romantic but now she felt something else, she felt lust. The hormones she was taking were making her feel like any other teen aged girl going through puberty, she wanted Rex and not just to kiss, she wanted something else, she was hot. Rex was also feeling the effects of puberty and he was getting an erection while he held Lynn tight. All he could think was that he hoped she couldn’t feel what she was doing to him. Oh but Lynn did feel what was happening and she loved that she was having this effect on Rex so much so that she rubbed her pelvis against his embarrassment. Why did I just do that she wondered, not knowing that her high amounts on hormone were taking control of her sub-conscience sexual desires, she was becoming a woman.
The music ended and the couple walked back to the table, Rex had to try to make his tented pants go down. If one were to see Rex walking with Lynn there would be no doubt as to what he was trying to hide. Most men don’t walk with they’re girl friends hand on their arm and they’re other hand held in front of their crotch, it’s a dead giveaway. Rex seated Lynn and asked her if she wanted a soda to drink and went to get one for her.
Rex no sooner left than a boy sauntered up to the table.
“Hey, what’s up?” he asked.
“Nothing,” Lynn replied.
“What’s a fox like you doing all by yourself?”
“I’m not by myself, I’m with my boyfriend.”
“Do you mean that little sophomore?”
“He’s not so little.”
“But he is a sophomore and a girl as pretty as you shouldn’t be wasting your time with someone like that, you should be with a senior like me.”
“I don’t think so.”
“And why not?”
“Because you’re rude and obnoxious, you know I’m with someone else and you try to hit on me, you’re an ass,” stated Lynn.
“Well fuck you bitch, you had your chance.”
“Nice come back,” replied Lynn.
The boy turned around to confront Lynn just as Rex was returning to the table.
“Lynn is there something wrong?” asked Rex.
The boy looked at Rex and decided that trying to start a fight with a boy larger than himself would be foolish so he turned back around and walked away.
“Everything is fine now that you’re back,” Lynn said as she took Rex’s hand in hers.
Rex and Lynn drank their sodas and returned to dancing. The fast ones were fun but the slow ones became more and more intimate as the evening wore on. The last dance finally arrived and Lynn pulled Rex tight to her body, feeling every ripple of his muscles that she could through his suit, Lynn wanted Rex in the worst way. She couldn’t control her feelings any longer and pulled Rex’s lips to hers and locked into a kiss that was rocking her world. She saw sparks and she felt a glow in her groin and instinctively she knew where she wanted Rex’s erection to be, deep inside of her, she was becoming a woman. Lynn parted her lips as though by instinct and Rex’s tongue entered her mouth. She felt the soft sensual touch of his tongue as it made love to her mouth, Lynn was on fire. The music ended and Lynn and Rex broke their passionate embrace, both looking at the other, their eyes saying all that needed to be said, I love you.
Rex’s father was waiting for the couple when the dance ended and drove Lynn home so as to make her curfew. When they arrived Rex walked Lynn to the door and kissed her goodnight. Even as innocent as this kiss was it moved something inside Lynn and made her wonder what was happening to her.
Susan was waiting for her daughter and of course had to know everything because that’s what moms do.
“Hi honey, did you have fun?”
“Oh Mom, it was so wonderful and Rex is so nice, we had so much fun.”
“Was Mindy there?”
“Yes and she looked so hot, her dress was gorgeous, it was strapless, I wish I could wear something like that.”
“Don’t worry you will, it won’t be long, although I doubt that you will be as large as Mindy, she’s very busty.”
“Why not?”
“Because Mindy is larger than normal and our family runs about average when it comes to bust size but that shouldn’t stop you from wearing dresses like that when you get a little older.”
“I can’t wait.”
Lynn went to her room and removed her dress and makeup and went to bed. She dreamed about her Rex again only this night she wasn’t his princess, she was his wife and on her honeymoon. Rex was kissing her deeply and she was becoming aroused. She wasn’t sure of what he was doing to her but what ever it was it was making her crazy with lust. She looked into his eyes and said, “take me,” as she felt his erection rubbing against her stomach. Rex lifted her hips and at that moment Lynn swooned and woke from her sleep. My God, my God she thought, what was he going to do to me as she felt an emptiness inside of her body.
The next morning Susan woke Lynn to tell her that Mindy was on the phone.
Lynn picked up the phone and said, “Hello.”
“Lynn, tell me all about last night, I saw you and Rex kissing, God I didn’t think you would ever stop.”
“Oh my God Mindy, it was so wonderful, I was so hot.”
“I could tell, you were moving all over him, did he have a woody?”
“A woody?”
“You know was he hard?”
“God yes, I thought he would burst his pants,” giggled Lynn.
“How did it feel?”
“I wanted it so bad, if I could have I would have ripped his clothes off.”
“Wow girl, it sounds like you’ve got it bad.”
“God Mindy, I don’t know what’s happening to me, I feel so weird.”
“You’re going through puberty. When I started I was like you too, all I would do is watch boys and their butts and my dreams were well you know wild. Every night some boy was seducing me in my dreams, my mom and dad told me I was boy crazy and I guess that’s what you’re going through now, do you like it?”
“Yes, but I feel so empty at times.”
“Don’t worry, you get over it and eventually you’ll learn how to satisfy yourself.”
“How do you do that?”
“I’m not going to tell you now, maybe later on, I have to go, call me later.”
“Okay.”
Lynn hung up the phone and went to ask her mother if she could visit Mrs. Mac Lain.
“Mom, would it be okay if I visited Mrs. Mac Lain? I want to show her the pictures from last night.”
“Sure honey, I made extra copies when I down loaded them this morning, you can give her copies of each.”
“Thanks Mom.”
Lynn went and showered, being careful not to wet her hair. She decided to wear a skirt and blouse because Mrs. Mac Lain liked girls to dress like girls and not wear pants all the time. Lynn didn’t mind because she liked wearing skirts and dresses, they made her feel feminine.
Lynn entered Mrs. Mac Lain’s room and kissed her on the cheek. She had been “resting her eyes” as she called it when she napped.
“Lynn, what a surprise, it’s so nice to see you.”
“Hi, Mrs. Mac Lain.”
“What brings you here today, dear?”
“I wanted to show you the pictures from the dance I went to last night.”
“Let me see sweetheart, oh you look lovely, so pretty, my, my, you’re such a young lady, and your date, my he’s handsome.”
“Thank you.”
“I remember when I was young like that, when you’re my age you forget many things but when you first date a boy, it’s something you remember forever, almost like it was yesterday. My first formal date was with a young man named Bruce Tollaver. He was such a handsome boy. He made my heart flutter every time I saw him. I remember my mother helping me get ready for the dance. My dress was very full and I had to wear many layers of petticoats with it. When I walked you could hear the swish, swish sound from them and when Bruce saw me he blushed, the whole night was magical. When the last dance came Bruce kissed me, it was my first kiss, I remember it to this day, his lips found mine and I quivered when we touched, I think it was one of the most special times in my life.”
“How did you feel when he kissed you?”
“It did something to me, like someone had lit a fire inside of me, why do you ask?”
“Because Rex kissed me last night and I melted. It gave me a need that I couldn’t fill. I can’t describe it, I felt as though I wanted him to do something to me but I didn’t know what it was.”
“Oh my dear, come sit next to me,” Mrs. Mac Lain said as she patted the bed. “What you were feeling was what all women feel when they want to give birth to a child and the man they are with makes them feel that way. You wanted to make love to him, you wanted him inside of you to make that baby, honey it’s part of being a woman. Right now though you are too young to have a man bed you and although it’s hard sometimes you have to stay in control of your body and not let just any man take you to bed, wait until you’re married. I know more girls that didn’t wait and then they found themselves pregnant and wished they had never done what they had. Take it from an old woman; wait until that special person comes along. I waited until I was married and I’m glad I did, Mr. Mac Lain was my first and he was my last, I only wish that we had tried to make a girl before he died, but at least I have you to dote on, I hope you can humor an old woman.”
“Oh Mrs. Mac Lain I love coming to see you, you’ve become very special to me, I’m glad you want me to visit.”
“I love having you here too dear.”
Lynn spent several more hours visiting, helping Mrs. Mac Lain to walk into the garden and then back to her room. Lynn was beginning to love her as though she was her grand mother.
“My Mom’s here so I have to go, you can keep the pictures, I brought them for you.”
“Thank you sweetheart, give me a hug now and be off with you.”
“Lynn hugged Mrs. Mac Lain and kissed her on the cheek. Lynn loved the stories she told her about when she was young and even though it was a different time all the basics were the same, the feelings, what was right and wrong, Lynn was learning important lessons.
Two weeks past and Lynn excitedly returned to the home to visit Mrs. Mac Lain again.
Lynn walked into her room and found the bed made but the woman wasn’t there. Lynn walked to the nurse’s station to ask where she was.
“Excuse me, could you tell me where I could find Mrs. Mac Lain?”
“Mrs. Mac Lain, are you a relative of hers?”
“I’m a friend, I visit her every other week.”
“I’m sorry dear, but Mrs. Mac Lain passed away last week, the funeral was Thursday, who did you say you were?”
“I, I, I’m Lynn Collins, she was my friend, she was like a grandmother to me, we were,” Lynn said as her voice faded off and the room went black as she fainted.
Lynn saw the light growing brighter as she regained consciousness.
“Are you alright miss, you fainted,” said the nurse as she laid a wet cloth on Lynn’s forehead.
Lynn was in a bed having been placed there by an orderly. Why had she fainted, then she remembered, Mrs. Mac Lain had died, tears came to her eyes as she sobbed. The nurse had been aware enough to look in Lynn’s purse and found Susan’s phone number and was able to have her come back to pick her up.
Lynn was able to walk to the car without incident. When she sat the tears returned. I t was all Susan could do to calm her child.
“It’s alright honey, let it out, it will make you feel better.”
Susan comforted Lynn until she gained some control of her emotions. The nurse told Susan why Lynn was so distraught, so she was at least able to try to talk some sense to Lynn.
“Honey, I’m so sorry for your loss, but Mrs. Mac Lain was very old and she had lived a full life and I know you’re going to miss her but she wouldn’t want you to cry like this.”
“But I didn’t even get to say goodbye to her.”
“I’m sure she knows you would have wanted too and I’m sure she sees your sorrow now and it’s alright to grieve, everyone does when they lose someone they love. Just remember the good things about her and remember what she told you about life and that way she will never die in your head, she will always be with you.”
“Thanks Mom,” Lynn sniffled as the tears fell from her eyes. It would take a while for Lynn to come to grips with her loss but she eventually found solace in her school work, she would become the student Mrs. Mac Lain would be proud of.
Lynn returned to school and several weeks past. She was called to the councilors office. What did I do now she wondered?
Lynn walked into the office and was greeted with smiles.
“Lynn, I have some really exciting news for you,” said Miss Benson.
“You do?”
“Yes, do you remember when you visited the convalescent hospital after the homecoming dance and you met a woman named Mrs. Mac Lain?”
“Yes, I visited her every two weeks after that.”
“You did, why did you do that?”
“Because she was my friend and I found her to be very interesting and she taught me may things about being a woman.”
“I wasn’t aware of that, what a wonderful thing for you to have done, so maybe that explains what I’m going to tell you. As you know Mrs. Mac Lain was a very wealthy woman and because you befriended her she set up a scholarship trust that will be used by any girl that was a queen or princess for homecoming and she named it The Lynn Collins Scholarship Fund. The fund will pay for any girl who has completed high school and is admitted to a four-year university and was a queen or princess. Depending on how well the girls do with their studies and if they don’t have grades good enough to qualify then the funds are carried over to the next year or if two or three girls qualify then they all get the scholarship. School must have been very important to her.”
“It was, she was a very special person in my life.”
“She must have been and you in hers for her to bequeath this money to our school.”
“I loved her very much.”
“Everything she talked to you about must have made an impression, you have one of the highest grade point averages as a first year student.”
“She did, I have to return to class, thank you Miss Benson.”
“Lynn, I’m the one who should be thanking you for this and everything you have done for me, you’re a very special girl.”
“Thank you Miss Benson.”
Lynn was so proud of what Miss Benson had told her that she knew she would qualify for the scholarship, she couldn’t let Mrs. Mac Lain down.
The school year past and finally it was summer vacation time. It was time for fun and Lynn and Mindy had fun, shopping, flirting, swimming, flirting, flirting, hey she’s a girl now and that’s what girls do.
August came and Lynn had a question to ask her mother.
“Mom, Vanessa is having a slumber party for her birthday and hers is two days before mine and she asked if I could go. Mindy is also invited, can I go, please?”
“As long as her parents are going to be there you may go.”
“Oh thank you, thank you, I love you Mom,” Lynn said as she raced to the phone to call Vanessa with the news.
The bailiff walked across the hallway to the bench where Susan Collins was sitting.
“Mrs. Collins, the judge just said that if the jury can’t come to a verdict by five o’clock he is going to send them home for the evening,” he said.
“Thank you bailiff, does it look like they might be done today?”
“It’s hard to say, usually with a case like this the jury should have had a verdict by now, its pretty obvious what happened, but the way the DA spun the case the jurors might be confused, I just hope they make the right decision.”
“So do I, thank you.”
Susan returned to her thoughts of Lynn’s first slumber party.
It was the day of the party and Lynn was beside herself.
“Mom, what am I going to wear, what do they do at these parties, maybe I shouldn’t go.”
“Don’t be silly every girl goes to at least one slumber party in they’re lives, relax, the only thing you’ll be doing is putting on makeup and talking about boys. Wear your long flannel nighty and you’ll be fine.”
“Should I wear my forms, my breasts have been growing and they are kind of sensitive when I put on the glue.”
“Let me take a look at your breasts to see how much you’ve grown.”
Lynn raised her blouse and Susan removed her bra and forms. Lynn hadn’t glued them on because the bra held them firmly and she didn’t like the discomfort when she had to remove them. Susan looked at her daughter’s breasts and was pleased with they’re growth, Lynn was developing like a girl her age should. It takes a little while for growth to start but when it does it seems to happen over night or maybe it just seems that way, one day flat the next stacked.
“Lynn you’re growing very nicely, I think you’re almost an A cup. If you’d like I can take you to the store and buy you a padded bra that will make you look almost as big as you are now but will be able to take it off when you go to bed. Don’t worry, I’m sure some of the other girls will have the same kind of bras and their development won’t be much more than yours, after all you’re fourteen and fifteen year old girls.”
“What about Mindy?”
“Mindy’s an exception, large breasts run in her family, look at her mother, the poor woman must feel like she’s carrying melons around all day long,” laughed Susan.
“Mom, you’re so silly,” answered Lynn.
Susan loved this kind of interaction with her daughter, one that wouldn’t have happened if Lynn had decided to remain a boy after the homecoming incident, maybe good things do come by accident she thought.
“Lynn grab your purse so we can run to the mall, we have to hurry because I’m supposed to drop you of at Vanessa’s in an hour.”
“Okay Mom.”
