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I have always been intrigued with stories about magical gender transformation. I discovered this interest just after I entered puberty and saw Tony Curtis and Debbie Reynolds in "Good Bye Charlie" in the local theater. I always went to the movies on Saturday it was only a quarter to get in. Being a "bastard" child of a prostitute mother my childhood was a hard a time for me. So movies were a good escape for me and normally walked to the theater that showed "B" rated horror films. But that Saturday the were closed for remodel. I ended up walking down to the better of our towns two movie houses that usually showed classier movies. I had went there occasionally when they had 007 on the marquee. So I sat there and watched the tale of a man awaking as a petite pretty blonde and I was enthralled. I stayed there and watched the movie three times something I had never did before. You must remember that this was in the Sixties and I spent hours in the public library, my only other sanctuary. I looked in dictionaries and encyclopedias trying to discover any explanation of the pleasure I received from fantasizing about someone being magically change into a beautiful woman. But all I found were explanations that describe these feeling as a deviant mental illness. Being a young pubescent boy I loved looking at girls and I almost climaxed when I saw a young Jane Fonda do her space striptease in Barbrarella. But I still had the love TG magical and Sci-Fi transformations. As an avid Trekker I loved the episode "Turn About Intruder." Still I was in the ignorance of the Sixties and all my clinical research stated that my TG fascination was a mental illness. A disorder that could have been brought on from being exposed to perverted sexual behavior of a parent. This we know now this is dead wrong but then it was Psychological fact. My experiences as a small child I knew matched that diagnosis. My mother would often wake me in the night having sex with a strange man on my bed. I only had two childhood friends but one moved off and the other I stopped hanging with when I was16, because my mother tried to seduce him. I had no other family contact because I never met any of my father's family. My mother's family had little use for her bastard child and protected their children from me. This seems strange now but I remind you in that era children born out of wedlock were an evil embarrassment. I grew up hard fighting a lot but I overcame the handicap of my lack of raising. I excelled in school even with any support from my mother who did not care if I went to school or not. In NC, at that time, you could go to work in the textile mills at 13and 1/2 years old which I did. I continued to do well in school and from that point I bought my own clothes, my own food, and cooked my meals myself. I lived in my moms house that my grandparents left her until I was 17. At 17 I bought my own car and continuing working 2nd shift I paid for my own college and lived in the dorm. North Carolina State was a lot cheaper then, still mainly government funded in the 70s. You may think my life was still very difficult but I did not notice. I loved my time at State. Sure I did not have time for normal things like dating or parties but it was wonderful compared to my childhood. I stayed in State till I earned a Masters in Psychology. I discovered early that I loved the study of understanding the workings of the human mind. This discovery came to me in all research I did in Psychology. Trying to understand and cure my secret fantasies.At graduation I left the mill and took a position for a Substance Abuse Clinic. While working there I earned my PHD and opened my own office. I was very materialistically successful but a utter failure at picking a wife. I was married to a woman I was completely faithful too and thought I loved. So I really tried to make her happy. But I failed and I felt guilty and blamed myself failure. She encouraged that guilt by constantly complaining about the amount of time I spent at work. I could not work less hours because it is the nature of running a successful new practice. So I let here spend money like crazy to make up for it. My only friend was my office manager she was very dear to me and she too was in a bad marriage. But we both enjoyed talking to each other and sharing our thoughts on currant events. We both were considered very liberal unlike my wife who was a "Born Again" Christian. Similarly my office manager's husband was strong Independent Baptist that loved racial jokes, wearing caps with the Confederate Flag on them, calling Willie insead William. My religious up bringing was Catholic. My mother would drop me off at church and go back to her men. But soon as I was able to resist I stopped going. Now I classify my faith structure as Metaphysical. I came to this belief after studying many different religions and occult practices. I even converted my skeptical Office Manger. She was burned out on organized religion, her parents were much like her husband. She felt organized religions claimed love but spewed intolerant bigoted hate. One day knowing that I meditated during lunch, on particularly trying days. She had also seen the certain stones I carried in my pocket so one day she asked me why. I gave her a brief explanation and she was skeptical but ask me if there was any books she could read about it. I made a few suggestions on books on meditation and stones and for a long time I she never brought it up again. One day she had made lunch for us and as we sat in the empty