I want to thank all the people that have helped me edit and critique this story. They are Angel O'Hare, Stacy Miller, Karen Page, Robi, Paula Dillon and especially Maddy Bell for allowing me to join her universe and giving me permission to write in it.
Based on the story Gaby, Book # 4 - Once Upon A Time In America By Maddy Bell
All Characters portrayed in the story are copywrited to Maddy Bell for her Gaby series found at Maddybell.com
Scene 27
Monday:
“Um … I'm sure he'll come around.”
“I don't know anymore, Em. I am so angry with him I want to strangle him. I'm so sorry you are seeing this, what must you think?” I reached over and held on to Mary's hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.
She took a deep breath and sighed. “Enough talk about him, lets talk about something else. I had lunch with Ellen today. I found something out that was very interesting. Did Ellen say anything about the picture on her desk?”
“You mean about Valerie?”
“Yes, that's her. She's beautiful isn't she?”
“Yes she is. I understand that she is her life partner.”
“Yes, she told me that also. Don't you find that a bit strange? A woman being a life partner with another woman?”
“Doesn't bother me in the least? We have the same thing in the UK. It is legal there, so we don't think much about it.”
“Amazing, simply amazing.”
“What's amazing Mary?”
“Oh … I was just thinking back to my college days when I first met Valerie. I never would have thought.”
“Interesting how life goes, isn't it? Does that bother you?”
“What? Ah … um … well … I guess not. It just brings thing into perspective to me, is all. I won't say it didn't take me by surprise; it certainly did that. I just never would have guessed he, … oops I mean she would do that.” I saw Mary blush, because of her slip.
I wanted to tell her I know all about Bill becoming Valerie, but if I said that, she would guess I know about Sandy, and she would wonder why I would be told at all, by Ellen.
“Oh well, to each their own. What is your home town like?”
Changing the subject was a very good idea, so I didn't question it.
I told her about back home and I saw her mood change. We talked for a while and I had a good time with her. I had a bit of inspiration.
“Mary have you figured out yet when you'll take Sandy on a shopping trip? I know she'll just love going with you.”
“I've been thinking about that too. I would love to go shopping with my daughter. I realize I've not gotten to know my daughter properly. I want to rectify that soon. After what happened today I really want to rectify that mistake.”
“What do you mean what happened today?”
“Sorry, I meant up to this point with you being here and showing me where I wasn't being a proper mother. Sandy really is a lovely person, isn't she?”
“You have no idea Mary. She is the greatest. I really love my big sister.”
“You have only been here a week and I can see you and her are really close. I hope it stays that way. I hate to see anything coming between you two.”
“I doubt that Mary. I think we have a lot in common. I love her to pieces. I did notice a bit of jealousy though.”
“Jealousy? Why would she be jealous?”
“Well, you're treating me more like a real daughter, than you have treated her. She is upset that you are doing that. She feels left out. Like she is not part of the family.”
Sighing, “I guess I can see where she might think that, of late. Oh Em, what can I do?”
I could see a tear running down her cheek.
“I think you should treat her like you've been treating me and let her be the daughter that she is. She wants her mother to appreciate her, to love her, like she loves her mother.”
“Oh Em, what can I do to show her, I do love her?”
“Tell her. She has told me that she rarely gets compliments and help from her dad and you. Everything she has, she has had to work for, without assistance from you or your husband. When you bought me that dress, it drove her over her boundaries and she got angry with me. Don't you take her shopping?”
Mary was really crying now. She choked out, “No, I haven't. What you must think of me. I'm a horrible mother, aren't I?”
“Mary I don't know all what is going on around here, but I know it's something major. Both you and Mr. J treat her like she is not really part of the family. I wish you would tell me why, then I could probably help.”
“I wish I could. But I can't.”
“Why not? It can't be that bad and if it is, I can be trusted, I won't say a word.”
“I'm sorry Em, I can't take that chance.”
Sighing, what's it going to take for her to tell me about Sandy, so I can help them? She is so terrified of the truth.
“Please don't be angry with me Em, there's a reason. Please trust me, and don't pry.”
