This is a sample of my 1st published novel, link at end of this blog.
By Melissa Seymour
© Copyright 2020.
Distributed by Seymour Publishing Group.
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I have dedicated this part to every Transgender/Transsexual who has lost their lives prematurely, either at the hands of others, or themselves because the stress got too much.
Chapter 1.6: Back to Being a Boy for Mel’s father
Chapter 1.8: The Big Date and Assault
Chapter 1.9: Recovery and Tragedy
Chapter 1.10: Australia in the 1950’s-1970’s
This story is fiction, I was inspired to write it during my association with another TransGurl who has no idea about it, to my current knowledge. Two (Unique) Gurls tells the story of our association.
I have included some mistakes throughout this story, please check out the Epilogue for more information. There is a reward to the first person who finds them all.
I have written this from my point of view, and it is how I wish my life had been, especially had I had the balls (yes, pun intended) to stand up to my father when I was 9 years young.
This story is about a pre-teen boy’s journey to gurlhood and the groovy friends that she meets along the way, but also the nasty people too, and there are several violent acts.
This is also part one of the series, and until part 11, will not have much in the way of any physical acts, as our heroine, Mel, will not turn 18 until part 10 or 11.
This story starts in 1974 Suburban Australia, it was not a safe place then for those who were perceived as “Different.” I know because I was bullied, tormented, and humiliated because others perceived me to be “Different.” Please go and read my true story “Mark’s (Pathetic) Existence, but again, I have not included everything because it was either still too raw for me or upsetting to include. I have revealed many things that I have never told anyone before, either because I forgot about them, or I didn’t want anyone to know. Those who know me, or think they do, will get a shock, and realise why I am the way I am, or have been.
In this novel M J t G 1, I allow you, dear reader, to use your imagination, by stopping sections as they get “interesting”. I also end each part on a Cliff-Hanger, to encourage you to buy the next part.
Chapter 1.10 has facts about what it was like living in Australia in the 1970’s, in some ways it was better, others not.
Please be advised that as this is a continuing series, each chapter will start with the part number followed by the chapter number and title, i.e. 1.1 The Start.
I hope you enjoy reading this, I have included my email address at the end for you to contact me, my advice would be to do so, as you will be included on my database, with your permission, and be the amongst the first to know when my next instalment is due out, and to be kept updated about various other things too.
I apologise if I am too detailed with scenes as I like to give my readers something to picture whilst reading, it also alleviates any misconceptions about future scenes too.
Whilst writing, I have imagined each scene from when I was that age, and every character is based on people from then too, but please be advised that I have not used real names, they are just people from my past who most I have no idea where they are today.
This is written with how I talk, and Australian talk, spelling, and references from the 1950’s to 1970’s.
I do mention a couple of tragic events, but only minor, due to respect for those who experienced them unless I have been given permission to do so. The only real name used is mine, and a close friend who has given me permission to use it, however, any resemblance towards anybody else is purely coincidental.
There is a Taboo subject that even today is still frowned upon that I do touch on in most parts, I have experienced this in my real life.
To Claire Baire’s totally awesome siblings who have recently reconnected with me, Thank You for allowing me back into your lives, I’m looking forward to reconnecting with you all. JH & GH.
Thank You to TMcD for suggesting the new title.
Please be advised that our main person’s male name is Melvin, and female is Melissa or Mel for short. I hope that alleviates any confusions.
Now Let’s Begin:
Melvin was born a boy in May 1965 to two genuinely nice parents. Melvin does not remember much of his first few years. Melvin also have a sister, who is 3 years older, her name is Skye. Their parents were told they were having another girl, which is why he was called Melvin, they did have Melissa chosen.
A little about their parents and sister.
Melvin’s Father’s name was John, he was born in Australia, he was 35 at the time, he had two brothers and a sister, he worked as a Security Guard, on rotating shifts, which meant he sometimes slept during the day or until mid-morning, he told Melvin that when he first met his Mother, he knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.
He was a beer drinker, and smoker, something he got from being in the Army some years before he met Melvin’s Mum, loved his Police Television Shows, kept the lawns mown and did a lot of the gardening, he also kept their vehicle exceptionally clean, both inside and out.
His Father was from a Danish background, Mother was born in the United States, however her family moved to Australia when she was incredibly young, Melvin doesn’t know anything about either family that far back, those records got destroyed some years before Melvin was born. He was 5’ 10” tall, gorgeous brown hair, green eyes, mid tan complexion, very masculine, he was a comfort to be around, they all felt safe.
