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IN HIDING
BY
JANICE
It was going to be my first day of my new school after summer vacation. It
was a new school for me for several reasons, my older sister, Tanya, and I
had moved from the west coast to the east coast after the recent death of
our parents, it must have been traumatic for me because I really do not
remember too much about it, the accident, or anything before it. Another
reason for the move is because of my health/physical condition, I have a
severe case of gynecomastia I am a fifteen year old boy and have the
breasts of a fifteen year old girl. I was tired of being beaten up and
picked on so much that my sister, after taking custody of me, made the
decision of raising me as a girl until my condition improved and went
away.
We rented a house in a new neighborhood, my sister Tanya, twenty five and
me, a fifteen year old "Girl".
The Thursday before school started I had to be registered at school and
get my class schedule and a list of school supplies.
The first day of school was a short day because all we had to do was get
our school books and register each class. Because of my condition I had a
note from a doctor excusing me from certain classes, like gym and anything
like that
The first real full day at school was ok, we, the students, found our
groups, the nerds, the popular ones, the in groups and the invisible ones.
The invisible ones were the ones that nobody really noticed, they could
miss several days of school and no one would notice, I wanted to be one of
them. Because of my condition I didn't want to get involved with anyone.
I walked to school alone, made no friends, ate lunch alone, and walked
home alone, at least the first few days.
School started on a Tuesday and by Friday everyone was settled into their
groups.
Thursday a boy named Ron asked if he could sit with me at the lunch table,
I shrugged, as long as he left me alone I didn't care.
He tried talking to me but I answered him in words of one syllable or
less.
Tanya asked me every day how school was and I gave her the usual answer,
ok...I guess.
Then I made my first of many mistakes. I told her about the boy, Ron, who
ate lunch with me. She insisted that I should at least talk to him and not
be such a snob, and at least I would not be a loner. I thought she had a
point so the next time he talked to me I was civil, and guess what? He
turned out to be a nice guy. In a few more days we were walking home from
school together, he lived two blocks further than me.
We became friends and Tanya seemed to encourage me on. One day, a Friday;
when he dropped me off at my house he asked if I would like to watch him
and his friends play at the school baseball field the next day, they
played almost every Saturday. It wasn't a regular game, just a few guys
getting together and having fun, I told him I would think about it
(Actually I had no intention of going).
Tina saw us talking and asked what we were talking about so I told her.
She suggested I go even if it was just to get out of the house. I still
really didn't want to go but Tanya insisted and I have never been able to
say no to her, at least as far as I can remember, so, the next day I
showed up at the field wearing pink shorts and a halter top which Tanya
picked out for me. I was still a bit too new at this to be able to pick
out clothes. In the house it really didn't matter what I wore but Tanya
always made it girlish.
I guess Ron must have seen me because he pointed his bat at me to
acknowledge that this was for me, he hit a homer and brought in two other
runners on bases and won the game. One of the girls sitting nearby
encouraged me to go down on the field to congratulate my boyfriend, which
I did because they went down to the field to be with Thiers. Ron looked
quite surprised when I walked up to him and gave him a big hug and
congratulated him.
He took me to the Pizza Place, along with a couple of his friends and
their girlfriends. I am quite shy ordinarily, and you should know why, but
I went along any way. It turned out to be a lot more fun than I thought;
Tanya had been encouraging me to get out more and be with kids my age. She
said that I should learn all I can about being a girl if I was going to be
one as soon as I turned eighteen and had my surgery.
Tanya was sitting on the porch when Ron walked me home and she invited him
up to meet him. I guess she liked him because when he asked me to go to
the movies with him that night she agreed before I could say no, which I
was going to say.
As soon as Ron left she took me inside and picked out something for me to
wear for my first date, never even asking me what I wanted to do, and that
was to dig a hole and bury myself. Sure, it was true that when I turned
eighteen I was going to have surgery but I figured there was plenty of
time to get used to going with boys.
She picked a nice outfit that I got into right after dinner. Ron was
supposed to be picking me up about seven so we could make the early show
and be home by eleven o'clock, my curfew.