We finished our dinner in silence. I could tell Mary was lost in thought, I saw she still had tears running down her cheek, which she was trying to hide from me.
Kevin finished first and said, “Hurry up Em, so we can play some games.”
I giggled. Mary said, “Kevin hold your tongue, Em is not finished yet, so just be patient. She will go with you soon. Now apologize to your Aunt.”
“Umm … I'm sorry Aunty, I didn't mean to rush you.”
I smiled, “That's ok Kevin, I'm almost finished.”
After cleaning my plate, Mary said, “Why don't you take Kevin to his room and play a few games, I'll handle the dishes.”
“You sure?”
“Yes, no problem dear, Kevin has been waiting patiently all afternoon for you to play some games with him.”
“Ok Kevin. Lets go and see what we can play, ok?”
“Yippee!” jumping off of his chair and running to his room.
I giggled following him and he already had everything up and running by the time I got to his room.
I played a few games with him for about a half hour, then I told Kevin, “Well Kevin, I'm sorry but I have to get back to the flat to do my homework.”
“Do you have to Aunty Em?”
“Sorry sport, but I need to get my homework finished, before I have to leave for ballet practice tonight.”
“Wow, you sure are a busy girl. You're always going somewhere.” he said looking disappointed.
“Hey none of that now. You knew I couldn't stay long, so be happy for the time I did play with you.”
“I'm sorry Aunty, I know you're busy and I did enjoy you being here with me.”
“Come here and give me a big hug.”
“I love you Aunty Em.” He was almost choking me when he gave me a big squeeze hug and kissed me on the lips.
“I love you too Kevin. You be good for your mother tonight. I think she needs you to be extra nice because your dad is not around. After all, that makes you the man of the house. How does that sound? You think you can do that for her?”
“I will Em. I'll be good for mommy.”
“I know you will.” I tweaked his nose as I said that and he giggled.
We walked out of the room and I saw Mary watching the news on the telly. Kevin ran over to her and gave her a hug. I saw her smiling at him.
She saw me and said, “You heading back?”
“Yes, I figure I better get started on my homework or I'll be in trouble tomorrow.”
“Ok Em, have a good evening at ballet practice. Tell Ellen I said hi.”
“Ok, will do. See you.”
I got back to our flat and started on my homework. It was kind of hard to concentrate on it. I kept wondering if I should have told Mary I know all about Bill and Valerie. No I guess I shouldn't, it could jeopardize me.
I finished my homework, with some time to spare. I got my kit together for ballet; I decided I would try the two-piece suit tonight with the gray tights.
I remembered I still had a piece of the tampon in my purse, I decided to pull it out and throw it away. I made sure I had a few tampons, and towels in my purse. I have to remember to ask Ellen how to properly insert it, which hole to use and how often I'm suppose to change it. Can I do it without damaging the gaff? I wonder how to clean the gaff after using the capsules? This sure sounds messy. I wonder how real girls really handle this? EWWW! Just the thought of what I was going to have to do, to clean it all up, was giving me the shivers.
The horn blew out in the car park. I gathered my stuff, put on my coat and ran down the steps to Ellen's car. Ellen told me, “Ladies don't run down steps, they elegantly walk down the steps.” I was to remember that for the next time.
“Sorry Ellen.”
“No problem, Em. Have a good weekend?”
I filled her in on what happened during the ski picnic. She was amazed.
“I got the capsules and I'll give them to you when we get to the school. I also got the instructions on how to insert them and how to clean up the gaff after.”
“Um … Ellen, I got … umm a question for you about … ah … which … um … well … ah which hole it all goes in? Ah … do I need to do … ah … something special … to … um well … ah … insert the … ah … well … ah … the tampon? Will it damage the … ah … gaff?”
“Oh Em, you haven't figured that out, have you?”
“Um … not really.” Blushing.
“When we get to the locker room, I'll show you which hole to use and how to insert it. This is nothing to be embarrassed about Em. All the first time girls have these type of questions. It might be good to have a bit of lubrication with you so you don't damage the gaff. I'll get you some. It's not hard at all. Once you see how to do this, you will understand how easy it is.”