office she asked me to explain a few things about stones. Soon I saw her wearing a Jasper and Rose Quartz pendant. She kept her new beliefs a secrete from everyone but me. My office manager and I became very close friends but never sexual. Although some would snicker and call her my "Office Wife." Within a week of each other our marriages ended. We were both childless. She really did not want kids with her husband and had her tubes tied and for some reason my wife never got pregnant. My office manager and I after our separations let our deep friendship blossom into a romance. I discovered my wife had been having different affairs for years and she moved in with a guy the day she left me. The same was true for my office manger, Josie's husband after calling her a Satan worshiper, moved in with his church's coir director and they lived together till they married. It has always has been strange to me that his fundamental church did not have a problem with that. They may ignored their adultery because it was his righteous duty to leave a "Satanist wife." Josie and I were married at the court house and we bought a nice smaller home in a very rural subdivision that was surrounded farm land. Josie was raised on a tobacco farm in Eastern NC and I was raised in a mill hill slum but we both really enjoyed the country. Josie was an outstanding housekeeper and cook I helped with both. It was a change for both of us because we mutually enjoyed a clean orderly house and good food. So it was nice to have help because our Ex's neither cleaned or cooked. Josie loved the same style of decorating I did, a comfortable eclectic uncluttered cottage style. We both were frugal but we never bought cheap items usually would find an antique and refinish it. I was surprised without the constant frivolous spending of my Ex, our bank account grew quickly. We had our house paid for and we were debt free in less than two years. By our tenth anniversary we had enough in our IRA to retire when I was 54 and Josie was 52. We loved spending all our time together so we retired but kept our practice which continued to do well with a little guidance from us. We spent our time taking trips day looking for antiques, going down town to the art district, do our domestic duties and gardening for me. While Josie enjoyed refinishing furniture. The art district was in the tastefully renovated part of downtown that my old haven, the movie theater was. But now it no longer shown Christopher Lee sinking fangs into a young beauty. But it was an upscale consignment mall. On our downtown excursions we discovered a new Tea shop, Josie and I both greatly enjoyed good herbal and black teas. So we would visit the shop at lease three times a week trying a cup of new blends and talking to the owner Misty who was much younger than us. Josie and I hit it off with Misty almost at once and her shop became a destination point for us. Her shop took off and she hired a staff so she had time to sit and share a cup of one of her new blends on our visits to see if we liked it. Once Misty complimented Josie on her stone pendant, Josie just thanked her with no comment of it's purpose. Misty just smiled like she knew more than she was telling. So Josie's and my life was perfect and in spite of our age we made passionate love at least three times a week. we enjoyed a lot of time at home my normal routine was to get up around 5am. I have never required much sleep 5 hours of so Josie needed 8. So while she slept I would drink a cup of coffee and look at my emails on my pad then read the news headlines then go to Fiction Mania and read any new stories in the "Fast Change, Magical or Sci-Fi" categories preferring the Heterosexual ones. My interest in TG was the only thing I keep secret from Josie. The deep seated practice of hiding it was something I would never shake. Even though, in this much more enlighten freer time I knew there were many like me. Heterosexual men that knew they were born in the right gender. But fantasized about what it would be like to be instantly changed into a woman. I have read Fiction Mania since the 90's and I always did it in my quite time in the morning. Right after our 12th anniversary we lost one of our long time neighbors that were older than us, because they moved to a retirement community. Josie and I worried what kind of people we would have as new neighbors. But our fears soon ended when we saw Misty our tea shop owner friend pulling in ahead of a moving van. We went immediately and asked her if she had gotten the house and she looked at us and said, "OH WOW! You two are my neighbors!." We all grinned and did a group hug. That night we shared the first of many dinners together after helping her move in. Josie gave her a couple of pieces that Josie and I had bought and refinished but really could not find a place for but they where just what Misty needed. Over the next nine years we became more a family than Josie had ever had before. We became so close that we changed our will from leaving everything to different charities to leaving it all to Misty. Misty cried when we gave her copy and said " I hope I never get it and you two live forever." Misty dated rarely but never seriously and we never questioned her about not having any long term relationship. We both knew no relationship was much better than a bad one. Misty did have a party 4 times a year that she never spoke to us about but we would see the cars parked in her drive. Misty not telling us did not bother us, she had a right to her privacy. But after a time I noticed the dates of the parties