I wore a white rank top with spaghetti sleeves and thin ruffles running
down the front, I think it is called a tuxedo design top, my skirt was
light pink, knee length with three tiers of lace trimmed ruffles and an
elastic waist, I wore a four inch wide leather belt at my waist and a
denim jacket, and suede, knee high boots. Do I really have to say how
nervous I was when Ron picked me up?
Tanya told him to have me home by eleven o'clock, not one minute after
eleven, but eleven.
We met some of the kids from school there and they seemed surprised to see
me with Ron, they all thought I was a snob.
I knew I was going to have to put up with being kissed by a boy and the
first time I was, I was a bit sad that I had to wait so long, it was the
greatest thing that ever happened to me, I wanted more, and got it.
We got home just on time and Ron said he would be on the corner waiting to
walk me to school on Monday.
That was the start of something nice and Ron and I became an item.
My sister met his mother and they became friends and we had Sunday dinners
at each other's housed several times. His mother got Tanya a job with her
at a financial institution, a brokerage house.
We had thanksgiving at Ron's house and Christmas dinner at my house, and
there was when the next really big thing happened.
My god, here it was, Christmas already and I had a dilemma; I was really
tired of stringing Ron along, I wanted to tell him the truth, I wanted to
tell him that I was really a guy, but not that I was gay and I wasn't
gay, I was a girl in a boys body, there was no fucking way he would be
able to handle that.
The reason I wanted to tell him is because I was so much in love with him
that he deserved the truth, but how was I going to tell him?
Christmas Eve Tanya and I exchanged a few presents. I gave her a handbag
and a scarf that I knew she would love and she gave me a peignoir set, she
had one exactly like it and I mentioned how much I liked it, and a new
Christmas dress. She told me that the peignoir was a bit old for a fifteen
year old, but I would not be wearing for any guy, I think she knew that
Ron and I had been making out for a while now.
We ate breakfast in out peignoirs and watched TV until it was time to get
dressed for our company, Ron and his mother.
I was anxious to get into my new dress and see Ron again, we had not seen
each other in three days and I don't think I could take not being in his
arms much longer.
I got into my dress with Tanya's help, I still had a small problem with
back zippers. I don't know why she thought I need any help, and I think
she was beginning to look at me as her daughter or a much younger sister
the way she has been acting lately.
I looked great in my new dress; it was navy blue, velour, with short puffy
sleeves trimmed in lace. It had a big lace insert from the high neck to a
deep "V" neck; it was snug at my waist and flowed down to the hem which
was half way between my knees and ankles. I wore black flat shoes and my
usual undergarments.
Ron and Pam came early so that Pam could help Tanya cook dinner. As soon
as Ron and I finished greeting each other in my room, which took about
fifteen or twenty minutes, he asked me to go for a walk with him; oh, he
told me how lovely I looked, he does that a lot.
It was cold out so I put on my favorite jacket, black short pile with fur
at the cuffs and around the hip length bottom and around the hood. With
the hood up I was a warm as toast.
We told the adults we would be back by dinner time and headed out the
door. We walked to the park between our blocks and sat on our favorite
bench.
I was still determined to tell him the truth.
He put his arm around me and pulled me so close to him that, to quote
Groucho Marx..."if I was any closer, I would be behind him".
"Sweetheart," he said, "it is no secret how much we care for each other so
I want you to have this." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a ring
which he slipped onto my finger. It was a gold ring, fake, naturally,
with our initials; a big C with an R inside the C.
I was so touched by this that I started to cry.
"What is the matter love? Did I do something wrong?"
Ok, this was it, I had no choice. "I love you so much Ron, but I cannot
take this."
"Why the fuck not, doesn't you love me."
"Yes, I love you more than anything, which is why I can't take this. You
see...I'm not...I'm really..."
"Come out with it sweetheart, what are you trying to say, you're not
what."
Through sobs I told him, "I'm not really a girl, I have the same thing
between my legs as you do." Then the water works started.
He was able to calm me down; he wiped my tears with his hankie.
"I know that, I've known that since we started going together but I love
you so much I don't care.
Sniff, sniff, "What...what do you mean? You know I am a guy?"
"Sure, the day you agreed to go out with me I found out."
I managed to stop crying; now more tears of joy than anything else while
he told me.