“Thanks Ellen. Oh, Mary said to say hi.”
“Yes we had lunch today. She was very surprised about the news about Bill.”
“Did she lose it?”
“Surprisingly no. But it made her stop and think about Sandy. Then she felt bad. When she realized that she had contributed to Bill becoming Valerie, she really felt bad about it. After I told her to not be upset, she relaxed. She couldn't believe how beautiful she is. I told her I wasn't upset. She couldn't believe that, but I convinced her. At least I hope I did. I think this will help her cope with Sandy. At least I can hope. I wonder what John would say about Valerie, if he found she used to be Bill?”
I said, “I'm sure he would love Valerie, probably too much. I'm sure he would freak, if he found out who Valerie used to be; if how he treats his daughter is any indication. Matter of fact we haven't seen him since Sunday, we have no idea were he is or what he's doing. I guess Mary kind of put him in his place on Sunday, when he tried to start trouble with Sandy, in front of the other girls.”
“He has turned into such a jerk lately. I never imagined he would be such an inconsiderate, bigoted, ah … well you know what I mean.”
“Yes, I do unfortunately.”
“Well, we're here. Let's get you into the school and I'll show how to insert a tampon shall we?”
“That sounds so strange to me. I never thought I would ever have these type of problems.”
“Welcome to girlhood dear. This is going to be your life from now on. It won't be easy for you, I'm sure you'll do well at it however. You make a very lovely woman.”
“Thanks Ellen. My mom wanted me to really thank you for all that you have done for me. She was upset I didn't give you anything. I told her I tried, but you wouldn't accept it. So she told me to really thank you.”
Smiling, “Em, if I didn't like you, believe me, you wouldn't have gotten what I've given you. You are one of the most lovely and vivacious girls I have ever met and one of the most considerate too. I wish more girls were like you. Most genetic girls are really inconsiderate, arrogant creatures, they act like prima donnas, which I can't stand, but I have to tolerate them. They could sure learn a lot from you, your mom should be real proud of you.”
“She is actually.” I blushed.
“Em, you are so precious when you blush.”
That made me blush even more. Ellen just started laughing as we walked into the school.
We were the first people in the locker room.
“Quick, follow me Em, before someone shows up.”
Ellen led me into one of the loo's stalls.
“Ok drop your panties and get out a tampon.”
I pulled a tampon out from my purse and opened it. Then dropped my panties.
Ellen proceeded to tell me everything I would need to know about the female anatomy and not only did she go into details, but explained why. She then proceeded to show me how to properly insert the tampon, although I haven't physically done it yet.
“That isn't so bad, is it Em?”
“Wow, I never would've guessed.” I was really embarrassed and I'm sure my face showed it. “Ah … I guess not, really. I can see it is not easy being a girl, they have so much to worry about.”
“As I said before dear, welcome to girlhood. It will not be easy. We women go through a lot, but the rewards are there too, so don't think it's all negative to be a girl.”
About this time we heard some girls laughing down the hall.
“I have your capsules, but I think we better read over the instructions for it's use, and how to clean yourself up after it's use, before we use them. Ok, now insert your tampon, there is no time like the present to get started.”
“Ok Ellen, will do.”
I inserted the tampon with out a problem and disposed of the container. Ellen left me to get dressed while she went to get dressed herself. I really never thought it would be so tough, to be a woman. I have a renewed respect for all women, for what they have to go through.
I pulled up my knickers and went to my usual locker. Rachael was there. I greeted her and started to get changed. When I removed my knickers and started to put on my tights, Rachael noticed the string.
“Oh Em are you on?”
“What? Oh ah… yes I am.”
“Oh gees, I know how you're feeling, I'll take it easy on you this week. When I'm on I feel horrible and usually decide not to practice, but Ellen wants me to do it, saying that if you are ‘on' during a performance, regardless of how you feel, you still have to go on with the show. I guess she's right. Are you taking anything for the cramps?”