fell on the Equinoxes and Solstices. When I brought this up to Josie she thought the same thing. Misty was in some sort of alternative religion. I told Josie that I was going give Misty a Rose Quartz egg, if we are wrong she will think it is just a nice whatnot. But if we are right she will know the positive energy it emits. So if she knows she will fell free to open the door for further interesting discussions. We gave it to her and she knew and she said, " I thought so, but I wasn't sure. Your two are the best friends I ever had and I love you both dearly. So we talked spiritual things till late in the night. Misty really knew much more than we did and for some reason was still a little guarded. The three of us started eating dinner together and spending most our evenings talking, watching a movie, or even meditating together. We became a real family for ten years Josie and I had a daughter till Josie unexpectedly died. The doctor said it was a cerebral aneurism we three were all just laughing over something silly and Josie just fell face down. After the funeral Misty asked me how I was holding up. I told her, "I will miss my Josie but I have the gift of being a part of her life for over 30 years. With 22 years of perfect bliss with her as my constant companion. Not many ever had such a perfect gift and I know she is still somewhere waiting for me." Misty started crying and I comforted her by saying you shared that gift for sometime and she would not happy to see you hurting. We both will miss her physical presents but not her enduring love and care for us. I took Misty's hands and said, " Maybe it is a coping skill that I developed in my childhood but when I have terrible things happen to me I mainly think on the good things and know good things will happen to me again. Josie is the best thing that ever happened to me and a very good thing to you. Let's not insult or lessen the gift by being greedy in wanting more. She hugged my neck and said something very strange she said, "You're amazingly wise for someone so young." Over the next few weeks I got back in to my normal routine, I still missed Josie but I only had a peaceful happiness when I remembered her. Misty still had dinner with me almost every night which I enjoyed cooking. I worked in the yard and garden preparing for my normal vegetable garden and did my domestic duties. I also read a lot, and I was rereading Robert A. Heinlein's "I Will Fear No Evil" Then Misty dropped by returning from work to check in. She came in and hugged my neck and I laid down my old well read book. Misty looked at the book and picked up the book and looked it and said, "You do love Sci-fi and Fantasy books. I know Heinlein this one is about a old billionaire that has his brain placed in a young woman's body. Trying to hide my secret I told I like all his books but she countered and said to my chagrin that she saw me reading a Jack L. Chalker book last week and it has a similar theme. My dearest friend was just too smart and into fantasy and Sci-Fi as much as I was. I looked at and started to explain and she stopped me. She said, "I understand your fascination is not a new one there are even 5000 year old Egyptian, Greek, and Sumerian Myths about it. I am not surprised you have this interest many that are as spiritually gifted as you share this trait. So don't worry about it. Speaking about your spiritual traits, I am having my meeting tonight because it is the Spring Solstice is today. Will you come?" I was honored that she finally had invited me and I agreed. So I knew Misty would be fasting tonight so I ate alone and walked across the yard to her house. I saw there were already a lot of cars in her drive and I went in. Misty met me at the door and introduced me around and she gave me a cup of tea and I talked to a man and a woman that sat by me and felt myself getting sleepy Misty standing in the middle of the room and said, "I welcome ye Wizards to the celebration of light Tonight we have the honor of inducting a new Wizard to our....." That was the last thing I heard and I feel asleep. When I awoke I was in a strange darkened room with only one candle for light. I heard Misty say, "Just lay still and don't say anything just yet because I need to explain to what has happened and why, before you speak or move. You knew that I was spiritually gifted just as I knew you and our dear Josie was. But you are much more gifted than Josie or even I. I knew this since the first time you walked in my shop, your aura filled the place. Over the years as we became a family I wanted to tell you that I was a Wizard but we are forbidden from sharing that with non-wizards. I would have inducted you into the Wizards years ago. But Josie gift was strong but not strong enough and I knew you would not join without her. So I could only use my magic to keep you two healthy and slow the aging process. I was limited on how much I could slow aging because it could not look unnatural. I would regularly check your auras and correct any problems that was the reason you never even had a cold. But Josie's aneurism got by me because of its very nature. by the time I realized she did not just fainted her spirit was gone and I could do nothing. So with Josie leaving this plain I made arrangements for your induction into the Wizards. I need now to explain that Wizards can live many lives I personality have lived 41 lives. We make arrangements to make it appear that our old selves had died leaving a portion of our former wealth to the new us if there are kids but if no kids we take it all. Then we change