Susan brought her daughter to the lingerie section at Macy’s to buy her some new bras. She bought two, one padded and one not. Both where white, the padded one had a little lace and when Lynn put it one it pushed her breasts together and created a small amount of cleavage, wow. I look hot she thought. The other was a plain white cotton bra, nothing fancy but practical, one a woman would wear everyday.
“Mom, do I have to get this one, can’t we buy this lacy bra instead?” Lynn asked as she held up a bare wisp of sexy black lace.
“Lynn, I’m not going to buy something like that until you’re older and besides you would grow out of it in another few months and did you see the price of that? That kind of bra is for when you want to seduce a man and I won’t allow you to do that, don’t worry after your development stops I’ll allow you to have pretty things like that.”
“Yes Mom.”
“Susan and Lynn returned home and Lynn put on her new bra and packed to go to the party. She liked the new sensations she was getting from the bra, her forms had pretty much insulated her breasts from any sensation but now she felt ever so slightly any movement of fabric against her nipples. Wow, she thought, this is so cool. She would soon discover that her non-padded bra would feel even more intense but that would wait for another day.
Susan drove Lynn to the party and Vanessa answered the door.
“You made it,” She said as they hugged and gave the typical air kiss, “Hurry you’re the last one here, the other girls are in the family room, bye Mrs. Collins,” said Vanessa as she waved goodbye to Susan.
“Bye Mom,” said Lynn as she waved goodbye.
The girls closed the door and went to join the other girls.
“Lynn, you’re here,” screamed Mindy.
The whole group ran over and gave Lynn a group hug and took her bag and placed it with the others in the corner of the room. Vanessa had been allowed to have ten girls over for her party but with all of them talking it seemed like twenty.
“I’m hungry,” stated Jennifer. Jennifer was one of those girls that was forever eating but looked like she was a waif starving in the streets - she never gained weight.
“God Jen, don’t you ever stop eating, if I ate like you I’d look like a blimp,” said Brenda. Brenda was a tall girl but had to watch her weight, she would gain five pounds just walking by a restaurant.
“You’re just jealous,” answered Jennifer.
“Come on, my Mom made some sandwiches in the kitchen and there are sodas in the fridge, let’s eat,” said Vanessa.
The girls invaded the kitchen and when they had finished eating returned to the family room and turned on the stereo to listen to some music and learn how to dance the latest dances. The girls finally tired of dancing and decided it was time to make each other over. Vanessa decided she wanted cornrows in her hair and asked her best friend Shauntay to do them for her. Shauntay was one of the few black girls in the school. She was extremely pretty, looking much like Vanessa Williams and very popular with the boys.
“Vanessa, that takes a lot of time, are you sure you want me to do it?”
“Please, it’s my birthday.”
“Alright sit here so I can get started.”
“Lynn I want to do your makeup,” stated Ashley, “I saw a way to make your eyes look bigger.”
“My eyes look big enough already,” giggled Lynn.
Ashley was a sweet girl that everyone loved, she was short, maybe and inch or two shy of five feet but had a bubbly personality and seemed to be going a hundred miles an hour all the time, “Come on Lynn, sit,” she ordered.
Lynn sat next to Ashley and allowed her to remove her makeup so she would have a fresh pallet to work from. Mean while Mindy and the rest of the girls decided to do their nails. The room looked and smelled like a salon on a busy day.
Ashley finished Lynn’s makeup and awaited approval of her work.
“Well?” she asked.
“Oh my God, Lynn, you look so hot, do me next please?” asked Brandi.
Brandi was the wild card in this mix. She was very pretty but when it came to brains well like the old saying goes, when they said brains, she thought they said trains and missed hers, but she would never do anything to hurt her friends and would stand by them to the end.
Lynn did look hot, for a hooker, but then again these girls were trying to discover what being a woman was all about and the only way was to experiment. Brandi took Lynn’s chair and then Lynn went to do Sarah’s toenails.
Sarah was the quiet one of the bunch. She was very studious, was on the girl’s track team and seemed to excel in what ever she did. Sarah was a person you could trust with your life and would always be there for you.
Lynn placed cotton balls between Sarah’s toes and asked her what color she wanted.
“Blue,” she said.
“Blue, are you sure, you’d look so hot with red.”
“I’m sure, blue, I want to look retro, that’s me.”
“Okay,” Lynn said as she started to paint.
Slowly over the next few hours the girls were made up, painted and they’re hair was styled although Vanessa was the only one to have cornrows as they were just too much work to do. Now the girls went into the next phase of the evening, the "tell the truth" phase.
“Has anyone ever done it, you know gone all the way?” asked Vanessa.
“Eww, no,” answered Sarah.
No, no, I haven’t, not me and so on until they came to Brandi.
“I did it, when I was with Tim,” she answered.
“You did?” asked Jennifer.
“Yes.”
“What was it like?” asked one of the girls before one of the others could ask.
“It was, I don’t know, it was kind of like well, you know, like, God this is so hard to explain. You know when you kiss a boy and you feel empty and don’t know what to feel, well when Tim did it to me I felt, God I hate this, I felt so complete.”
“Did it hurt?”
“At first, but then God it felt so good.”
“Did you only do it once?”
“No, after the first time I did it all the time with Tim.”
“Are you still with Tim?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Because he broke up with me.”
“Why?”
“He found a new girl friend.”
“Have you done it with anyone else?”
“No.”
“I would never do anything like that,” said Shauntay.
“Why not?”
“Because I don’t want to get pregnant.”
“Brandi, aren’t you worried about getting pregnant?”
“Are you kidding, I’ve been on the pill since eighth grade, what about the rest of you, don’t you at least want to experiment?”
“Not me,” said Jennifer.
“Nor do I,” answered the rest of the girls.
“Why not?”
“Because, I’m not ready for that yet,” said Mindy.
“What about you Lynn, I saw you and Rex at the dance and I could tell you were ready to do it?”
“Have you forgotten that I was born a boy?”
“Oh God, I’m sorry, I’ve forgotten over time that your not like one of us, I’m so sorry.”
“You were born a what?” asked Sally.
Sally was the brainiac in the group. She never stopped studying. She was a nice looking girl but wasn’t one to try to accentuate her looks. She had a steady boyfriend and really never got into school social structure.
“I was born a boy, but now I’m a girl.”
“How can you do that?”
“I was a girl on the inside and now I’m becoming a girl on the out side.”
“I’m sorry but color me stupid but how can you become a girl?”
“I’m taking hormones.”
“I’m sorry but that’s creepy.”
“Why?”
“Because, if you’re a boy, you’re a boy, and if you’re a girl, you’re a girl, you can’t change that.”
“When you first met me did you see a boy or girl?”
“A girl.”
“So?”
“I don’t know, it just doesn’t seem right.”
“Why not?” asked Shauntay.
“Because, I don’t know, God this is so confusing.”
“Let me ask you this, when you look at me what do you see?” asked Shauntay.
“My girl friend.”
“What else?”
“What do you mean, what else?”
“What else?” asked Shauntay with exasperation in her voice.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“What color am I?”
“Black.”
“And?”
“Shauntay, you’re making me crazy, what are you talking about?”
“I’m talking about Lynn, when you look at her what do you see?”
“A pretty girl.”
“Now do you understand what I’m saying? When you look at me you see your friend, not your black friend and when you look at Lynn you see a girl, not a boy that looks like a girl, but a girl, now do you get it?
“Yes, I’m sorry, some times I’m so dense,” said Sally as the room erupted with laughter.
The girls were thirsty and all wanted to have a drink so it was soda time once again. When they finished they returned to the family room and spread out their sleeping bags or blankets which ever they brought to sleep in. The girls removed their clothing down to their panties and everyone had to stare at Lynn. Did she have boobs, were they fake, finally Sarah said, “Don’t stare, it’s not nice.”
Lynn was unaware that she was the center of attention until Jennifer asked, “Lynn are your breasts real?”
“Of course they are, I’m a girl.”
“I’m jealous, they’re bigger than mine,” said Ashley.
“Ask your Mom for implants,” said Mindy as the girls all giggled.
“Maybe I will, I hate being flat.” responded Ashley.
“Be careful what you wish for or you might look like Mindy,” said Vanessa.
“Fuck you,” laughed Mindy.
Mean while all the girls had to feel Lynn’s breasts and they found that they felt just like theirs, Lynn was indeed one of them.
It was after midnight and the girls were settling down. Vanessa put the question out to the group, no one in particular but asked, “What do you want to do after high school?”
“I don’t know yet,” said Ginger, “Maybe a nurse.”
Ginger was the quiet one of the bunch. She was shy and unlike the rest of the girls, she had a full figure and because of this she kept to herself other than hanging with Sally. She and Sally were best friends and both were honor students. When she spoke first all the girls looked her way, as this had been the first peep out of her mouth all night.
“A nurse, how come?” Vanessa asked.
“Because you have to study hard and be strong enough to be able to lift patients.”
“That makes sense, I just want to get married,” said Brandi.
“I want to be an attorney,” said Sally, “ And go to Hasting School of Law.”
“My Mom’s an attorney,” said Shauntay.
“I thought your mom was a stay at home mother,” said Vanessa.
“She is, my mom and dad made the decision for her to stay at home until I go to college.”
“Wow, that’s so cool, I wish my mom could have stayed at home,” said Brandi.
“I’m not sure what I’m going to do just yet, I have some other things to take care of first, if you know what I mean,” laughed Lynn.
“What are you going to do?” asked Mindy.
“When I’m eighteen I’m going to have surgery to make me complete and then I’ll go to college,” answered Lynn.
“Aren’t you afraid?” asked Sarah.
“No not really, I’m more afraid of not being accepted as a girl than having the surgery, at least after that no one will know that I was ever a boy.”
“What about you Shauntay, are you going to be an attorney like your mother?” asked Jennifer.
“No way, every time I read something in the paper about lawyers it’s negative and I’d hate to have people talk about me behind my back. Can you imagine what that would be like, eww she’s a lawyer, no thanks. I want to go to Stanford and get my MBA from their business school and become the first woman CEO for AT&T.”
“Why Stanford?” asked Jennifer.
“Because my father went to medical school there and Condoleezza Rice taught there.”
“Who’s Condoleezza Rice?” asked Brandi.
“Are you kidding me Brandi, don’t you ever watch the news or read the newspaper?”
“I never read the paper and if the news is on MTV I might see it, so who is she, I think I did hear her name once, isn’t she in that rap group from Detroit?”
Shauntay just rolled her eyes, “God Brandi sometimes I think you just crawled from a cave, She just happens to be the smartest woman I know of. She’s the Secretary of State and travels all around the world for our country. She’s done everything on her own and got where she is by being smart.”
“She’s black too, isn’t she?”
“Yes, but I think most people see her as a very smart woman and not as being black. That’s the way I want to be, I want people to think of me as a smart girl and not as a smart black girl. It was like when Sally said that I was her girl friend and didn’t think of me as being black, she just thought of me as being me because I’m just like all of you only a little darker. The only people that have a problem with me are my cousins that live in Oakland. They call me an Oreo, you know brown on the outside and white in the middle. They tell me that I’m turning by back on the black experience and that I should be more like them. I explain to them that I am proud of my black heritage but I want to make something of myself and the only way is with an education. I ask them, what would you have me do, be like Rochelle and have a baby at fifteen or Tyrese and be in jail for selling drugs, I know if I work hard there are better things for me so don’t tell me about the black experience and don’t use it as an excuse not to try.”
“Whoa, what did they say when you said that?” asked Lynn.
“They pretty much called me a bitch, well actually they called me an uppity white bitch and that I thought I was better than them.”
“Wow that’s weird, you would think they would want to do well.”
“I think they do but there is a lot of pier pressure from their friends and there is a gang mentality in that neighborhood that instead of trying to lift themselves up they are brought down by thugs that run everything where they live. Once a person gets away from that kind of life they do better. I’m really lucky to have my parents, my dad’s a doctor and my mom stays at home for my brothers and me. Both of them are in college and when I graduate, I’m going to be also.”
“Wow Shauntay, I never knew you had relatives like that,” said Lynn.
“Everyone does, most people just don’t talk about it.”
“I have an uncle that’s in prison,” stated Brandi.
“Brandi,” all the girls shouted in unison and then they all threw their pillows at her. The pillow fight lasted until the girls fell in exhaustion. That’s when they played the last game of the evening, "who would fall asleep last", Ashley won.
Susan picked Lynn up the next morning and when Lynn got home she wet directly to bed. It seems that the girls had stayed up until four AM.
After that night Lynn was part of the gang and did everything they did from shopping to going to the movies, Lynn was now truly a girl.
School started once again and the girls were no longer lowly freshmen. As far as everyone in school was concerned Lynn was a girl and most of their memories of Lynn the boy had disappeared. One day two weeks after seeing a movie with the girls Lynn felt pain in his scrotum. It persisted for several days so Lynn mentioned it to her mother.
“Mom, I hurt down there,” she said pointing at her crotch.
“I’ll make an appointment for you to see the doctor.”
The next day Lynn was being examined by her doctor. She had her feet in the stirrups and her legs were spread wide. Her doctor touched and felt her in ways she had never been felt before.
“Does this hurt Lynn?” she asked.
“Yes.”
“What about this?” she asked as she squeezed Lynn’s testicles.
“Ouch, that hurts,” Lynn said loudly.
“I’m sorry dear but this must be done.”
The doctor continued the examination poking and prodding and was almost finished. The doctor had Lynn remove her feet from the stirrups and lay on her side.
“Lynn I have to examine one more thing. It’s going to be uncomfortable but it must be done. I have to check your prostate gland and the only way is from your behind. I have to stick my finger inside of you to make sure it is okay so please lay still, ready?”
“Yes.”
The doctor lubed her glove finger and inserted it into Lynn’s rectum. Lynn sucked air into her lungs when she did. There was discomfort but not as bad as Lynn thought there would be, luckily Dr. Burns had small fingers.
“There, I’m all done, you can get dressed if you’d like,” said the doctor.
Lynn and Susan joined Dr. Burns for a determination as to what Lynn’s problem could be.
“After examining Lynn I found some growths on her testicles. These aren’t normal and I’m not sure if they are from the hormones or something else, perhaps they are changing because of the drugs you are taking and maybe not, there is no way to be sure at this point. If we were to stop your therapy maybe the growths would disappear but if they are what I think they are stopping the hormones won’t do any good. In young men one of the most common cancers is testicular cancer and although Lynn would seem to be too young for this kind of cancer, it is possible. Because of what Lynn is doing at this point in her life and what she has done with hormones I would recommend removing her testicles. This is a relatively simple operation and I wish the law would allow us to complete her reassignment at the same time, but I’m afraid we can’t, that will have to wait until she is eighteen. After the operation we will be able to stop the testosterone blockers and lower her estrogen intake, it will actually be better for her in the long run. Let me know as soon as possible because we will have to run tests to make sure if it is cancer that it hasn’t spread to her lymph system.”
“Is there anything else we can do besides surgery?”
“You can stop the hormones and if she is cancerous go into chemo therapy. Even after having chemo she might have to have the operation anyway. If you would like I can schedule her for a needle biopsy to be sure it is cancer and then you will know for sure what you might want to do.”
