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My Stepdaddy By: Bernice 14 Synopsis: Tyra, is a very troubled teen. With a lot of guilt and a lot huge secret that's bigger than her having been born as Terrance. When her mother brings home the latest boyfriend and she discovers that they are getting married all hell breaks loose. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Standing in the kitchen in just my panties and bra, I was thinking back to how all this began. It was only three years ago and I guess you could say I was being a bitch. Really I was and I admit it. Daddy just treated me the way I deserved to be treated. But he tried so hard to resist, and to be understanding to my situation. Me? I was doing my best to keep my mother from marrying him. I didn't need a father figure, they were all just alike, and I just knew it. But at fourteen and being Transgendered, I was carrying one hell of a chip on my shoulder. I had to prove to my mother that Ty was just like the rest. Besides he was black and I knew what everyone at school would say. Of course looking back now I have to admit that I am happy that I was wrong. Those feelings came from being rejected by my real father two years earlier when he caught me dressing up with Linda our next door neighbor. I still shiver and cringe in memory of that beating. So over the next two years, with Mom's understanding and acceptance I began Transitioning after the divorce. Of course at twelve all I could have to begin with was Spironolactone to block my Testosterone and hold of my male puberty. Mom's dates went well, until they met me. And I have to admit I did everything I could to drive them away, once I was allowed to meet them of course. By the time Mom met Ty, I'd been on full HRT for a year and was developing just like any other fourteen year old girl. Besides our names were too close for me to accept it. I'd been born Terrence Andrew Whittaker. But when I began wanting to be a girl I started using Tyra, and it was on all of my ID's, Tyra Ann Whittaker. It was a Friday evening that I finally met him for the first time. They'd been going out regularly for about four months now and she'd been keeping me from meeting him. Now was my chance to drive the wedge. "Tyra, Ty is coming to pick me up, and I want you to be on your best behavior young lady. None of your snide comments or bitchy attitude." She told me. Mom was dressed up in a pretty, short cocktail dress that was pale blue, with yellow and pink flowers on it. Her ample breasts were pushed up by her half cup blue satin push-up bra, her legs encased in black floral designed stockings that I knew were held up by a garter belt, and was sure that her pantys matched the rest of her. Her makeup was subtle yet sexy. And then I saw her heels. "Mother, those are mine," I said indignantly about to demand she take them off. "Yes, well you left them in the bathroom, besides they go better with my dress than any of mine," she reasoned. "Be a good girl and I'll buy you a new pair." The sound of a car in the driveway interrupted our discussion, and I saw her suddenly become more excited as I looked out the window to see him getting out of his Lexus. I narrowed my eyes watching as he made his way to the door. He was carrying flowers and something else in his hand. "Megan," he said. Handing her the flowers as he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her in for a quick kiss on her lips. "So where is this pretty Daughter I've heard so much about?" "Ty are you sure you really want to meet her?" "Yes I do," he said as they entered the room. "Tyra, this is Ty Powers, Ty My daughter Tyra," she introduced us. "Let me go put these in some water and we'll be going." She grabbed a vase off the shelf and started for the kitchen. I looked him up and down. Smart yet expensive casual dinner wear. Expensive real leather shoes. A simple watch, not expensive and flashy like most tended to wear. His six foot frame was bulked with muscles and had he not been seeing my mother I would probably have approved of him on the spot. "Hi," I said and turned my attention back to the Television. "Tyra, I know this is awkward for you," he began. "But I really do love your mother, and I want to get to know you, and show you how much I want to help you," he held out the little box to me. "I got you these, your mother said you like butterflies." I took it from him and with a disapproving frown I opened the box only to become confused. They were gorgeous, silver and gold earrings with a matching pendant on a little silver chain. I know he saw the change in my eyes though I fought so hard to remain a total