into a new person with magical produced documents that are impossible to detect as fakes. We have unlimited choices of what our new person looks like. You will discover you will have some new likes and dislikes. But over all, once you settle in your new life you will find your still the same person in a new wrapper. We often flip genders and to answer the eternal question you psychologists' have, it is nature not nurture that decides your sexuality. So a Heterosexual will be remain that way with their desires matching the gender they adopt. So I thought since the person that inducts you gets to deicide what you first new life will be, I thought I would let you live your fantasy. You are Amy Hill, a very pretty, petite, blonde young woman. You have been asleep for six weeks while the changes took place. I will stay with you for two weeks aided by magic to teach you what you need to know about the new you. I will also teach you how to start using your gift and give you books to study. Then I will leave you for a few month but I will return. You may speak and move now. I felt like a character in a Fiction Mania story my when voice sounded foreign to me and I sat up and felt two things immediately. First I felt my new breasts move and that I had to pee real bad. I told Misty I had to pee and she informed me while I slept all my bodily function were stopped and she help me get up and walk to the bath room. I learned from Mist how to pee and that we were in Ashville, NC in my new townhouse condo. I looked in the mirror and after Misty making sure I was stable enough to move myself she left me shutting the door behind her saying," It is only normal you want to check out your new body.." I pulled my cotton gown over my head and looked at my new naked body. Unlike some of the FM stories I didn't get immediately turn on when I touched my breasts and new sex. I saw a brush and hand mirror on the sink vanity and I picked up the hand mirror and looked at all sides of me. I saw I had a thin but toned shape and I was a true blonde. I had very light haired V between my gapping thighs and a nice butt. I could see my vaginal fold at the top of my gapping thighs from the back. My skin was pale and I had a pretty face with full lips, small noise, and big blue green eyes. My very full blonde hair was straight and reached the top of my back after I brushed it out after putting my gown back on. For the next two weeks Misty, with magical help, taught me how to do al the woman things. During this time I had my first period and she said mine would always be very light and it was. Misty told me of my finances in our two weeks together. She had sold my house and practice and drew out my 401k. Bought my townhouse placed over 2 Million in my checking account. She also told me she bought me a business and will be ready for me to hold the grand opening before she left. The business she bought me bought me was a Crystal and Stone shop. that sold other things too like salt lamps, some good stock teas, and a small 5 pump pot tea bar with packaged gourmet snacks. After 12 days I was ready to go out into the world and I dressed, moved and behaved like a young woman. Misty cautioned me that I will discover what a healthy, very hot, 20 year old, heterosexual woman liked. She tried to share with not to be shocked if I like cute guys looking at me and I enjoyed flirting with them. She trying to enlighten me that my new sex, age, and appearance is a real game changer. But she stopped explaining and sighed and said, "You'll will just have to find out for yourself but you will still remain the same person. So I know you will end up alright. But to be on the safe side I magically tied your tubes and protected you STDs. In the maters of sex your role has changed. you will soon learn that most men think having sex with you is a prize and some men are very skilled in knowing just what to do to turn a women into putty in their hands. I asked her how did she know so much about my new gender would effect me and i found out Misty was born a man and had only been a women 7 of her lives. I was only 7 because as I knew she has a forceful personality that is better suited as a man. I thought about my personality then. Even with or because of my childhood my personality is not forceful I am more concerned with helping others other than getting my way. That is why I enjoyed the Mental Health Profession so much. That is why Josie was my perfect partner she did not have a problem disciplining our staff or collecting billing. Josie and Misty were a lot alike. Maybe that is why she treated Misty like the daughter she never had. My shop was wonderful and I enjoyed the atmosphere of downtown Ashville. I found out why Ashville is called the San Francisco of the East Coast. On my block there were several shops with Wiccan Symbols over their doors. There were Herb shops, Bakers Vegan restaurants and other very eclectic shops. My business was good but I was glad I still had time to chat with customers over a cup of tea and it with me missing Misty. I did not need the money but I was glad it was successful anyway. I like Misty told me I did like men looking me when they thought I wasn't looking. I got a real rush out being able to turn a big strong male into a jabbering idiot with just a smile. I finally got use to feeling like I was in a world of giants and having to use a stool to reach top shelves. Started buying more form fitting clothes, tighter jeans and the length of my skirts went up and my neck line went down. I dressed sexy but not trashy, Misty bought my first clothes