Melvin’s Mothers’ name was Doris, she was born in Australia, she was 32, she had two sisters and one brother, she was closer to her sister-in-law than her sisters, they all had children. Melvin’s parents met on a blind date, his mother was working as a Nurse, she had moved from her hometown to take up a position, her roommate was dating a friend of Mel’s father’s and they decided to set them both up together.
Melvin’s Mum’s familia were typical country folk, her parents raised her on their farm, until her father was fatally injured in a farm accident. Melvin’s grandmother then sold the farm and moved the entire familia back into town where they settled in. Melvin’s Uncle was the oldest and got married to his high school sweetheart when she turned 21, followed by her sisters, then Melvin’s parents in 1961.
Melvin’s Mum told him later that when she first met him, she didn’t like him, she thought he was very arrogant, rude, selfish, and self-centred, but Melvin’s Mel’s father did pursue her, and she eventually fell in love with him, they married 6 months later. She was 5’0” tall, had jet black hair, hazel eyes, fair complexion, she was a groovy cook, and in Melvin’s words “The best mum.” He loved her awesome Yorkshire Puddings.
Skye was 12, nearly 13, at the time she was 5’0”, but still growing, she had brown hair like their father, loved Make-Up, latest Fashion, latest Music, being very girly, she also loved her romantic novels and her friends, she also really loved her brother, he found out how much sometime later.
Melvin was 9 at the time, he was just a kid and looked up to my parents and Skye, loved playing with his toys, he mainly had vehicles and soldiers, although for a few months beforehand, he had started to gravitate towards Skye’s dolls, but he didn’t know why at the time.
The only friends he had were Skye, and their two next door neighbours, Angie, and Dani. You will meet them very soon.
I would like to thank the following people:
Claire Baire (Not Her Real Name), for being my first and so far, only, True Love, and I want this on the Record to say that I Truly Regret Not Following My Heart and trying to contact you, I wish that I could go back and find you. I hope you can Forgive Me. I stupidly listened to others.
I detail my relationship with Claire Baire, well as much as I am prepared to reveal, in ‘Mark’s (Pathetic) Existence.
My best friends of over 30 years, A and K, Thank You for being there for me during my good and bad times, I know that I didn’t always say it, but I really did and still do appreciate you so much, Again Thank You. I Will Always Love You Both.
Thank You to the Totally Scrumptious and Awesome K S (CKM), you have been such a support over the past few months, without you, I don’t know where I would be. Please Rest In Peace, Miss You So Much.
To the Amazing T H, You have been such an awesome support and shoulder to lean on, Thank You.
To the awesome A K in Tassie, You were one of the first to Support me, Thank You
Thank You to the following: LA, AR, NK, LMS, MS, RK snr, SA, MI, LV, RV.
Finally, and Least of All, Thank You to “Chris, (JTL)” I will always be incredibly grateful to you.
Please be advised that I have changed many names and locations, the only real names are mine and a friend who has allowed me to use it. Any Similarities to those living or deceased, or real locations unless stated, are purely coincidental. I do use some real locations, only because at the time, I did like those areas and felt appropriate in mentioning them.
This story starts in August 1974, Suburban Australia. It is late Winter; at the time Melvin is 9 years old. Melvin’s family had just finished eating Tea when their parents asked Skye and Melvin to stay at the table as they needed to tell them something. Melvin’s sister and mother cleared the dishes away. They came back a few minutes later, Mel’s father said, “We have something to tell you both.” Mum said, “We are going to build another room on the back of the house, that one of you is going to use,” Melvin asked, “Why?”
They both said, “It’s because Skye is now going into puberty and needs her own room,” Melvin said, “But we both have fun sharing,” they said, “A girl needs her privacy.” Melvin said, “No I don’t want to,” ran crying into their room, yelling “I wish I were a girl.” Melvin slammed the door as he ran in and jumped onto his bed crying.
Several minutes later, Skye came in and grabbed some tissues to wipe away his tears. She said, “Did you mean what you said?” Melvin said, “What do you mean?” She said, “You wished you were a girl,” Melvin said, “Yes, if it means sharing with you.” She said “Ok, I have an idea but stay here for a minute, but get undressed,” she went into our bathroom and started running a bath.
Melvin got undressed and waited for her to come back, after a few minutes she did, she said, “Ok come with me,” they walked into the bathroom, she said, “Ok can you get into the bath and lie down as far as your chin? I will be back soon.” Melvin laid down in the bath, it smelt really nice, very feminine, several minutes later, Skye came back in naked and got into the bath behind him, she said, “I’m going to clean you all over, and then you will clean me.”