bitch, they were the exact same set I had drooled over in the mall for the last eight months as I tried to save back my allowance to buy them. I'd been so disappointed yesterday when I stopped and saw they were gone. "Oh, thanks Ty," I set the little box on the coffee table, fighting the urge to put them on. Mom returned about then and spotted the jewelry box. "Those look just the ones you were looking at last week," she commented. "The ones you were trying to save your allowance for. Aren't you going to put them on?" "Oh, Sure Mom." I carefully took out the ones I was wearing and put in the new earrings. I stood up and bent over taking the necklace out, and simultaneously flashing my red lace pantys at Ty. "Here allow me," he took it from my trembling hands as I straightened back up. Then stepped behind me. His aftershave wasn't strong, but it was just enough to give me a hint. His fingers gently brushed my long hair to the side as he fastened the chain. I could see my reflection in the large wall mirror and had to fight the urge to turn and hug him. "Thanks Ty," I mumbled even as my hands came up to caress the pendant. "You're welcome Tyra, and you are as pretty as your mother said you were." "Honey, we're probably going to be late, so don't wait up for me," Mom said as they left. When it was just me in the house I did a slow burn as I cried to myself. "Oh Mr. Powers, you are so not going to get what you want, buying the very thing I have been after the last few months. Go ahead and fuck my mother's brains out, but you are not going to get my acceptance." But something in the back of my mind told me I was going to end up the loser. They still weren't home at eleven thirty when I went to bed. And I pulled on my favorite nitie figuring that he'd taken her to a motel again like he had all the other times they'd gone out. Sitting at my vanity I took off the necklace and earrings, then started to drop them into the drawer with the rest of the things I'd gotten from the others my mother had brought home. But damnit, I had wanted these for so long. I placed the earrings on the earring tree and hung the necklace on the necklace peg beside the mirror. "Mmmm, Ty. Oh yes baby just like that," I heard coming from my mother's room at two in the morning. "Fuck me like a slut," I could hear the excited quiver in my Moms voice. "Shhh, you'll wake up Tyra," he cautioned. "Besides I can't fuck that tight pussy with your lips wrapped around my cock." I lay there listening to them, my own frustrations driving me crazy as I let my clitty out of its confinement between my thighs and began stroking it. "Ohhhhh, Ohhhhh god it's so huge. Yesses, push it in me baby. Fuck my tight little pussy with that wonderful cock." I began to cum as I heard my mother's orgasm. But he didn't stop, "Yess oh yes, yes, yes, do me doggy style. Fuck me like a bitch in heat," I heard the smack of his hand on her ass. Then her groan as I imagined him slamming into her. "Yes baby, pull my hair. Make me fuck that beautiful black cock," and she was cumming again. "I'm gonna cum baby," he warned her. "C, cum in my ass. I want you to use it like last time to lube me up," she moaned. My own imagination had me excited again. Never before had any of her other boyfriends ever managed to give her more than one orgasm before cumming. And here he'd already given her several and she was talking like he was going to keep fucking her even after he'd already cum once. Then the thought struck me, he was going to fuck her in the ass. I scrambled out of bed and found myself watching through the cracked door as he pulled out of her pussy and pushed his huge cock against her asshole just as he began cumming. She was pushing back onto him. The rubbery head pressed tight to her rosebud as his cock spewed its jizz. Some escaping to dribble down her thighs. I heard her grunt as the purplish head popped inside. My god it was as big around as my wrist, and he was shoving it into my mother's ass. My clitty was instantly hard again as I knelt there watching her pushing herself back onto it. Panting as I watched him fucking my mother who was begging for it like a slut. Sure I'd seen lots of guy's cocks before. And at fourteen I wasn't a total virgin, I'd given handjob's and even sucked a few off. But they were just using me, and wouldn't even bother to say thank you. I knew how they felt, I wasn't good enough, and if I ever told they'd deny it. I moaned out loud as I began to cum, my head hitting the doorframe, and he looked around, right at me as he continued to pump that massive meat stick into her. Every time she came he'd pull out and switch holes. As he