





The Life You Save… May Be Your Own
Craig and I were in a bad bad way after Sharon was cruelly taken from us in that car crash. And when Dr. Wallace told me, “Brian, you have testicular cancer,” it nearly sent my son over the edge. Weak as I was from chemo, I prayed that he wouldn’t get lost in his depression, and spiral into drugs or even suicidal urges. Hell, his male role model was going to have his balls removed – what kind of man could I be as a father figure?
I shouldn’t have been surprised that he began to go through Sharon’s wardrobe; maybe it helped him cope with her loss, and hey – he did make a cute girl.
As I lay at home recovering,
my own lack of testosterone was making me gaunt, moody – I found myself crying like a little girl! Then “she” walked into my dark bedroom.
“Call me Caitlin,” my would be daughter whispered to me as she kissed my pale cheek. “You know, going through Mom’s stuff, I found these photos from when you met in high school – something called the “Miss Stone Tech” womanless pageant.
“It was just a silly joke,” I croaked.
“Hmmm… Brian Greene, aka Miss Brooke, took 1st place amongst the seniors… look at that flaming red hair offset by that soft ivory skin. You’re a beautiful woman, you know that?”
I hadn’t seen that picture of me in years ; Caitlin was right.
“I’ve decided that I want to follow in your footsteps – I want to be a girl – just like Mommy.”
I started bawling , “Your were her angel – boy or girl.”
Then she kissed me and said, “I have a Mommy in heaven – now I need one here on earth. Your masculinity been given a death sentence, but I think now would be a great time to bring Brooke back to life, to guide Caitlin, as her mother.” Then she sobbed, and collapsed in my arms. Her words, crazy as they may be, made perfect sense…
For her 21st birthday, and in recognition of the six month celebration of our surgeries , we booked a two week cruise to the Southern Caribbean. Here’s a cute picture of us on the beach!
By jointly becoming women, we held each others’ hands as we made our lives worth living. Mother and daughter will never be far apart… except when we lure our wonderfully sweet and sexy boyfriends back to our separate cabins and seduce them!
MADAME JAE’S
PRESENTS
The Murphy “Sisters”
“Hi! My name is Andy – I mean, Amber Murphy; I’m 14 years old and…”
“And I’m Lisa Murphy, and I’m Amber’s…”
“Sister, you’re the middle sister, and I’m Ginger, and the big sister – we’re the Murphy Sisters!” (laughs)
“OK OK… you and Dad were big jokesters before you turned out so glam, Gramps…. even though you both look so freaking hot… there’s no way anyone would believe we’re sisters!”
“Well, honey, your grandmother and I had sometimes acted more like sisters or best girlfriends when we come here to Madame Jae…”
“Well, Lisa, you were already a young dad when we discovered that ad in the magazine, and wow, we were a couple of wild chicks, weren’t we?”
“Mom you always blamed it on the Jae Juice whenever you got in front of cute guys.”
“Speaking of the Juice, Mom… is that how you both got the big chest? How about letting your ‘lil sis’ have a big sip of that?”
“Patience, darling. Tis true, we did have a lot of wild times here at the Salon and at the J-Club functions, but we decided that we would enjoy watching you go enjoy life as a pretty teen with us hens relishing the motherly side of the equation.”
“Yea, too bad we didn’t discover MJ’s until after I left college; I missed having my mom mentor me as a young woman. Now you get two generations of J-Girls to guide you.”
“And the best part is… Andy’s going into storage with Larry and Gordon for the summer. This is a girly summer, and we girlies will have a blast shopping, primping, and making J-Clubbers drool.”
“Awesome, Nana! I’m going to have the most fun as a girl. Even when it comes to guys.”
“That is if we don’t steal the hearts of any of your potential boyfriends, Amber.” .”
“Hmmph… maybe Mom or I’ll steal YOUR boyfriend – how about that, GRANNY!” (giggles)
“Ha - Do I look like an old biddy to you?
“Now ladies… you may be a cougar and a kitten but there’s no need for a catfight… there’ll be plenty of sexy men for all of us to enjoy!” ;)
The story of THEA and ARIEL
on the road to happiness…
story by
Annabelle Raven
It seemed that in our darkest hour, my Mom and I needed a hero to save us from our dire circumstances. One night, Mom came home with a spring in her step. It seems that a man who at the diner not only gave her a big tip – he had asked her to go on a date!
“Is he a real hunk?” I asked and Mom grinned.
“I think he’s rich too,” she cooed.
It turns out that Ray was the president of his own company and he had a big mansion across town. Soon he became Mom’s boyfriend and he took her everywhere. He also was very kind to both of us, offering to pay my way through college. We were nervous that he didn’t know that Mom and I were born male, and that we were still saving for our operations!
One night Ray asked Mom to marry him, and she bawled because she felt she couldn’t say yes! Finally she told him our story, and incredibly, he said it didn’t matter.
“You are a woman at heart, Thea – you are a wonderful role model to Ariel – and I can’t wait until you are Mrs. Raymond Rhodes.”
The next day, she told me the great news and we hugged and cried. The best news was that Ray was going to pay for BOTH our surgeries.
“Just think, sweetie – soon I will have a husband that will make love to me – and I think you should start looking for your Prince Charming!”
I had enjoyed living vicariously through hearing Mom talk about how Ray had made her feel – she was right, I was ready for love!
A month after our surgeries, Ray hosted a large engagement party that everyone in town attended. We squeezed our curvy bodies into slinky evening gowns, knowing the effect it would have on all males present.
While Mom clung to her man, I flirted with Joe, who was a rising junior executive in Ray’s company. After a few dances, I knew I wanted Joe to stay with me that night. Across the ballroom, I saw Mom dancing with her man. We exchanged knowing glances – we were both ready to seduce our lovers that night.
And our new plumbing worked just fine….
I don’t know what was more wonderful – helping Mom get ready for her dream wedding to Ray, shopping for her incredible ivory gown, or dressing in my own sexy and silky maid of honor dress. It was the society event of the year, and it would probably never be topped for its opulence, pageantry, or excess.
Well, that will be until MY wedding. While my mom and stepdad were away in Europe for their honeymoon, Joe proposed to me! I said yes, but I told him that I had promised my family that I would finish college first – after all, Daddy was footing the bill.
Now that she was Mrs. Rhodes, she had quit the waitress gig and now was starting her own catering company. When I graduated I was going to be her partner! Her “junior partner”; as she likes to joke, “After all, you name was Anthony, Jr., at one time!”
Since the day that I came out to Mom, our lives had changed so much. Through thick and thin, Mom has been my role model, my best girlfriend, and my advocate in pursing my heart’s desire. Together we came to understand the power of being a beautiful woman. We now know how to please our guys and how to can make us cry out in passion and joy. And while we so enjoy being ravaged by our studs – we really cherish our unique & unbreakable mother/daughter bond!