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Chapter 20
At the end of two months my parents, Sofia and I sat down for a meeting
to decide what to do about her guarding me. The threat was gone and as
much as I loved Sofia, there were times I wanted to be alone or with
Cindy, just the two Musketeers, like it used to be.
"Sofia, we've loved having you to protect our baby, but I'm not sure if
we need your services anymore?" Mom asked.
"Normally I wouldn't agree with you, but I think you're right in this
case. I think it was a fluke that Fountain picked Amanda to kidnap. If
she was much better known it would make sense and as to why he picked
her, we'll never know. Fortunately for you, Amanda's one of those
celebrities that's well known, but really doesn't garner much attention
other than in her ads. Now, if she was in the headlines all the time,
I'd have to say you had better keep me on, but she's not. She's just a
normal teen girl, living a normal life. Paparazzi don't even follow her
anymore. No, I think I should call my agency and request a new client.
As much as I've come to love Amanda, almost like a sister, I think it's
time to move on," Sofia replied.
"What about your heart throb?" I teased.
Sofia blushed before she answered.
"I'm sure Bob will understand. Just because I move doesn't mean we have
to break off what we have. It'll just be a little more difficult."
"What do you think, Amanda?" Mom asked.
"I'll be okay. I can still punch the lights out of anyone that bothers
me."
"That you can little sister."
It was then when Sofia called me her little sister, it hit me that Sofia
was leaving. She knew my darkest secret and never let it bother her and
had become my big sister. I went to her and took her in my arms and held
her tight. Sofia is a girl who doesn't like hugging and touchy feely,
but this time she hugged me back. I felt a tear run from her eye and
land on my shoulder. She was showing emotion that I had never seen
before. I'd seen anger and happiness, even a few blushes, but never
sadness before. My eyes were already damp and I'm sure her blouse was
getting just as wet as mine.
"I love you Sofia," I whispered.
"Honey, it's been so long that I've felt this way for anyone, but you've
found your way into my heart, little girl. I love you little sis, and
don't you forget it. If you don't call me at least once a day to let me
know you're alright, I'll have Bob come by and arrest you for scaring
me, you hear?"
"I hear, but why do big sisters always pick on their little sisters like
that?"
"Because we love you."
Sofia stayed through the following week and then was sent on assignment
in Paris. It was a tearful goodbye, but we knew it was best for Sofia.
Even our big bad Sherriff's Deputy had tears in his eyes. Bob and Sofia
really had fallen for each other in a big time way. I wondered if love
could overcome her travels and living in New York City, for them to have
any kind of future? Time would tell.
My sixteenth birthday is fast approaching and we all know what that
means? Well I know what it means, but apparently Mrs. Meyer has a
different idea, surgery to complete my journey from boy to girl.
Sixteen is the time for a teen to finally get a license to drive, not
have surgery to change one's sex. I know there are a few girls who have
had their surgery at sixteen, but I don't want to be one of them. To be
perfectly honest, when Gloria suggested the operation, I felt violated.
"Amanda, you're going to turn sixteen in a few months and I've looked
into having surgery to complete your journey to Amanda. You certainly
have the money for the operation and there's no reason for you to put it
off until you're eighteen," she said, on one of the rare days I was able
to spend time with Cindy.
My mouth fell open at what she said, even Cindy was shocked by her
mother's statement.
"Mom, how can you say such a thing?"
"I'm just trying to do what's best for Amanda. If she has the operation,
she will no longer worry about discovery. She could stand naked in Times
Square and no one would ever guess she was anything other than a woman."
''God, that's so gross," I said.
"What's gross?"
"Standing naked in Time's Square."
"Amanda, that's just a figure of speech, no one is suggesting that you
really do that. All I'm doing is stating the obvious, can you truthfully
tell me that you might want to return to being Mark, ever again?"
I lowered my eyes from Gloria's, knowing she could see right through me
if I didn't state what she and Cindy already knew, I had become Amanda
and as hard as I tried to think otherwise, I knew Mark had long been
buried. Was discovery important enough to have the surgery so soon? What
if I did change my mind after the operation, then what?
If I was to go ahead with the surgery I wouldn't have to worry about a
boy finding the wrong plumbing should his hand accidently touch the
wrong thing? I'm not even dating, so what difference would it make? I
know for sure the operation is in my future, but not now.
"Mrs. Meyer, I know you're just looking out for my best interest, but I
think I'll wait until I'm eighteen."
Gloria knew I was right with my decision, but her disappointment showed
on her face. She's a hard business woman and the possible discovery of
my real sex could jeopardize a very nice income for her from my good
fortune. Yes I wanted to be a real girl, my hormone treatments proved
that, but I just wasn't ready to rid myself of the last bit of Mark that
I still clung to. After our conversation the subject was never brought
up again.
Not a lot happened after the conversation, but I did pass my driving
test and I now have a driver's license and the sex square is marked with
an F, just one more step toward becoming a woman.
Don't get me wrong, I love being a girl and every little step pleases me
more than you could know, its just that I worry that I'm making all the
wrong decisions. Everything has been too easy for me and I've had
pressure put on me to make decisions I might not have wanted to make at
the time. My father's accident and a new school are just two that I can
think of. Both influenced the direction I have taken, but the longer
I've remained a girl the more I find the road I'm traveling to be the
one I want to continue on. My beauty and popularity have also had
influences making transition easier for me. I hope I don't sound
conceited, but I know if I wasn't as pretty as I am, well, I wouldn't be
a model and probably would still be a boy, so I'm very conflicted as to
whether I really want to be a girl?