“Not really, I don't get all that bothered when I'm on.”
“Wow, you are so lucky. My cramps usually tear me apart. All I want to do is curl up with a hot water bottle.”
“I'm sorry to hear that Rachael. I guess I'm pretty lucky then, I never really think all that much about it. I just get a bit moody and irritable is all.”
“Yes I know what you mean. Well let's finish getting dressed.”
Well true to her word, she wasn't so horrible tonight. She actually took it easy on me. After class we were walking back to the locker room and she looked at me and said, “Walk with grace Em, you are loping when you walk. You glide perfectly in class, but once you are out of class, you revert back to loping.”
I thought about what she said, and I saw she was right. I was graceful in class, but once I got out of class I reverted back to my old strut. I change my style back to the glide.
“That's the way Em, you need to do that from now on, until it becomes second nature and you don't have to think about it.”
“Thanks Rachael you're right, I wasn't putting into practice what you've been teaching me.”
“Well, if you keep up what you are doing now, you'll be just like me when I'm walking. Wasn't that your goal?”
“Yes it was Rachael and you're correct, I feel different when I walk this way. It feels more comfortable and less jarring on the body.”
“Exactly Em. By Jove, I think she got it.” I chuckled, remembering seeing ‘My Fair Lady' with my mother.
We took our showers, and I went back into the loo's stall and changed tampons again. Rachael saw I had a dry string when I came out, so she said, “You had to change it didn't you?”
“Yes I did. It was feeling kind of slimy.”
“I know what you mean. Well, I guess I have to apologize again.”
“Why do you have to apologize? You have nothing to apologize for.”
“Yes I do. I still thought you were a boy in disguise, because you can't do some of the moves. But seeing you are on, I doubt boys know what it is like and they certainly don't bleed. Here you are and you're bleeding and you gave all the right symptoms that only a girl would know. However, I don't understand why you can't do some of the moves.”
“I don't know either Rachael, I just can't.”
“Oh well, I guess practice may allow those moves to happen. Maybe you're just stiff from non use.”
“That's probably it.”
We gave each other a quick hug.
“See you on Wednesday, Em, I have to run. I've some homework I need to finish. Ta ta, see you later.”
“See you Wednesday, Rachael.”
“You ready to go Em?” Ellen said.
“Um, yes let me get my kit into my bag.”
While I walked next to Ellen, she stated, “Walk gracefully dear, you are still stomping.”
“Oops, sorry.” I went back into a gliding motion with my walk.
“Em, it doesn't do any good if you get properly trained to be graceful, but you don't put it into practice once you leave class. You must always learn to do the moves taught you for grace. Remember to do it always so you start to do it without thinking about it.”
We ‘gracefully' walked out of the school to Ellen's car.
Ellen said, “Are you up for something to eat?”
“Sure, Rachael didn't work me to hard this evening.”
“I noticed, did she figure out you were on?”
“Yes.”
“Nothing gets by that girl. She is so observant.” Shaking her head. “Why don't we go over to Grace House? I like it there for the privacy and we can discuss the capsules.”
“Ok, Ellen.”
We arrived at Grace House and we entered the lobby ‘gracefully' and the Maitre'd asked, “Can I help you ladies?”
“Table for two please. Someplace private.” Ellen asked.
“Certainly Madame, please follow me.”
Just before we started to go in, I looked over into the lounge. I got a shock. There sitting in one of the booths was Mr. J. and sitting across from him was a lovely young woman. He seemed to be enjoying himself. My mouth just dropped open. He wouldn't see me, because I was parallel to his view, so unless he looked to his left he wouldn't spot me. The woman was quite beautiful; she was probably in her mid twenties. Looking at her, I got this feeling there was something about her, but I couldn't put my finger on it. She was definitely a looker, as some of the boys would call a beautiful woman. I even say she is quite beautiful. I saw her get up and sensually move over next to Mr. J. I was just about to follow Ellen, when I saw this girl kiss Mr. J. Mr. J looked like he was enjoying that kiss, for he seemed to lean forward and prolonged that kiss. I decided I saw enough and followed Ellen, she was quite a ways in front of me.