began to pant and grunt she rocked forward then flipped around to take him into her mouth. My eyes widened seeing her stretch her lips around him. She sucked it in until she gagged then pulled back. "Cum, cum on my face," then she was sucking him deep again, impaling her mouth on it, gagging as she took it deeper and deeper. Her eyes met mine and she froze in shock. But he just kept pumping in and out of her mouth, and she went back to sucking like a whore, until he finally pulled back and blasted off all over her face. Afraid of the wrath I was sure I would get at being caught watching I hurried back to my room. Laying there trying to pretend to be asleep I listened. "Ty she was watching us," Mom said. "Yes I know she was." "But she's so young. She might get the wrong idea." "Megan, she watched us making love the way we always do. I think it's good that she know now and get used to the idea that we're going to get married next month." That news shocked me, 'next month!' "But Ty, she's going to be a real bitch now, trying anything to break us up." "Meg, I'm prepared for that. She's not the first Transgendered girl I've met before. And you told me how her father reacted to her. I'm sure that I can get past all that given the time, and the experience that I have." "Maybe if you talked to her Doctor about it," she started to suggest. "Megan that would be inappropriate. Granted that Dr Pole and I share the same clinic, she is her Dr and I can't ask her to tell me her history. I would never divulge anything my own patients tell me to anyone else either." I breathed an, "Oh shit," to myself. He was the mysterious Dr Powers whom I'd never met, that had just started working in my shrink's clinic. I was up early the next morning and started coffee, knowing the smell would wake them up. I had purposely remained in my nitie, wanting to shock him. Mom came down first. "Tyra, don't you think you should go put on something decent?" "This is what I usually wear in the mornings Mom," I said defensively. "It isn't like I'm going to put the moves on your man." "Tyra, sit down a minute, we need to talk." "What's there to talk about, you already made up your mind to marry him, I heard you last night," I said and started to leave the room before my tears began to run down my face. But I ran into a brick wall in the doorway that wrapped me in pair of strong warm arms before I could fall over. "Tyra, I think your Mother wants you to stay and talk this through," he said as he let go of me. "You aren't my father, and you never will be," I screeched as I bolted past him headed for my room. My tears flowing in great heaving sobs. At my door I grabbed the edge and started to slam it as I launched myself toward the bed. My bed scooted a bit across the hardwood floor as I landed on it. But the door didn't slam. I looked over my shoulder as the tears streamed down my face. He was in my room, stepping toward my bed. "What do you want?" I screamed. "You want to fuck me like you fucked my mother last night. Well is that what you want? To bang my tranny ass?" I was sure that remark would get him out of my room faster than a speeding bullet, it had worked that way with Jerrod before him. Before I could draw a breath to continue my tirade though I found myself grabbed around the waist, and lifted up off my bed. Still holding me tightly as I fought against his superior strength he sat down on the edge of the bed, then pulled me face down across his lap. My arms were quickly pulled behind me as one strong hand held my wrists, pinning them in the small of my back. "I didn't want to start out this way 'Little Lady', but you have given me no choice in the matter." His hand came down in a stinging smack, followed by four more as I kicked my feet struggling against his strength. I was squalling my eyes out in earnest now. There were no more forced, fake tears. The next five swats were not quite as painful, but I still felt them. Now crying real tears I lay there defeated. "Tyra, I came here with nothing but love and acceptance in my heart. I love your mother more than anything else and I just want you to know that whether you like it or not, we are getting married. And unless you wish to get another spanking, you will stop being difficult and just try to accept that I will soon be a part of your life too." I thought I heard something in his voice and I looked over my shoulder a bit frightened of angering him further. What I saw stopped my continuing the argument, he was crying. Really crying, but why. He shifted a bit and then I felt my pantys being pulled down exposing my naked red ass. 