and they were very conservative and really for an older women. She knew putting me in a short jean skirt with a scoped necked belly shirt immediately would have been uncomfortable for me. So the clothes she got me, Josie would have felt comfortable in. My breasts were only a B cup but on my small frame the still extended out farther than my chest giving the appearance of being much larger. Naked they were perfect little ski slops with my dark pink nipples pointing slightly to the sides. Before long I had a several men coming in just to talk Like cops, delivery guys even when they did not have a delivery for me and I had a lawyers that would come in and get a cup of tea and not drink it but put a 20 in my tip jar. There were a couple of real cute ones that I dated once or twice. But it would end with a them trying to turn a good night kiss into a good fuck and I would not go out with them anymore. I did like going out and being kissed though I never wanted to be just "a good piece of ass." I came very close one night it was with Jared, he is very good looking and very polite. He took me out a few times and each night I let him go a little farther. On night after our date we sat in his truck in front of my townhouse making out. He was very good at hitting the right spots at the right time. He had it made to kissing my neck he knew from past make-out sessions my neck was one of my spots. Then he did something new he nibble my ear lobe and I felt myself melt inside. Jared must have sensed he was getting to me because he turned me on his bench front seat. So I was laying in a way that gave him full access to me but the pleasure I felt kept me from realizing how venerable I was. Then he started softly rubbing my breasts. I moaned at the new pleasure and I did not notice his hand was under my top on my bra till he slid my bra up and freeing my breasts. I opened my eye realizing he was pulling my top up when his lips took my hard nipple in his mouth and licked me into pleasure that shut my eyes again and started me into a gasping moan. While he sent wave after wave through my breasts to my core, realized that I was feeling very warm in my lower torso then the warm pleasure turned in to a warm wet pleasure. But the warm wet pleasure became a warm wet empty felling that was wanting to be filled. I never noticed his hands going up my skirt until I felt him moving the crotch of my panties aside then I felt his finger slid in me I was totally in his control at that point. He could have and would have fucked my brains out and I wouldn't been able to stop him. But I was saved by a pair of head lights and he stopped afraid they were pulling in beside us. He stopped and whispered, "lets go in baby?." Coming to my self some I pulled down my bra and my top down and said, "No, not tonight." I went in and locked the door and leaned against it and thought, "I better not date him again because I don't love him but he knows what to do to make me want to fuck him." I did not date him again and he just moved on. I did continue dating and had make-out sessions but I never let it go as far as I did with Jared. One day this killer good looking man came in my shop and asked if I was Amy Hill. I told him I was and ask what he wanted. He told me he was Derik Stone and he was thinking of buying the building next to me and opening a Tea Shop. But he saw that I sold some tea and if it would upset me if he opened next to me. I thought I really lost money on tea and I was thinking of doing away with it. The only thing stopping me was having ad cup with some of my friendly customers. But if there would be a tea shop with a lot of teas right next door I would be very happy to stop selling it. so I told him I would love having a good tea shop next door and thought of Misty's shop and missed her. I wondered when she would return I wanted to tell her how well I was doing. Derik opened his shop very quickly and it took off because of his great teas and his special custom blends that were as good as Misty's. My shops business increased due to his customers coming in to check my store out. But like any specialty shop we had slow times during the week days. During one of these slow times Derik came over to offer to share a cup of one of his new blends and I accepted. We sat at one of his out front tables so we could see if a customer came in. We talked and laughed then I tried a new skill on him. I was learning how to see auras and I saw Derik's was large and bright. We enjoyed the time together we made it a habit of it. Soon in addition to enjoying a cup of tea with each other we started dating. He was different than any other man I dated, He treated me with an old fashion kind of respect. Derik opened doors for me and held my chair at restaurants And walk me to my door after the date. At first he would just give me a good night peck. But it progressed to a tender kiss to a short make out session that he would end with one last tender kiss. Our actions at the stores changed too, we started kissing each other good morning after we opened. One of us would bring lunch and we would eat it together when we would close for lunch. Lunch usually had a lot of kissing and holding each other for desert. So after a month of tea, dating and lunches we decided to commit to not dating anyone else. Shortly after that I invited Derik in after a date and we sat on the sofa and drank some wine and made out like crazy he got to third base and I was very willing for him to make it to home but he stopped short and kiss me good night and left. I was totally sexually frustrated