“Lynn and I will go home and discuss it and decide what we feel would be best.”
“Please let me know as soon as possible, this is something that can’t wait too long.”
“Yes doctor, and thank you.”
Susan and Lynn returned home to have the most important discussion in Lynn’s young life.
“Mom, what should I do?” asked Lynn.
“I don’t honey, there is a lot to think about.”
“What if I have cancer, I don’t want to die,” Lynn said as her lip quivered.
“I don’t want you to die either. The things they want to remove are some of your boy bits. They are the things that turn you into a man. I just worry that you might change your mind one day and want to be a boy again and if you remove these things then you won’t be able to have children as a father.”
“I don’t want to be a boy ever again.”
“You will have to be sure because after they are gone there is no putting them back on.”
“I’m absolutely sure Mom, I love being a girl and besides remember what they told us when I started my hormones, that I probably wouldn’t be able to have children anyway after this amount of time. Mom, I don’t want to stop my hormones, look I’m really starting to grow, see,” Lynn said as she pointed at her chest. Lynn still hadn’t reached an A cup, but was close and she was proud of her development.
“You are looking very feminine sweetheart, but I just worry, remember I’ve known you since you were born and raised you as a boy and its hard to lose something you’ve known all your life.”
“I know Mom but I’m a girl now and why keep something from the past that might kill me?”
“You’re right Lynn, that’s the way moms are, we never throw anything away that our babies did. I’ll call Dr. Burns and schedule your surgery.”
Lynn had her surgery one week later on a Friday so she would have the weekend to heal. She returned to school the following Monday. When she arrived Mindy came running up to her with an announcement to make.
“Lynn, Lynn, guess what?”
“What, tell me.”
“It’s time to register for homecoming princess again, you’re going to run again aren’t you?”
“I hadn’t thought about it, it was fun and look what happed last year, maybe if I do it this year I’ll turn into a prince.”
“Yuk, I hope not, come on let’s do it again.”
“Okay, I guess I will, but you have to help me again.”
“I will, I promise.”
Lynn registered again for princess and awaited the outcome. This year the results were to be announced at a general assembly by the school principal.
“Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention. I wish to announce the results of the election of King, Queen, Prince and Princesses. Before I do though I would like you to give a big round of applause to a former princess, Lynn Collins who because of her devotion to her duty as a princess secured a scholarship fund for our school which will go to any disserving female member of the court forever. Please stand Lynn. Lynn stood and couldn’t help blushing nor could she help smiling, she was so proud at this moment. The auditorium burst into applause and continued until regained her seat.
“Now for the business at hand, I would like to introduce you to our incoming court, Prince and Princesses first. For the Freshman class your Prince is Quinton Bradley and his escort will be Princess Ashley Steele, for the sophomore class we have somewhat of an unusual situation, out prince again this year is Bill Jones and this lucky young man is going to escort two princesses, we have a tie and the two girls are Lynn Collins and Shauntay Miller.” The auditorium erupted once again with shouts of joy, as both girls were loved by most of the students. After the assembly quieted down the principal continued, “ Junior class Prince this year is Ralph Garcia with Brittany Atherton retuning as Princess and This years King and Queen are, drum roll please, Stephanie Smithson and Sean Murphy. That concludes today’s assembly, you may all return to class.”
Lynn found Shauntay and gave her the biggest hug. Lynn had voted for Shauntay and considered her one of her best friends.
The homecoming came off without a hitch as there was no longer a boy to try to disguise so as not to embarrass the school. Miss Benson sighed with relief as everything fell into place, life is good she thought.
The school year past, Lynn’s operation healed and she found her panties fit her better without the small bulge to interfere with her clothing. Her penis had never grown and was small even for a boy when she was younger. So she was pretty much all girl now.
Only two things of note took place this year, Lynn past her test for a learners permit to drive and she finally grew enough to fill the B cups of her bras. Because Lynn wasn’t allowed to date until she was sixteen she and Rex could only see each other at the mall but that didn’t keep them from their romantic interludes, if one were to call them that. Heavy petting at the mall was pretty much impossible but they did find time for themselves and plenty of kissing ensued but it never went much farther than that.
Her junior year started pretty much like her previous years, only now she was one of the top students in her class. Sally was still clinging to valedictorian but she still had two years to go before that would be accomplished. Lynn was in honor classes so she had an occasional senior in her classes. One such student was Brendan McCullough. Brendan was a very handsome boy and came from one of the richest families in town. Unfortunately his home life was broken. His mother had left his father when he was eight years old. The split was very bad for both he and his father.
It seems that Mrs. McCullough; Liz was a kept woman. Her husband was never home as work consumed most of his time and she didn’t want to be bothered with young Brendan. She spent most of her time at the gym doing aerobics and flirting with the hunks like the single girls did. She however was gorgeous having won many beauty contests in her younger days. Not to be deterred, she began hanging out with the wrong sort of people. Even though she was in her mid thirties her friends were in they’re early twenties. This led to sex and drugs, she was hot and the guys loved her. There wasn’t anything she wouldn’t do for them, she was a sex machine and she loved it. Multiple partners, no sweat, she would take a man’s penis anywhere it would fit, and she was very good when she did it. Her downfall was drugs, crystal meth to be exact; it wasn’t long before she was hooked. Brendan’s father didn’t miss the money, hell she had an allowance that would make most people pale when they heard the amount she spent each week. There is however a down side to meth, it fucks up your looks. Brendan’s father looked at his wife one day and noticed that her appearance had changed, she looked haggard.
“Liz, what in the hell are you doing to yourself?” he asked.
Liz’s brain was also rotting.
“None of you fucking business,” she retorted before she could think of an answer that would make sense.
“What did you say?” he asked.
“You heard me and if you don’t like it, I’m out of here.” she screamed. Liz was looking for an excuse to leave, she wanted her drugs and she felt she could live with the man that was supplying her.
Shamus McCullough’s manhood was being challenged by his wife, there were many things he could overlook but not that, Shamus was a powerful man and there was no way he would put up with this.
“Alright then go, I hope you have a way to make money because I’m not going to give you a cent.”
“You will after my lawyer is done with you.”
“Fine we’ll see.”
Liz went and packed her bags and just had to open her mouth one more time but this time to both Shamus and Brendan.
“I’m leaving now, but before I do I want you to know that you’ve never satisfied me when we fucked and I’m leaving that boy with you so when he grows up he’ll know he will never be a man either, both of you are pathetic,” Liz screamed as she slammed the door shut.
What she had done was make Shamus angry, but more to the point she had destroyed her son. Brendan became withdrawn for years until he went to counseling and then was able to communicate with people. As he grew he became very handsome but had a dark side to him. He had grown to hate all women; he would date them, bed them and then discard them, as he was pretty much a prick.
After the first day of California history, Lynn became smitten by the handsome young Irishman. Their instructor assigned them a project to finish in two weeks. Lynn was given the influence of the Comstock on California history. Brendan had seen Lynn around school and knew she had been a princess two years running. He too was impressed by Lynn’s beauty, as were most of the boy’s in school. Lynn still saw Rex but was unable to date him as she had just turned sixteen the month before. Lynn had been asked out many times by boys in her school and had to decline because of her age. Brendan was unaware of this so he asked her if she would like to come to his house and study.
“Lynn, may I ask you something?”
“Sure Brendan, what?”
“My father has a large collection of California history books and I’d like to know if you would like to come over and study?”
“Wow. I’d like that, my Mom wouldn’t let me before but now that I’m sixteen, she might, I’ll ask and let you know tomorrow.”
“Cool, I hope she says yes, see you.”
Lynn asked Susan if it would be okay to study with Brendan the next day at his house.
“What kind of boy is Brendan?” Susan asked.
“He seems nice, his dad has lots of money and they live over in the highlands.”
“My, my,” Susan said, “My little girl is impressed by money already?”
“No Mom, it’s just that he seems to be very nice that’s all.”
“I guess it would be alright, but I’ll drive you and pick you up. It would be a good time for you to practice driving.”
“Thanks mom,” Lynn said as she hugged her mother.
The next day Lynn informed Brendan that she could come over to study that night.
Susan allowed Lynn to drive the car to Brendan’s house as she still had her learners permit and needed as much practice as possible since her driver’s test was scheduled for the following week.
“Here’s the address,” said Susan, “My goodness, what a big house.”
Brendan and his father lived in one of those monstrosities that were built during the Dot-Com boom when people that had just made a lot of money wanted to show it off and what better way than with a house that was big but showed very little class. This pretty much exemplified Shamus McCullough, a big man in business but one with little substance in life.
“Make sure you study and don’t get into trouble,” giggled Susan as she teased Lynn as she walked to the door.
“Oh Mom, you know me better than that,” replied Lynn.
Susan would have never said anything like that if she knew what was about to happen to her daughter, in fact if she were clairvoyant Lynn wouldn’t even be here.
Lynn rang the doorbell and waited as she heard the sound of feet running down the hallway to answer the door.
“Hi, glad you could make it,” said Brendan as he opened the door to greet Lynn.
Susan watched as her little girl went into the house. Susan like the way Brendan looked, well dressed, none of those hang off the butt jeans, and a nice shirt. Lynn waved goodbye to her mother, as did Brendan. He seemed like a nice boy, perhaps Lynn was right, she needn’t worry, but for some reason she felt uneasy, maybe she was just over reacting leaving Lynn with a boy, I have to learn to let go thought Susan.
Brendan escorted Lynn to the library. The room was lined with books on all four walls. This room was just another faux room as most of the books had never been read but it made Shamus feel intelligent having these books in the room that doubled as his office. More than once clients had remarked on the volume of reading material and how it was amazing that he found time to read all these books. It was hard but he managed he would respond as he puffed his chest.
“Wow, look at all the books,” Lynn said as she scanned the room.
“Yeah, my dad has lots of them,” Brendan said as he looked at the pretty young girl.
“Where are the books about the Comstock?” asked Lynn.
“On the upper shelf, we’ll have to climb up to get them. I’ll hold the ladder since you know which ones you want,” said Brendan as he looked at Lynn’s legs.
Lynn had come home and had a little something to eat and was still wearing the same clothes she had worn to school. She had decided to wear a cute little skirt that stopped two inches above her knees and a tank top since the weather was still quite warm. Lynn was showing a modest amount of cleavage which girls her age did on a daily basis, nothing obscene. Brendan knew he would get an eyeful when Lynn climbed the ladder and hurried to get it from the storage area.
“Here you go,” he said.
“Thanks, don’t look,” giggled Lynn. Lynn really didn’t mind if he looked as she had what would be termed as nice legs and she did kind of like Brendan in a boyfriend girlfriend sort of way.
Lynn climbed the ladder and Brendan watched every move she made. Lynn was reaching for different books and not paying attention to what Brendan was doing. Brendan was looking up her skirt and was becoming aroused. God what a fine ass he was thinking, would I like some of that, he dreamt to himself. Lynn found three books and started down the ladder. Brendan shook it enough for Lynn to lose her balance and she fell into his arms. Brendan held her tight feeling her breasts against his chest, God they’re so firm he thought as his erection grew. Lynn felt what was happening to Brendan and felt flattered. It was kind of scary to have that kind effect on a boy, yet there was something erotic about it too.
“Oh my, you saved my life,” said Lynn with a smile.
“I’m sure I should receive a kiss as a reward,” stated Brendan as he pushed his lips against Lynn’s mouth.
Lynn wasn’t expecting this and jumped back.
“Brendan, please don’t do that.”
“Why not, you’re a hot little bitch, I want another,” Brendan said as he smashed his mouth against hers.
“Mmpfh, mmpfh,” Lynn huffed as she pushed Brendan back.
“I’m calling my mother to pick me up,” shouted Lynn.
“The hell you are, I’m not done with you yet,” shouted Brendan as he ripped Lynn’s top from her breast.
“Stop,” screamed Lynn.
“Shut up you bitch,” Brendan yelled as he slapped Lynn across the face causing spit to fly from her lips. Several second later Lynn could taste the blood that was streaming from the cut inside her mouth.
“Please don’t do this,” pleaded Lynn as Brendan pushed her over the back of the sofa. Brendan pushed her down so he could control her every move with his arm on the back of her neck. With his other hand he reached under her skirt and ripped her panties off. He then raised the back of her skirt dropped his pants and pushed his erection against her bottom. Because there was no lubrication he was unable to enter her so he spit into his hand and rubbed it on the end on his penis and then was with some difficulty able to push himself inside her.
“I hope you like this bitch,” he said as he pushed in and out of her. Lynn was screaming, both in fear and in pain. The assault seemed to last a lifetime to Lynn, tears were streaming down her face as he raped her. Brendan didn’t take long to finish, not much more than a minute and then he pulled out. Lynn collapsed on the floor in tears. She was finally able to compose herself enough to talk.
“You bastard, you fucking bastard, you’re going to pay for this,” Lynn shouted.
“Shut the fuck up and get out of here,” said Brendan, feeling happy that he had ruined this girl’s life.
“I’m calling the cops on you, you bastard,” said Lynn as the pain overwhelmed her.
“The fuck if you will,” shouted Brendan as he leaped over to Lynn and pulled her to her feet.
Brendan then hit the side of her face with his fist causing Lynn to fall back against Shamus’s desk. Lynn groaned with the pain searing through her face.
“You’re not going to tell anyone you whore,” screamed Brendan as he leapt on top of her. He wrapped his hands around Lynn’s neck and began to squeeze, tighter and tighter until the pressure closed her airway.
“I’m so sorry Mrs. Collins, I forgot you were out here, the judge dismissed the jury a half of an hour ago and sent them home for the evening. He instructed them to be back here at Nine AM tomorrow and hopefully they will have a verdict by then.”
“Thank you bailiff, I’ll see you tomorrow,” said Susan as she rose and wearily walked to her car for another sad ride home. With times like these Susan felt as though she just couldn’t go on and she pleaded, “Please God let there be an end to all of this, please make things right,” as she dissolved in to tears.
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This is a continuation of the Homecoming Princess story. The trial continues and we find out what happened to Lynn.
Princess Lost
By
Arecee
Susan returned to court the next morning and couldn’t help thinking of what had happened to her daughter.
Lynn was pushed back on the desk facing Brendan while his hands grew tighter around her neck. The air had ceased to flow and yet he squeezed tighter and tighter. It had been several seconds since her airway closed and her mind was racing.
How can I escape she thought, I have to make him let go before I pass out. The pressure around her neck increased and as Lynn saw the rage in Brendan’s face she had the strangest thought, why was he squeezing my neck so hard, it was hurting now, when my breath stopped it didn’t hurt but now it does, wasn’t killing me enough, why does he have to hurt me too?
Lynn thrashed her arms straight out to her side trying to push up, she tried to kick with her legs but to no avail, and then she felt something hard with her hand, it was the handle of the letter opener that had been left on the desk by Brendan’s father.
