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"Better run for your life if you can..."
- The Beatles
A Life Ever Changing #5
By Angel
Okay, I am happier now. I reminded them that the money for all the items was
coming out of my future earnings. (OOP's did I just make another stupid
mistake?)....
Okay, so there I am now standing in my new t-shirt, underpants and socks.
Betty then said; "Ricky I have several blouses for you to try on."
"WAIT! I do not wear blouses!"
Mrs. Brown looked at me sternly with a tight frown on her face and said,
"RICKY, these are shirts and you better relax. Betty is used to outfitting
women and girls, so she uses the female names for the clothes. So please
don't make her or me angry by any further childish outbursts." She went on,
"Betty has been patient and kind towards you and her help is greatly needed
and you should be thankful instead of so argumentative!"
I apologized to Betty and to Mrs. Brown, thanking Betty for all her help and
adding that this was new to me and I was very uncomfortable and embarrassed.
I went on to say that I had never worn girls or women's clothing and I
really was not interested in the least to start now. They both just shook
their heads and gave me one of those "what are we going to do with you
looks". I truly believe that you really know when you have reached adulthood
when you can give someone young "THAT LOOK."
Okay, on with the "blouses" AKA (also known as) shirts. The first one was real
cool! I liked it. It was very form fitting and was made out of what they
called gabardine. It looked good, felt great, only it was not quite right.
For one thing, there were seams coming from each side even with my chest,
like thick lines. Another thing that was different was the darn buttons were
on the wrong side! I had a heck of a time buttoning it up at first! (Yes,
here is where being innocent and naive did not serve me well at all).
I asked them. "Why are the buttons on the wrong side and why does this shirt
have seams coming out from the sides to my chest?" They told me the seams
were there for extra support and strength. Okay. The buttons were not that
important were they? I said I guess not I will just have to get used to them
being on the wrong side. Okay, one "blouse" I actually thought was a "shirt"
added to my pile.
Next came a shirt I did not like at all. It was very light and had short
sleeves, but the sleeves had a button on them and this I knew was a girl's
shirt! NOPE! Okay, on to the next one. Nice plain white dress shirt, the chest
pockets were a little on the small side, but it was a nice shirt. That darn
button thing again! Okay, add that one to the pile. I also wished it did not
have those support seams.
Okay, on with the next one. WOW, a real shirt! Buttons on the correct side, no
support seams, nice normal sized chest pockets! I got two of those! 5
shirts. Cool, that part was over!
Nope! One more shirt! They both informed me that this one was a gift from
Betty. OH FRIPSY!!!!!! Okay, it wasn't that bad and it was a gift so I did not
have to pay for it. It was a short-sleeved pull over shirt. The sleeves had
cuffs that fit comfortably but tightly just below my shoulder muscles.
Instead of a pocket it had "Nurse Aide" on it sewn in thread and written in
script. The color of the writing was a light blue. It had a regular collar
just a little smaller than I was used to. I said; "Thank you Betty." What
else could I say? They told me to keep that shirt on.
Now for the slacks "AKA" pants! The first pair was not to my liking at all.
No back pockets and they fit too tight for me to even put anything into the
two front pockets. Add to that they buttoned on the wrong side and the
zipper flap was opposite of my other pants as well. NOPE!
Okay, next pair was much better. Still no back pockets, but they were roomy in
the seat and comfortable to move in. The darn zipper and button were wrong
again. They did have deep front pockets, which I liked. The belt loops were
smaller than my regular pants as well. I told them I didn't have a belt for
these pants. Betty told me not to worry. (Why did that make me worry even
more?)
Okay, next pair were the best! Nice back pockets, nice front pockets, zipper
and button were where I thought they should be. They fit great! I got 2
pairs of them! The next pair was different. They were made from a stretchy
fabric that hugged my butt and legs down to just above my knees. They felt
good but I was uncomfortable about my male parts being hugged liked that and
being on display so to speak. Also, they felt like they lifted and separated
my butt as well.
When I looked in the full-length mirror I died on the spot! NO FRIPSY WAY!
From my waist to my knees there would be no secrets from anyone! My butt
looked like a girls! My underpants showed through as well! NOPE!!!!
I was caught off guard when Betty asked; "Ricky, what is wrong with them? I
thought you would like them?"
Red as heck I began telling her why, "Betty, firstly they are too tight."
She then told me to bend and squat. I did and they stretched with no real
discomfort.
Betty said, "Ricky, these are very functional slacks. They are supposed to
fit snuggly without binding you. Did they bind or squash you when you
moved?"
I had to admit they did not. So I then said to her; "Betty you can see right
through these!"
"Now, Ricky, what can you see?"
I answered, "I am embarrassed about the obvious outline in front and you can
see my underwear." (Turning even redder as I said this.) I continued, "They
make my 'fanny' feel and look funny." (I thought the word fanny was better
to use than my "butt" or "a--".) {Ed. note: obviously an American setting and
narrator. :)}
Betty answered my latest objections, "Ricky, these slacks were made
especially to go with the blouse you are now wearing. They are made to fit
you closely and give your body the support it needs while performing the
many different tasks your new job requires of you."