What is Mr. J doing? He is married after all. Who was that girl? Was Mr. J fooling around? What should I do? Should I say something? Obviously Ellen didn't see him, for I'm sure she would've hit the ceiling. Should I stay quiet about this?
When we got to our table, The Maitre'd pulled the chairs out for us and gave us our menus.
“Em, is something wrong? You seem to be preoccupied?”
“What? Oh sorry, I was just thinking about something, is all.”
“That's obvious. You look like you've seen a ghost. Are you sure you're ok? You didn't look like this a few minutes ago.”
“Oh, … ah … sorry, I just got a bit pre-occupied and just lost you for a minute. I guess that must've done it.”
“If you say so Em. What would you like to eat?”
“Um, I guess I would just like a salad, I'm not very hungry at the moment.”
“Hmmm, ok dear. Oh before I forget, here is what you requested.” She pulled out a package from her purse and handed it to me.
I opened up the package and I could see some 40 large red capsules in several plastic blister packs, some kind of insertion tool and a slip of paper. I took the paper out, looked at it and saw it was the instructions on how to use this product and how to clean the gaff after it's use. Eww, this looks messy, I thought. The capsules were not filled with real blood, but something that simulated blood. Sigh, well I better get use to cleaning myself real well down there, once I start using them.
“Is that what you wanted, Em?”
“It appears so. Reading the instructions it definitely looks messy.”
“Well real periods are messy too dear, so welcome to the club. May I read the instructions?”
“Certainly, here you go.” I handed over the instruction sheet and let her read it.
“Hmm, very interesting. I believe this product is a synthetic makeup blood used in theaters. It is a non-hardening product, so it'll not congeal or harden and is water-soluble, which will clean up well with just water. This shouldn't be too messy then. It's better than blood. Blood will stain your clothes, this will allow you to wash your clothes and it should just come out.” She handed me back the instructions.
“Have you removed your appliances at all yet?” she asked me.
“Um, no not yet.”
“You probably should and soon. If you don't, you could develop some problems, which could cause you a bad rash or an infection of some sort. You should remove them for at least 12 hours to allow your skin to breathe and allow you to clean up the area, as well as the prosthetics. When's your Gym class?”
“It's Thursday, why?”
“Hmmm, I tell you what, why don't you remove your appliances tonight, clean up around the areas, let your skin breathe over night, then come over to my place after school tomorrow and I'll reattach them.”
“What should I do tomorrow at school then?” getting a little panicky.
“Will you need to remove your clothes tomorrow, in front of anyone?”
“Well no, but I mean what about my breasts? People are going to know something is wrong if I show up with a flat chest.”
“Why can't you just slip your breasts prosthetics into your bra? It's not like it's going to go anywhere.”
“Oh, I guess. I just feel more secure when everything is attached is all.”
“I understand dear. Just don't let a boy get to fresh with you, until everything is glued back into place. You should be alright for one day.”
“What should I do about my period?”
“Well, what did you do today? You obviously didn't insert a tampon today, but you convinced someone you did. Do the same thing tomorrow.”
“Um, I guess.”
“You like having those things glued in place don't you?”
“Yes I do actually, it makes me feel like I'm a real woman. It makes me feel secure.”
“I can understand that. I know you feel exposed if something should happen and you didn't have them in place. But you need to let your skin breathe or else you will develop other problems. Also, you need to learn how to do this by yourself, so you can do it when I'm not around. Like, when you are back home, I won't be there for you.”
That was a sad thought. I would truly miss her. I enjoy talking with her and learning how to be a proper woman. She is just so cool. I'm definitely going to miss her as much as Sandy when I get back home.
“Hey cheer up girl, why so sad all of a sudden?”
“Oh I was just thinking that I'm really going to miss you when I get back home, is all.” Looking down at the table.
“Oh dear, I'm going to miss you too. But that is a few weeks away yet, let's not worry about that for right now. Enjoy today, for tomorrow may never come. I always say.”
