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As I look back over my life, I have loved many different women but of all I have to admit that my childhood sweetheart Becky will always be the one that shines the brightest in my heart. To understand why I must go back in time to my childhood so long ago and explain.

    At the tender age of eleven I was as innocent protected child. My Mother watched over me like a hawk. One day at school things changed though, as my innocence was soon lost. There were four guys at my elementary school that were typical bullies. They were constantly challenging each other and fighting with other guys. They lived for it. John was big for his age and was one of the bullies. I happened by while he was attacking a guy my size and two heads shorter than him. I was keeping my distance when I heard him say "Fuck you!!" "I am going to tear your head off, brat." He proceeded to bust the poor guy in the nose. The guy's nose bled badly as he ran off. John high fived a couple of his gang who followed him around to keep from becoming one of his victim's. I had a small hearing problem so I thought John had said "Thuck you."

    I felt so bad for the guy that got beat up. We all scattered knowing we could be next. Still I was confused, what did those words mean? I had never seen or heard those words before, thuck you??. Was it another language? All I knew was that they were cruel words meant to hurt. When he said it he held up his right middle finger. It was bazaar. The next day I was in line to get picked on but of course I had no idea.

    Mike another one of the hoodlums spotted me during recess. I saw him coming but I was not able to leave school till school was out. "Hey punk, come over here." he yelled. My knees started shaking. I tried not to show my fright and moved over by him. I was soon surrounded by his gang. I knew the only way to survive was to stand up to him but not say anything to challenge him into a fight. Mike reached over took the ball I was playing with and knocked it out of hand to provoke me. I took my eyes off him and bent over to get the ball when he shoved me on the ground and laughed.

    I looked at him. I held up my right middle finger and repeated the foreign language I had heard the day before thinking I was cool "Thuck you!!" he said with a smirk "What?" I repeated it expecting to be knocked unconscious "Thuck you!!" Mike and every guy there burst out laughing until they were all in tears. I was spared a beating because Mike truly thought I was retarded. "Lets go, this looser is a retardo."

    I was confused, what was so funny? I had to find out what the strange words meant. That evening I approached my Mother. Mom, what does "Thuck you mean?". She looked angry and knew I had a problem with my hearing. She said "Where did you hear that?" I said "At school yesterday." She said "Luke, I don't ever want to hear you say those vulgar words." "That's disgusting, you hear me!!" I looked at her confused, thinking it's worse than I imagined. I looked at her and pleaded, you have to tell me what it means or I will get beat up for sure by the guys at school. I told her what happened earlier in the day.

    She realized at that moment there was no way to protect my innocence without endangering me. She got a piece of paper and wrote the correct spelling. I realized I had misheard it. She then told me that it was a cruel vulgar sexual slang. While I waited she returned with a book explaining sexual intercourse. The book had pictures of both male and female organs. I was amazed to say the least. After I got general idea of what intercourse was. This allowed her then to explain what fucking meant. I knew then I was going to get picked on at school without mercy. What's this got to do with Becky? Well the fighting I endured the rest of school year was going to help Becky and me later. I was happy that summer when we moved to a new neighborhood.

    The first day we moved in I meet the love of my life. Becky lived next door. She saw us moving in and was first to welcome us to the neighborhood. She was twelve and due to neither of us having gone through puberty we were both equivalent in size and weight. She was the friendliest girl I would ever lay eyes on. The next day at the new school I made sure I stayed to myself not wanting any more trouble. I couldn't help but notice how popular Becky was though. She was friends with half the school. As I neared our street that day I heard a girl calling my name from twenty yards back. It was Becky. "Hey, wait up neighbor." I was thinking wow the most popular girl in school wants to walk with me!!. I waited and said "Hi, Becky."

    Everyday we would walk home together. We got to know each other inside out. I asked her one day "Why don't you walk home with your girlfriends from school?" she replied "Oh, they are not really as friendly as they act, they always get jealous." "I can't trust them, they gossip and tell lies." "They are always trying to hurt me or each other." Then she said "How come you don't hang with any of the guys at school, Luke?" I of course told her about how guys are always beating on smaller guys. I explained I didn't want to get beat up or be apart of watching someone else get hurt. We both realized we had something in common and became very close. We spent hours hanging together.

    I grew to love her deeply. To me she was a angel with wings. Compared to the cruelty I had seen in other children she was the kindest most warm hearted giving person I would ever meet. One day while we were hanging in her room, her parents being out, she modeled a new dress for me. She wanted my opinion. "What do you think?" I said "Wow, you look lovely." "That's really cute." I must of sounded a little effeminate because she looked funny at me. She said with complete innocence you know I think you should have been a girl. I was surprised but curious. "huh? she said "I'm serious, your so much like my girlfriends at school but without all the petty gossip and jealousy." I didn't know what to say but strangely felt she must be complimenting me. "Thanks, I guess."

