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Summer Experiment
Chapter 24
Frankie got up early the next morning. Actually, Frankie didn't sleep
well at all and when the sun finally came up, she found herself jogging
down the lane away from her house and out towards the ocean.
She was exhausted from tossing and turning all night. She had plenty of
time to think, but her thoughts were so jumbled and confused that she was
happy to leave them behind as she ran along the warming asphalt.
Soon, her thin white top was wet with perspiration and her shorts were
soaked through. Her jog bra rubbed and she was happy to feel the freedom
of her body being one with her mind.
By the time she returned home, she knew that things weren't hopeless at
all. She knew that she was going to put her affairs in order and finish
what she came out to the Hamptons for to begin with. She had a book to
finish and some decisions to make.
I can finish the book, she thought. I'm going to concentrate on my work
and forget the rest right now. Work on what I can and let the rest sit.
Nothing is going to change unless I change it.
After her shower, she dried off and put on her makeup. Frankie laughed at
herself. Even though she was working at home, she would no more think of
not putting on mascara and lipstick. She ran a towel through her wet hair
and pulled it back and up in a high ponytail.
She had bought a pair of small gold earrings shaped like star fish the
other day in Susan's shop. As she put them in, she turned and examined
herself. She loved the way she looked standing there naked. She felt that
her body and her mind were one.
Frankie pulled out a new two piece bikini. With her good tan, it had a
wow factor of ten. It was black and sleek and very small. After she put
on the bathing suit, Frankie went out on the deck with her laptop. Taking
the occasional break to refill her cup or stretch, the morning went by
rather well. When the phone rang, Frankie was smiling at what she had
accomplished.
"You ready for me?"
"Mary! Are you coming out?"
"You better believe, girlfriend. I'm leaving my apartment right now.
Bruce lent me his car so I'll be there this afternoon if that's still
okay with you?"
Frankie thought about Bruce. Wow, she pictured his face. That seemed so
long ago, their Christmas party together. "Oh yeah. There's nothing to do
but put another bottle of wine in the fridge. You ready for fun in the
sun?"
"Am I? I am so ready. Well, I'll get there faster if I stop talking. Bye,
sweetie!"
When Frankie hung up the phone, she got out clean sheets and towels for
the guest room. Then she surveyed the house and found it in good order.
After all, she thought as she stared at the easy chair in the living
room, it was only yesterday I was getting ready for my date with Alex.
She sighed. Gosh, what a fool I was. I was so stupid to fall head over
heels for him and all my fantasies of being his wife! So dumb, so dumb.
Frankie sat on the arm of the chair. What was going to happen to her?
Some moments she reacted like a brainless fifteen-year-old schoolgirl
full of hormones.
Wiping the tears from her eyes, she moved back onto the deck to retrieve
her laptop. After standing at her desk for a few minutes, she impulsively
dialed the house back in New York.
It surprised her when Helen picked it up. She's never home in the day,
she thought. "Helen! Is everything okay?"
"Sure, honey, why wouldn't it be okay? I'm catching up on paying some
bills. It's Wednesday afternoon and I'm off."
Frankie had lost track of time and Helen's schedule. "What's new?"
"Nothing. Just trying to do your job and mine too. I hope you forgive me
when you get home for not keeping everything around here as neat as you
do."
Frankie laughed aloud. She had always taken pride in keeping Helen's
house as clean as could be. "That's okay. You're busy."
"I am. And it's a real pain to spend my afternoon catching up on paying
bills while you're out lying on the beach."
"You could be out here with me."
"Uh-huh. Friday."
"You're coming out?"
"Friday. I'll be catching the train or bus, whichever seat is available.
I was going to call for a reservation this afternoon."
"That's great! I just heard from Mary and she's driving out this
afternoon."
"Good. If she comes back on Sunday night or Monday morning, I can ride
back with her."
"That's good news, Helen. I miss you."
"I'm surprised to hear you say that. I figured you'd be busy and forget
about me."
"Hardly. But, I've been busy. I finished the book up, well at least
enough for the editors. I was going to email it off today to her."