'Oh god now he's going really lay into me,' I thought. But instead I felt the cold cool squirt of my Aloe Vera hand lotion as he began massaging it into my sore bottom. "Tyra, I dislike having to punish anyone. Especially a pretty girl. But I want you to know that I will not hesitate to spank your little ass again if you deserve it. And you have to admit you deserved that one very much. Didn't you?" I bit back my tears, "Yes," I whispered barely audible. "But you aren't my father and you never will be." He didn't say anything until he'd finished rubbing the lotion into my bottom. Then he gently pulled my pantys back up and released my hands. I continued to lay there, my own emotions in confusion. "I am not your father. He was an ignorant bastard. But I would like to at least be your friend and maybe someday when you understand that I do love you as a daughter, I'd like to be your Daddy. But that's totally up to you." He gently eased me up off his lap to stand in front of him. "You, you beat me," I said. "No, I spanked you for being a brat. And I am sure that you know the difference by now." He wiped at the tears in his own eyes. "Why the hell are you crying, you're not the one with a red ass?" "It really does hurt to have to punish you. Not physically but mentally, I don't expect you to understand. But when you just want to love someone for who they are, well it hurts you inside when they reject you, like you did without any reason or cause." He was right though and I knew it, there was no way to deny it. The day my father had rejected me was more painful inside than the beating he'd inflicted on me. I stood there in front of Ty, my tears flowing anew. I started to lean forward but then I was suddenly in his arms, held tightly as he rubbed my back gently. "I, I'm s, sorry T, Ty," I was crying and didn't care. Then Mom was there holding us. He let her pull me into her arms. "Mom, I'm sorry, please forgive me," I said. "You spanked her," she said to Ty. "Yes and I will do it again if she needs it. But I think we understand each other better now. Don't we princess?" "Y, yes," I reached for him pulling him back into the hug. After a few more minutes I sniffed back my tears and wiped my eyes. "Thank you Ty," I said. "You're welcome," he kissed my cheek. "Mom, Momma, I'm sorry I was such a bitch." I told her. "It's ok he explained to me last night that he understood and was willing to do whatever it takes to show you that he isn't like the rest. But I need to go start breakfast, and you need to change your clothes. We'll talk later about earlier this morning when I get home from the office," she promised. Alone now I sat and cried unsure of why, but it felt good to just sit there and cry. After a few minutes I got up and went to shower. I picked out a skirt that I hoped wasn't too revealing, and a nice pullover. Then as I sat at my vanity and did my makeup and hair then put in the earrings and fastened the necklace around my neck before going down stairs to eat. Ty was still there and he and mom were busy sucking face. So I went into the kitchen and ate by myself. I was a bit nervous because I had to keep fighting the urge to be a total bitch, it had been my habit for so long though I really wasn't sure anymore why. After I'd eaten I went back to the living room and sat down in my usual spot on the sofa, curling my legs under myself. "So how did you two meet?" I asked. I remembered they had met after I'd done my little routine in front of Jerrod. Mom was so upset she wouldn't talk to me for two days after that. "I found her in the bar crying her eyes out because you were being difficult," he said and she grinned at him. "So you took her to a motel and took advantage of her weakened mental state?" I cringed realizing my bitchy side had just flared up out of control. His look told me I was getting close to crossing a line. "Sorry, I didn't really mean that. I've been to use to being a bitch," I apologized. "No actually I took her to dinner and stayed with her until she sobered up. Then we talked and I told her I wasn't going to do anything until she was no longer in her vulnerable state." She smiled and kissed him. "I think I'll leave you two alone to talk while I get ready to go to work." Mom worked for a Dentist who had a short day on Saturdays, and she worked every other Saturday. Ty I found out was actually the senior Psychiatrist in my shrink's office, having replaced the older guy who had retired. I then discovered that his specialty was Transitional therapy and DID, (Dissociative Identity Disorder). As we talked I began to feel myself growing distant, more guarded, something inside began to change, becoming angry just like