Shamus McCullough was proud of the letter opener having purchased the object while in Germany twenty years prior. In reality it was an antique dagger with an eight-inch blade and a jewel encrusted handle once owned by a German fellow known for using the piece of steel as an assassination tool. Shamus had found the piece while walking in Hamburg and for some unexplained reason was drawn into an old shop that specialized in war memorabilia. The dagger was almost hidden from sight because of all the clutter in the shop. When he touched it he knew that he had to purchase the killing instrument, especially after the shopkeeper told him of the assassin and his evil deeds preformed with the knife. Unfortunately for Shamus the knife had one more person to kill, his son.
Lynn wrapped her fingers around the weapon and swung her arm around Brendan’s back plunging it deep into his body. Unfortunately for Brendan, Lynn missed his ribs and the dagger found its way to his heart, Brendan died instantly, his grip loosened around Lynn’s neck and she felt the breath of life return to her lungs. Lynn pushed the now dead Brendan from on top of her and he fell with a thud onto the floor.
Lynn looked at the unmoving body and thought, what have I done, oh God please don’t be dead.
Lynn reached for the phone and dialed 911 and screamed into it, “Oh God, I think I just killed someone, please send an ambulance.”
“Where are you located?” the voice asked.
“In the library,” Lynn answered as though the voice would know where the library was.
“I need an address,” the voice said firmly.
“I’m at 739 Elm St.,” said Lynn.
“I want you to stay on the line with me and try to remain calm, who do you think you killed?”
“Brendan McCullough, he just raped me, God I hurt so bad,” Lynn said as her voice fell away as she started to go into shock.
The operator knew what was happening to Lynn and tried to keep her alert.
“Stay with me miss, tell me what happened.”
“Brendan raped me and then tried to kill me,” Lynn said as her voice rose with anger, “if I didn’t stab him I would be dead right now.”
The fire station was located several blocks from the McCullough residence and the ambulance arrived within minutes. Lynn had opened the front door and the paramedics rushed to Brendan’s side. They felt for a pulse but it was too late, Brendan was dead. Looking at Lynn they realized that she too needed medical attention, her face was battered and bloody from the cuts in her mouth. The first medic looked at Lynn and saw her face go pale as she started to black out, the shock finally getting to her.
“Miss, lie down on this blanket,” he said. No use having her pass out right now he thought.
Lynn was laid upon the blanket and was soon covered by another. By this time the police had arrived and quickly contained the crime scene.
“I’m Sergeant Goodfellow miss, are you able to tell me what happened?”
“He attacked me and raped me and then he tried to kill me.”
“What’s your name miss?”
“Lynn Collins.”
“How old are you?”
“Sixteen.”
“Does your mother know where you are?”
“Yes, I came here to study with Brendan and he attacked me,” Lynn said as she broke down in tears.
“Medic, you had better take her to the hospital, we can question her later and see if you can get a hold of her mother. Tell the ER nurse that we will need a rape test done on her when she arrives,” said sergeant Goodfellow.
Lynn was loaded into the ambulance and taken to the nearest hospital. The admitting nurse asked Lynn for Susan’s phone number and called her.
“Mrs. Collins, this is Nurse Best at community hospital. We need you to come here right away as your daughter has been injured.”
“Lynn, is she alright?”
“She’ll be fine but she was raped and we need you to sign a release so we can treat her since she’s a minor.”
“I’ll be right there.”
Susan put on the first clothes she could find and was off to the hospital. Who could have done such a thing she wondered, she was with Brendan and his family was well connected, it couldn’t have been him that raped her little girl, could it have? Susan tried to obey the speed limit but couldn’t, she just had to get to the hospital and quickly at that. Susan parked her car in the emergency parking spot and ran into the hospital.
“My daughter was just brought here, may I see her?” Susan asked the admitting nurse.
“What’s her name?”
“Lynn, Lynn Collins, she was raped, where is she, I have to see her.”
“Oh Mrs. Collins, she’s right back there, come with me. I have some papers for you to sign but that can wait until you see your daughter.”
The nurse led Susan to Lynn’s bedside.
“Lynn, my baby, what happened?” asked Susan as tears filled her eyes. Susan could hardly believe what she saw when she looked at Lynn’s face. The bruises were starting to turn dark where the blood vessels had broken under her skin when Brendan had slammed Lynn’s face against the desk. Bruising was also taking place where he had squeezed Lynn’s neck when he choked her. Susan reached down and hugged her baby to her breast. Lynn felt relief as her mother held her, she felt safe.
“I’m sorry to bother you Mrs. Collins but you have to sign these papers so we can treat Lynn as soon as possible. We also have to examine her to see if there was any damage from the rape that might have occurred,” said nurse Best.
Susan reached for the papers and signed them. She wanted her daughter treated with the utmost haste.
“Would you please close the curtain nurse,” asked Dr. Sheila Belle.
“Lynn, I’m Dr. Belle and I’m sorry but I to have to take a swab from your rape, it’s the law. I’ll try to be as gentle as possible sweetheart.”
“Is it okay if my mother stays?”
“Of course she can.”
“Thank you Doctor”
“Dr. Belle, there is something you should know about Lynn before you examine her,” Susan said in hushed tones, “She was born a boy.”
“Really, I would have never know by looking at her, but I’m sure I would have found out after she removed her clothes. Lynn, this is going to be uncomfortable but we have to remove you clothes now. Your mom can help you with your skirt and panties but you will have to unbutton your blouse so it can be removed, okay honey?”
“Yes Doctor”
Lynn lifted her bottom so her mother could remove her panties and skirt. It was the first time anyone had looked at her bottom since the rape. There was blood on her panties and on the inside of her skirt. Susan gasped when she saw it.
“Lynn, I’m going to place your feet in these stirrups so I can examine you better,” said Dr. Belle.
The nurse helped Dr. Belle place Lynn’s feet in the stirrups. When they did Lynn felt a cold breeze on her bottom and then she felt dirty and alone.
“Lynn, I have to take a sample from you, this won’t hurt but you will feel it when the swab touches you.”
The doctor tore the paper from the swab and rubbed it around Lynn’s anus. When it touched Lynn she sucked air into her lungs not knowing whether it would hurt or not. The Doctor finished taking the sample and placed it in a sterile container. She then examined Lynn more closely.
“Lynn does this hurt?” she asked as she touched the cuts on Lynn’s sphincter.
“Ouch, yes,” Lynn said, as she felt as though she was being violated again.
“That bastard did some significant damage when he did this to you,” stated Dr. Belle.
Dr. Belle was acutely aware of what Lynn was going through as she had been raped in college and the bastard had gotten away with the crime. This made her even more caring as she examined Lynn and being careful not to do anything that might compromise the evidence. When Melissa Belle had been raped the nurse that took the swab carelessly had laid it on the table and it had touched a blood droplet contaminating the sample and so when they went to trial the DNA was thrown out and the rapist was released because the trial became a he said, she said affair. Melissa still remembers the smirk on the face of her attacker as he left the courtroom.
Dr. Belle tried to comfort Lynn as she continued the treatment, “You’ll be alright Lynn, I know how you feel, I was raped too. Did they get the guy?”
“I killed him.”
Silence filled the room, God the rape was bad enough but now Lynn would have to live with the thought that she had killed another human being, the poor girl thought Dr. Belle.
“Lynn, I’m going to have to stitch your sphincter so I have to numb it first, I’m sorry honey but it will hurt a little until the Novocain takes effect.”
All Dr. Belle could think about was this poor girl, violated and ripped apart like a piece of meat, God, she was so glad the son of a bitch was dead. Melissa had been working in the ER for three years and had seen rape cases come through every month or so but this one really hit her hard, Lynn was such a pretty girl and she was young, most of the rapes were to women older than Lynn and to see the look in her eyes broke Melissa’s heart, the innocence that was there was now gone and replaced with the look of terror, the same look the Jews had as they went to the showers.
Dr. Belle injected Lynn with the drug and stitched her injury. When she finished she wanted to hug this poor girl, she wished she could provide more comfort.
Lynn was moved to a room to rest, but that wasn’t to be because the police were there to question her, at least they were kind enough to have her questioned by a female detective.
“Lynn, I’m Sergeant Linda Carlisle and I have to ask you what happened tonight.”
“Brendan raped me and tried to kill me,” Lynn said as tears formed in her eyes.
“I know this is hard but why were you at his house.”
“He asked me to study with him.”
“And then what happened?”
“We went into his father’s library and he attacked me.”
“Why did you kill him?”
“I didn’t mean to, I found the letter opener and, and,” Lynn broke down in tears before she could finish.
“I think you’re finished here, Sergeant Carlisle, Lynn is too upset to talk right now, I think you should leave,” said Susan as she thought of how insensitive the police were to make her baby answer questions so soon after her rape.
“I’m sorry Mrs. Collins but it had to be done, I’ll have to talk to Lynn again, maybe she will be able to after she rests. I would like her to come to the police station after she’s released from the hospital.”
“Alright, maybe tomorrow she will be able to tell you what happened.”
Meanwhile Shamus McCullough had arrived at home and found police crawling all over his house.
“What the hell is going on here?” he asked the first officer he reached.
“And you are?” asked the officer.
“I’m Shamus McCullough, the owner of this house and why are you people here?”
“I’m afraid there has been a terrible accident,” replied the officer.
“What, what happened?”
“I think you had better wait for the officer in charge to speak to you, I’ll contact him.”
The officer went on the radio phone and spoke to his commanding officer, telling him that the boy’s father had just arrive home and didn’t know what had happened.
“Mr. McCullough, Ben Patterson will be right down to explain what is going on.”
Ben Patterson was a robust man, standing six foot three inches tall and weighing two hundred fifty pounds, weight gained when he was put into his office job of investigating crimes. He still ate like the patrol officer he once was and hence the weight gain. Bob was a straightforward sort of man, looking at evidence and coming to a logical conclusion as to what had happened at a crime scene. There was one thing he hated and that was telling someone that they had lost a loved one during the commission of a crime.
Shamus McCullough was a self made man. His father came from Ireland in the mid thirties and labored in construction to provide a home for his family. He remembered his father coming home covered with dust and complaining that the dust was making his nose bleed. Shamus’s father was working with asbestos and didn’t realize at the time that he was killing himself. Shamus remembered the day his father started coughing all the time until he was unable to remove himself from his bed and the times his mother would stay by his side until death finally came to free his father from his pain.
Shamus made a decision that he would never have to put up with that kind of misery. He went to college and received a business degree and found that if he invested his time and money in a project he could make a large return on his investment. Once in a while he would do things that were unsavory and would bend the law a bit but was never caught. He had a reputation of being a very tough business man, one you didn’t want to trifle with and he had power in the community so what he did went a long way and now he was about to learn his son had been killed.
“Mr. McCullough, I’m Ben Patterson, the officer in charge here, could you come with me?”
“What’s happened, where’s my boy?” Shamus asked.
“I’m sorry to have to tell you this, but your son is dead.”
“Whwhat, Brendan’s dead, no, no don’t tell me that, it can’t be, he’s all I have.” Shamus said as his eyes clouded with tears.
“I’m so sorry sir, there was nothing we could do.”
“But how, who would do such a thing.”
“Apparently he was with a girl and she killed him.”
“Why would she kill him, this makes no sense at all?”
“There was a claim that your son raped the girl and tried to kill her and she was defending herself.”
“My son would never do anything like that, she’s lying.”
“The girl was beaten pretty badly and there is evidence that something did happen.”
“Nonsense, my son would never be party to harming a girl, may I see my son now?”
“Yes sir, he’s in the library,” Ben said as he led Shamus to see his son.
Shamus entered the library and saw his son lying face down with the dagger sticking out of his back. Shamus rushed to him and reached down towards him.
“Stop, you can’t touch him until the crime scene investigators arrive, I’m sorry Mr. McCullough but you will have to wait back here.”
“Oh my God, I can’t believe it, my boy is dead and killed with that knife, I knew it was evil but just had to have it, even the merchant I bought it from said something about it having a curse but I thought that was just a bunch of hog wash, God I’ve been so stupid. I’m going to go to my room, please let me know when I can touch my son?” said Shamus with a quivering voice.
“Yes Mr. McCullough, I will,” answered Ben.
The CSI people came and investigated the scene, removed the dagger and rolled the boy’s body over and saw that his pants were unzipped and although his penis was inside his underwear there was evidence of some kind of sexual activity in that there was some blood and semen visible on his shorts. The technicians took samples and covered the body with a blanket. Shamus McCullough came down and visited his son one last time before the coroner came to take the body away for autopsy.
Shamus was heart broken and he vowed to get even with the person that did this to his son. Sadly Shamus was unaware of what a creep his son was as he was always away on business and his nannies really didn’t care what young Brendan did as long as they got paid, so they pretty much let him do what ever he wished as long as he didn’t burn the house down.
The following day Lynn was released from the hospital and Susan figured that they might as well take care of the police on the way home. Susan called to make sure Sergeant Carlisle was available for the interview.
Lynn and Susan were escorted into the interview room and were seated at a table.
“Good morning Lynn, I hope you’re feeling better this morning. I’m sorry I have to ask you these questions but I’m afraid it has to be done, would you like something to drink, some water or coffee?” asked Linda Carlisle.
“Maybe some water,” answered Lynn.
“I’d like some coffee please, with just a little sugar,” said Susan.
The attending officer left and returned with the beverages and handed them to the women.
“Thank you,” said Lynn.
“Thanks,” said Susan.
“Let’s get started, how did you end up at the McCullough home Lynn?”
“Brendan asked me to come over to study with him. I’m doing a report on the history of the Comstock and Brendan said his father had a lot of books about it in his library.”
“Why didn’t you go to the public library instead of Brendan’s home?”
“He said that they had more books about it than the library and besides Brendan was always nice to me at school so I trusted him.”
“What happened after you arrived at his home?”
“We went into the library and he closed the door.”
“Didn’t you wonder about that?”
“No. I just thought he wanted it quiet when we studied.”
“And then what happened?”
“Brendan had me climb a ladder to get the books and then when I was coming back down he shook the ladder and made me fall down into his arms. Then he made me kiss him as a reward for saving me and I told him to stop. He said not yet and he forced his lips on mine again. I told him to stop and to leave me alone. That’s when he slapped me and told me to shut up. I screamed at him to stop but he wouldn’t and he started swearing at me and calling me names and hitting me again. That’s when he started tearing my clothing off and then he grabbed me and threw me face down on the back of his father’s couch. I tried to stand back up but he slammed my face back down and then he raped me,” Lynn said as she broke down in tears. Several minutes passed until Lynn was able to control herself.
“There was nothing you could do to stop him?” asked Linda.
“No he was too strong, I tried but he just kept hitting me until he had his way with me.”
“Then what happened?”
“I was crying and when he finished he pulled out of me and kept swearing at me. I pushed up from the couch and turned to look at him and told him that he wasn’t going to get away with what he had done to me, that I was going to tell the police. He looked me in the eye and said “the fuck you will,” and then he lunged for me and grabbed my by the neck and started to choke me. I fell backwards onto his father’s desk and I couldn’t breathe, I found the letter opener and grabbed it. I swung it around into his back, I wanted him to stop choking me, I didn’t want to kill him, it was an accident, I just wanted him to stop,” Lynn said as she dissolved into tears.
