Thomas drags me over to the football field and stops. Looking at me, he begins to reiterate his questions. And all I can do is stand there and at first shrug and then after a bit I see this won't do, so I begin to fill him in.
I start with the time we found the amulet and how I took it home. It gets really confusing there, because I explain that it was broken by someone, but I can't remember who broke it. I explain how I touched the amulet and how everything just sort of slipped away. Next I start to explain the mind slips and how I sometimes find myself wanting to act like a girl, be dressed like one or something along those lines.
I end my tale with me getting off the bus and being cornered by Thomas. I'm a bit muddled because there is suppose to be someone else that I should remember, but I can't put my finger on who.
"So all this started when we found the amulet?" Thomas asked with an incredulous look on his face.
I nod, my mind playing tug a war between two things. One side said that I was a three year old girl, while another part said I was a fifteen year old girl. This confuses me because for some reason I found Thomas to be real cute. And then my mind took a real odd slip.
I could hear Thomas trying to digest all this, muttering about it all, especially the part were I told him I had no penis or testicles any more, when without thinking about it, I leaned over and kissed him.
For his part he was at first shocked and then we sort of melted together. I could feel his hand massaging the area were I would have breasts and then it began to slip down over my abdomen, down my leg and up my dress.
Something inside my head screamed, "Stop! You're a boy, not a girl!"
But all this was pushed aside as a moan of pleasure escaped past my lips. As Thomas began to slowly massage the area between my legs, I pressed my body harder against him. As we continued to kiss each other, the bell for the first class rang and I pushed away from him.
"What?" he asked.
"We have class and this isn't exactly a nice spot to explore each other," I explained.
A hurt expression spread across Thomas face. Seeing this, I added, "Maybe we could pick-up where we left off later. Like, say, after school, your place."
Thomas leaned in and I could smell the masculine odor of his body. I gently pushed him back and instead he nodded. Kissing me, he said, "I'll see you after school, Ashley." and then he was gone, heading for his class.
I slowly began to make my way to my class and just as I reached it, it dawned on me that Thomas didn't call me Marcus. He had called me Ashley.
Bothered by this, I sat down and when the home room teacher took roll call, I answered automatically when she called out, "Marcus Ericson."
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Though people still called me Marcus, I'm still treated like a girl and it was only Thomas and the school Photographer who call me Ashley. I only see Thomas one more time during the day and that was at lunch. After school, I was picked up by Samantha and taken home.
In a business sort of voice, she told me, "You can play for a half hour and then you must take your nap young lady."
I nod and head for my room. Greeted by the theme of Princess and Disney, now mixed in with Angelina Ballerina and Hello Kitty in small degrees, I pull off my dress and tights.
Depositing them in the closet, I pull on a white, long sleeve shirt with Ariel on the front and opening the dresser, I choose to wear a pair of pants that have no zipper of buttons on the front; all that's in the front is two pockets and those are placed over my right and left thigh.
Next I use the bathroom and returning to my bedroom, I suddenly feel really tired. Inserting my thumb into my mouth, I pick up two dolls and climb into bed.
Within moments I'm asleep and I won't wake up for the next hour and a half when mommy gets home.