before when I'd become the bitch. I could hear myself, "So you like fucking with people's heads do you?" I was shocked but unable to stop myself. "Alright little girl, to whom am I talking with?" his question threw me off track. And I heard myself laugh nervously. "I'm Tyranny your worst fucking nightmare," I heard myself laugh. My mother gasped from the doorway. "Tyranny, I'm happy to finally meet you," he said. "T, Tyranny?" my mother asked. "Yes Mother," I responded snobbishly. "I'm surprised you never recognized me before. But then it's so easy to push that little bitch Tyra aside and get her into trouble while I get my own way." I felt my chin gripped between Ty's fingers and thumb as he turned my head to face him. "So you and Tyra are two separate personalities, I can only imagine how it is that you were created." "What would you know about it? You're just another fucking asshole who wants us to believe that you accept us and then use us before you throw us aside battered and wasted like a used rubber." The motion caught my eye as I turned that direction, only to find my mother's hand held at the wrist. I felt myself grinning, so close to my goal. Get them fighting among themselves. "Megan, let me handle this please. And would you get my phone and call Dr Pole and have her reach Dr Jeffries. I need to get her in to see them right away." "W, what's wrong with her Ty?" momma was worried. "I never heard her call herself Tyranny before." I tried to get up and leave but he pulled me onto his lap wrapping his arms around me in a bear hug that I couldn't escape. "Megan, Tyranny is her protective personality. Probably created by her father's rejection after he beat her so badly. But we're all going to help her, now please call them," he said. I could hear the pain in his voice and then I was crying myself. "M, Mommy, T, Ty what's happening to me?" I was scared now, it was the first time I'd ever actually seen my Tyranny side and realized that while she was me, she was someone else at the same time. "Dr Pole, Ty said he needs you and Dr Jeffries right away. It's Tyra, she, she's not herself. Please hurry." Then a moment later I heard, "Brian, I won't be in today, I'm sorry there's something wrong with Tyra." I heard the phone as she hung up. I was in his arms now as he sat there holding me, rocking back and forth. "Please help me Ty, please," I cried, my face buried against his chest. As momma returned to the room I felt something inside change again, then that other voice, close to my own but different now that I learned the difference. "I'm ok now, you can let go of me." "Not a chance Tyranny. That recovery was just too quick," he said. "Fucking let go of me now you bastard." Tyranny raged at him. "Let go of me before you get fucking hurt." I thought I was winning as his arms loosened just a bit then suddenly mine were pinned even tighter and his legs were wrapped around my own preventing Tyranny from using them. "Oh you have no fucking idea how you're pissing me off," I heard yet another voice from way deep inside. My mother was hovering close crying hysterically wanting to help but Ty had told her to stay back. "So let me guess, if Tyra is the sweet angel, and Tyranny is the Super bitch, you must be the bad ass who makes them look tame," Ty guessed. "Let me go right now and I won't have to do to you what I did to the father," promised the new voice very strong and very masculine. "And what might that be?" he asked boldly. "I cut his fucking brake lines asshole," said the voice. My mother gasped, "Oh my god." I could feel the voice grinning. We went back and forth switching rapidly between us as he just continued to hold onto us until the other two doctors got there. "Ty what the hell are you doing?" asked Dr Pole. "Janet get me two CC's now," said Ty, I could feel him beginning to weaken. "Oh shit," Dr Jeffries pushed past her as he pulled out a needle from his bag. "Hey dickhead that hurt," I said as he jabbed it into my arm. "Ty, help me please, I'm scared." "I'm right here Princess. I'm not going anywhere, I promise." He said. "So how many are there that you know of?" asked Dr Jeffries. "Three so far," he answered. "Janet, I know you're a bit confused. But you were too close to recognize it. You've never worked with anyone that was severely abused before. "Ty I never did anything," Momma started saying. "Megan I know that, we all know that. It probably was her father though that set this all into motion," I felt my body beginning to relax as the tranquilizer took effect. And his hold lessened to that of someone who was genuinely concerned. Then he asked, "What happened to her