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By Abigail Genevieve · Posted
Finally some officers came out of the third chopper, led by a fellow who swaggered as he walked. "Captain Pomposity" Taylor muttered to herself, and took an instant dislike of him. He and his officers, accompanied by a few enlisted, came up to Bob and Taylor. "I advise you to step away from the building. Step away NOW." With the Cobras overhead and all the weapons everywhere, they complied. "Bob," said Captain Pomposity. "Colonel," said Bob. "You two know each other?" "We work together," the colonel said,"now and again. I have been meaning to come out and look at this place for a long time." He frowned at the klaxon, took out a phone and punched a few buttons. The klaxon stopped. He walked over to the door, poked his head inside for a moment, and then shut it. He made sure it was locked. "Don't do that again without proper authorization." "I thought that was expired." "Oh, no. No. In fact, there is talk of starting it up again. But we have not been introduced. I am Colonel Mayberry. Bob, you sure know how to pick them? What is the name of this little bunny?" "That is the wrong way to -" But by then Taylor had demonstrated a perfect right lunge punch. Bob admired the form and that she had not telegraphed it. She followed it up with a right hook, got inside his guard, tripped him and was sitting on his chest, knees pinning his arms, flailing away and yelling "Apologize!" She was not very strong, but she didn't need to be. It took three men to pull her off. "Taylor, it's all right." She was breathing hard. Her arms were held on either side. "He needs to apologize." "I have twenty men here in fit condition, well armed and combat ready, and three Apache helicopters overhead. And you attack me." "Apologize." If Taylor could have broken free she would have been on him again. "We could use people like you in the Army. That was good. Wow. I boxed at West Point. Wow. You got the drop on me. Okay, I apologize." Taylor relaxed. They let go of her and she went over and meekly put her arm through Bob's elbow, the dainty little meek thing that she was. Purely harmless and ornamental. That was Taylor. Demure. The Colonel had broken glasses, a split lip and his nose was bleeding. "I am Taylor, Bob's FIANCEE", she said, looking at Bob. He knew she was not going to let this go. "I am Colonel Mayberry. It is a, a pleasure to meet you." He was still holding a handkerchief and blood was dripping to the ground. "Colonel, I represent the company that owns this property. I think I have a right to know what is going on." "You have not been read in. And this is actually Navy, not Army. He turned to Bob. "Bob, I know people over there. This is all I can do. You should get a call or something in a few days, and they you can tell her what is going on." "Sounds good." With a few parting words and so forth, and cautious looks at Taylor, they were gone. "Bob, what is going on?" "I can't tell you. It's classified. And we have more important things to do today." "You have to buy me a ring, among other things." "i am not going to argue with you. Where did you learn to fight like that?" "Roosevelt Grade School. When you are sissy you get in a lot of fights. Dad thought it would toughen me up." "Remind me not to argue with you." "Oh, I will." -
By Abigail Genevieve · Posted
"Let's go," he said. They were both in denim and boots. She wanted to go out to the plant and look at one of the buildings, different from all the others, with A659 stenciled on the side. It was heavily locked but had keys. Staff had told her there was something strange about it. He drove his Wrangler. "I was going to ask you about what the doctor said, but the walls have ears." "I know. They shamelessly listen to everything and it is all over town. They can't help it, the dears, we are strangers in town and they are thirsty for novelty." "They call you the Tornado." She laughed. He did. She was a skinny little thing, meek and mild. "They call you the Greek god. Not far off." "Heh." "Doc took me off hormones to run tests and get a clear idea of what is going on. I am kind of scared I will grow a beard and get a deep voice and you will never want to marry me." "Don't worry about it. Before hormones you looked like a preadolescent girl. Nothing to worry about." "So if I turn into Sasquatch you would still marry me?" "Yes." "Will you marry me?" "Yes." "We are engaged! Hah! I've been waiting since high school for this." "We are not. The guy pops the question. And there is a ring involved." She pulled the band out of her hair and stuck it on his right wrist as he drove. "There." "That's not a proper engagement." "Is." "Is not." "Then do better. Find a ring and a decent spot and do it. You have until sundown. Taylor's rules." "I don't know where a jewelry store is." "Let me handle it." She speed dialed. "Hey, John? Yeah, this is Taylor from Millivlle. You remember me? Great. My FIANCE and I will be by later today to pick up the ring I ordered." She turned to him. "YOU find a location. They close at five." You better have a good speech. Remember, I do presentations for a living." They drove for a minute. "Aren't you going to kiss me?" That took a few minutes. The guard unlocked the gate. She was surprised to see he knew where to go. Now they parked the Wrangler near A659. He got out and sent a text. She didn't catch the name. "Don't shoot"? "Yeah. I think you are going to meet some of the people I work with today. Some of them are rather excitable." "Later, I