Next morning, she was taken to the operating theatre for her “plumbing” to be sorted out which they considered more urgent than resetting bones. She was moved into a side ward as the staff could not decide whether to treat her as male or female! Further investigation had shown that apart from a bump on the head and cuts and bruises, all her injuries were to her legs and lower abdomen, and were not life-threatening. She told the nurse her name was Rachel but she was heavily sedated and could not remember anything about the crash. Mr Whiteley is a good neighbour but we don't pry into his affairs. They knew about the accident but didn't have any details. “Oh! That explains it, doesn't it? Well, it takes all sorts to make the world and its not illegal.”Ī few minutes later, the telephone rang. Actually, Raymond and Rachel are one and the same person. There doesn't appear to be anyone at home at the moment.įred and Margaret were always extremely discreet but in view of the circumstances felt they had to explain.
There was a girl driving but the car was registered to Mr Whiteley and there was a credit card in the girl's handbag with the name Rachel Whiteley. Seems there was no other vehicle involved. The morning after the accident, they were not surprised to have a visit from the local policeman. They had invited Rachel to join them for their Christmas dinner. He had put a lot of effort into modernising the cottage, often with Fred's help and Margaret was happy to advise Rachel on more feminine matters. They had quickly accepted him/her at face value. There was a small TG community in the town and Rachel had developed several close friendships there, his friend Gwen being one of them.įew other people knew his secret but one couple who did was the neighbouring farmer, Fred, and his wife, Margaret. When dressed, he always wore a chastity cage to prevent unwanted erections. He wore his hair fairly long and was able to restyle it in a few minutes to look female. Considerable practice had enabled him to pass as a very convincing girl. He used the femme name Rachel and spent almost all his time away from the office, dressed. He enjoyed solitude and being able to live his secret other life as a cross dresser. He had sold the family house and bought a cottage up in the hills. He had no brothers or sisters so now had no close relatives. He was now 34 and had inherited the business when his father had died some five years earlier and his mother died soon afterwards. Raymond Whiteley ran a successful estate agency in the town. Part of the car must have pushed the cage back between her legs, crushing her testicles and almost severing her penis, accounting for most of the loss of blood.
They were used to unusual things in the A and E department, but even they were surprised to see that she had a penis and testicles which had been encased in a metal chastity cage. It was obvious that she had sustained serious injuries to her legs but those would have to wait as the paramedics needed to concentrate on life support until they reached hospital.Īs soon as the emergency team had stabilised her condition, they had to cut away her jeans and panties and discovered that she had broken both legs and they suspected a fractured pelvis. They found Rachel unconscious and had some difficulty in freeing her from the wreckage.
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There was little traffic at that time on a Sunday night but fortunately another car passed only about a couple of minutes later and the driver saw what had happened and called the emergency services. Her car slid off the road and buried itself in a large oak tree. As the road climbed into the hills, the temperature dropped and where a culvert had overflowed there was a sheet of ice.
The earlier rain had cleared and there was a bright moonlit with a touch of frost. It was late in November and Rachel was dressed in a thick white roll-top sweater and jeans. She lived alone in a small cottage up in the hills about a half hour drive away and knew the road well as she commuted daily. At about 9 o'clock she made her excuses as she had a heavy work load the next day. Rachel had spent a quiet Sunday afternoon and evening with her friend, Gwen, who lived in town.
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