and I had to masturbate twice to go to sleep. So the next day I planned to do my best to seduce Derik. So I set my trap I put candles on my coffee table and put glasses and a opener beside them. I then after work and before our date I went to a lingerie boutique near my shop and picked the sexiest black lace teddy set I could find. Then I bought at the neighboring wines shop two bottles of the wine Derik and I liked. So with my plan in place, when Derik got there I suggested we just order a pizza and stay in. When our pizza got there and we finished our meal I poured us a glass of wine. Setting them on the coffee table in front of the sofa I dimmed the lights and handed Derik the candle lighter and told him I would right back. I went up stairs to my bedroom and hurrying I stripped and took off my makeup and put on the sexy teddy. I stop then and thought if I go down stairs like this, it be would soon I'd have a man pumping his cock in and out of me. I thought, "Yes I am ready to be Derik's 'woman.' Wow I sure have changed..." I went downstairs and as I hoped Derik had lit the candles and had his back to me. I quietly circled the sofa and was standing in front of Derik and he just about choked when he saw me. He started to say and beautiful I looked when I put my finger on his lip and straddled his lap. I removed my finger and kissed him deeply. His hands came up my body under my teddy and lifted it and my arms and I raised my arms while we kissed and he removed my teddy top then his hand went from my mouth to my breasts. I pulled on his polo to feel his bare chest against me. I had a fleeting thought that Josie and I had very good sex but she never did that to me. Taking my cue he removed his shirt and went to kissing my breasts while I pulled his bare chest to me. then his hands went down to my but and he discovered that the sides of the teddy set panties were held on with Velcro. I hear the sound of him removing my panties then felt him throwing them to the side. Then I felt his hand rubbing my mound while his middle finger traced my vaginal lips. Then I felt his finger enter me. I understood then what Misty was trying to tell me. I may have decided to start this but I now no control of it. Derik was the one with the cock and I was the one that had the pussy. I was the small weak woman that my big strong man has pushed to the point of no return and I was great with that. I felt myself become dripping wet and Derik inserted his finger. He made me scream in his ear in the shear pleasure and he expertly rolled my clit. Then he stopped and with one arm around me he stood up and holding me with my legs wrapped around him His other hand came around me and like a doll he carried me up my stairs to the bedroom. He carried me to my bed and laid me down and he spread my legs wider holding my ankles and tilted me back slightly and mounted me. He fucked me very hard sending me through one orgasm after another till I heard him moan loudly and felt him fill me with his hot cum. Laying there in a smoldering pile of after glow he pulled out of me and laid there holding me close. He said, You surprised by being so aggressive in getting me in your bed. But that must had been you sensing me needing some sign to show me, you were ready to do this. After you got your point across you relaxed and let your true submissive nature take hold. You know as a woman your natural desire to help or please, makes you sexy as hell to me. I sat up looking at Derik with a look of shocked revelation on my face and he spoke and confirmed my revelation. Derik explained, "Yes I was Misty. I told you I am usually a man. I need to confess something, I Josie and my relationship grew quickly into a mother daughter relationship but ours was always just a best friends relationship. During the beginning of three way relationship I was a little jealous of Josie for having you. At first I wished I met you first to me your personality was a perfect match to mine. But later I felt bad about those feeling because if I met you first I would not have Josie. So when Josie unexpectedly died I came up with this plan. First I thought I would just have you inducted and I would select a new male life for you and a new female for me. But when I discovered your fantasy, I selected for your first new body my male self's ideal women. I have to say it came out better than I hoped, that body and you personality, DAMN!" I looked at him and digested what he just said, and I knew Misty truly loved Josie and William and Derik stone and Amy Hill are deeply in love. So it is for me the best possible outcome. I looked at Derik and said, "Thank you Derik and I love you." Derik then fucked my brains out doggy style while I screamed in the pillow and clenched the sheets. That was a year ago I am Amy Stone now with a baby on the way, we untied my tubes. We are very happy now and we took the wall out between our shops and business is great. Derik was right as a woman I am very submissive to him but that is just how I am. You can change the wrapper but not what is inside. (In a personal note, the details of the main character's early life is my true personal history. As a long time reader of and novice author for Fiction Mania I feel comfortable sharing my this. Being anonymous and learning from the received comments the kindness of the FM community, allowed me to share some details for the first time. I have no desire for sympathy and my present life is very good. But being in real life a retired Mental Health Therapist, I hope me sharing will help others understand they are not alone .)