guess." "Sooner or later." "This is a huge parking lot." "I guess they used to have a lot of workers here." "You know all about it." She looked at the sign next to the entrance door. "DO NOT ENTER WITHOUT PROPER AUTHORIZATION. TRESPASSERS ARE SERVED NOTICE THEY WILL BE PROSECUTED UNDER THE US MILITARY CODE IF THEY PROCEED PAST THIS POINT." It was faded. There was a number to call. Taylor looked at the wall, windowless for the first twenty feet off the ground, intact glass above it. There were railroad tracks and a crane on one side and she had seen steel doors there. "This hasn't been used in decades. Whatever classification it ever had has surely expired. And my company owns it." "You go ahead and unlock it." She looked at him. "You know a lot more about this than you are telling." "I do." "Is this the real reason you are working remote in Millville?" "It's the reason they let me move here. I found it when I was looking to do exactly that." "What's in there?" "I am sure my friends will tell you." "Are they in there?" Bizarre. "No." "You are enjoying this." "Unlock it. But don't go in." She did, and a klaxon went off. She looked around. "I don't see anyone." "Just wait." Five minutes later a jet streaked across the sky. "Was that it?" He shook his head. Fifteen minutes after that was the faint thump-thump of helicopters. Soon three Apache helicopters appeared overhead, circling. She saw guns and missile tubes. "Your friends?" "Some of them. Just wait." Three big Chinook helicopters arrived, circled the building and then set down, together, at the same time, in a triangle on the parking lot. The klaxon was still going off. Troops piled out: Army soldiers in combat gear clutching rifles. Someone bellowed "Secure the perimeter! Move! Move! Move!" And the troops did, some around the choppers, and the rest around A659. -
By Mmindy · Posted
I'm with you on the Facebook avatars. My sisters asked me about mine -
By MaeBe · Posted
All these beautiful people in my biography, I feel so blessed! No fallout from the Facebook avatar thing, yet. I instantly deleted it, but I really do like the avatar I created. I'll have to recreate it when I'm more out to friends and family. I guess they weren't dancing, one was blowing a birthday horn and mine was "like, omg, so surprised!" -
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By Ivy · Posted
This is what I'm seeing too. I hate it but it is the current reality. I expect more trouble in the future since "they now have the perfect excuse to let go the brakes." Kinda funny how quickly things turned against us. I don't think we can really count on the Democrats either. -
By Betty K · Posted
I'm sorry, I don't want to be overly pessimistic, but I think to an extent the truth is irrelevant here. There is an absolute torrent of transphobes-were-right-all-along stories emerging in the wake of the Cass Review, not to mention the WPATH Files. These are coming not only from the usual anti-trans suspects, but from reputable newspapers like the Washington Post and the New York Times. (David Brooks in the Times: "Hilary Cass is the kind of hero the world needs today.") And while I'm aware that both those outlets have been leaning anti-trans for a while, they now have the perfect excuse to let go the brakes. Ultimately, all that's needed for governments to ban these treatments is enough public support, and I suspect that support may be rapidly growing. Since I work with trans kids, cis folks often bring up the topic with me when they have "concerns", and I have been amazed at the number of otherwise reasonable people who have latched on to classic anti-trans tropes like social contagion or the idea that trauma causes transness. Whereas in the past they were generally convinced quite easily by my obviously superior knowledge, I'm expecting the task of convincing them to get harder starting as of now. -
By April Marie · Posted
In those dimensions, not even Sophia Loren could hold a candle to me. A Goddess....in my own mind. lol -
By Sally Stone · Posted
So, just imagine how spectacularly beautiful you'd be in four-dimensions April. -
By Ivy · Posted
That does sound hard to keep up with. I use patches, changed twice a week. But I have to have my phone set to remind me. I just don't think about it. -
By April Marie · Posted
Oh, I am drop-dead gorgeous in a totally different dimension @Sally Stone! :-) -
By Sally Stone · Posted
Ladies, each of your comments makes me realize my decision to share my journey was a good one. Before committing, I worried that my storyline wouldn't be of interest to anyone. I'm so glad I'm striking a chord with many of you. -
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By LC · Posted
I am sorry to hear that. It just means something better is in your future! -
By Sally Stone · Posted
How we look in photographs isn't really anything we can control. I've actually searched for answers and there are lots of good explanations out there like this one: https://www.foxbackdrop.com/blogs/news/beautiful-photogenic-reasons-tricks-foxbackdrop#:~:text=Based on the light-creation,angular faces are usually photogenic. The simplest explanation is a picture captures our image two-dimensionally when in real-life, we are seen three-dimensionally. A person can be beautiful or handsome in real life but the two-dimensional image can be way different. So, for those of us that don't think we look good in a picture, fear not. We are much better looking in three-dimensions.
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