    She said, "Let me try something." I was putty in her hands, there was nothing I wouldn't do for Becky. Her wish was my command. She motioned for me to sit at her vanity. I had long hair, same length as hers. She picked up a brush and after a minute swept my hair up in the back. She already had a ribbon in hand but was hiding it. A couple of seconds later I had a pony tail tied with a pink ribbon. I couldn't see it yet. She said "There, that's cute." I said what's cute!! Then she held up a mirror. To my shock I saw a pretty pony tail tied with a pink ribbon. I felt a shilling thrill that went from my toes to the back of my neck. "Ohhh" I said again sounding effeminate.

    "Do you like it?" I didn't know what to say. I knew I liked it but I wasn't sure why. I knew I liked the look on her face, so I said "yea." She said "I thought you would." We continued hanging but she changed the subject and she was the only one who could see the girlie pony tail I had. I must have looked like a girl with my small frame. Even our voices were both alto. Soon it was time for me to leave. I almost left before she caught me and untied my hair smiling ear to ear. I went home trying to make sense out of what had happened. I knew one thing I loved the sparkle in Becky's eye. It was just innocent fun, I thought.

    A couple days later Saturday rolled around and she invited me to spend the whole day with her. I ran next door. She told me her parents would not be back for hours. Again, she wanted to hang in her bedroom. We talked as usual then she said "I want to put your hair up again" with a girlie excitement and a sparkle in her eyes. "Oh, ok, if you want." A moment or two later my hair was in a pony tail again. Which was the way she always wore her hair. She said "I really like it". I should have known better than to let her. "Tell you what, I want to see what you would look like if you were a girl." Ochh. I said "I don't know about that Becky, what if someone sees us?" "Please!!, Please!!,Please!! just for fun, you would look sooo cute." I felt another shilling thrill, knowing I couldn't bare to disappoint her. Also feeling a strange but strong desire to find out what it felt like to wear girl's clothes. "Well, I guess it couldn't hurt." "As long as no one ever finds out."

    Up till this point it had been painless I couldn't see or feel the ribbon I was already wearing. I had butterflies in my stomach now. Like a astronaut blasting off to where I had never been before. "Take all those clothes off" she commanded. I got down to my shorts and stopped. I looked at her. She looked back and down then said "Well?" "Oh no you don't Becky." She said with a real sincere look you can't wear girls clothes with those on, then she held out some lace pink panties. "No one will see, silly." I slowly turned around putting her behind me and exchanged my shorts for lace panties. I immediately got a hard on.  Turning red faced I quickly tucked myself under before turning back around. I'm sure she loved my new look but kept quiet looking at me like it was perfectly normal.

    I had no visible hair on my legs, so, embarrassingly, It only took a few more pieces of girls cloths to transform me into her new girlfriend. She only had small budding breasts growing so she used training bras which she decided I should have on too. She put me in one and fastened it while adjusting the straps. It had a little built in padding. Next came a slip then finally my first dress. Her sliding closet doors were mirrored so no sooner than I pulled my dress up I had a full view. She zipped and buttoned me. I looked in amazement. It was scary how fast she had transformed me into a girl. I didn't look like those guys who always dress up for Halloween just for a laugh. I really looked like a girl. In quiet admiration I adored my reflection. I tingled all over.

    She said, "Wow, I knew it." "You, should have been a girl."Tell you what, lets see you in some other dresses before we pick one." I didn't care at this point I was in shock. Two or three dress changes later she had found a yellow flower dress that was frilly enough to make any girl blush wearing it. Now, at this point we were pretty much done because her mother only allowed her a little lipstick and eye shadow, nothing too bright. She sit me down and had me in make up moments later. She was bubbly and giggly telling me how cute I was. I felt butterflies thinking about how much she loved dolling me up.

    We left her bedroom and moved to the kitchen. I watched, while she fixed us lunch. About an hour later, I had forgotten what I was wearing. We were having a great time as usual. Her kitchen had a window and back door that allowed the sunshine in and we were relaxing and talking. Suddenly, we both heard the front door lock turning. Her room was near the front. There was no way to get there without being spotted. Becky said, "MY PARENTS!!!" "OH MY GOSH" My eyes must have glazed over at this point. I was paralyzed. "QUICK, RUN OUT BACK." I Bolted, I flung the back door open and was out. I herd Becky shut the door behind me.

    I ran to the alley, then woke up and realized I was outside in a dress and panties barefoot. My clothes were still inside. I lived next door but my parents were home and I couldn't get to my room upstairs without being seen. I felt naked. I was about to have a panic attack and pass out when I heard Becky coming from the side of her house. She had told her parents she was headed to a friends for the afternoon. She made a quick stop at her bedroom for a bag and stuffed my cloths in it. She added a coin purse and a extra pair of her shoes. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw she was caring a bag. Becky unzipped it but instead of handing me my pants she handed me the shoes.