“Yes you're right, I shouldn't think that far ahead, but enjoy what is happening now.” Putting a smile on my face.
“That's my girl. Come here and give me a hug.” I got up and went over to her and gave her a big hug.
This really made me feel better.
A waiter finally showed up, “Can I get you ladies anything to drink?”
We gave our orders and we started to talk about how things were going. What happened in both of our lives since the last time we met. We had a wonderful meal and the time just flew by.
When it was time to leave, I looked into the lounge where Mr. J was earlier. I didn't see him or the girl.
We finally left and Ellen dropped me off back home.
I noticed Mr. J's car was not there; looking at my watch it was after ten in the evening. I wonder where he is?
“Thanks for everything Ellen. You're the greatest.” I gave her a big hug.
“You are quite welcome young lady. I enjoyed our time together. Don't forget to stop by tomorrow and I'll reapply your appliances.”
“Ok, will do. I'll get Sandy to take me if she can.”
“Tell you what, if Sandy can't, call me and I'll come and fetch you. All right?”
“Thank you Ellen. I will.”
She backed out of the drive and I went up to the flat. “Hi Sandy, I'm home.”
“Hey Em, glad your back. Did you have a good evening?”
“Yes I did. I had a wonderful time, Rachael took it easy on me since I am on my period.” I chuckled.
“See, there are some advantages to feigning a period. Most of the girls will take it easy on you. Anything else happen?”
“Funny you should ask. Um … Sandy, could we sit and talk in the living room for a bit?”
“Sure, what's up?” Getting a serious look on her face.
We went and sat down on the couch in the living room.
“Um, Sandy, uh … Ellen and I went to Grace house after practice today.”
“Ok, so what's the big deal?”
“Wellllll, while we were waiting to be seated, I … uh, well, … I looked into the lounge. I ...uh saw your dad there again.”
“Ok, so?”
“Well … he wasn't exactly alone.”
“Yes, so what's so strange about that? He's a salesman and he has a lot of customers that he entertains, that's normal.”
“Well … I don't think … this person was a customer.”
“Why would you say that?”
“Well ... she was quite beautiful, young and sensual, … and … She kissed your dad. Not on the cheek but on the lips, and he returned the kiss.” I sighed.
“What do you mean she kissed him, like in a thank you sort of way?”
“No! More like a ‘I want to have sex with you' sort of way.” I cringed.
“What are you saying Em. Are you saying my dad is having an affair?”
“Well, it sort of looks that way.”
“Oh.”
“They weren't there when we left, and your dad's car is not here either. You think he would do something like that?”
“I don't know. I'm not sure what my dad would do anymore.” Looking sadly at the floor.
“Oh, there is one other thing. When I was looking at this beautiful, twenty something year old girl, I got this funny feeling there was something about her. I just couldn't figure out what. There was just … this thing; I don't know.”
“Well thanks for telling me. Maybe I should confront my dad about this and see what he is up too. He's embarrassed me enough, now I got something on him.”
“Sandy, blackmail is not going to solve anything. That is only going to make things worse. He'll probably be more resentful to you.”
“Yes, but if he is cheating on my mom, that hurts too. He has hurt me enough, and I don't want him to hurt mom. You think I should tell her?”
“I don't know, that call you're going to have to make. I'm really not sure what to do. My father left me before I was born, all I know is, it hurt my mother very badly, but in the end she was happier, I believe. After getting to know my father, I think it was for the better. I'm afraid of how I would've have ended up if he would've been around. I know Em wouldn't have been here, I'm sure he would have been like your dad. I wonder if I even would have had the girls as friends? Would I have turned out all right, or would I have ended up some thug? All he ever thinks about is sports; especially football. I'm not into football myself, so I wouldn't have made him a good son.”
“Football? I didn't think you Brits played football?”
“Yes we do. We do world cups and stuff.”
“Oh, duh you mean soccer.”
“Well yes, what did you think I meant?”
“American football, which is nothing like soccer.”
