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THE LAST WORD 2
BY PAUL G. JUTRAS
When Mark was first born, he almost died. While his family wasn't rich,
he lived comfortably and got by as best he could with the touch of
brain damage he had. The one thing he always noticed was his interest
in girls.
Unlike most boys who were interested in dating girls and kissing them,
Mark was jealous of the beautiful clothes they wore. Like the black
jumper and trouser outfit with court shoes he often saw his friend
Missy wear. Every time New Years came, he would make a New Year
resolution that this year he'd tell his mother his real feelings.
When he got old enough to shave he felt nothing but sick disgust over
what was happening to his body. His smooth skin disappearing and
replaced by hair. While his parents were out to dinner one night, he
got his mother's razor and tried shaving his own legs. Unfortunately as
he scratched himself up, he wished his mother would teach him to shave
properly like a mother would a daughter. While tears welded up in his
eyes, he sliced his arms with the razor while dropping to his knees in
tears.
"What did you do?" His mother asked when his parents got home and saw
the scratches on his arms and legs. He looked up how beautiful she
looked in her white lace top, pink skirt and black sandals.
"The cat got a little rough playing with her teeth and claws." Mark
lied as he sat on the floor before the TV. He folded his legs up under
him and rolled over so his folks couldn't see the tears in his eyes.
When Mark was around 18 years old he walked up to his mother and sat
down beside her on the couch. He was just glad his dad was off playing
cards with his pals.
"Can we talk?" He asked. "I don't know how to say it but just to say
it. I've always felt more like a tomboy than a real boy. That I've
always felt like I should have been a girl."
"You want to shave your legs that's fine with me." His mother said with
a sigh. "Your dad is a total bigot and would never understand this. I
confess I'm a bit of a bigot myself and you're never going to change
your body."
Despite Mark's age to be old enough to be independent, the fact of his
brain was a little on the slow side made it hard to keep a job. He was
lucky to get straight C's in school and had gone through several jobs
and the best he currently had was that of a part time bag boy making
$160 a week. With the cost of apartments he knew if he tried to
transition and lost his job he would end up on the street. As his
mother returned to the book she was reading, Mark ran off to his room
in tears. He thought of taking his electric razor to the bathtub and
shocking himself.
His mother never changed his mind even though he tried to get his
mother to understand his point of view. She even bought special shirts
for him to wear with his male swim trunks. Even though Mark crossed
dressed in private it wasn't what he wanted. He wanted to be a real
girl 24/7. What Mark's mother did do was convince him to try to
continue his education and get a bachelor degree in the local college.
At the age of 24, Mark was thinking of killing himself at a regular
basis. The only thing that kept him from taking his own life was his
enjoyment of buying the season box sets of his favorite shows and
movies. Especially those with body swap and cross dressing themes. When
he chose to confront his mother for what he had hoped would be the last
time. She wouldn't hear him out. She would just scream at him until he
felt lower than dirt and told him that she was changing his insurance
policy so he needed a check up at the doctor.
"Everything seems to be fine." The doctor said as he finished his test.
"The only problem I see is your stress level. If you don't learn to
control your stress problem you'll drop dead of a heart attack. In
fact, your blood pressure is so high I'm surprised you're not already
dead."
This was a total shock to Mark who went out to the lobby after getting
dressed and watching his mother pay the doctor bill. He didn't say a
word to his mother the whole way home even though he thought of suing
her for attempted murder. He didn't know if his mother shouting at him
to the point of heart attack would count as attempted murder or not.
At his parent's party to celebrate their new pool that afternoon, one
of his mother's friends approached him. "Do you like the new pool?"
"It's great." Mark said as he found his voice and his backbone. As far
as he was concerned, he had nothing to lose but his life. "It will be
great for drowning myself, great for shocking myself, or draining the
pool and diving into the cement bottom."
"What are you saying?" his mother's friend Pat asked as she stood in a
Valentine red dress and black sandals.
"I'm saying that mother has told me to kill myself for years and since
I no longer care if I live or die, I don't care if I ruin this party."
Mark said as he found himself unable to stop his tears. "I made my
first suicide attempt as a kid and mom has kept it up till I almost
dropped dead of a heart attack. I've always known I should have been
born a girl, but my bigot of a mother would rather have a dead son over
a live daughter. I don't care what I have to sell or how many jobs I
have to work, I'm going to be the woman I was always meant to be."
"I think you all need some time alone to talk." Pat's husband said as
the two of them left with Mark and his parents just starting at one
another in silence. Mark knew his life wasn't going to be easy but the
benefits and joy of being himself far out weighed the sorrow he was now
going through.
A few weeks later he had seen set his appointments with the doctors for
electrolysis and hormone replacement. The doctor showed him the proper
way to make his first injection so that he could do it on his own at
home. He would start therapy and working as a female bag-girl at the
super market as well as a second part time job working the counter at
McDonalds.
His friend Missy was surprised when on Valentine Day, he showed up in a
white tank top, shorts and loafers with light brown pantyhose covering
his shaven legs. His hair had been permed and he had make up on his
face.
"I legally changed my name to Mary. This is who I really am. You've
been my friend since before pre-school and I hope you'll remain that
way."
"I think we'll be even closer." Missy said, as she stood barefoot in a
pink top and blue skirt. She always felt that Mark would of fit right
in at her slumber parties. With that she gave him a feminine hug.
THE END
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