“Isn’t this enough?” asked Susan as she comforted Lynn.
“I’m sorry but I have to ask her one more question, Lynn after you stabbed Brendan, what did you do?”
“I pushed him off of me and called 911.”
“Did you try to help him?”
“God no, I didn’t want to touch him, he just raped me, I just wanted to get away from him.”
“Okay Lynn that should be enough for my investigation, you’re free to go, if I have any other questions I’ll give you a call, and I really am sorry for what happened to you, but it is my job and I have to ask you these questions, I wish I didn’t have to but it is necessary for the report. I’m going to give you a phone number for a rape support group and maybe it will help you come to terms with what happened to you, you’re a sweet girl Lynn and I hate seeing something like this happen to someone as nice as you.”
“Thank you Officer Carlisle,” Lynn said as she and Susan rose to leave.
Lynn and Susan returned home and Lynn went to bed to rest. She fell asleep and was soon in the world of nightmares. She awoke screaming and was quivering with fear when Susan rushed to her room.
“What’s wrong honey?”
“I had the worst dream Mom.”
“It will be alright, I’ll stay with you.”
“Thanks mom.”
Lynn fell back asleep but even with her mother holding her, the results were the same, the nightmares continued. Unfortunately for Lynn this pattern of sleep continued for weeks.
After several days Lynn returned to school and of course everyone had heard of Brendan’s death and the circumstances revolving around it. All Lynn’s friends wanted to know what happened and she just wanted to be left alone to forget that horrible night. Luckily for Lynn the student’s interest past as it always does in two days and moved on to more important things like who was dating whom. All of this had an effect on Lynn though, she went from being an out going, popular young woman to an introverted with drawn little girl. Lynn just wanted to be alone, even rejecting Mindy’s support, even though having interaction with her friends would have been the best thing for her. Lynn would just have to work this thing out for herself.
During this period of time Shamus McCullough was a busy man, concentrating all of his efforts on revenge for his son’s death. He read the police reports and contacted his attorney as to what could be done to punish Lynn. He couldn’t believe what was said about his son in those reports, lies, nothing but lies, he said, I’ll make that little bitch pay for what she has done.
After talking to his attorney Shamus contacted the District Attorney and reminded him that he had been on his election committee and had contributed a considerable amount of money to his successful election campaign. His plan was to have Lynn tried as an adult and have her charged with second-degree murder, he wanted revenge. The District Attorney tried to talk Shamus out of such an action.
“Shamus, I don’t think this murder thing is such a good idea, we might lose the case.”
“I don’t care, I want retribution for my son, I want this little whore to pay for what she did.”
“You’d better be careful with this girl, from what I’ve seen about her she’s a really nice young woman, she was one of the homecoming princesses two years in a row.”
“I don’t fucking care if she was the Queen of England, I want her in jail.”
“Have you read the police reports on this?”
“Yes I have and I expect you to prove them wrong, I want this bitch in jail.”
“How are we going to make the rape and bruises go away.”
“Make her out to be some kind of slut, you know a sex fiend, hell you’re the DA, make it happen, do I make myself clear?”
“Yes, Mr. McCullough.”
It was five in the afternoon when Susan heard the knock at the door. She opened it and saw two uniformed police officers standing with a paper in their hands.
“Lynn Collins?” asked the first officer.
“I’m Susan Collins, Lynn’s my daughter, what do you want with her?”
“Mrs. Collins, we’re here to arrest your daughter Lynn for murder, she’ll have to come with us.”
“What, there must be some mistake, Lynn hasn’t murdered anyone.”
“I’m sorry Mrs. Collins but the District Attorney has issued a warrant for her arrest and she will have to come with us. Please don’t make this more difficult than it already is, could you get her please?”
“Would you please come in, this is embarrassing enough without drawing too much attention as to why you are here. Who’s making the accusation that Lynn did this thing?”
“I’m sorry but we’re not at liberty to say, now would you please get your daughter.”
Susan was panic stricken, how could Lynn be charged with murder, all she did was defend herself, where were they going to take her, what would happen to her baby?
“Lynn could you come here please?” Susan shouted towards Lynn’s room.
Lynn walked out into the front room in her bare feet, wearing shorts and a blouse.
“Yes, Mom?”
“Honey, you have to go with these police officers, they have to ask you some questions,”
“About what?”
“Miss you have to come with us, please turn around, we have to handcuff you, it’s the law.”
“Hand cuff me, what did I do?” Lynn said as fear ran through her body.
“You murdered that poor boy now turn around.”
“I didn’t murder him, he raped me and was trying to kill me, all I did was protect myself.”
“Murdering that boy seems to me to be way beyond protecting ones self.”
“I didn’t mean to kill him, it was an accident.”
“Maybe so but you still have to come with us to be booked. Your mother can make arrangements to have you released.”
The officers led the now handcuffed Lynn to their cruiser, opened the door and placed her inside.
“Mrs. Collins, she will be at the police station. I would suggest that you get an attorney before you come to have her released.”
“An attorney?”
“Yes Mrs. Collins, an attorney.”
The officers drove off leaving Susan standing in the street feeling as though she had just been robbed.
Susan didn’t know any attorneys, she had never had a need for one until now, who could she call?
“District Attorney Weldon’s office,”
“Is Bob Weldon In?”
“Yes, whom should I say is calling?”
“Shamus McCullough.”
“Shamus, how are doing?”
“I’m doing fine, but that’s not why I called, I want to know what’s happening with that girl that murdered my son?”
“We arrested her this very afternoon and she’s going to be booked for second degree murder just like you asked us to do.”
“Good, I’m a little worried about this case so I’m going to have my lawyer consult with you on this, I want no slipups do we have an understanding?”
“Yes Shamus, we do.” answered Bob as he hung up the phone.
God what an asshole, thought Bob, the evidence proves that the girl was raped and was defending herself, why does he hate her so much?
Lynn sat in the most uncomfortable fashion, hands behind her back and unable to sit in a way that didn’t hurt.
“Why are you doing this?” she asked.
“I’m sorry miss but all we do is follow instructions and we were told to arrest you.”
“But I didn’t do anything wrong,” Lynn said as her tears began to flow.
Lynn was brought to the local police station and booked. She was placed into a holding cell until it would be time for her to be transported to the Juvenal Detention Facility. She was finger printed and photographed, but even worse she was treated badly. There was no, “I’m sorry we have to do this,” or, “would you like something to drink sweetheart,” but instead she was treated like a common criminal.
“Why are you being this way toward me?” asked Lynn.
“Because you’re a murderer, that’s why, now be quiet and do as you’re told, it will make it easier for you,” said the booking sergeant.
Lynn was placed back into her cell to await her outcome.
Susan was frantic; she had no idea as to what she should do. It isn’t everyday that your child is arrested for murder but at least she knew she had to find an attorney. Unfortunately Susan had never needed one except briefly when her husband left her and Lynn years ago, in fact she couldn’t even remember the lawyers name. Finally she remembered something Lynn had said, that Shauntay’s mother was an attorney.
Susan dialed Shauntay’s number and waited as the phone rang.
“Hello.”
“Shauntay, hi this is Lynn Collins’ mother.”
“Hi, but this isn’t Shauntay, I’m her mother Belinda, everyone makes that mistake, would you like to talk to her?”
“No, actually I called to talk to you. My name’s Susan Collins and Lynn had mentioned that you were an attorney and I really need your help right now,” Susan said as she began to cry.
“What’s happened, what’s wrong?”
“Lynn’s been arrested for murder.”
“Oh my God, let me think of what we might be able to do. I past the bar years ago but only practiced for a couple of years until I had children so I don’t know how much help I would be but I do know an attorney that specializes in these kinds of cases, let me get his number for you, this is so upsetting, Lynn is such a nice girl, I can’t believe she would be capable of doing anything like that.”
Belinda Miller found the phone number of the criminal attorney and gave it to Susan.
“Thank you so much Belinda you’re a life saver.”
“If there is anything else I can do for you just call.”
Susan called the number Belinda had given her and listened while the phone rang.
“Jack Masters.”
“Mr. Masters, my name is Susan Collins and I need your help.”
“How did you get my private cell number?”
“Belinda Miller gave it to me. Her daughter and mine are friends and my daughter has been arrested.”
“Belinda gave it to you, Belinda is a very dear friend and for her to give out this number must mean that it is very important for you to talk to me, now tell me what has happened with your daughter.”
“The police came to our house and arrested her for murder.”
“For murder, and how old is your daughter.”
“Sixteen.”
“She’s only sixteen and she’s been charged with murder, this is serious, do you know where they took her?”
“I imagine the local police station.”
“Okay, let me see what I can do to get her out of jail, that’s no place for a young girl to be, you’ve caught me at a bad time, I’m on the golf course. I’m going to give you the number to my office and I want you to call my secretary and give her all the information you can about the case and I will call her from the police station and see what I can do.”
“Thank you Mr. Masters.”
Susan wrote down the number and called Jack Masters’, office.
“Jack Masters’ office, Tiffany speaking.”
“Hello Tiffany, Mr. Masters asked me to call you with as much information that I can give so when he calls you will be ready. My name is Susan Collins and my daughter Lynn was just arrested for murder. She’s only sixteen and I’m worried about what might happen to her in jail.”
“Can you tell me why she was charged and any other pertinent information?”
“I don’t know why she was charged, she accidentally killed a boy several weeks ago but only after he raped her and then tried to kill her. There is something else you must know and I’m sure you would find out anyway, Lynn was born male but has transitioned into a girl and if any of the people in jail find out about that she’ll be past around like meat.”
Susan told Tiffany about how Lynn had killed Brendan and why.
“Let me have your phone number so I can call you back. I need to get this information to Jack right away so he doesn’t take his time getting to the jail, don’t worry Mrs. Collins everything will be alright, Jack’s a very good lawyer, I’ll call you back in a little while,” Tiffany said as she hung up the phone.
Tiffany called the police station to ascertain whether Lynn was there or not. When she found out that she was being held in a cell and what the charge was, she called Jack.
“Jack, it’s Tiffany, we have a real problem with your new client, as you know she’s a minor but the DA wants to prosecute her as an adult. To make matters worse this girl is transgender, she was born a boy and that’s pretty much all I can tell you for now.”
“She’s a boy, shit, that’s all I need right now, if the papers find out about this, they’ll lynch the poor child, now tell me more about the charge against her.”
“According to her mother she killed a boy in self defense. Apparently the boy raped her and then tried to kill her so she wouldn’t tell the police about the rape. She was almost ready to pass out when she found a letter opener and stabbed the boy in self defense and that’s about all I know.”
“If it was self defense why is she being charged?”
“They wouldn’t say at the police station, you know how they are, the wall of silence.”
“Okay, call Mrs. Collins back and tell her I’m on the way and have her meet me at the police station. If I can get her released they will want the mother there to bring her home.”
“Okay boss.”
Tiffany rang Susan and told her to meet Jack at the police station as soon as possible.
Susan rushed to her car and drove to the station house and nearly beating Jack there. She parked her car and ran to the front desk in the station.
“Excuse me officer, you have my daughter here under arrest. Her name is Lynn Collins, may I see her?”
“Since you’re her mother I guess that would be alright. She’s with her attorney in the lockup and since you’re the mother I’m sure it would be alright, but first I have to see some identification to prove that you are her mother.”
Susan showed the officer her driver’s license and was escorted to the cell. Jack had just started talking to Lynn to get a better feel for the case. The officer unlocked the door.
“Mommy, oh God Mommy please take me home, I’m so afraid,” said Lynn in a quivering voice.
Susan went to her daughter and held her, “I will as soon as I can, baby.”
“Mrs. Collins, I’m Jack Masters and I’m going to do all I can to get Lynn out of here tonight but first I have to find out why this is all happening. The DA usually doesn’t charge minors with crimes like this without a reason and after talking to Lynn about the circumstances this vendetta makes no sense to me at all.”
“Can you get her out of here?”
“I’ll talk to a judge and see if we can. It’s important that we do or Lynn will be booked into jail for the night and if she is, she will be strip-searched and that’s the last thing we will want. If that happens the news of her sex will spread like wild fire and as usual some big mouth will tell the news papers and the trial will be like a circus. Lynn this is important, how are your grades in school, if they are good the judge will be more inclined to release you.”
“I have straight A’s. I want to win a scholarship for homecoming princesses and part of that was being a good student. That’s why I was at Brendan’s house that night, to study.”
“I have a good working relationship with Judge Greenwood, I’m sure we can work something out.”
Jack Masters found Judge Greenwood and explained what was happening and why Lynn should be released from custody and was able to do so without mentioning her sex. He agreed that she should be released but only after Susan posted one hundred thousand dollars bail. Susan found a bail bond person that was more than happy to earn ten percent to put up the bond. Susan and Lynn left the jail and were soon on there way home. Jack meanwhile called the district attorney to get all the facts.
“District attorney’s office.”
“Bob Weldon please.”
“Who may I say is calling?”
“Jack Masters.”
“Oh hello Mr. Masters, Bob’s on the other line, I’ll transfer you when he gets off.”
Several minutes past and Jack was getting antsy, one thing had to be said about Jack Masters, he was an impatient man, he liked his ducks in a row and he hated it when they wandered because it took time to get them straight again and he didn’t have time to waste.
“Bob will take your call now,” said the secretary.
“Jack how you doing, how’s the golf game? Sorry I couldn’t make it today but something rather important came up, so what do I owe the honor?”
“Damn it Bob don’t make nice with me, I’m calling about Lynn Collins and what in the hell is going on about with this girl?”
“She’s been arrested for murder, that’s why I couldn’t play golf today.”
“Jesus Bob, she’s only a minor, what’s with the adult charge against her.”
“Those were my instructions.”
“Bob you never do things like this, who’s pulling the strings?”
“I can’t tell you that and it’s not important anyway, the point is that the girl is going to be tried as an adult and that’s all I can tell you.”
“Well, I’m representing Miss Collins so I’ll need everything you have on this case, I’ll expect to see everything in the morning.”
“I’ll have it for you, take care Jack.”
“You too Bob.”
As soon as Bob hung up the phone he dialed Shamus McCullough’s number.
“Shamus here.”
“Shamus, Bob Weldon, I have news for you and most of it bad as far as you’re concerned. The girl has been released from jail and Jack Masters is her attorney.”
“Jack fucking Masters, damn, that sleazy fuck gets everyone off, I’m calling in the big guns on this one. I’m calling my lawyer and ask him what we can do, I don’t want to lose this case, I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
Shamus called his attorney Bryant Turner to see what could be done. Bryant was on staff for Shamus because of all the litigation involved in most of his dealings. As had been stated earlier Shamus was a tough business man and most of it was a bit crooked and Shamus learned at an early age that it would cost less to hire an attorney full time than to hire a law firm on a case to case basis, Shamus didn’t get rich the old fashion way he cheated.
“Bryant, this is Shamus. I need you to find a lawyer that will do almost anything to win a case. I don’t want you doing it because I don’t want my name linked to this trial other than as the grieving father.”
