Trans Universe

SEXUAL HARASSMENT

by

Monica F. Helms

            “I now pronounce you husband and wife,” announced the minister.  “You may kiss the bride.”

            Mathew Greenly lifted the veil from Heidi’s face and kissed his beautiful young wife.

            During the first few months of marriage, everything on the surface appeared all right.  But, Mathew harbored a well-hidden secret that gnawed at him from the day they started dating.  He knew, by the nature of his secret, he would have to tell Heidi eventually, or risk her finding out by accident.

            Mathew decided one evening to fix Heidi a romantic dinner to put her in a receptive mood.  To make everything perfect, he took a day off from work so he could clean the house and prepare the meal.  His efforts paid off when she walked through the door.

            “You’re such a thoughtful husband!” she cried.  Then, she hugged and kissed him.  “Why did you do all of this?”

            “To show you how much I love you.”

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FEMALE TROUBLE

       “I don’t care if you’re having problems at home!  I want you to make it to work on time, or you’re out of here!” hollered Alvin.  The woman sitting across from him shuttered.  “Now, send in Robert and get back to work!”
       Jumping to her feet, the woman rushed out of the cubicle.  A minute later, a man stepped in.
       “Sit, Bob.  So, you were a little late today, weren’t you?”  Alvin sounded less angry with Bob.
       “Yes, I’m sorry.  My alarm didn’t go off, so I over slept.  It won’t happen again.  Believe me.”
       “That’s okay.  It happens occasionally.  Just be a little more careful next time, all right?”
       “I will.  You can be sure of that.”
       “Okay, go back to work.”
       Robert stood up and walked out. (more…)

(Occasionally, I will post one of my short stories on this blog because, well . . . because I can.  Most of my short stories are Science Fiction, my true first love in writing.  It’s too bad that all of this political and transgender stuff shoves my other writing to the back burner.

This first story, “Nowhere, AZ,” is one of my favorites.  I had a lot of fun writing it.  It has a “Twilight Zone” feel to it, because I love the twist endings that the classic TV show had to their stories.  This has a bizarre scenario to the concept of “transitioning.”  I hope you like it.  – Monica –)

NOWHERE, AZ

       “Didn’t I tell you to fill up before we left Vegas?” scolded Babs, as she brushed her salon-colored, blonde hair out of her face.
       “Yeah, yeah, yeah!  You say a lot of things, most of which I ignore.”  Lance smiled.  “Besides, I can get another fifty miles when the gauge reaches ‘E’.  This is a ‘Beemer’, you know.”  He flashed Babs his pearly white teeth.
       “I don’t give a shit about your gas mileage.  I want you to stop at the next gas station so I can use the restroom and call Mummie.”
       “You do know the cellular won’t work out here.”
       “I know!  I’m going to use a pay phone.”
       “Whatever.  The last sign said that ‘Nowhere’ was three miles away.”
       “Where?”
       “Not ‘where’.  Nowhere.  Arizona.”
       “Oh great!  Now we’re going to be stuck out in the middle of nowhere.”
       “Or maybe, on the edge.”  Lance snickered.

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