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Amy Kessler was sitting in the living room by herself. The company had
been gone for hours and she was finally left to think about the future.
This week had been all about the past. I guess that happens when you bury
your husband, she mused.
She and Jake had not been getting along. They had spent most of their
time together arguing. Their marriage had been coming apart and most of
the fallout from their dissolving relationship had focused on Amy's son
as he went through adolescence.
Jake had constantly criticized the boy for acting girlish. She could
remember the look on her son's face when his stepfather had ridiculed him
for his mannerisms.
"Stop waving your arms and talking so much. You're acting like a sissy."
Amy wasn't real excited the way her son sometimes acted effeminately, but
felt that drawing attention to him would not be appropriate. Naturally,
she spoke out in defense but Jake would have none of that.
"Faggots make me sick." Jake shook his head as he pointed a finger at the
boy. After that, Jake had not been interested in taking on the role of
surrogate father.
That was the last time the two men in her life spoke to each other and
that was almost eighteen months before Jake died.
Robert came down the steps and sat with his mother. He put his arm around
her and gave her a hug. He loved his mom and felt terrible that she was
suffering so. He had avoided Jake and not talked to him for a long time.
He didn't care that Jake had blown a valve driving in his car and crashed
into the bridge abutment. He honestly didn't care if the man had lived or
died. He was past all that.
Robert did care about his mom. She was his life. "I'm here for you and
I'm sorry."
"I know, honey. I know you are and I love you for it." Amy kissed the top
of his wavy hair and brushed it back from his face.
"I'm sorry that you're in pain. I know you loved him."
Amy sighed. She wondered when she had stopped loving Jake. It was
probably when he had stopped trying to communicate with her son. They had
talked about it but Jake was a wall when he made up his mind. Jake had
told her to make Robert a man and not encourage him to be a sissy.
Amy had not tried to change her son. She knew a lot about his after
school escapism and rather than confront him about it, she simply left it
be. Robert was alone in the afternoons until they both got home from work
and when they were home, he stayed in his room. Amy didn't want to lose
contact with her child so she determined not to criticize him for
anything he did.
She would have never told Jake about her son's experimentation with
cross-dressing. Amy knew he would have flipped out and maybe done
something to hurt her boy. If anything had happened to Robert, she would
not have forgiven herself.
She looked at her son's face and saw herself at fourteen. Robert had her
coloring and bone structure. He was slender and slight like she was. He
had her reddish blonde hair and fair skin. Sitting there next to her in a
tee and shorts, he looked a lot younger than his fourteen years old.
"It's alright. It's just the two of us now. We'll do just fine. Nothing
to worry about. We'll take care of each other."
Robert looked up at his mom and he felt the tears forming in his eyes. He
just didn't want to see her hurting. He had walked around Jake for so
long, avoiding any contact with the man, that his death was like a weight
had been lifted from his shoulders.
Robert stood up. "If you're alright, then I'm going to go up to my room
for a while."
Amy bit her lip. She wanted to say something but decided that the best
approach was to take it slowly. "Okay, but while you're up there, don't
you think you should wash some of your clothing, especially the clothes
in the bottom drawer? You can't keep wearing clothes every afternoon and
not washing them."
Robert's panicked look changed to a hesitant smile. "Uh, you're right. I
guess they need to be rinsed out. I'll go put a load together."
His heart was beating so loudly in his chest, he imagined his mom could
hear it. His ears were pulsing loudly with the words his mother had just
uttered. 'Oh my gosh,' he thought to himself as he bounded up the steps.
'She knows!'
Robert went up to his room and gathered all the clothes he had smuggled
away in the bottom drawers. As he gathered up the silken lingerie, his
fingers trembled. He still got excited touching the panties, bras, and
slips that he would put on every day when he got home from school.
As he made a pile on his bed, he sensed that his mom was standing there
in the doorway. He continued to sort them all out as she walked into the
room.
She sorted through the pile expertly. "You can wash these all together.
Just make sure you use cold water and set the washer to delicate. When
the cycle is done, hang them on the line next to mine."
Robert looked at his mom through his tears. He trembled with relief.
"You're not mad at me?"
His mom shook her head. "Never. Unconditional love is all I have for you,
honey. You belong to me."
Robert stood there holding the wisps of silken acetate and spandex. "I
thought you were ashamed of me cause of this. I was afraid to talk to you
about it."
Amy shook her head and smiled. "I'm always here for you and always ready
to talk about anything. I love you." She hugged him and when a pair of
little pink panties dropped, she picked then up and gently placed them on
the top of his bundle.
After Robert had come up from the basement, his mom asked him if he
wanted to sit with her. She had made a pot of tea and was in the kitchen
looking out over the back yard.
The two of them sat together and watched the birds at the feeder.
After a while, Amy spoke. "You know, Jake put that feeder in a long time
ago for me. He used to try so hard to please me." One tear rolled down
her cheek.
Robert reached over and held her hand. "I know you'll miss him."
Amy kissed her son on the cheek. "I'll miss those early days when he
loved the two of us. I'll miss the times when he'd take us out for ice
cream. I'll remember when he cared about you as much as me."
"Me, too."
Amy smiled as she looked over her teacup. "Do you want to go get some ice
cream now?"
"Right now?"
"Sure. But first, you go and change."
Robert looked at her. "Don't I look alright to go get ice cream?"
"Wouldn't you be more comfortable in that sun dress you have hanging up
in the back of your closet? And you'd need to fix your hair and put on
some lipstick."
Robert shook his head. "You knew and you don't mind?"
His mother shook her head. "Mom's know. After all, I'm the one who's been
giving you an allowance. I'm the one who cleans your room. What's to
know?"
"Uh, but everything is in the washer. I don't have any clean, uh,
underclothes."
Amy smiled. "Check your top drawer. I got you new things. A pretty pastel
yellow bikini panties and matching bra that I knew you'd like. But, maybe
you'd better take a shower first and shave. You don't want to have hairy
legs or armpits in that cute little yellow dress."
As Robert ran out of the room and up the stairs, Amy felt good. It was
the first time that she had seen him happy in so long.
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