"Super, honey. I can't wait to hear her response. I'm sure they'll love
it."
"They're already talking a September book tour. And the school is okay
with that. The Dean said they'd cover my classes and whatever I needed."
"No doubt. They'll get great press from a best seller coming from their
campus. Win - win."
"Helen, they're talking putting me on Oprah for real. They want to get
her a pre-publish edition. Maybe appearing on the show in early October."
"That would be nice. I'd love to see that."
"Would you go out there with me?"
"Sure. Wouldn't miss it for the world. Wonder who else they would have on
with you?"
"Oh. I never actually thought about it. But the editor said the company
is talking about a publicist and the agent traveling with me. They want
me on a slew of talk shows after that."
"Lot's to think about."
"Yeah."
"Frankie, I'd love to talk but I've got to go and get our bills in the
mail this afternoon. Let me know when Mary gets out there and save a cold
glass of wine for me. I'll see you Friday."
"I miss you, Helen. I really do."
"Me, too, honey."
After Frankie hung up the phone, she thought about her relationship with
Helen. After all of the infatuation over Alex and all the fantasy, what
did she really want? She knew Helen loved her and she knew Helen would
understand the Alex thing, but did Frankie want to be married to a woman
anymore?
She sat at her desk staring off into space as she thought over their
relationship. Frankie loved her present state of femininity and knew that
she was destined to be a woman. She knew she was transgendered and that
Helen had been right when she was meant to be a woman.
What were the next few years going to be like while she transitioned to a
new gender? She understood the procedures. After all, she had just
finished chapters on transsexuals and the long path they took for a legal
gender change.
Frankie thought about that. Do I want a sex change, too? Do I need a sex
change? She thought about living her life with Helen or being out on her
own and seeking out love. A man? Did she need a man in her life to be
fulfilled? Did she need to be somebody's wife to be a whole person?
Frankie thought about Alex. He was out of the picture. And Frankie wasn't
going to bring up the brief affair over the phone with Helen. She decided
that since it was over, it was a closed book. Book, she thought! Reality
check! She opened her laptop and emailed the entire book to her editor.
After clicking the send message, she sighed. It's done. I finally
finished ten months of work. I should celebrate. She stood and realized
that she wanted to celebrate with Helen. She had some much invested in
their relationship and while, sure, it was part of her past, and it was
also where all her happy moments had occurred.
Frankie wondered what it would be like to live the rest of her life as a
woman with Helen. It would take some work.
The ringing phone brought Frankie back to reality. It was Mary asking for
directions to the cottage.
Frankie stood out front waving as Mary pulled into the driveway. After a
hug and kiss, Mary fussed over Frankie's slim and trim body in the two-
piece suit.
"God, I'm going to look like such a tub compared to you on the beach. All
the men will be staring at you and ignoring me."
"All the men on the beach are gay, Mary. No one's going to be staring at
either of us."
Laughing, Frankie helped her carry her bags into the house. Showing her
around and dropping the bags on her bed took a few minutes.
As Frankie went to walk out, Mary said, "stay and talk to me while I
unpack and get changed. I want to hear all about your summer."
Frankie sat in the deck chair in the corner of the bedroom while Mary
unpacked her clothes and hung them up in the closet. "Okay, but first,
tell me about Bruce."
Mary kissed her on the cheek. "Yeah, maybe fixing you two up for that
date wasn't such a good idea. I'm still sorry about Todd. He's such a
shit."
Frankie shrugged and waved her hand. "Live and learn. But, your brother
is still a sweet guy and never did anything to hurt me. I like him and
only want to hear how he's doing."
"Well, Bruce is doing well. His new partner is so nice and sweet and
well, they're thinking of adopting!"
Frankie put on a good face. She still had feelings for Mary's brother,
but would never share that with friend. She smiled and cheered. "That's
great!"
"Bruce doesn't even talk to Todd anymore. After what happened to you, he
went to a lawyer and they legally dissolved their partnership. Bruce felt
so bad about you."