He told me that he was so overjoyed that I had finally agreed to go out
with him that he did something he hadn't done in well over a year. He used
to have a girlfriend that lived in my house and he used to use his
telescope, (This was when he was a star gazer, I didn't know that), to
peer into her bedroom to see her naked.
I did not realize that our house were arraigned so that he could do that,
I knew we could see each other's houses but peeking into each other's
window never occurred to me, naive girl that I am.
He told me that as soon as he zeroed into my room he saw me coming out of
my bathroom with my robe on, he watched as I sat at my vanity and dried
out my hair. When I stood up and took off my robe to put on my night gown
he got a full, unobstructed view from top of my head to my knees, all
which was all that showed through the window frame.
He saw, according to him, my pretty face, he worked down my body to my
firm breasts and down to my flat belly then to my...not the naked pussy that
he was expecting...but to a prick, a penis, a dick, what the hell. He almost
fell out of his chair.
He looked again but I was already in my night gown and robe.
He told me that he should have been pissed off, really pissed off, but he
said he put too much time getting me to go out with him that he was not
going to throw it away, besides, he said "he loved me so much it didn't
matter, I was going out with him and that is all that mattered.
What a sweetheart, is it any wonder that I love him?
"Now sweet stuff, tell me about why you have a cock."
"I am a boy, and my name is Nick. Or it was before all this stuff
happened. When it was about time for me to start puberty I started growing
breasts, I was diagnosed as having something called gynocomastia, or
something or other, I never was able to pronounce it, but it is a
condition where boys develop breasts. As luck would have it, I had a
severe case. My doctor said he had never seen such a severe case.
Naturally I was teased, tormented and abused by my school mates, I was
even beat up a few times. The doctors, who never had to go through this
stuff, just told me to hang in there and it might go away on its own. When
our parents died in an automobile accident Tanya came to my rescue. I was
so traumatized by my parent's death that I wiped it, and my past, out of
my mind. It was her that wanted to move away from home because there were
too many bad memories. We moved here and to prevent any more teasing she
suggested I become a girl. I had, from time to time been caught wearing
girls clothes at home so it was not so bad doing it, dressing as a girl, I
mean.
"So, there it is."
"OK," said Ron. "I can live with that. All that means is that when we
graduate and before we get married, we will get you an operation. How does
that sound? There is just one thing I want to ask you sweetheart."
"And what is that Hon?"
"Some one of these days...can I touch it?" he asked pointing to my crotch.
"Only if I can touch yours Babe. Now, I am hungry; let's go see if dinner
is ready. One more thing love, let's not tell anyone about what I told
you, OK?"
"You got it beautiful." We went home, more in love than ever before, at
least I was.
They must have noticed something about us because as soon as we entered
the house they asked what was going on. Ron took my left hand and lifted
it to show my ring. Sis and Ron's mother, did I ever mention her name,
well, it's Pam, seemed very happy.
That was Christmas Saturday; the adults had to go to work the following
Monday but we kids had the next whole week off.
The first thing I did Monday was to call Ron and ask him to come on over
but to wait about a half hour.
I got into one of my good dresses, one of the fancy party dress that I had
never had the chance to were, I had several because Tanya always bought me
fancy dresses when I showed a good report card, and sometimes just because
I was a good girl.
I knew Ron would come right in without knocking and see me standing in the
middle of the living room all dressed as if going out on a big date. I had
on a white strapless dress with black piping around the waist and knee
length, the skirt was full and swayed with my every movement. It had a
zipper up the back but only a short one, so I could handle that; it was
the full zippers that gave me a problem.
"Wow! You look gorgeous sweet thing." He said while looking me up and down
and, I assume, undressing me with his eyes, (If I had anything to do with
it, he will be doing the same with his hands very soon). We kissed hello.
I stepped back a step so I could get to the buttons on his shirt and
sooner that it takes to tell about it...I had his shirt off and was working
on his pants. Shortly, he was standing in front of me completely naked,
not even wearing his socks. That was the first time I had ever seen him,
or any boy, naked.
I stepped forward again so he could get to the zipper of my dress by
putting his arms around me and unzipping. I was as naked as him in
seconds. The only thing that ruined this scene was my dick, if not for
that it would have looked like two teens naked.
