Melanie Holmes is in her bedroom preparing for her date later that night. She wore only her underclothes. Melanie is a thin woman with small breasts. She was wearing only a lacey cami, nude half-ship, and a pair of high-cut bikini panties in a neutral color. She was looking in her closet for the dress she planned on wearing.

***BUZZ*** ***BUZZ***

Melanie's doorbell sounded. Melanie wasn't expecting anyone. Her date wouldn't be arriving for a couple of hours yet.

Melanie exited her bedroom and headed towards the door. “Who is it?” she asked.

“Kenneth,” was the reply from outside.

Melanie recognized the voice. Kenneth was the son of one of Melanie's friends. They lived in her building, but on different floors.

Melanie was about to tell the boy (Kenneth is a fifteen-year-old) that she was busy and couldn't speak. But before she did, Melanie heard a clicking sound. It was the clicking sound of a ballpoint pen. Melanie changed her mind. “One moment, I have to put something on,” she called.

Melanie returned to her bedroom and retrieved her terry cloth robe. Put it on, covering her slip and cami. She tied it shut with its drawstring.

Returning to the front door, she opened it and let Kenneth in. Kenneth was dressed in skinny jeans, a blue t-shirt with the sleeves cupped high, and a baseball cap turned backward. Kenneth's hair was longer than is typical for a boy while his shirt is shorter than it should be. In his hand, almost hidden from sight was what looked like a pen.

“Hello, Kenneth. What's happening?”

“I wanted to talk to you.”

“OK, but hurry. I have to get ready for my date.” Melanie looked at her wrist as if she had a watch to accentuate the point.

“I told my mom that I'm a woman and wanted to be treated like one.” Despite being fifteen, Kenneth specifically used the word 'woman' instead of 'girl'.

“I don't think that's a good idea.”

“It's not an idea. It's how it really is. I'm a woman.”

“You're a boy.”

“No, inside I'm a woman. I've always known that.”

“Look, you can't be a woman. You weren't born that way.”

“I know in my soul, I'm a woman!”

“So, what did your mother say?” Melanie knew what Kenneth's mother said. She had already discussed it with her.

"She said she was going to send me to military school. They will make a man of me there."

“So.”