Chyna Doll by Mickie B. Ashling

Author:Mickie B. Ashling [Ashling, Mickie B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2015-02-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

THE NEXT day at lunch, Chyna texted Dan to ask for a couple of possible dates so her mother could arrange for a day off. Lisa couldn’t have picked a worse time to get a job, but if they could work around the change in family dynamics, the pros might outweigh the cons. Having the house to herself a few days a week would be a welcome break. Her mother usually meant well, but her relentless supervision and negative comments were getting on Chyna’s nerves. There was no need to remind her of the dangers she faced if exposed. No one was more aware of her condition, but if she gave in to her fear, high school would be over before she got to experience anything.

Going to the dance with Luca was risky; she knew that. Their evening together might be the start of something meaningful, or it could end up a big fat zero. If he was just being kind, taking pity on her in a brotherly fashion, nothing much would happen. But if he was attracted—and she had a feeling he was—then maybe he’d give in to his feelings and kiss her good night, a meaningful kiss that could only come from someone she cared for.

Just thinking about it gave her that queer feeling again. It was an ache deep down in her groin, and she didn’t know what to do about it. Chyna had heard the girls tease each other about masturbation on many occasions, but she’d never attempted it. Would she have been less hesitant to touch herself down there if she had female anatomy? Stroking the thing between her legs and getting pleasure out of it would be surrendering to her male gender. If she ignored it, she could continue to delude herself into believing she was one hundred percent female. And on the heels of that stupid notion came an immediate rebuttal: how on earth would she ever know who or what she was if she didn’t experiment?

Luca slipped into the chair in front of her, interrupting her train of thought before it plummeted out of control. They’d agreed to meet in the cafeteria, and she’d snagged one of the few tables for two.

“Hey, you,” Luca said.

“Hey, yourself,” she said. Just seeing his gorgeous face made her happy.

“How’s your hand?”

She wiggled the banged-up fingers and realized the pain was almost gone. “Better except for my messed-up nail. I’d wanted to get a French manicure for the dance.”

“What’s that?”

“It’s a style that has a white tip at the end.”

“You can still do that,” he pointed out. “Have them tape up the broken nail and paint the rest. Make sure they use the kiddy tape with stars to match your dress color.”

She laughed. “You’re crazy.”

“People will be too busy staring at your hair to notice your nails anyway.”

She reached up automatically, pushing away an errant lock. “Do you like my hair?”

His cheeks flamed a dull apricot. “Yeah.”

“I sort of like brunettes.”

“Good for me,” Luca said with a grin on his face.

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