father?" "Oh god Ty, she couldn't have done that. She couldn't have." "Megan, that wasn't Tyra, or even Tyranny. It was that last one that popped out." "Ty you know you're too close to the situation to be objective. You can't treat her," reasoned Dr Jeffries. "No but I'm going to be here for her. For her and Megan both." "Just so long as you don't interfere with her treatment, but you do know that until we get whoever it was that does the violence under control she'll have to be treated in the clinic." "Damnit Jeffries, you can't just lock them up like that," he said his voice growing fainter. I woke up in a strange room, a strange bed. Confused and scared. Someone holding onto my hand. "M, Mom?" "I'm right here honey," she sat on the bed hugging me. I felt my hand being held and turned my head to look at it. The hand was large and black. I looked up to see his tired eyes. "Welcome back Princess. You had a pretty big struggle going on there." He said. "You, you stayed with me," I said amazed. "I promised you that I would." "Are the others gone now?" I asked afraid of the answer. "No they're still there. But I think maybe you have a new ally in Tyranny," he smiled warmly. "Am I going to jail?" "No you aren't going to jail," he answered. "But Torch, he, he," I never got to finish. "Torch didn't kill your father," his forehead was now pressed to mine. "Your father killed your father." "But he said he cut the brake lines." "Not on the truck your father was driving. He was drunk when he drove off that curve. And I am so happy though that you have both Tyranny and Torch to help keep you safe. I think maybe that's why I was able to control him so easily, because he knew I wasn't a threat to you." I felt light headed again and moaned knowing now what was happening. But it wasn't Torch's voice. "I'm sorry I bit you," I said. "Tyranny, you were only trying to keep everyone safe, so I forgive you." "You're wrong about Torch though. He doesn't have any strength if we're dressed up in our girl clothes. He can only manipulate the rest of us." "Tyranny?" asked Dr Jeffries. "Do you know how many others there are?" "Only four of us I think, but I really don't know for sure. Terri is too young to really count." "Terry with a 'Y' or an 'I'?" "Well it used to be a 'Y' before things started happening." "And how old is Terri?" "She's ten now, are you going to help her too?" "I am going to try to help all of you," he promised. He was writing something on his notepad and I saw a nod from both Ty and Janet. There was genuine pain in Ty's eyes though and Dr Jeffries said, "TY, maybe you and Megan should step out for few minutes." "Megan I'm staying here but I think maybe you should go get us some coffee, please?" "I, Ty please don't let anything happen to her while I'm gone," Momma pleaded. "I won't, I promise you." After she stepped out Jeffries turned to Ty, "Please let us handle the questions." He turned back to me. "Tyranny, can you tell me what happened to Terri when she was ten?" "No, you wouldn't understand." She closed her mouth, made a locking motion with her hand and threw the invisible key towards Ty, who reached up as if catching it. Both the other doctors looked confused. "Please Tyranny?" asked Janet. My tears were hot on my face as I shook my head no, my eyes pleading with Ty. "Will you answer the questions if I ask them?" he asked gently and I felt my head nodding yes. "Ok Ty, go ahead you know the questions better than I do," consented Jeffries. He held his hand out palm up towards me, and I watched as someone else took the invisible key then unlocked our lips before putting the key back in his hand. "Do you know what happened when you were ten?" "I was playing in my sand box when my Daddy and his frens getted drunk. They maked me do things wiff my mouf." I heard the little girls' voice from my position just behind her in my own head. "Oh my god," gasped Janet. Ignoring her Ty asked, "Terri, what kinds of things?" I sat crying, tears running down my face as Terri described how she was orally sodomized while her mother wasn't there. He gently asked one question after another as I cuddled up in his strong protective arms. I knew the other two doctors had the names now and Ty assured Terri that she was safe from them. "Terri, Tyranny told me how she's done that with boys. Are you mad at her for doing that?" he asked. With a giggle Terri told him that it wasn't always Tyranny's fault, she just seemed to get caught up in most of it. And that sex was Tyranny's outlet to let off her rage without anyone getting hurt. We talked a bit more and then Terri fell asleep in Ty's arms. "My god I can't believe