I reached out and touched his throbbing dick, "Remember love...we agreed to
touch each other's dicks?"
Without answering he took mine in his hand and began stroking mine while I
did the same to his. That is as far as we went that day but aside from me
putting on my bra; we stayed naked all day.
Every day that week the same general scene took place, me in a fancy gown,
greeting my guy and undressing him and he undressing me, until Thursday.
Thursday we both got up the nerve to go to my bedroom and snuggle, both
naked, on my bed. We fell asleep and the next thing we knew Tanya was
standing at the bottom of my bed waking us up.
We both got dressed as quick as possible. She assured us that we were not
in trouble, "wow." I thought to myself, "No girl in the entire world ever
had such a wonderful sister." Ron thought he was dead but she told him
there was no problem, we were just being teen agers.
One more thing she told me that night, I don't know if it was supposed to
upset me or not but it didn't; she had been going out with a guy at work
for about two weeks and she wanted to know if it was OK for her to bring
him home this Sunday for dinner. She sounded excited about it so I said
OK; after all, my boyfriend has been over here for Sunday dinners more
that at his house.
I met her boyfriend I guess he was nice but I could take him or leave him.
His name. by the way, was Jerry.
It was my sixteenth birthday, Tanya and her boyfriend were going to take
me and my boyfriend out to a big, high class supper club, naturally I
needed a new dress; I still had not worn all my party dresses out, but
this was something special, so, a new dress was required.
I had seen the dress I wanted a few times while Mall crawling with one of
my girlfriends from school, we even went in so I could try it on,
naturally I could not let her in the room with me.
The dress was a teal blue one with a deep V neck that Tanya said was a bit
too low for me but let me have it anyway, it came to a few inches above my
knees and was all fringed like one of those flapper dresses you see in
those old movies.
It was a bit on the expensive side but I deserved it so I put a down
payment on it and went with Tanya the next day to pick it up.
When we went to pick it up Tanya said that I should get shoes and some
sexy underwear so she took me to Fredrick's of Hollywood which had an
outlet there.
The night of my birthday I felt like a queen being escorted my sister,
Ron, Ron's mother and Jerry, Tanya's boyfriend whom I did not really like
so the less said about him, the better; I tolerated him for the sake of
Tanya.
Tanya loaned me one of her many fur jackets, this one was ecru and thick
fur with long sleeves and come to just below my hips.
We had a great time at the fancy place they took me; the worst part was
when Jerry kissed me for my birthday.
The school year was over and quite naturally Ron and I were going to our
prom together.
Tanya and I went shopping for my prom gown and found one easily, it was
about the fourth or fifth one we tried on and I loved it, wait until Ron
sees me in it.
The night of the prom was finally here and I was as excited as any teenage
girl could be. I spent the day having my hair and nails done as were many
of my class mates. Ron was going to pick me up at seven and I didn't want
to keep him waiting so I started getting ready, with the help of Tanya, at
about five.
My new gown had been hanging on my closet door all week since I, we,
bought it and I was so looking forward to getting into it. Tanya was not
really happy with how low it was cut, it showed almost half my breasts but
she went along with it.
When I saw how really beautiful I looked in it I Alost cried. I know I
already described it to you but bear with me for a minute while I go
through it again because with all the proper underthings on it was even
prettier.
It was white, with long sleeves that were edged in white marabou feathers,
the top was snug all the way to just about my hips where it flowed out to
a skirt so full that if I spun around fast enough the skirt would spin out
until it was parallel to the floor, it, the skirt, was lined with a built
in lace ruffles peeking out from below the hem. I already told you about
how low it was cut. (I will admit that it was a bit low for a girl my age.
I kept checking the clock; Ron was expected at any minute. Tanya was going
to lend me her white fur stole and beaded bag.
The bell ring. "It's him," I squeaked and ran for the door.
Tanya stopped me "Just you wait there young lady where he can get a good
look at how beautiful you are, I'll open it," she said and handed me the
stole and bag.
When she opened the door it was not Ron but two guys in suits that neither
of us had ever seen before.