I still did not want them and said; "But Betty, you can see everything!
These pants let everyone know I am obviously a boy!"
Mrs. Brown just shook her head and Betty chuckled. "You're embarrassed about
that?" I turned beet red again and she continued, "I can see you are
blushing so I know the answer. Ricky, I will give you something to wear that
will fix that so you won't be embarrassed okay?" She added, "I really hope you
will take these slacks as a gift from me to you Ricky. The blouse and slacks
go together and you look very professional wearing them."
OH FRIPSY!!! I looked at Betty and she had that pleading look. So I said;
"Betty I thank you for your gifts I really do, but I just can't wear these
pants if I will look like this while wearing them. But, if you have
something I can wear that solves these problems I accept them and I thank
you again."
She said, "The 'bell bottoms' are very popular and very in style." With that
said, she ran off back into the shop. So into the pile they went. One shirt
and one pair of pants for free! Mrs. Brown was smiling and I mean smiling!
There was another pair of pants that I never got to try on. They were just
added to the pile. (Hmm.)
Betty returned shortly saying, "I have added the item mentioned to your
purchases Ricky. They are also a gift from me so don't worry about any added
cost, okay?" I thanked her again. She said, "Now for you jackets!"
"Wait!" I interrupted. "I won't go out there looking like this wearing these
pants."
Mrs. Brown gave me a look. "Ricky, what now! We have to have you try on the
jackets and you are dressed."
I said, "So far, every time I have gone out into the shop I have been
laughed at by all the other customers. I really don't think I can take being
laughed at again."
Betty said, "Okay, Ricky I understand what you are saying." So, they gave in
and let me change into the second pair I had tried on. They told me they had
to get a belt for them and it would be the same belt I would use for most of
my slacks.
So off we went to the male section, thank GOD! Looking around I saw that
more than a few patrons were smiling, giggling, and staring and a few nods
of approval. Will this never end! The lady who was so helpful in trying to
find me an undershirt walked up to us and told me I looked very nice and
professional. (Oh, sure, just what I needed to hear from her!)
The jacket selection went off without a hitch. two jackets that looked like
regular suit jackets, the only difference were no flaps over the side
pockets. COOL!
Okay, now for the accessories! What? Oh yes, the belt, and a three colored ink
pen. (Blue, green and red ink. Remember those?) Also they added one black
tie and one white tie. The old fashioned kind! (Not clip on)
Betty then told me to follow her to the main desk to fill out the form for
my ID pin. Oh yes, I forgot about that. While I was filling out the form she
startled me by brushing my hair! I jumped and she said I needed a few hair
ties to hold my hair back. (It was past my collar in length. I had many a
problem at school because of this.) They wanted me to see what I would look
like at work. Okay. Still it felt funny having her brush my hair though. I
kind of liked the way it felt.
She used a white hair tie and told me they came in a package of assorted
colors. Mrs. Brown told me I could use a white, blue or black hair-tie for
work. Okay, now that my hair was tied back in a ponytail and I was outfitted
with everything I needed but shoes. SHOES! I had forgotten about them.
I felt my ponytail and decided it stuck out and up to much. So I adjusted
the tie so my ponytail hung straight down. The looks I got from the other
patrons still made me very embarrassed and nervous. Okay, now for the shoes!
Two pairs of nice shiny white patent leather dress shoes that looked great.
Betty suggested to Mrs. Brown that I needed something lighter as well, like
sneakers I could change into for certain conditions. Mrs. Brown agreed so
out came several pairs of so-called sneakers.
Now, I know my sneakers and these were not meant for boys or men! KEDS!
Nope, I said! They both looked at me with "that look" again and told me I
had to choose at least one pair! So, I picked the plainest white pair they
had. Okay. WE WERE DONE!!!!!
MY NIGHTMARE WAS OVER!!!!!
So I thought at the time!!
OH FRIPSY!!!!!!
I had to go back and change into my original clothes. COOL!!!!!!!!
THEN! I had to take the boxes and bags out to the car. Now I know the amount
of stuff that I thought I had purchased via Mrs. Brown plus the gifts from
Betty, but there were just too many packages! Mrs. Brown told me she had
made some purchases as well. Okay, felt better. (But, then again, whom had she
made these purchases for? Her or me?)
I went back into the store to thank Betty for all her help and the gifts she
had given me. She smiled and said she had enjoyed helping such a nice young
boy. (UGH!!) She then told me she liked the way I looked with my hair tied
back. (OH FRIPSY! I had forgotten to take the hair tie out and it was a
white one!) So, I thanked her again and left with Mrs. Brown. The second we
started to drive away I took out the hair tie!
Mrs. Brown informed me that she had made an appointment for the both of us,
but that we should eat first. I asked her what kind of an appointment and
all she would say was that it was a surprise. (Oh no! But, I was getting to
eat!) She then took out a small hairbrush from her purse and handed it to
me.
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