Melvin felt groovy as she was cleaning him with the washcloth, after a while they swapped places, she said, “Ok now you clean me, but please be careful of my breasts as they are very sensitive,” Melvin asked, “Oh ok why’s that? “She said, “Because they are growing. “
Melvin washed her all over, after they were finished, they both got out and dried themselves, she washed his face and applied moisturizer to it, she did the same to herself, Melvin said, “What’s that for?” She said, “It’s how us girls look nice and smooth, I will teach you how to be a girl in no time,” she rubbed baby powder on his body, and told him to do the same with her, we hung up our towels and walked into their bedroom.
When they got in there, Melvin saw that there was a nightie and panties laid out. Melvin asked, “What’s going on?” Skye said, “Well, you said, you wished you were a girl, this is the start. I am your big sister and I will help you.” She helped him put the panties on, they felt so groovy, so nice and soft, she put the nightie on him, again it felt groovy, she got dressed and said wait here, which he did, he looked in their full-length mirror, he couldn’t believe how feminine he looked, he knew it felt right. Melvin decided that he should think of more suitable name, and without thinking, thought of Melissa, from heron in, Melvin will now be called Melissa or Mel, unless otherwise noted.
Skye didn’t know that she had been wearing her clothes for the last few months. She went into the lounge room to talk to our parents. Mel couldn’t stop looking in the mirror, the girl looking back at her looked familiar, but strange though, she started crying as she realised the girl in the mirror was her and knew that she was a girl. Skye came back in and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Melissa just hugged her and said, “Thank You, I am so happy as I know I am a girl now,” she said, “Ok let’s go,” Melissa said, “Where,” she said, “To say goodnight to mum and dad,” Melissa said, “I can’t not like this.” Skye said, “Its ok I’ve told them I have a surprise for them.” Melissa said, “Ok, by the way, I’ve decided on Melissa or Mel, ok.” Skye said, “Groovy lives think the same, that’s the name I was going to suggest.”
They went into the lounge room, Skye said “Ok,” they both had their eyes covered, when they uncovered their eyes they were both amazed, mum was smiling, but Mel’s father had tears in his eyes, Skye went over to him and said, “Its ok dad, we are just seeing what we can do about us sharing, but if you don’t like it, she can remain a boy,” Mel was with her mum, she gave Mel a huge big kiss and cuddle, she said “You look groovy.” Skye asked, “What are we going to do?” Their Mum parents said, “Well it’s up to Mel,” Mel asked, “Can I be a girl at night and on weekends, and decide soon? “
Their parents said, “Ok, but can we think about it please? For now, you can stay as you are, we will talk about it in the morning,” they both said, “Ok groovy,” Skye said, “Can we go to our room now as I want to get to know my new sister?” They said, “Yes, Goodnight girls,” Mel started crying, Skye said, “What’s up?” Mel said, “I got called a girl,” she said, “Of course because you are dressed like one, and you are a girl as well.”
Mel said, “Yes true, but it felt groovy,” she said, “Well let’s hope you hear that for the rest of your life,” Mel said, “Yes me too,” they got into Mel’s bed and started talking, she said, “How do you feel?” Mel said, “I feel so happy, I hope mum and daddy let me dress like this when I’m at home.” Skye said, “Yes me too, but let’s hope it will be full time soon,” Mel said “Yes, I would love that.”
Skye then dropped the bombshell on me saying, “I have known about your cross dressing for a while now.” Mel said, “How did you know, as I only wore her worn and soiled clothes.” She said, “I set you up by checking my clothes after you had worn them, and I could smell you on them,” Mel said, “Ok, so you have set this up,” she said “Yes, but I didn’t think mum and dad would want to build the extra room so fast though, I took advantage of you saying you wished you were a girl.” Mel said “Ok, so what do we do now?” She said, “I will train you to be a girl,” Mel said, “Ok groovy.” She said, “Can you could sleep with me tonight please?” Mel said “Yes,” she climbed into Mel’s bed and they chatted for a while, before they both kissed and said “Goodnight, sis.”
The next morning, their mum came into their room, and said, “Come on girls, its 7am, time to wake up, that’s sweet you both slept together,” she started crying, they asked “What’s wrong?” She said, “Nothing, I’m simply happy I’ve now got the two girls I wanted, now go have your showers, us girls are going out shopping today,” Mel said, “Me too.” She said, “Yes, as we are going to buy you new clothes.” Mel started crying, both their mum and Skye asked, “What’s wrong?” Mel said, “Nothing, I’m just so happy I’m a girl, but what about daddy?”