"It was my own fault for being so na?ve. That's the story of my whole
summer. I'm so stupid about how to do everything. It's like I'm learning
all over again about people, well, guys."
"It's not all guys are bad, Frankie. Some are wonderful. But, we can
fantasize about castrating Todd together."
Frankie laughed aloud. She wasn't all that excited about castrating
anyone, including herself.
After Mary unpacked, she started to get undressed.
Frankie stood up. "I'll give you some privacy."
Mary laughed. "No, honey. You sit right there. It's just us girls." She
pulled off her shorts and top and tossed them into her empty suitcase.
Standing there in just her panties and bra, she kissed Frankie on the
cheek. "I'm excited about being out here with you." As she unclasped her
bra, she freed her breasts. Frankie watched as the flesh was released
right in front of her face. Her breasts were enormous compared to hers.
She had so much!
Mary rubbed the red marks her bra had left. "Oh, that feels good."
Frankie watched her massage her ample bosom. Mary wasn't fat, just round
and full. Frankie felt a blush coming up her face. "What cup size are
you, Mary?"
Mary looked at the blushing Frankie. "Oh honey, I'm embarrassing you. How
sweet." She cupped her hands under her breasts. "The girls are D cups. I
was big way back in high school."
Frankie tried to imagine having breasts in high school.
As they talked, Mary pulled off her panties and stood there naked in
front of her.
Frankie was surprised to see that Mary was completely hairless between
her legs. She couldn't help but notice. Mary was the only other woman
Frankie had seen naked in a long time besides Helen.
Mary saw her looking. She spread her legs so she'd get a better view.
"You like?"
"Hmmm. It's different."
"Men seem to love it. Kinda kinky, don't you think." She stepped closer
for Frankie to examine closely.
Frankie laughed. "We wouldn't have been doing this last summer, would
we?"
As the women laughed together, Frankie watched approvingly at Mary's
pretty one-piece suit. She looked very attractive in it.
"Did you bring some clubbing clothes with you?"
Mary nodded. "I did. Are we going tonight?"
Frankie laughed. "I'll need to nap on the beach if we're going out
tonight, but sure."
Mary looked Frankie over closely. "Rough night?"
Frankie nodded. "Sort of."
"You want to talk about it."
As Frankie nodded, she felt the tears fill her eyes. "I guess I've done
some stupid things out here alone by myself. I've been experimenting and
well, I really have made a mess of things."
Mary took her hand and pulled her up and close. She wrapped her arms
around the taller woman and hugged her.
Frankie felt the tears coursing down her cheeks as she felt the sobs
leave her throat. "I'm such an ass. The past few days, well, I did some
things with some guys and well, I'm feeling ashamed."
"Guys?"
Frankie told her all about Carlos and Juan and her sexual adventure. She
kinda giggled and laughed a bit. "It was fun. We just did it all and they
were so cool about it that I never questioned whether what I was doing
was right or wrong."
"Did you feel bad afterwards?"
"Honestly?"
"Uh huh."
"No. I honestly didn't. I mean, it felt good and they were sweet guys and
we had a great time. They knew it was my first time and they were more
than happy to help me and we laughed and I guess I was awfully stoned but
it never seemed to be evil or wicked. I guess I was a slut and all but I
never felt guilty."
"You did cheat on Helen."
"Oh, Helen knows. She wanted me to experience sex with a man. All along,
she's told me if I want to experience a woman's emotions, I had to
experience it all. I tried to share the details, but she told me she
wanted to hear it firsthand, not on the phone."
"So, she's not upset or jealous?"
Frankie shook his head. "I don't think so."
"Well, if you have an open marriage like that, and it's just sex..." Mary
shrugged.
Frankie nodded. "Yeah, well. That's not all. I, well, I was kinda
starting to see this guy out here and I think I was infatuated with him
and I really wanted him, too. This last time, I seduced him."
Mary sat on the bed still holding Frankie's hand.
"You've been busy."
Frankie nodded. "I really lost control. It was like my mind was somewhere
else and I forgot about who I really was. I behaved so badly."
Mary nodded.