They were F. B. I. agents and had a search warrant and arrest warrant for
the Bonny and Clyde bank robbers. I had no idea what the hell they were
talking about; there were also several cops, both male and female. We were
asked for I. Ds. I showed them mine which I pulled from my purse and Tanya
showed hers. One of the police women took me aside but I was able to see
and hear what was going on on the other side of the room.
One of the agents pulled a device about the size of a pack of cigarettes
out of his pocked. There was a small black screen in the middle where he
made Tanya put her finger and just a few seconds later he said, pointing
to Tanya "It's her alright, cuff her." They put cuffs on her.
The agent turned to me. "Who are you?" he asked.
There was a police woman standing next to me, she put her arm around my
shoulder, "It's all right sweetie, tell him who you are."
"I'm her sister," I said pointing to Tanya, "and I am just getting ready
to go to the prom with my best guy." I stepped back to show her my gown.
"That is a very pretty gown and you look so pretty in it, I'm sure he will
love you in it. We won't be long here and maybe you can still get there
before it is too late.
Across the room I heard one of the agents ask Tanya where her husband was,
and if she cooperated he would see what he could do to make things easier
for her. "You guys are as dumb as a sack or bricks; he has been here all
the time. There he is right there," and she pointed to me. She then said,
"Give it up Nick, it is all over."
It felt like a sort of darkness left me and my mind opened, A whole bunch
of information came to me, I had been hypnotized all the time, since the
middle of last summer to be exact. That story I told Ron at Christmas was
all a hypnotic suggestion; my name is really Nick, I am not fifteen or
sixteen, I am an adult in my early thirties, my sister is not my sister
but my wife and we are not orphans; we are bank robbers from the west
coast. We had close to a dozen bank robberies under our belt and the feds
were closing in on us.
Tanya was the thinker in our group, she suggested we move as far away as
possible and change our identities. Since I was a shrimp, standing gust
barely five feet three inches tall I could easily pass as a teen ager, and
what better teenager than a girl. But first we needed a bit of minor
surgery.
I had breast implants and while under the knife was hypnotized and
implanted with a false identity and biography, I also had some minor
surgery to make my face more feminine; all during my relationship with Ron
Tanya kept reinforcing the suggestion and forcing me to go with him. the
made up biography was the one I told Ron that Christmas.
I was placed in cuffs; both of us were taken out to a police car, on the
way I saw Ron waving to me trying to get my attention but I ignored him.
EPILOG
It has been about two weeks, two hectic weeks, since the big arrest and a
lot has happened.
At the jail we were given jumpsuits to wear, and one of the same
policewomen that arrested us at the house stood by while we changed. It
was there that she saw for real that I was a guy but I don't think she was
completely convinced of that until she saw me in my panties and bra.
She, Sandy was her name, made several remarks as to how pretty my gown was
so I told her she could have it if she wanted it; I don't know if she took
it or not but I certainly had no more use for it.
Then the questioning began. We, Tanya, I mean Shelly and I, co- operated
all the way. We gave them the numbers of all the off shore accounts where
we kept the money we stole; we turned in all the money we kept at home for
spending money.
Because we co-operated we were given the opportunity to just plead guilty
without a trial, which we accepted. Our lawyer said that the least we
would get was twenty years for each robbery but there was a very good
chance that he could get them concurrently instead of consecutively, which
he did and with good behavior maybe we would be out in fifteen years.
We would be serving them at a minimum security facility much like a
country club; there was one big problem with that though; what would they
do with me?
Except for my penis I was a woman so I could not serve in the male
facility and because I had a penis I could not serve it in the woman's
facility.
Our lawyer fixed that by using the fact that Shelly and I were man and
wife, and in certain cases married couples could, and have, served time
together. They also recognized same sex partners so we did serve our time
together.
P. S. I just realized that I never told you how we got caught, it was my
wife's fault, she let her guard down for just a second. Her job working in
the Brokerage House was the cause. They were so pleased with her
performance that they decided to give her a promotion to a high classified
position; this needed a special pass and clearance. She filled out the
papers and gave her thumb print for the special photo ID. She did not
realize that the information would be sent to the federal government
because her job was actually with the government. When they ran her print
through the system out popped her real ID, Shelly Watson, not Tanya Parr,
the rest is history.
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