“Oh sorry, I see your point, your right, it's soccer to you Yanks. Well anyway, I doubt he would've been happy if he knew I was this way. He only knows me as a girl. I believe if it weren't for Cherys, he wouldn't even have allowed me to come and stay with him, being that I'm a girl. In a way I'm very happy he sees me as a girl, for I don't want to go to soccer games and act all tough and what not. Seeing how your dad behaves towards you, I feel very lucky.”
“Yes, my life would be much nicer without him, Em. Do I start an argument between them again by telling my mom about what you told me? Or do I just not say anything and see where it goes. That's not really fair to my mom either; she needs to know. How dare he do that to her!”
I could see Sandy starting to get very angry. This is not what I wanted to happen; maybe I shouldn't have said anything.
“Sandy chill, let's sleep on it. Maybe things will be better in the morning?”
I could see her deflate, and she sagged. “Maybe you're right Em, getting some sleep sounds like a good idea. If I saw my dad now, I would probably scratch his eyes out. What a louse he is.”
“Oh, one other thing. Ellen told me it would be a good idea to remove all of my appliances tonight, clean the skin area and leave them off for a twelve-hour period, to make sure the skin can breathe. She recommends that you do it also. If you can take me to her after school tomorrow, she will glue them all back into place. What do you think?”
“Well, if we leave right after school, I think it's doable, then I can drop you off, or you can come with me to the diner if you want? I'm sure it won't take all that long for Ellen to get us straightened around.”
“Great, can you help me with getting my stuff removed?”
“Sure no problem and if I need help, you can help me ok?”
“Great.”
We found that the glue remover, that we're supposed to use, worked very well. We were able to remove our appliances very quickly. Ellen was right about the skin, it was a little tender and looked grungy. We both decided to take showers to wash the areas well. Sandy told me she was going to shave all of her pubic hair away so it made the gluing of the gaff easier. I thought about it, and it seemed to make sense to me too, so I grabbed a razor to use, before I took my shower. After getting into the shower it really felt good. My breasts were very tender and puffy. I wonder if that was from my medicine or if it was the breast forms and glue. My nipples look a lot puffier too. Wow, I'm starting to look like a young girl. Smiling to myself. I wonder how long before I won't need to use the forms? Denuding myself totally except for the hair on my head and my eyebrows, I looked smooth all over. The skin looked wrinkled where all the forms had been glued and my nether region sure was sensitive. My penis sure looks small. Well I really have no use for it anyway. Being small will sure help to hide it in my knickers tomorrow.
Oh yes, we have that school trip tomorrow. What should I wear?
I went over to Sandy's room, she was just coming out of the loo with a towel wrapped around her and drying her hair with another one.
“Hey Sandy, do you know where we are supposed to go tomorrow?”
“I think they are taking you guys to some horse ranch, where they will show you how they breed and raise them. I hope you'll like it.”
“We'll see tomorrow, won't we?”
She dropped her towel to put on her panties, and it was so strange to see her with her manhood exposed, I got so used to seeing her like a girl. I went back to my room and looked in the mirror and realized, I likewise looked strange with my manhood exposed. My upper body wasn't looking too bad though. I put on my nightclothes and took my medicines. I can't wait until my body is complete.
It was late, by this time, so I went to Sandy's room and said goodnight. She did likewise. Returning to my room, I pulled out my journal.
Monday, day 9
This was a busy Monday. It was a normal school day, but it just seemed like so much has happened. I got to know more of the American cheerleaders. They are so cool, except for one. But I'm sure she'll come around. I guess she has a boyfriend and he is Dan Martin. I believe that Dan wants to start some trouble, and asked her to do some things. I don't think she is very happy with me at the moment. I hope to rectify that by Thursday though.
I had a new class today; it was Art. Miss Cowlishaw ended up being the assistant teacher in the class. It was fun doing sculpting. Allie and I had no problems doing our bust.
I had Ballet this evening and I really enjoyed the class. After ballet class, Mrs. Burke took me to Grace House. It was very informative, in many different ways.
I put the journal away and got into bed. Set the alarm and turned off the light. What a busy day. I fell asleep instantly.
To be continued:
Joni W 02.08.06 © 2006
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