“Shamus, I have just the man in mind, Myron Snard, he’s a real son of a bitch, in fact I can’t think a man hated as much as he is, I’ll give him a call.”
Bryant looked through his phone index and found the number he was looking for.
“Myron, Bryant Turner here, I have something for you that will pay you very nicely, are you interested?”
“I’m always interested in making money Bryant, who do I have to keep out of jail this time?”
“Myron, you’re not going to believe this but we want you to help put someone in jail.”
“You want me to work with the prosecution, I don’t know if my heart will stand the shock, you actually want me to do good?”
“Don’t worry, you won’t be doing good, you can still be the same old mean son of a bitch you always are,” laughed Bryant.
“Good, you had me worried for a minute, now tell me what I have to do.”
“My client’s son was killed by a sixteen year old girl and he wants her put away for the killing. The problem is that the girl is claiming self-defense and unfortunately she has a pretty good case. It seems that the boy raped her and then tried to kill her and to make it worse there is evidence to back it up so there is a lot of work to do before trial, are you interested?”
“If the money’s right, I am.”
“Does a blank check sound okay?”
“Yes, pretty much what I had in mind, I’ll see you next Wednesday, I have a few things to clear up before then.”
“Good talking to Myron.”
Bryant called Shamus back and told him of the good fortune to have Myron working on the case for them, he would almost assure victory for the prosecution. Shamus smiled his first smile in weeks; it felt good to be able to ruin someone else’s life for a change.
Jack Masters was in his office when the paper work he had requested arrived for the Lynn Collins case. He opened the envelope and read everything that had been sent by the DA and came to the conclusion that Lynn and been raped and almost killed by Brendan. How the DA could charge Lynn with murder made no sense, there had to be something else in play, so Jack called Bob Weldon to see what the real problem was.
“Bob, Jack Masters here, I received the package you sent over and read every word. I don’t get it, you have no case here so why are you going after this girl the way you are?”
“Thanks for calling Jack, the reason I want to prosecute her is that we think she is lying.”
“Bob, did you look at the evidence, Brendan bet the shit out of her and raped her besides, you must have more.”
“We’re going to prove they were defensive injuries from when Brendan fought back while she was trying to stab him.”
“Get real Bob, Brendan was six-foot two inches tall and played on the football team and Lynn is what five-foot three and weighs maybe one hundred ten pounds, her wounds were a hell of a lot more than defensive, now tell me what’s really going on?”
“There’s nothing going on Jack, I just want to see justice done.”
“Bob, you’re so full of shit sometimes and this is one of them, I’ll figure out the real reason for this thing and then maybe you will come to your senses.”
Jack put the phone down and reread the evidence trying to make sense of this travesty. It took four times of going over the evidence before the light went on in his head, this was Shamus McCullough’s son and now he knew why Bob was making such a big deal about this case, everyone knew that Shamus owned Bob Weldon. This was going to make the case a bit more interesting, the evidence was cut and dried, Brendan raped the girl and then tried to kill her, there was no doubt about that, but how would they spin it, Lynn was the picture child of a nice wholesome girl, hell she even had a scholarship named after her, I don’t get it, there must be something I missed.
“Susan, Jack Masters here, I talked to the DA and he is adamant about proceeding with this trial and I figured out why, Brendan was Shamus McCullough’s son and right or wrong he will want retribution so I’ll be up front with you and tell you that this is going to get nasty. Shamus will do anything to win, cheat, lie, even buy witnesses; he’s a real piece of work. We have the truth on our side but even so it’s going to be a lot of work. Now, I need you to tell me everything you can about Lynn, the good things and the bad, you can’t leave anything out because you can count on the DA trying to find out about these things too.”
“Jack, Lynn’s never done anything wrong other than a few harmless pranks and even those weren’t that bad. There is one big thing though and I don’t know if they will find out but you should know that Lynn was born a boy, she’s transgender and a few people remember her as a boy but I don’t think they would say anything.”
“That could present a problem with our defense, if it becomes an issue maybe I might be able to have her sex set aside because rape is rape irregardless of who it is done to, lets just hope they don’t find out, where are her records kept that chronicle her transition?”
“Only at her doctors and at the school. The records at the school are kept in a separate file in Lynn’s councilor’s office so no one is privy to them.”
“That helps, maybe we can pull this off, Bob Weldon is a nice man but he also doesn’t dig too deep when it comes to things like this, it helps that he is on their side.”
“I thought he was a really good prosecutor, I read about him all the time in the paper?”
“Bob’s a really good politician but he really isn’t a very good lawyer, he just tells the papers that he is”
“I hope not, thanks for calling,” Susan said as she hung up the phone.
Lynn was sitting with Mindy and Shauntay when the subject of the homecoming came up.
“Lynn we have to register you for princess soon, there are only two days left.”
“I don’t want to run this year, I just don’t feel right about it.”
“I’m sure you’ll win,” said Shauntay.
“I don’t care I don’t want to do it,” Lynn said as her eyes began to water.
“Why not?” asked Mindy, seeing her girl friend’s discomfort.
“I just can’t, not after what happened, I’m sorry Mindy,” answered Lynn, trying not to cry.
“Lynn, you’re my best friend in the world and I hate seeing you like this, have you been seeing councilor?”
“No.”
“Maybe you should or you’ll never get over this thing.”
“Maybe you’re right, I’ll ask my Mom for advice.”
When Lynn arrived at home Susan was there because it had been a slow day at work.
“Mom, I think I should see someone about what happened, I don’t want to do anything and that’s not like me.”
“I think you’re right, you’ve been so depressed lately, I think you could use some help. What was the name of that man you used to see?”
“Dr. Jackson?”
“Yes, that’s it, I’ll call him tomorrow and see if he can fit you in.”
“Thanks Mom, can I please have a hug?” Lynn asked. She really needed one.
Susan took her daughter into her arms and held her tight.
Shamus McCullough was sitting in his office when his secretary came through the door.
“Mr. McCullough, Mr. Turner is here with some gentlemen to see you.”
“Who are they?”
“Mr. Turner said that it’s Myron Snard and his body guards.”
“Please show them in.”
“Mr. McCullough will see you now.”
Bryant Turner walked in ahead of Myron and his entourage. Bryant is a man that keeps himself in shape by going to the gym every morning before he comes to work and it shows. His clothes are tailored to fit and he looks sharp at all times. Myron however is the opposite. Myron is a puffy obese man. He stands five foot three, has a pasty pink complexion, squinty pig eyes and jowls that quiver when he walks. Shamus could hear him wheezing as he took his breaths when he walked into his office. Small beads of sweat had formed on his forehead because of the exertion from walking the short distance from his car to the office. The other two figures were something else to behold. Todd Melvin was a six foot four inch black man that was once a professional football player. He would still be playing if he hadn’t blown his knee out several years earlier helping his wife with some dumb project around the house. He had told her to hire someone to do the chore but she begged him to do it for her as a show of love, well that show of love cost him his playing career and millions of dollars. The other man was Blackie Craig, a white man standing six foot six and weighing two hundred forty pounds. Blackie had a shaved head and several tattoos on his neck and face. Blackie was once an ultimate fighter in a sport where almost anything goes, you just can’t gouge eyes or bite. Blackie could have been a champion at this sport because of the mean streak he had. He had no fear and could take almost any blow from his opponent, hence the scars over most of his face. Blackie loved fighting, both giving and receiving but kept forgetting the rules, you don’t bite and you don’t gouge. In his last fight he did both. He was a man possessed, his opponent had connected with a blow to the head and Blackie went crazy. He grabbed the other man by his eye sockets, bent his head back and bit half of his nose off, after that he wasn’t allowed to fight again and that’s why both he and Todd worked for Myron as bodyguards.
“Shamus, I’d like you to meet Myron Snard, Myron, Shamus McCullough,” said Bryant introducing the two men.
“It’s nice to meet you Myron, and who are these two men?”
“They’re my bodyguards, don’t pay attention to them, let’s just say that I’m in need of protection these days, for some reason people want to hurt me,” Myron said with an evil laugh, “Now tell me what you want me to do.”
“Myron, this girl Lynn Collins killed my son and I want the little bitch to pay for what she did. The DA thinks he might have some trouble convicting her so that’s why I asked Bryant to have you help us.”
“I don’t come cheap.”
“Money isn’t an issue right now, vengeance is, I want her put away for a very long time.”
“Why can’t your local DA handle the case?”
“Because there are some bullshit rape charges that need to go away.”
“I see, okay here’s what I’ll do for you, I’ll destroy the girl and every one around her and by the time I’m finished with her, people will think she’s the second coming of the black plague. Now for your part, I’ll want a fifty thousand dollar retainer and I charge one thousand dollars per hour because what I’m going to do isn’t cheap, do we have an understanding?”
“I’ll have Bryant draw a contract for your services. You’d better succeed though or your bodyguards won’t be enough to stop me from doing harm to you, now do we have an understanding?”
“Yes we do, have Bryant give me everything on this girl so I can get started, oh and see if you can have the trial scheduled for the middle of December, I want the jury pissed off because her trial will take them away from their holiday cheer.”
“I’ll get started right away,” said Bryant.
Myron studied Lynn’s file and determined that this wouldn’t be as easy as he thought it would be. This girl’s a Mother Theresa for God’s sake, there has to be something I can find out about her.
“Bryant, this is Myron, is this all you have for me on this girl? Where is her school records, what about any run ins with the police, does she have any enemies that would like to get back at her for something, does she have any fetishes?”
“She has nothing we can use that I could find and to be perfectly honest with you Myron, if I was married and had a daughter I’d want one just like her, she’s a beautiful kind person.”
“Don’t let your feelings get in the way Bryant, we have to destroy this girl and since you don’t have anything I’ll have Blackie find something on her, talk to you later.”
“Blackie, come in here, I have something for you to do.”
Later that night a tall figure skulked slowly towards a window in the rear of the high school. Blackie held a towel over the glass light to both muffle the sound and keep from cutting his hand as he broke the glass. After he broke the glass he opened the window and pulled himself inside and walked to find his target, the admissions office. Finding the door locked he pulled a pry bar from his coat and slipped it between the door and jamb. With some exertion he was able to break the jamb and gain entry into the office. Blackie found the file cabinet marked A thru G. He broke the lock on this one too and grabbed several files making sure he had the one marked Collins, Lynn. Myron had told him to take at least ten files or they might trace the burglary back to them if they were only to take Lynn’s file. By the time Blackie had finished his task and returned to Myron with the files it was well past three in the morning.
“Burn these files Blackie, this is the one I want, I’ll read it tomorrow.”
When the head custodian arrived at school at seven in the morning he was surprised to find the broken window. Then he discovered the door to the office and it was rendered useless. He called the police to make a report. The attendance secretary had arrived just before the police.
“Can you tell us if anything is missing?” asked the officer.
“The only thing missing are several of the students files, they didn’t even touch the petty cash.”
“Do you know whose files are missing?”
“Not just yet but I’ll make a list and fax them over to you.”
“Thank you,” said the officer, “ now I have to finger print the window and door and hope the thief was stupid enough not to have worn gloves.”
The secretary made the list and faxed it off to the police and then went into Miss Benson’s office.
“Miss Benson, one of the files that was stolen was Lynn Collins’.”
“Was it really, it’s a good thing that I keep her personal information locked in my office. The only thing the thieves will get from her file is her grades, I wonder what they were looking for?”
Myron awoke late as was his usual custom and went to look at Lynn’s file.
“Son of a bitch,” he muttered, “What the hell is this, there is nothing here but grades, Blackie, where are the rest of those files from last night.”
“You told me to burn them.”
“Were they as thin as this one?”
“No, they were thick, that one must have something missing.”
“Damn, I can’t have you go back to find the rest of it and if it wasn’t there someone must be hiding something, I’m going to have to dig a little deeper.”
Myron began his search, looking for anything he could on Lynn Collins, female. Luckily for Lynn she was born in a little town in Indiana while her parents were on vacation and so the birth documents were in Indiana and so with little more than Lynn Collins female to go on Myron was unable to find a birth certificate. Being unable to find anything substantial Myron devised another ploy, innuendo.
Meanwhile Bryant approached the DA and asked him to schedule the trial for the middle of December. When Jack heard this he went through the roof.
“What do you mean we can’t go to trial until then, Bob, what in the hell has gotten into you, schedule a hearing with the judge, I want this to be over as soon as possible,” said Jack.
“Okay, I’ll see if he can hear us next week,” replied Bob.
The following week the two attorneys were in court to set a date.
“Your Honor, the District Attorney is asking that we postpone trial on this matter until the middle of December and we’re asking that you schedule it for no later than the beginning of November. There’s no good reason to stall this thing any longer than that. All the evidence is in and it isn’t fair to such a young girl to have this travesty hanging over her head any longer than is necessary,” said Jack Masters.
“We need more time your Honor,” replied Bob Weldon.
“What do you need more time for Bob?”
“We’re still looking for more evidence.”
“After reviewing what’s here Bob, I can’t see that there would be anything else to find so I’m scheduling trial to start November second.”
“Yes your Honor.”
Lynn had just past her driving test one week earlier and was on her way to see Dr. Jackson for her first appointment in a year and a half. She wasn’t sure of what to expect as she parked the car and walked inside.
“I’m here to see Dr. Jackson,” Lynn said to the receptionist.
“Lynn, you’ve come back to visit us, let me look at you, my but you’ve become a beautiful young woman,” said Bernice. Bernice had been Dr. Jackson’s receptionist for years and loved watching his girls become women and Lynn was his finest example. “I’ll show you right in, Dr. Jackson is expecting you.”
Lynn was escorted into Dr. Jackson’s office.
“Lynn, it’s so nice to see you, how have you been?” asked Dr. Jackson.
“Not so well Doctor”
“Tell me what’s bothering you?”
“It’s, it’s, gosh, it’s so many things, I don’t know where to start.”
“You haven’t changed your mind about being a girl have you?”
“Oh my no, it’s just that, God I feel so dirty saying this, I was raped,” Lynn said as she crumbled in tears.
“Oh my God you poor thing,” responded Dr. Jackson, “Bernice, could you block out the rest of my afternoon, Lynn needs me for the rest of the day.”
“Yes, Doctor”
Lynn composed herself and continued, “That’s not the worst of it, I could eventually get over the rape but I killed someone and I’ll never forgive myself for that.”
“My God Lynn, tell me what happened so I can make some sense of this.”
Lynn proceeded to tell Dr. Jackson of the rape and death of Brendan McCullough and how she felt responsible for everything that happened.
“Tell me Lynn, why do you feel responsible for what happened?”
“If I hadn’t gone to his house this would have never happened.”
“Well of course not but you also didn’t expect to get raped either so you shouldn’t feel responsible for a very bad act, that was Brendan’s fault, you had nothing to do with that other than being in the wrong place with the wrong person. It would have happened to any girl that happened to be with him so it’s not your responsibility and you’re not being fair to yourself by taking the blame.”
“But if I wasn’t there none of this would have taken place, I wouldn’t have had to kill him.”
“Lynn the last thing you should feel guilty about is that. You might feel sorrow for his death, but he brought that on himself, what were you supposed to do die, you were just protecting yourself.”