a father could subject his child to that kind of shit," fumed Janet. "And to terrorize his child into not telling about it." "I'm sure Tyra deciding to become a girl probably scared him, knowing that if she talked he would be in jail along with his two friends." Said Ty. Then he asked, "What?" "They're all three dead Ty. The other two by mysterious means," said Jeffries. "But all of those cases are closed and I see no reason to have them reopened." Ty looked at Janet who agreed with Jeffries, "Reopening those cases would only make things worse. And I don't see any point to her mother finding out everything now." "If Torch will sign a peace agreement will you let me take her home?" I heard Ty asking. "You know I've tried those in the past and they didn't work," said Jeffries. "That's because you never allowed for unforeseen circumstances, situations where the Alter ego is required by their own creation to act." "Like what?" "Like a life and death action to save themselves or someone else," he said. "I have a patient who has nine alters who are what we determined to be Destroyers. They helped me draw up their own peace agreements, and not one has ever broken one." "Yes but since Torch can't function in a girls clothing without his being triggered by some harmful act how do you propose to do that?" asked Mom. "Simple, we negotiate, we let Tyra and Tyranny discuss it with Torch. When they're satisfied, and we have it all in writing we'll each sign it, one of them will sign Torch's name for him or support him long enough for him to come out and sign it." The idea was presented when we woke up. "Give me the damned pen," said Tyranny enthusiastically. "We still have to draft it first," pointed out Momma. They were patient as we sat and negotiated with Torch, his requirements. But after three long hours we were all satisfied. Tyranny and I held ourselves back supporting Torch as he signed the agreement. Part of which required us to each attend therapy with Dr Jeffries on a rotating basis. Even Terri scribbled her signature on the final document. On the way home I clung to both of them. "That's it, just like that?" my Momma said. "I can't believe it was that easy." "Megan, it's not over with yet, but it can start to get better now. And we both understand her a lot more than we did before this all came to light." "I'm still scared Da, Ty. What if I snap?" I asked. "Then Momma and I will both be there to support you and help you through It." he said. "You still want to marry me after everything?" Momma asked. "Megan, the only thing I see that's changed is we have a daughter who is going to need every bit of understanding and support we can give her. And hell yes I still want to marry you." he kissed her passionately and squeezed my hand reassuring me. When we got home I ran up to my room and found it, the flyer from Dr Pole's office. When I came back down I had it behind my back. "What do you have there Tyra?" asked Momma. But I took it to him instead. "You said you were going to get married in four weeks, and this is in five weeks. Do you think we could do this together?" I asked. The flyer was for a Transgender Father Daughter Camping Weekend. I saw a confused look in his eyes and my heart sank sure that he was going to say no. Instead he led me over to the sofa and sat down pulling me onto his lap. "Tyra, this may be a bit of a shock to you. I certainly hadn't thought about the missed time." "Missed time?" I was confused. "Sweetie, you were in the hospital for three weeks," Momma said. "But now we don't have to change our plans, because you can still be my Maid of Honor." "Th, three weeks?" I was shocked. Sure I had missed time before, an hour here two there. But three whole weeks? I was suddenly scared all over again, how could I miss three weeks? Holding me gently Ty said, "Princess, we had to get Torch under control. He was sure that we were going just lock you up and forget about you. So he had a very, extended period of time out while you were wearing nothing but a hospital gown while we stayed there with you to prove that we had no intentions of leaving you there." "Oh," I said then looked up into his eyes. "You really do care don't you?" but I already knew the answer. "Oh damn," I finally said. "I missed the last week of school." "Tyra," he got my attention. "I was wondering how you would feel about going to school next year as Tyra Ann Powers." "You want to adopt me, to be my Daddy?" I had tears in my eyes again. "Just as soon as your Mother and I are married. Besides we can't go on this camping trip if you aren't my Daughter. You have to have a Daddy," his smile was warm and loving.