Roni

A SISTERS LOVE

A SISTERS LOVE
By Roni

As I look out my kitchen window I see my two daughters playing in the back yard and it brought back memories of the times my sister and I would play. I remember the first time we played together; my sister is five years older than me so growing up she was always more of a caretaker to me than a sister. Because I was so much younger than her she would use me as a living doll and dress me up in her old clothes. Now this might not sound so unusual to what most sisters do except that I was a boy! Mom would look on and smile allowing her to dress me up; I didn’t mind either I liked wearing her clothes. As we got older the dress up play time got less and less but my desire to wear her clothes didn’t diminish. When I was fourteen she caught me in her room trying on her clothes; I had thought she was away at school but I misjudged the days and she was home for the summer. The look of fear on my face was evident but all she did was smile and then offer to help me out. I loved my sister; she was so open and understanding and never judged me for what I liked to do.

TO GOOD TO BE TRUE

TO GOOD TO BE TRUE
BY RONI

The year is 2240 and the world’s governments have crumbled throwing society back into the feudal days of Kings and Emperors. City states grew out of the rubble and they were fought for and fought over constantly. Technology had brought the world to this place in time and now it was being used to defend or attack the city states. Powerful force fields were erected around each city protecting it against attack and allowing its citizens to live in relative safety from attack. Every few months the city states would gather at a common area and battle it out for supremacy; they thought it was more civilized to send in a few gladiators to do battle than to risk most of the lives of their citizens in an all out battle. The gladiators that lost would then be given over to the winning city to be used as slaves or worse! Schools for gladiator training were all over the cities and every boy was encouraged to join one of these schools. Several girls protested that they were not allowed to join and they were told that they were the seed of the future and that they were not going to be risked being turned over to the other cities because of a lost battle. I was born into this society and was expected by my father to be a great gladiator hero like he was and like my brother. My mother thought otherwise and would try whatever she could to protect me and keep me from joining one of the gladiator schools.

FAMILY

FAMILY
BY RONI

The morning was dark and dismal; another rainy day, that would make ten in a row. I was not used to having so much rain. I had just moved to the West coast because my job brought me here; it was easy for me to move around because I have no family to speak of. I was an only child and my parents were killed in a car accident when I was eighteen so I was effectively alone. I didn’t know my grandparents on either side; dad had always told me that they were back in Eastern Europe somewhere but never got very specific. I guess I could have done some research to find out but frankly I didn’t care that much. I entered the military shortly after my parent’s death and did two tours in Iraq before I left the military to peruse other ventures.

CHOICES

CHOICES
BY RONI
There are times in your life that will define who and what you are; at those times what you do will determine how your future will unfold. Looking back on your life you can see just where those moments were and what you did to make you the person you are today. I was at such a moment not too long ago and looking back at my decision I don’t think I would have made it differently had I known how my life would have changed so drastically. Let me explain what I did to lead me to where I am now.

Two years ago I was faced with a decision; you see I have been a crossdresser all my life, as far back as I could remember I would always prefer to wear my sisters clothes rather than my own. To my benefit my mother knew and said nothing about it, she would allow me my dress up time with my sister and we would have fun. This continued right up till the day my sister went off to University and moved out of the house taking with her all her clothes. I was left with only a couple of pairs of panties and a bra; not much for a guy who loves to get fully dressed with makeup and all. I tried to cope with the loss of my dress up time but I got depressed and moody sulking around the house. Dad was unaware of my hobby of dressing for mom never told him so he was unaware as to why I was so depressed. Mom came to me one night and talked.

A Shift In Reality

A SHIFT IN REALITY
BY Roni

It was a Tuesday like any other day is sunny California, the Santa Anna winds were blowing and of course the fear of forest fires was high, I was stuck in traffic as I made my way to work. I had landed a fantastic job working with the Department of Defense as a data analyst, my hard work in school and my ability to learn languages paid off with this job. I tuned in my radio to the news station trying to see if they would tell us why the traffic was so backed up, at this rate it would take me two hours to get to work. The reporter was talking about some accident that had happened at the Malibu turn off as well as the usual road repair that was closing down the lanes. Traffic moves slow but steady so I managed to inch my way past the accident and though the lane closures. Finally the speed picked up and I was cruising nicely, I made my exit off the hi-way and headed towards Los Angeles. The office building was located in south LA which I thought was funny seeing that most of the illegal’s lived there.

For Love and Money

FOR LOVE AND MONEY
By Roni

I shot up in bed shaking from the cold sweat that was running down my head, I looked around but nothing looked familiar, except the room itself. I threw off the sheets and sat up in my bed letting my legs hand over the edge. As my feet hit the floor it didn’t feel right something was off but what? I got up and staggered to the bathroom, had I gotten drunk last night? I tried to remember what I had done yesterday but could not remember in fact I could not remember anything! I reached the bathroom and fumbled for the light switch finally finding it I turned on the light and walked in. I felt weak nauseous like I was going to throw up, I reached the toilet and lifted the lid and seat but nothing came out. I lowered the seat and yanked my underwear down and sat down. I peed and then wiped myself; something again didn’t feel right but what?

Second Chance at Life

SECOND CHANCE AT LIFE
By Roni

DISCLAIMER: This story is purely fictional and any resemblance to living or dead
people are purely coincidental.

CHAPTER 1

The alarm went off at 4:00am! God, another workday! I slowly rose from my bed and placed my feed on the floor, I hated working the day shift. I have to get up so early just to get to work on time; the traffic would be killer if I slept in. I stumbled to the bathroom and crawled into the shower, the water flowing over me felt so good. I slowly woke as I washed and was fully awake by the end of my shower. 45 minutes had passed and I needed to hurry if I was to get a coffee in and make my lunch before I had to leave to beat the traffic. The weather report said that it would be another snowy and cold day so I knew the roads would be terrible to drive on. I silently prayed that my old car would survive the winter and that I could save enough money to buy a new used car in the spring. I packed my lunch and prepared my clothes for work.