“But it’s all my fault, I should have just gone to the library instead.”
“Lynn, there is nothing greater than hindsight when it comes to things such as this. Of course you could have gone to the library and this wouldn’t have happened, but you didn’t know it would. This wouldn’t have happened either if you hadn’t become homecoming princess and discovered your true self, would you want to take that away?”
“No, it’s just that I feel so bad because of what I’ve done.”
“I’m not saying that you shouldn’t feel bad, I’d be disappointed if you didn’t but you need to put it in perspective, you would be dead if you didn’t protect yourself.”
“But I wouldn’t have had to protect myself if I didn’t go to his house.”
“You wouldn’t have had to protect yourself if he wasn’t a rapist, don’t forget that.”
“I know, but still, God I’m so confused.”
“Lynn what happened wasn’t your fault, what happened, happened, there is no changing that and we have to work to get you past that. Let’s say you wanted a friend of yours to bring you to the mall with her when she went shopping and she was killed in an accident on the way to pick you up, would you feel responsible for that too?”
“I don’t think I would because it was an accident.”
“But your friend died on the way to pick you up.”
“I know but that was an accident, nobody planned it.”
“That’s the point, nobody planned it, she was in the wrong place at the wrong time. If you hadn’t asked her for a ride she would have still been alive but you couldn’t foresee the accident and it happened, it’s just like the rape, you couldn’t foresee that either but it happened and it was something you had no control of. Brendan’s death was unfortunate but he brought it on himself. If he hadn’t tried to kill you he would still be alive, so that was something he brought on himself, you were the victim in all this so you shouldn’t feel guilty, sorrow maybe, but guilt no.”
Lynn spent the next three hours with Dr. Jackson and was finally able to come to the realization that she shouldn’t feel guilty and that she shouldn’t stop living because another person tried to ruin her life. Lynn felt as though a great weight was lifted from her shoulders, she felt like living again. Little did she know that Myron Snard was going to try to make her life a living hell.
Bob called Bryant who in turn called Myron to inform them that the judge moved the trial up to November second because there wasn’t any more evidence to be found.
“How does he know that?” asked Myron, who was thoroughly pissed at that revelation. Myron needed more time to find dirt on the poor girl.
“Jack Masters made the point that it wasn’t fair to the girl to have to wait much longer for trail and the judge agreed,” stated Bryant.
“Okay, I’ll just have to accelerate what I usually do, here’s the plan. I’ll have Blackie search the Collins home for anything damaging and even if he doesn’t find anything we can still damage the evidence at trial. What we will do is make the girl out to be a sex freak and Brendan was just doing what the girl asked by making love to her.”
“What about the bruises?”
“That will be a little harder, we have to convince the jury that the girl liked to be choked to unconsciousness, you’ve seen stories about the sexual rush kids get from that and that’s how she got the bruises.”
“That would explain her neck but what about the cuts and bruises on her face?”
“I’ll think of something, maybe she tripped, yeh, that’s it, she tripped.”
“I hope this works or Shamus will really be angry if we fail.”
“Trust me it won’t fail and by the way get me everything on the doctor that treated her at the hospital, we have to discredit her too, in fact get me something on everyone that’s come in contact with her, the cops, everybody.”
“You’ve got it Myron.”
There were only two weeks until trial so Myron’s plan had to be rushed.
“Blackie, I want you to search the Collin’s home for some kind of clue as to the girls past, do it today,” said Myron.
“Okay boss,” answered Blackie.
Blackie drove to Susan’s home and watched to make sure there was no activity in the neighborhood. He exited the car and walked to the front door and rang the bell. When there was no answer he walked to the rear of the house and pried open the rear door. Entering he wandered through the house looking in drawers for anything that might be of help for Myron.
Susan was at work when she remembered that she had left some paperwork at home so she drove there to get it. She parked her car, noticing a strange vehicle parked several doors away. She walked to her front door and pushed her key into the cylinder. Blackie heard the noise and hid behind the door to the living room. As Susan walked past the door Blackie struck her on the head knocking her out. Blackie ran from the house and roared of in his car. Susan was unconscious for several minutes and then called the police as soon as she woke up.
“911 operator.”
“This is Susan Collins at 745 Britton Road, I was just attacked in my home and my house was broken into, please send someone.”
“Do you need an ambulance?”
“No, just the police.”
The police arrived and the investigating officer was Ben Patterson.
“Mrs. Collins, I’m Ben Patterson, can you tell me what happened?”
“Yes, I had forgotten something at home so I drove here from work and when I walked in here I was struck on the back of my head.”
“Did you see anything?”
“No nothing, other than a strange car several doors down.”
“Do you know what kind of car it was?”
“No, not really, it was a blue American car but I don’t know what kind.”
“Do you know how they entered your house?”
“I think through the back door, it seems to have been pried open.”
“Hmm, that’s interesting, do you know if they took anything?”
“Not that I can see.”
“I just happened to realized that your Lynn Collins mother aren’t you?”
“Yes, why do you ask?”
“Because I was the investigating officer at the McCullough home the night she was attacked. There have been some strange things happening with regards to this case that didn’t make sense until now. First the school was broken into and some file were stolen. We thought maybe it was a prank but one of the files was Lynn’s and now your house is broken into, I think there is more than meets the eye with this. I have to go make some calls, are you going to be alright?”
“Yes, my head just hurts, I’ll go see my doctor just to be sure everything is okay.”
“I’ll get back to you as soon as I know anything Mrs. Collins.”
“Thank you officer.”
Ben Patterson returned to his office and called Bob Weldon.
“Bob, Ben Patterson calling, what the hell is going on with the Lynn Collins case?”
“Why do you ask?”
“Because there have been two break-ins related to the case and that’s more that a coincidence.”
“Well our office had nothing to do with that.”
“But I’m sure you know who does.”
“That ridiculous Ben, breaking and entering is against the law and this office would never have anything to do with that.”
“Well someone is doing it and I’m going to find out why, I’ll be talking to you later.”
As soon as Bob hung up the phone he called Bryant Turner.
“Bryant, this is Bob Weldon, you had better call of your dogs before something serious happens, the police have some kind of idea as to what we’re doing so tell Myron to lay low or we will all be in hot water if we’re caught.”
“Okay, I’ll tell him to quit doing things that might put us in jail, I’ll talk to you in a few days.”
Bryant called Myron and told him to stop doing illegal things because the police were getting wise to what they were doing and that they would have to be careful.
Jack Masters was informed of the two break-ins and had put two and two together. He knew Shamus McCullough was the person behind what was happening to Lynn but there was nothing he could do about it, Shamus owned Bon Weldon. Jack had his own problems; he had to find someone to discredit Brendan and began his search. He finally found a girl who had dated Brendan and discovered that she also been raped only she never reported it because she feared for her life and with good reason, she would be his ace in the hole so to speak.
The days past with Myron drilling Bob Weldon on what to ask and what to avoid until Bob would be able to ask questions in his sleep. During this period of time Myron hired a jury consultant, he wanted to be sure his ducks were in a row and the jurists would be the most likely to vote in favor of the prosecution.
It was the night before the trial was to begin and Susan decided to take Lynn out for dinner to a new restaurant that specialized in steaks and seafood.
“What should I wear Mom?” asked Lynn.
“I was thinking that pink angora dress we just bought. Wear your pink heels with it.”
“Okay Mom.”
Lynn knew what dress her mother was talking about. The angora was so soft and the dress followed her new curves to perfection. The top was cut just low enough to expose the slightest amount of cleavage and the straps went over her shoulders down to the square cut back. Her shoulders were exposed adding to the sexuality of the garment. Lynn rolled on a pair of nude pantyhose and found her white lacy bra that pushed her now B cup breasts up and in to create more cleavage. She lowered a slip down over her head and then did the same with the dress.
“Mom, could you zip me please?”
“Sure honey, I’ll be right there.”
Susan zipped the dress and looked at her daughter and was amazed at how shapely she had become over the past year. Lynn’s waist was tiny and her hips curved out nicely, she was trim, not buxom, she was an incredibly beautiful girl, Susan was proud of her baby.
Lynn found her pink pumps with the two-inch heels and put them on. She added a little more makeup than she usually wore and went to join her mother. They rode to the restaurant with Lynn driving and allowed the valet to park the car. The boy was all eyes when he opened the door for Lynn. He lowered his hand to hers and helped out of the car.
“Be careful with my car,” flirted Lynn. Lynn was finally able to lower her guard a little since the rape and it felt good.
“I’ll protect it with my life.” He responded with a smile.
Susan and Lynn entered the restaurant and were seated in a rear booth. The restaurant was nice, having rolled napkins and several silverware settings. The waiter opened the napkins for the ladies and put them in their laps.
“Would you like something to drink before dinner?” he asked.
“I’d like a glass of red wine and my daughter would like some ice tea with lemon please.”
The waiter left and brought the beverages back to the table.
“Are you ladies ready to order?”
“I’d like the pan seared salmon please,” answered Lynn.
“I’d like the petrale sole, how is that cooked?”
“Over mesquite charcoal.”
“Perfect.”
The waiter left and the girls lost themselves in conversation until the food arrived. Lynn’s salmon was served on a leaf of red leaf lettuce with garlic-mashed potatoes and sautéed vegetables. Susan’s was served on a platter with pasta covered with pesto sauce and charcoal seared asparagus. The girls began eating and were almost finished when Myron Snard and his bodyguards entered the restaurant. They were seated on the other side of the room so they really didn’t see each other and would only if they tried to look at each other. Myron had never seen Lynn and Blackie had only seen the back of Susan’s head briefly as he knocked her out. Myron was creating a stir in his immediate area because of his disgusting appearance. He was sweaty, and because of the exertion of walking, a pinkish red color. The patrons were becoming very uneasy in his presence and when he began to eat they almost fled the restaurant, Myron had ordered the largest steak on the menu and couldn’t shovel the food in his mouth fast enough. As he ate he made slight but distinguishable guttural sound, that and the sight of his squinty pig eyes was revolting.
Lynn and Susan had finished eating and were waiting for their change. Just as the waiter returned with the cash Myron sucked his breath in and swallowed a chunk of steak down his windpipe. Myron was choking and made a regurgitation sound as he stood up from his chair. All the people watched him as he flailed trying to clear his throat. The people just stared and because of the disgusting nature of the man didn’t want to touch him. The restaurant staff didn’t have a clue as to what they should do, Heimlich training was supposed to take place next week. Myron was in distress now, his pig eyes were bulging out and he was turning reddish purple.
“Mom, they’re letting that man die,” said Lynn as she bolted across the room to aid the disgusting man. Lynn had been a boy scout and had earned his first aid merit badge and knew what must be done to save the man. She arrived at the table and tried to put her arms around the robust man but he was much too large.
Lynn looked up at Blackie and said, “Quick put your arms around his stomach and make a fist and I’ll guide you.”
Blackie did as instructed and then Lynn placed her hands over his and guided them into position. “Now pull in and up at the same time real hard, go,” she said. Blackie did as instructed and nothing happened. “Quick do it again,” she said and Blackie pulled as hard as he could. Suddenly the food popped up and out of Myron’s throat. It traveled out of his mouth onto Lynn’s left breast staining her dress. Myron collapsed onto his chair trying to regain his breath.
“You saved my boss’s life,” said Blackie.
“You did all the work,” replied Lynn, “He should be alright now.”
Lynn walked away from the table and joined her mother.
“Baby, you saved that man’s life, I’m so proud of you.”
“Thanks Mom, it was nothing.”
“Yes it was, no one else even tried to help him, you should be proud of yourself.”
“Oh Mom, you’re going to make me blush, let’s go.”
Lynn and Susan left the restaurant before Myron was able to thank Lynn for saving his life, what kind of person would do that and ask for nothing in return. People never did anything for Myron without asking for something in return, he was hated that much.
“Blackie who was the person that saved me?” asked Myron.
“It was this beautiful young girl. She took my hands in hers and softly guided them to where they had to be. They were soft like velvet but she was able to move my hands like they were her own. After I pulled the second time your food popped out all over her dress. It had a big stain after she wiped the food off, I’m sure it was ruined.”
“See if you can find out who she is, the least I can do is replace her dress.”
Blackie asked the host who the girl was but nobody knew. The only clue they had was the name Susan on the reservation book and that was no help at all.
Myron was in awe of this girl. What kind of person helps another person without even thinking of some kind of reward? This girl is very special thought Myron, I just wish I could find her. Myron had never been touched like this before.
Myron never attended the trials he was involved with except briefly so he never had any real sense of the people he was dealing with. No face to look at and it was like dealing with an object not a person’s life. The unselfish act performed by this girl though was reaching him deep within his brain; Myron might become a human being after all, not.
Morning came and Susan and Lynn were off to court. Jury selection was to start at nine o’clock and Jack wanted them to be there before eight-thirty. He had Lynn and Susan come to an empty office so he could give them an idea of what was going to go on.
“Lynn, today we’re going to pick a jury. I know Bob Weldon has a team working with him and will probably have a consultant for the jury but if we get lucky they will see what is going on and you will be acquitted. I might ask a jurist some strange questions and if I excuse him or her it’s for a reason so this might take a while, maybe even all day or even into tomorrow. Just stay patient everything will be okay. It’s time to go in now and don’t worry, I’ll be right beside you.”
Jack, Lynn, and Susan went into the courtroom and seated themselves at the defendant’s table. Bob Weldon was at the other table and Myron had equipped him with a hidden microphone so he could listen in and send instructions to Todd who was sitting just behind Bob.
“All rise, his Honor Ralph Garcia presiding,” said the bailiff.
Judge Garcia walked to his bench and was seated.
“Please be seated,” said the bailiff.
The court was seated and the judge began, “We’re here in the matter of the state versus Lynn Collins for the murder of Brendan McCullough, are all parties present?”
“Yes your Honor,” replied both Jack and Bob.
“We will begin jury selection at this time, bailiff would you please escort the first group into the court?”
“Yes your Honor.”
Todd looked at Lynn and thought, what a shame, she sure is a pretty girl and then he gasped, oh my God, that’s the girl that saved Myron’s life, I have to get to him. Todd rose and left the court and pulled his cell phone from his pocket.
Myron answered the phone, “Hello.”
“Boss, you’re not going to believe this but the girl on trial is the girl that saved your life last night.”
“Impossible.”
“I swear to God, it’s her.”
“Aw shit, what am I going to do now, I owe her and I know she’s innocent, the least I can do is try to fix the jury in her favor. I wish I could take away the prosecutions case, but it is too late for that, I just hope Jack Masters is a good lawyer. Go back into the court and I’ll do what I can to save the girl, give my instructions to the DA when he picks the jury.”
It appears that Myron Snard had a heart after all.
The jury selection took two days to complete. Bob Weldon wondered why Myron was approving the jurors he was but knew Myron had his reasons. Jack on the other hand was wary of the selections, they all seemed to be in his favor and he wondered why, it had to be a trick so he dismissed several because they seemed to good to be true. During this time Bob asked the judge to keep Lynn in the Juvenile detention facility claiming she might run away. Not knowing the girl the judge agreed so Lynn had to spend the remaining time in custody until her fate was decided.