"The worst part was how my fantasies got a hold on my mind. I started
thinking about him and wondering what it would be like to be his wife and
living my life as his woman and I got so fixated on him. And I really
fucked up. And we had sex together and I was fantasizing about loving
him. Then it turned out that he lied and told me he was divorced and I
told him I was married and he assumed it was just an affair and it turns
out he's married and has a kid and everything."
Frankie sobbed and Mary held her close.
"I acted so stupid."
Mary talked to her soothingly. "It's okay. Whatever you did, well, it's
in the past and well, if you learn from it and don't make the same
mistakes, then you can't be accused of being stupid, just innocent."
Frankie pulled a hand away and wiped her eyes. "I must look a mess," she
said. "My nose is all red and my eyes are swollen".
Mary hugged her and continued to talk. "We're going to have fun together
and we'll have plenty of time to talk. Don't worry, honey. Everything is
going to be fine."
"Frankie looked at her. "You think?"
"Sure."
"What do you think Helen will say?"
"Do you care what Helen thinks?"
Frankie nodded. "I do. I miss her."
"Do you still love her?"
"I think so. Everything has been such a whirl these past few days, I'm
starting to wonder at my own mind."
"Well, one good thing."
"What's that?"
"Did you use condoms?"
Frankie nodded. "Of course."
"Then, you don't have to worry about getting pregnant."
The two women packed some cold drinks and walked over the dunes to lie in
the sand by the ocean. Frankie fell asleep and Mary worked on her tan and
read a book.
When Frankie awoke, they took a walk along the ocean's edge. It was so
beautiful. Walking along under the enormous sky, listening to the
pounding surf, and marveling at all the beautiful boys lying in the sun.
"Bruce met Todd out here on Fire Island. I remember how excited he was so
long ago to find another man who wanted the same things as he did. He had
been so unhappy growing up and knowing he was gay and having to hide it."
Frankie thought about it. "At least he knew what he wanted. I was just
confused."
As they walked along, they watched all the pretty bodies. The hard abs,
the full Speedos. Mary giggled. "You're right. No one is looking at us.
I could strip down right now and no one would even look up."
Frankie laughed. She touched her crotch. "Bet they'd look if I stripped
off my suit."
It was Mary's turn to laugh. "I keep forgetting you have a cock."
"Yeah. Sometimes I forget too."
"Are you going to get it cut off? Duh, you know what I mean."
"I don't know. I stopped taking all the hormones and blockers and I'm
waiting to see what's going to happen. The doctor said that the collagen
will fade away and I won't have the curves in the fall, but nothing seems
to have faded, if anything, I feel like I'm getting rounder."
"You have such a cute body. I wish I could be taller and have a model's
body sometimes. But, I'm happy with what I have. I'm jealous of you,
Frankie. I haven't had anywhere near as much sex as you have this week."
They laughed together.
"Well. Maybe tonight we can change that all. There are some pretty hot
clubs out here."
Mary laughed. "That's okay. I'd rather be with you and have fun than
worry about some guy humping me cause I'm a summer fling."
Frankie got quiet.
Mary took his hand. "I'm sorry, honey. That wasn't aimed at you. All us
girls get used. You're not the only one who's lost their mind over a guy
only to be brought up short."
"I know you're right, but I still feel sorry for myself."
"What's his name?"
"Alex."
"Uh huh. Well, it's Alex' loss. He'll be thinking of you tonight when he
gets in bed with his wife. He's going to have some guilt over what he
did. You have to believe it."
"No. I don't think so."
"Men can be such shits."
After an afternoon of naps and reading, Mary and Frankie kept busy with a
salad and an open bottle of wine.
Frankie helped Mary chose a pretty sundress and heels and Mary helped
Frankie with her hair.
The clubs were a lot of fun that night. Frankie introduced Mary to Susan.
Later, as they were leaving, Mary whispered. "Your friend, Susan, made a
pass at me. What do you think? Should I have a lesbian love affair?"
Frankie laughed and shrugged. "I guess that's what I have with Helen."
It was Mary's turn to laugh.
Dear Readers,
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