My lashes and beauty can be a very seductive force in ones life. Every
twist in the road can bring consequences that can't be undone.
It all started so innocently, just a dab of mascara on my lashes, on my
mother's pretty little boy. Discovery our little secret by my best
friend, just a little thing with my mother that didn't mean anything
except when Cindy told her mother how pretty the boy down the street
was. Wear these clothes and makeup, just a few times a month, no one is
actually asking you to be a girl. Finally the words that sealed my fate,
"Where's my daughter?" Then came the new school and having to attend as
a girl and live as one 24/7. I could do that because I was influenced by
popularity and I liked the way Amanda was treated. I became the girl I
portrayed, except I was still a boy and had a boy's figure. I wanted to
be just like the other girls as I now thought of myself as a girl and a
girl's puberty made sense. I wanted to really be a girl and so another
turn in the road came and so did the hormones. Amanda was becoming a
real girl and loving every minute of it. Sports, boys modeling, clothes,
what more could a girl want? But I'm not really a girl, oh I look and
act like one, but I know better and until that final turn in the road,
I'll still be a girl with the wrong plumbing.
I started my Junior year and drive to school, alone. Melisa graduated
and Sofia has moved on. I miss the interaction we girls had riding to
and from school. The only thing I do like is being able to drive the
Beemer myself. I guess I'm becoming spoiled.
I won Homecoming Princess again and since I'm still not dating, Paul
Raines was my escort to the dance. I kind of like Paul and hope he would
like to maybe consider going on a real date.
I joined the cross country running team to keep in shape for soccer
season. I did pretty well and our team won the league. I was the third
fastest runner on the team. I made first team all star for soccer this
year and some interest from colleges have come my way. I want to attend
school on an academic scholarship, not an athletic one, so I'm not all
that impressed with the attention, but it is flattering.
My modeling career has sky rocketed. I work less, but make more money.
Mrs. Meyer negotiated my fees and like she said, "If they're willing to
pay, why not get the most you can while you're able to." Working less
has given me more time to study and I'm carrying a 4.0 average and with
my outside activities, Stanford is almost guaranteed.
Now I must tell you about Sofia. She and Bob have really fallen for each
other big time. Bob asked her to move in with him and she accepted. She
gave up her lease in New York City and is now living in Auburn with Bob.
She visits every now and then and the relationship has agreed with her.
She just shines when you see her. Bob is a really good man and I
wouldn't be all that surprised if he was to ask her to marry.
Relocating hasn't been a problem because she can fly out of Sacramento
and be anywhere in the world in 24 hours. Bob doesn't like that her job
is so dangerous, but he accepts that her work is part of her
personality. She wouldn't be Sofia without it.
Cindy has picked up more modeling assignments, which makes her mother
pleased as punch. We still find time to share our most intimate thoughts
and spend time together at our special tree in the meadow. Watching our
birds nesting has become a very special part of our lives.
My senior year was pretty much the previous year. I won Home coming
Queen and was escorted by Calvin Waters, the quarterback on the football
team. The team almost won the league but fell short by one game, oh
well.
I was first team all star again and have been offered a soccer
scholarship to Pepperdine University. They're one of the power houses in
College soccer, but I have my heart set on Stanford.
Speaking of Stanford, I received my scholarship, academic, thank you.
I'm to start school in September.
Not a lot happened during my senior year except that I finally decided
to have the surgery. I knew I would never go back to being a boy again
so it didn't make sense to keep the last bit of Mark on my body. The
operation would take place after graduation.
I decided I wanted the best and she was practicing near Stanford. I
won't take a bunch of time detailing the operation, except to say it
isn't a walk in the park. There was pain and getting to know my new
fixture. Dilating isn't fun and to be quite honest, I hate doing it, but
it's a chore that can't be ignored. I can say though that I do look
spectacular in a string bikini, which is something I couldn't dream of
wearing before the operation.
School started and I went whole hog into college life. I joined a
sorority and loved living with the girls. They of course were not
impressed with a model living with them. I joined the soccer team as a
walk on and made first team. I love Stanford and the life I now live. I
really don't go on assignment anymore other than for Lush and several
high-end designers. To be honest I don't have time to model with studies
and soccer. I love the parties and the rest that make college such a
wonderful experience.
My father has pretty much gotten as far as he can with his therapy. He
only uses one cane now and he takes me fishing every summer. We still
clean the fish and Mom cooks them and I've come to realize that I don't
have to be a boy to have a special relationship with my father.
I mentioned that I wanted to become a doctor, an Orthopedic Surgeon to
be exact and I fulfilled my dream. Ten years after entering college and
serving an internship I was added as a resident to the Orthopedic Clinic
at Stanford Hospital.
Thinking back, all I can say is that my life has been blessed. I made a
ton of money when I was younger and achieved my dream of becoming a
surgeon. There isn't much I would have changed from the first time my
mother put mascara on my lashes to my graduation from Stanford. I've
become at peace with my change of gender and I've been dating a
wonderful man for the last two years. We're deeply in love and he knows
my complete history so the gender change isn't a problem, and what the
heck, he stills tells all his male friends that he scored with the face
of Lush Cosmetics. "Lucky boy," I tease.
What the future will bring, only God knows the answer to that and all I
can do is give thanks for being one of the luckiest girls in the world.
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