The trial began with Bob calling the first police officer on the scene.
“Can you tell us what you found when you arrived at the McCullough home?” asked Bob Weldon.
“I found the defendant sitting on the couch and Brendan dead on the floor with a knife in his back,” answered Sergeant Goodfellow.
“Did you check him for signs of life?”
“The paramedics already did that.”
“Did you have any conversation with the defendant?”
“Yes, the usual stuff, I asked her for her name and age, if she was okay and what had happened.”
“Thank you, that will be all.”
“Mr. Masters?”
“Thank you your Honor, Sergeant Goodfellow, what was the defendant’s response when you asked her what had happened?”
“She said that she had been raped and that Brendan had tried to kill her.”
“And what did the defendant look like when you arrived?”
“Her face was bloodied and bruised.”
“Thank you Sergeant, that will be all.”
“The prosecution calls Linda Carlisle.”
“Officer Carlisle, you interviewed Miss Collins the day after the incident, did you not?” asked Bob Weldon.
“The night before and the day after.”
“What did she tell you?”
“That she had been raped and had defended herself when the boy tried to kill her.”
“Other than Miss Collins description of the events there really isn’t any other witness is there?”
“No.”
“Miss Collins could be telling a lie couldn’t she?”
“Objection your Honor.”
“Sustained, you know better than that Mr. Weldon, keep to the facts.”
“No more questions.”
“Miss Carlisle, was there any reason not to think Miss Collins wasn’t raped?”
“No sir, she was very emotional at even the mention of rape and the bruises on her face proved that something happened.”
“Thank you, no more questions.”
“The prosecution calls Dr. Sheila Belle.”
“Dr. Belle, you were the attending physician the night in question in the ER at county hospital?”
“That’s correct.”
“Did you examine Miss Collins after she had been brought to the hospital?”
“Yes.”
“What did you find?”
“There was blood and sperm from where the boy had raped her.”
“Objection your Honor, there is no proof she was raped.”
“Sustained, strike rape from the records please.”
“So, Dr. Belle, you found sperm from intercourse and what did you do with it?”
“I took a swab of it and placed it in a sterile container for DNA testing, it’s called a rape kit.”
“Please your Honor would you instruct the witness to stop using the word rape during her testimony?”
“Mr. Weldon, the kit the Doctor is referring to is called a rape kit and not an intercourse kit so I see no harm in her testimony.”
“Did you also treat her for bruises?”
“Yes, the bastard beat her face.”
“Your Honor?”
“Please Dr. Belle, just answer the questions without editorializing.”
“I’m sorry your Honor.”
“Dr. Belle, isn’t it true you were allegedly raped and this is your way to get back at the man who got away with it, that in fact Miss Collins was just a little upset because she lost her virginity?”
“Objection your Honor, Dr. Belle isn’t on trial here, what happened in the past has nothing to do with what happened to Miss Collins,” stated Jack Masters.
“Sustained.”
“No more questions your Honor.”
“Dr. Belle, why do you think Miss Collins was raped?”
“Objection your Honor, the witness is being asked to make a conclusion.”
“Over ruled Mr. Weldon, there has been a claim of rape and the attending physician should be able to help answer that question, go ahead Dr. Belle.”
“When I first examined her I noticed an excessive amount of blood in her skirt and panties, when she removed them I noticed that her sphincter had been ripped in several spots. During normal intercourse there might be a small amount of bleeding but not to this extent, the pain would be too severe to continue so this was obviously a forced entry.”
“Are you telling me she was raped in her rectum?”
“Yes, many times rapists can’t wait to do it any other way, they just want to hurt the girl, it’s not the pleasure of sex but the pleasure of hurting the girl.”
“You mentioned that you treated her bruises?”
“Yes, you don’t get that kind of bruising during some sort of bondage act, she was definitely beaten.”
“Thank you Dr. Belle.”
“The prosecution calls Dr. Denton.”
“Dr. Denton, you’re the coroner for our county?”
“That’s correct.”
“You examined Brendan McCullough both at the crime scene and in the morgue, could you tell us what you found?”
Upon arriving at the McCullough residence I found young McCullough lying on his stomach with a dagger in his back. He had been dead for several hours so I had him brought to the morgue. After his examination I determined that the dagger had penetrated his heart causing instant death.”
“No more questions your Honor.”
“Dr. Denton, during your examination did you notice at what angle the entry wound was?” asked Jack.
“Yes the wound entered his back just to the right of his spine and at a slight angle.”
“You mention an angle, was it angled from the top down or from the side?”
“Definitely from the side.”
“In other words the person swinging the knife would have had to bring it around the person’s body to achieve such an angle?”
“That’s correct. If a person were to strike someone from behind the knife would enter in an up and down line and not side to side.”
“If then, Brendan was on top of Miss Collins as she claims the entry wound would be consistent with his position on her chest.”
“That’s correct.”
“No more questions your Honor.”
“Redirect your Honor.”
“Dr. Denton, you’re saying that the girl couldn’t have stabbed the boy in the back from behind?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“Couldn’t she have swung her arm around and stabbed him while standing to his side and had the same entry wound?”
“The entry angle would be the same except the girl is too short to have swung high enough to penetrate the boys back where she did, the wound would have been just above his hip.”
“No more Questions your Honor.”
“The prosecution calls Dr. Stanley Burton.”
“Dr. Burton can you explain your expertise to the court.”
“I have a doctorate in sexual studies.”
“Objection your Honor, what do sexual studies have to do with this case?”
“Mr. Weldon, would you like to explain?”
“Yes your Honor, we want to prove that Miss Collins was caught up in a sex game and then felt remorse so she killed the young man.”
“I’ll allow the questioning.”
“Dr. Burton you’ve seen the evidence in this case and have you come to any conclusion as to what may have happened?”
“Yes, well today’s youth seems to go towards bigger thrills than what was accepted several years ago. Girls these days want to be virgins when they marry so they engage in oral and anal sex so they technically remain virgins. Another darker thrill is strangulation. Teens are choked to unconsciousness, which apparently gives them a sexual thrill, one that I never understood. From what I have seen from this case the bruising on the girls neck was from sexual strangulation and the torn sphincter from love making, it was all just in fun.”
“You liar, I was raped,” screamed Lynn.
“Mr. Masters, would you keep your client quiet please,” said the judge.
“No more questions, your Honor,” said Bob Weldon as he walked away with a smirk on his face.
Jack walked up to the witness stand and look Dr. Burton in the eye and asked, “Do you seriously think the damage done to this little girl was the result of love games, do you?”
Dr. Burton shifted uneasily in his chair and answered, “They could have.”
“So let me get this straight, you claim the bruising on the neck was caused by sexual strangulation, don’t they usually use a cloth around the neck just so you don’t have injury?”
“I guess,” Dr. Burton answered softly.
“You guess, come on Doctor you know darn well that people don’t use their hands and leave bruises because they squeezed hard enough to break blood vessels during sex games. And you say that the anal sex injury was the result of fun, don’t people use lubrication and go slowly so as to adjust to the act just so this kind of injury won’t happen?”
“Yes.”
“So tell us Dr, how do these types of injuries occur?”
“Objection your Honor, councilor is asking my witness for a conclusion.”
“Over ruled, I want to hear this myself, answer the question.”
“From a rape.”
“No more questions.”
“The prosecution rests.”
“We will adjourn for today, Mr. Masters you can begin your defense tomorrow, court adjourned.” Said the judge as he hit his gavel on the desk.
The following morning Jack started his defense by calling Lynn to the stand.
“Miss Collins we’ve heard previous testimony in regards to the night in question, could you tell us in your own words what happened?”
“Yes, that day Brendan asked me to come over to his house to study. My mom said it would be okay but that she would drive me. When I arrived Brendan brought me into the library and told me that I would have to climb a ladder to get the books. He got the ladder and I climbed up to the row with the books I needed. He was holding the ladder for me and when I started back down he shook it so I would lose my balance. I started to fall and he caught me then said that I owed him a kiss for saving me. I said no but he didn’t listen and kissed me anyway. I told him to stop and that’s when he got really mad and hit me and threw mw against the couch. After that he lifted my skirt and raped me. I told him that I was going to call the police so he threw me on the desk and started to choke me. I couldn’t breath and my hand found the dagger so I swung it to try to make him let me go. I didn’t mean to kill him. I just wanted him to let me go, I’m so sorry,” Lynn said as she broke down in tears.
After Lynn had gained control of herself, Jack asked, “Did you do anything to provoke the attack?”
“No, I just wanted to study.”
“No more questions.”
“Miss Collins didn’t you think it was a little strange for Brendan to ask you over to study?” asked Bob Weldon.
“No, he said he had the books and I could tell he liked me.”
“He liked you?”
“You know, he flirted a lot.”
“And did you like that?”
“I was flattered, but I did nothing to lead him on.”
“So you liked him, what did you wear when you went to his house, something sexy to arouse him?”
“ No, I wore the same skirt and blouse I wore to school.”
“I see, and you climbed the ladder with a skirt on?”
“Yes.”
“And Brendan was watching you climb the ladder?”
“Yes.”
“You’re a very attractive young woman Miss Collins, why wouldn’t you expect Brendan to be excited about you, especially after looking up your dress while you were on the ladder?”
“Looking at a girls legs is no excuse to rape her.”
“You claim it was rape but I see something else here. You teased the boy because you wanted something else, you wanted him to make love to you and when he did you cried rape and then you murdered him, isn’t that true Miss Collins?”
“No, he raped me.”
“Nonsense Miss Collins you came to Brendan’s house to seduce him didn’t you?”
“No.”
“And he did just as you wanted him to do didn’t he, you wanted to make love to him and he complied and then you felt guilt so you stabbed him didn’t you?”
“No, he was trying to kill me.”
“No he wasn’t, you wanted him to strangle you for the thrill didn’t you?”
“No, no, it wasn’t like that he tried to kill me, all I wanted was for him to stop,” Lynn cried.
“Tell me the truth Miss Collins, you murdered Brendan McCullough didn’t you, you buried the dagger as deeply as you could, you wanted him dead, no more questions.” shouted Bob.
Lynn sat in the witness box until she stopped crying. Jack went and helped her back to her seat and called his final witness.
“I call Cindy Crenshaw to the stand.”
Cindy was a student at the same school as Lynn. She was a tall girl and did modeling part time and wanted to become a full time model after graduation.
“Miss Crenshaw, you’re a student at the same school as Lynn and Brendan.”
“Yes.”
“Did you know Brendan McCullough?”
“Yes.”
“How well did you know him?”
“I dated him a few times.”
“Why did you stop dating him?”
“He raped me?”
“He raped you?”
“Yes sir.”
“Did you make a police report?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Because he threatened to kill me if I did.”
“And you believed him?”
“Yes, if you had seen the look in his eyes you would have believed him too.”
“Have you ever told anyone about this?”
“No, not until now. I read what was happening to Lynn and had to tell someone, it’s not right, Lynn is the sweetest girl I know.”
“No more questions.”
“Miss Crenshaw, how do we know your telling the truth?” asked Bob Weldon.
“You will have to take my word for it.”
“Your word, please, were talking about rape here and the boy can’t defend himself, personally I think you’re lying Miss Crenshaw.”
“I’m not, he did rape me, I wish I had gone to the police so the same thing wouldn’t have happened to Lynn.”
“It’s only your word Miss Crenshaw, no more questions.”
“Do you have anymore witnesses Mr. Masters?” asked the judge.
“No sir,” responded Jack.
“Mr. Weldon would you like to start your summation?”
“Yes your Honor. Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, you’ve heard many hours of testimony concerning this case. Now you have to weigh what you have heard, is it true or is the truth being bent by the defense. Lynn Collins is a pretty girl but don’t let that persuade you, she’s a cold-blooded murderer. You heard the testimony, the Doctor in charge of the ER has an agenda against men and now she can get even by getting Lynn Collins off. The coroner stated that the girl could have swung from the side and Dr. Burton stated that Lynn Collins was a sexual freak, she wanted to get raped and strangled. The only reason Brendan McCullough is dead is that Lynn Collins wanted the thrill of killing him so I ask you to find her guilty.”
“Mr. Masters?”
“Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I can’t believe what I just heard from the District Attorney, the only thing I can agree with is to look at the truth. Make your decision on fact and not innuendo. Even Dr. Burton said that Miss Collins was raped. Brendan McCullough was an evil boy and had it not been for the fact that Lynn Collins found the letter opener she would be dead right now. When you go into the jury room read the facts and find Lynn Collins not guilty of this travesty.”
“Bailiff, would you take the jury to deliberation?”
“Yes sir.”
It was the second day of deliberation when the bailiff found Susan Collins in her familiar place in front of the courtroom.
“Mrs. Collins, the jury has made a decision.”
“Finally.”
Susan slowly rose to here feet and walked to a seat behind her little girl. She wanted to be with her one way or the other. Susan was weary and it showed, her face was drawn and her hair wasn’t the usual every hair in place. Susan had on minimal makeup hoping to hide the bags under her eyes.
“Has the jury come to a decision?” asked the judge.
“Yes your Honor.”
“And how do you find on the count of murder in the second degree?”
“Not guilty, your Honor.”
Susan Collins heard “not” and fainted. She opened her eyes and saw Lynn standing over her.
”Mommy, we can go home now, it’s over.”
Susan pulled her baby into her arms and held her tight.
Luckily for Myron Snard he had asked for his final payment before testimony began and had cashed the check for the additional seventy-five thousand dollars bringing the total to one hundred twenty-five thousand dollars and received payment before the trial was over and was long gone.
Shamus McCullough raised holy hell with Bob Weldon and Bryant Turner and swore he would get even with them for failing to convict Lynn.
Several days had past when there was a knock at Susan’s front door.
“I have a delivery for Lynn Collins,” stated the deliveryman, “Sign here.”
Susan signed her name and took the envelope.
“Lynn there’s something here for you.”
“What is it Mom?”
“An envelope.”
Lynn came from her room and took the envelope from her mother. She opened the top carefully. On the inside was a note and a check. Lynn read the note.
“Dear Miss Collins you don’t know me and we met just once. You would remember me if I told you who I was so I won’t but let me say that no person has had an impact on my life as you have. Until I met you all I would ever do is find fault in everyone I met, yet you influenced my life, no questions asked, no revulsion, you just took me as I was. You have caused me to take a long hard look at myself and I didn’t like what I found, a disgusting human being. You opened my eyes to something else, kindness, and for that I am sending you an anonymous gift. You won’t be able to find me so there will be no way for you to return it, use it for your future and please never change, a friend.”
Lynn opened the cashiers check and saw her name and the amount one hundred twenty-five thousand dollars. Myron Snard was truly a changed man.
‘Mom, look,” screamed Lynn.
“Oh my God,” replied Susan.
“Mom, you’re not angry that I couldn’t be Princess this year are you?” laughed Lynn.
“Honey, next year you can be Queen,” said Susan as she took her daughter in her arms and held her tight.
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