    I said, "huh" She said, "You can't change here, silly." I slipped on the shoes in case we needed to run feeling generally like a fox with a  pack of dogs chasing. "That was a close one Becky!" She smiled admiring my feminine appearance. "I know" she said "There is a gas station two or three streets down" "You can change in the ladies restroom, its got a lock." I looked at her helplessly "Its too far" "We will pass a lot of people between here and there Becky!" "Oh, hush, you are really a cute girl." "no one will have a clue, I promise." "Two more things though you need to carry a purse and I can't keep calling you Luke." she reached back in the bag and pulled out a coin purse. "Here's your purse." she grinned "This one matches your dress." I said, "Oh Thanks!! She smiled "What name would you like, girlfriend?" "I know, how about Lacy, that's at pretty name." I rolled my eyes. "Whatever."

    We got about two blocks away from the gas station before I started to calm down again. She giggled "You walk like a gorilla." I looked at her puzzled. "Lacy, girls don't walk like that." "keep your elbows in and don't swing your arms." "take smaller steps and keep your knees turned in." She had me practice on the way and I started to get the hang of it. We could almost see the gas station when a car pulled up and honked. There were two guys in the car. Becky told me to wait and she bounced over to the car. My thoughts were that she intended to talk a minute and then say goodbye. After a little while she came back all smiles. "Lacy, come on, they want to give us a lift." I looked like a deer in the headlights. "Becky!!, are you loosing it?" "I'm wearing a dress" She smiled, "Dah, their going to give us a lift to the gas station."

    I thought about it, the station was just seconds away traveling in a car. She cooed "That's Bob and Steve, Steve is a hunk, please don't worry, nothing will happen, I promise. Things were going wrong in a hurry. My first mistake was that I thought Steve would be in the front with her. Later I realized she intended to give me the hunk!!! I staggered over to the car, the door was being held for me by my hunk Steve. Becky shook her head as I sweetly sit holding my dress under and turning my knees keeping them together. Bob held her door and after we were safely tucked away the two guys got in on the other side.

    I was looking out the window counting the seconds holding onto my purse. My eyes got as big as softballs when I saw the gas station come and go in flash. "Becky!! honey where are we goooing?" she turned and excitedly  said "Bob wants to go over to park and talk." "That's ok isn't it?" with a pleading look in her eye." "Then we will come back to the Station later." My eyes glazed over again and I heard myself say "Ok, sure." I was afraid to look at Steve. When we got to the park I saw Becky scoot over towards Bob a little which really aroused a jealous streak in me. I watched while Bob snicked his right hand around to her right shoulder.

    Next thing I knew my hunk Steve! moved a tad closer and I found his right hand on my left leg. I wanted to bolt but I so jealous about Bob I ignored Steve's hand. Steve edged a little closer while Bob tilted Becky's head and gave her a kiss. I was seeing stars. Steve then moved his right hand to my right shoulder and squeezed me. I was still in a death stare with jealousy welling up inside me when Steve leaned over and kissed me for about 5 seconds wright on my lips. My mind went into orbit realizing I just got kissed by another guy. At this point, Bob out did himself and started reaching his left hand up Becky's dress. She uncomfortably said out loud, "No, don't" My ears perked up.

    Bob, ignored her, and kept on. Becky excitedly said "NO". That was it for me. Steve was enjoying my left leg when I shook him off. I scooted up in my dress and took my purse in my right hand. A second later I whacked Bob  on the top of the head. In a little too butch of a voice I commanded "Get your hands off of Becky!!" I was a man on a mission at this point. No one was going to take advantage of my sweet Becky. I would have thrown myself in front of a train if it meant saving her. He let go of her and looked at me like I was dead meat. Becky, managed to get her door open and bolted. I followed. Bob and Steve got out and started toward us. I got between Becky and Bob.

    He said, "You better get out of the way, bitch." I stood my ground. I flashed back to all the fights I endured at my last school. I lost a few fights before I learned enough to defend myself. I really didn't have a choice then. Bob started towards me. I was ready. I didn't care what happened to me, I loved Becky too much. I had learned the hard way there were no fair fights. Bob made a move and I kicked him wright in the gonads. He bent over just in time for me to give him a knee to the chin. I gave him another whack in the head with my coin purse and he hit the ground. Becky stood there with her mouth hanging open. Steve backed off, and offered us a ride back to the gas station. The keys were still in the car. He said he would come back after Bob later.

    Becky and me piled into the back seat while Steve drove. She began to sob while I put my arm around her and held her till we got to the gas station. Steve asked nicely "Can I see you again Lacy?" I looked at Becky and rolled my eyes. I said "maybe" trying to let him down easy. Becky waited while I changed. We put everything in the bag. Becky had a whole new look in her eye. "Luke, I am soo sorry." "I have been a big fool." "I see you, now." "I see how much you love me" "Will you have me for your girlfriend?" "Do you have to ask?" I leaned over and gave her a long romantic kiss. Then I said "Oh, we're forgetting something, what about Lacy?" She smiled, I want to spend time with her too. We both laughed. We walked home holding hands.

    Sadly as we grew up, we grew apart. I spent a lot of time finding my feminine side but I didn't mind. She was worth every minute. I often wonder where she is and hope She is happy.

A Bright and Shinning Star!!