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Prejudice & Transgender

Webster's College Dictionary
Prejudice (noun)
1: injury or damage resulting from some judgment or action of another in disregard of one's rights; especially : detriment to one's legal rights or claims.

2: a (1) : preconceived judgment or opinion (2) : an adverse opinion or learning formed without just grounds or before sufficient knowledge

b : an instance of such judgment or opinion

c : an irrational attitude of hostility directed at an individual, a group, a race, or their supposed characteristics

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More and more lately I've been seeing news articles surrounding prejudice involving transgender people and in some instances, very young transgender children.

On March 1st, students protested their transgender classmate by breaking dress code at South Panola High School in Batesville, Mississippi. The student, Leah, was supported by the school but some students thought by allowing Leah to dress as a girl when she was technically a boy set a double standard.

Smith College, a prominent women's college, twice returned a transgender application without conducting an official admissions review.

How about the recent proposed legislation by Arizona state rep, John Kavanagh, where people would have to prove their gender before using a public restroom.

But the one that touched me the most was the 6 year-old transgender child. Her school had initially accepted her being transgender and allowed her to use the girls restrooms. Later they recanted and in December the family was notified she would have to use the boy's restroom.

Discussing this last one with family and friends, it became apparent that there were several different issues. Someone had commented that the child was only six, how did they know their own mind on a complex issue such as gender identity.

I took offense.

Children are smart, smarter than some give them credit for. They know their own mind. What they like and don't like. They express their opinions in various ways, and if they trust you, they will share it with you. It broke my heart to think about all the children who are told, "No, you are a boy/girl, you must dress like a boy/girl."

In a vast majority of cases, prejudice happens because there is lack of knowledge. Skewed opinions are passed around that disregard the facts. People want absolutes. This is right, that is wrong. You're a boy, I'm a girl. Things aren't that simple. For example: beautiful people are airheads, athletes aren't book smart, if you wear glasses you're intelligent, geeks are intellectual ego maniacs, people with high IQs are sociopaths, people with tattoos are unreliable--all of these are incorrect assumptions based on supposition and opinion.

...and I'm getting off tract. The point is keep an open mind. Respect others, even if you don't understand. Just because you don't understand doesn't mean something is wrong.

On a positive side:

Simmons College, a prominent women's college, sent an acceptance letter to a transgender woman with a four year Achievement Scholarship.

Grant High School in Portland Oregon open unisex bathrooms for their transgender students.

Colorado insurers offering individual insurance policies can no longer deny coverage to transgender people using the pre-existing condition clause.

Thank you guys for stopping by. Here's a cute little gingerbread man I found a while ago. It does a great job in explaining the different identifications by keeping it simple and easy.

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NSFW Excerpt:

Running fingertips over the swell of Ushna's chest, I rested my palm over his heart. Ushna moved under my hand, moaning deliciously. I studied his sun-bronzed features and his solid muscular planes shaped by hard work. There were moments when I was amazed this man loved me. Only me. The knowledge humbled me even as it strengthened me.

Turning his head, Ushna moaned again. I wondered what kind of dream he had to elicit such a response. A wicked smile on my lips, I slithered down his body under the covers. I was determined to make a few of his dreams come true as I licked his semi-hard erection before sucking it into my mouth. I rolled my tongue around the flared head, loving the sensation of his shaft growing in my mouth.

I suckled, tonguing the ridge just how I knew he liked it. His louder moan was music to my ears as I released him and licked my way down, gently taking one of his balls into my mouth. With my hand, I stroked his stomach and felt the muscles quiver under my touch.

Taste, sight, touch, and smell. I gorged all my senses on him, sliding my arms under his legs. I wrapped my hands around his thighs and made my way slowly back up his hard length, swallowing him down to the back of my throat. Ushna writhed under me. His fingers carded through my hair before gripping it in his strong hands. My name fell from his lips as he bucked up into my mouth. Goddess, I loved to hear him speak my name.

I sensed Ushna was striving to keep control but I wanted him to lose himself in me. I rose up, the sheet sliding off me, lips sealed tightly as I ran my tongue along the underside of his shaft, withdrawing with a hint of teeth on the way up. I pressed hard on the bundle of nerves right under the head of his erection right before I sealed my lips again giving it long, strong sucks. I pumped my hand up and down his spit-slick shaft in tandem, knowing it would drive him crazy. I reached past his perineum, pressing and massaging the rim of his entrance. Ushna finally let go of his control, growling into the predawn as he fisted my hair and thrust, quick and sharp, into my sealed lips before he came in my mouth.

I moaned, swallowing around him. I wasn't remotely finished tasting his release when Ushna pulled me up to rest on my side next to him. He gazed at me with his beautiful emerald-colored eyes that were ringed in golden brown, bright and awake. I opened my mouth to protest but instead received Ushna's urgent kiss. His tongue darted in, taking over, tasting his own seed. I groaned into his mouth and threw one of my legs over his hip doing my best to rub against him. It wasn't working because my stomach was too distended. Ushna moaned into my mouth, the rumble vibrating against me.

I loved the sounds he made for me.

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