Gurl Next Door by Madison McCall (e reader txt) 📕

in the pool with our arms wrapped around one another.  It was also clear that he was in the mood as well as I could feel his rock-hard manhood pressed up against me, telling me that he was ready to take me which led to my next dilemma.  Was I ready to have sex with a man?  I’d worried about letting him kiss me and that’d worked out well, and I had no regrets about that, but the next phase was a big, big deal, and made the kissing thing look like a drop in the bucket by comparison.

Pulling back from him I moved my arms and put them around his neck and said, “That was nice.”

Smiling at me he nodded and said, “Yeah, it was.”

“You’re a nice guy Cole.”

“Thanks,” he said, “I was just thinking the same about you.”

Laughing I asked, “Oh yeah?”

Nodding he said, “Yeah.”

Giving him a quick peck on the lips I asked, “So you think I’m a nice guy too?”

Chuckling he said, “No, the opposite, but more liked a nice wholesome girl,” pausing he continued, “There’s a phrase I’m trying to remember but can’t think of right now that describes you.  Hmmm. What is that phrase?”

“The girl next door?” I asked.

“That’s it!”

“I’ll take that as a compliment,” I said.

“And you should,” he replied.

As we stood there gazing at one another we ended up kissing again and I was extremely tempted to have sex with him, but the fear of the act, plus the fact that I was not on birth control kept me in check.

Breaking our kiss, I asked, “It’s kind of hot, think we should get out of the pool and get something to drink?”

Nodding he said, “That might not be a bad idea.”

Cole and I ended up heading to the kitchen where we sat down, had a refreshing beverage and chatted, and we truly had a great conversation.  He was not only attractive but also had a wonderful personality.

After changing I walked him to the front door where I opened it and said, “I had a great afternoon with you Cole.”

Nodding he said, “Me too.”

Standing there in awkward silence for a moment I said, “Maybe we could get together again if you’d like?”

With an ear to ear smile he said, “I’d really like that.”

Starting out the door he suddenly turned around, gave me one last kiss and walked down the steps, and I stood there watching him until he was out of sight.

Chapter 15

It was 3 p.m. on Saturday afternoon as mom and I pulled up in front of the residence of Dawn Mills in Center Point.  Getting out of the car we walked up the steps and rang the doorbell and waited.  Within a few seconds an attractive blonde woman of about forty answered the door and asked, “Hi, may I help you?”

“We bought the house you just sold in Four Points and were wondering if we could talk to you,” Mom said.

“Please, come in,” she said.

Following her into her living room she invited us to sit down on the couch and then asked, “Would you like something to drink?”

Shaking my head, I said, “No thank you but we appreciate it.”

Sitting down in a huge leather recliner she asked, “So, what can I tell you about the house?  Is there something wrong?  We thought we did a pretty good job of disclosing everything that might be wrong with the place.”

Shaking my head I said, “Nothing like that, I just want to asked you about something,” and I then reached into the tote bag I was carrying and pulled out the mysterious box that housed the necklace that transformed me into a girl.

As she saw me produce the box her eyes became wide and I could tell that I had definitely gotten her attention.

“Where did you find it?” she asked.

“I was putting up books and found it in a panel behind the bookcase.”

Nodding she said, “Which is exactly where I found it and also left it, when I tucked it away there twenty years ago.”

Pausing she looked at me and asked, “Have you tried it on?”

I nodded.

“Did you wear it to bed overnight by chance?”

“I did.”

“So did I one night twenty years ago.”

“Ms. Mills ….”

“Call me Dawn,” she said.

“Dawn, so you, like me woke up one morning to find that you had been turned ….”

Cutting me off she said, “Yes, I used to be a guy, until that morning I woke up and everything had changed.”

Leaning forward she asked, “How are you dealing with the change?”

“Pretty well all things considered.  It is a bit of a switch though.  You seemed to have dealt with it okay.”

Nodding she said, “I did not at first, but as time went on I accepted it, and eventually learned to love being a female, which was actually good for me.  My life as D-O-N, versus D-A-W-N, was a reckless one and it seemed like I always had run-ins with the law, was getting into trouble, and was a general hell raiser.  Plus, I drank heavily and would even use drugs from time to time.  After finding the necklace one night I put it on and then passed out, as I was pretty wasted that night, and when I woke up I was a girl, the one you see before you, only I was twenty years younger.  At first, I hated it, and could not believe that something so terrible had happened to me, but as time went on I settled down, and with the help of my mother learned how to live and act as a girl.  I tell you one thing it was probably a good thing because the path I was on as a man was a destructive one and if I hadn’t been changed I would probably have ended up dead or in prison.”

“And you’ve been happy being a female?” I asked.

Smiling she said, “Yes, and I’ve truly loved my life.  Within a year of the change I got married, ended up becoming a