Taming a Tomboy, Part Two: She's All Girl

By Arcadia Berger

A month ago, pre-med student Chris Malone had been happy with her life as a nineteen-year-old tomboy. She kept her hair short, never wore skirts, never wore makeup, never wore anything pink, and absolutely never wore the "little pink panties" she was teased about as a child. Being obliged by chance one day to wear a pair of pink undies seems to have turned her life upside down, leading her to explore her feminine side in more ways than one.
Her mother would certainly approve of her occasional use of makeup, and her purchase of a few more girlish garments. She wouldn't approve of Chris' sexual exploits, but Mom doesn't need to know about that part of the "New Chris".
Now a new challenge has arrived in the form of Mark, a very opinionated, very conservative student which the old Chris would have shredded in daily conversations. Now, Mark is intrigued by the quiet girl who lives down the hall, and when she offers him comfort after his candidate loses the election, he gets a deep kind of solace -- and Chris gets something, too.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Arcadia Berger
• Release date: Apr 29, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310897467

Arcadia Berger

Arcadia Berger was recently profiled in her hometown newspaper. She finds it extremely flattering, and only slightly scary, seeing her name on the cover, knowing that very few of her neighbors know who "Arcadia Berger" really is....

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Taming a Tomboy

Part Two: She’s All Girl

Smashwords Edition

Copyright 2014 by

Arcadia Berger

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She’s All Girl

About the Author

Also by Arcadia Berger

On the morning of March 18th, the clock radio on Chris Malone’s nightstand came on in the middle of a Bulldaggers song. The month before, she thought, she wouldn’t have been able to name the band, but three weeks back she’d gone out with her housemate Hakim and danced to a Bulldaggers cover band. She had only agreed to go because his date had blown him off at the last minute and she’d wanted to cheer him up, but it had turned out to be quite a memorable night for Chris: her first night out dancing since she had arrived at Plainfield Teachers’ College, the first time she’d had sex with Hakim, the first time she’d ever had sex on a first date.

And she still couldn’t shake the silly idea that it had all been because of those pink panties.

When she was a little girl, her mother had bought all of her clothes, and she’d been very fond of seeing my little Chrissy in pink dresses, pink socks and pink panties. Chris had grown to hate being called Chrissy, to hate dresses of all kinds, to hate pink clothing of all kinds, and especially to hate pink panties.

Not long after Chris had moved in with Debby, Tom and Hakim, Debby had been kind enough to offer to pick up anything Chris needed during one of her frequent clothes-shopping excursions. Chris had asked for