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Salt and Pepper, and Sugar and Spice Chapter 5 A lot more. Jason had said, "What if I wanted to take this part of me further?" A little worried, Ronnie asked, "Ah... Like what?" "Well, some of the things that you've said, and we've done. Have gotten me thinking." "Oh?" "Yea." "Like what? Already." With a very serious look on his face, Jason said, "Oh. Like maybe... I'd like to try living as a girl." "What!" "Yea. I think it just might be fun." "You're kidding. Aren't you?" Not being able to stifle a big grin, Jason said, "You know I'm kidding. I like me too much." "You'd better be kidding." "But, you did get me thinking about something." "What?" "You've mentioned makeup and wigs a couple of times. I think I'd like to see what I look like with a complete make over." "Really!" "We've never done makeup, and I'd like to try it. Do you have a problem with it?" "No. In fact, it might be fun." Jason looked at her for a couple of seconds, shook his head, and said, "You are crazy. Aren't you?" "You know it lover. Crazy for you. What do you want to do?" "Well. I've done some digging. I found a place, about an hour from here, that does male to female make overs." "What do they do?" "They say that they can take my ugly male face, and make it a pretty female face. Or, at least they claim they can. And, then do a wig fitting, and style it to my face. If the before and after pictures they have on the web are true, they do a good job." "Can I see? And, you're not ugly!" "Come on. I'll show you." They spent some time looking at the web page of the boutique, and talking about the various looks they saw. "Well?" Jason asked. "If they can really take some of those guys, and make them look as feminine as they did, you should be a snap." "You think so?" "I know so. In fact I think I could even do it." "But, wouldn't it be fun to see how someone that has done guys before would do it? We might learn something." "Maybe. When do you want to do it?" "Tomorrow." "Tomorrow! Can you get in that quickly?" "Already have." "What!?" "I got brave. Called them earlier this week, and made an appointment." "Oh!", Ronnie said, with a pretend stern look, "You were that sure that I'd go along with it. Were you?" "I figured that you just might." "Boy! You can read me like a book. Can't you?" she said, and then kissed him. "Sometimes, yes. Sometime, no. And, sometime when I do, I wish I hadn't." She play punched him in the arm. He grabbed her, and kissed her. She kissed him back, then asked, "What time tomorrow, and is there anything that we need to do before?" "Well. I have to shave as close as possible. And, if I want to dress afterwards, I can either bring my own stuff, or rent theirs." "I think you should take the black dress." "I was thinking of that." "But..." "But, what?" "Shoes. You need a pair of shoes to go with it." "Oh god! She wants to go shopping." "You know it lover." A little while later, they were back home with two new pairs of shoes for him. A pair of black pumps with three inch heels, and a pair of wedge sandals that Ronnie had fallen in love with. They had also picked up a few pairs of black nylons. And, after a stop at the local drug store, they had more of those pink bottles. When Ronnie had a minute alone, she made a phone call. On Saturday morning, after cleaning up the breakfast dishes, Ronnie said, "All right lover. We got things to do." "All I have to do is shave." She put her hands on her hips, looked at him, and said, "If you think you're putting nylons on those hairy legs!" "Oh. The pink bottles." "Yep. Lets go." They headed to the bathroom, he undressed, and she handed him the thong. Then she said, "Lift your arms." He lifted his arms, and she just shook her head. "What?" Jason asked. "Hairy underarms. It's got to go." "No." "Why not?" "Because... Ah... Ah..." "Can't think of a reason. Can you?" "No." "In fact..." she said with a grin. "What!" "I think we need to do a complete job." Later, as Jason was carefully shaving his face, he was mumbling about how strange it felt to be minus all of his body hair, including his arms. Her response was, "Will you stop complaining. You look good." Then running her hands over his hairless body, added, "In fact. I kind of like you this way." "Keep that up, and we won't make the appointment." After an hours drive, they pulled into a strip mall, and found a parking place close to The Changing Scene. He sat there looking at the building, trying to get up the nerve to get out of the car. She looked at him, and said, "Come on. It's no big deal." "I know. But, I'm as nervous as the first time I took you out." "Wait. You were nervous when you took me out the first time. Even after all the time we spent together studying." "You bet." "Why?" "Later." "Now!" "Let me get through this first." "All right. But, you'd better tell me." "I promise." With that Jason got out of the car, picked up the small suitcase that they had brought, and took the black dress off the hanger loop in the car. And, carrying his things, the two headed toward the shop. As they walked through the door, they were greeted by a woman wearing a name tag that said, Amber. Amber greeted them with, "Hello. Can I help you?" "Ah... Yes. I'm Jason, and I have a three o'clock appointment." "Yes. Lets see," she said, looking at an appointment book, "You're booked for a complete make over. And, I see you brought your things with you. Good. Linda will be doing your make over, and I'll tell her you're here. Have a look around, and I'll be right back." "Thanks." Jason and Ronnie wandered around the shop, and looked at a large selection of clothes, underwear, wigs, jewelry, and other things, mostly in larger sizes. A couple of minutes later Amber, and another girl, were back. And, Amber introduced Linda to Jason, and Jason introduced Ronnie to both of the girls. Linda said, "Come on back, and we'll get started." Linda showed Jason to a changing room, told him to change into whatever underwear that he had brought, and come back out when he was done. Ronnie went in with him to help him change, and especially tighten up the waist cincher. When he had changed, he was wearing the white satin bra, with the forms, the thong, the waist cincher, black nylons, and the black pumps. He just stood at the door to the changing room. Ronnie asked, "Nervous?" "Yea. She'll be only the second person to see me like this." "She's seen it all before." "You're right," and he walked through the door, followed by Ronnie. Linda was waiting for them, and looked at him with a little smile. She walked around him, studied his face, and said, "Have a seat, and we'll get started." Jason sat in the beauty shop style chair, Linda adjusted it a bit, and said, "Jason, you are going to be easy." "Easy?" Jason asked. "To start with, you are small boned, and your face reflects this. Most girls that come in for a make over have a typical male face, and it takes a lot of makeup to accomplish a feminine look. But, with you, your facial structure is almost female. First thing I'd like to do is take a couple of before photos. No one will see them, unless you okay it." Jason looked at Ronnie, who gave him a why not kind of look. Then Jason said, "As long as no one will see them." Linda took a couple of head shots, then said, "Good. Now, I'd like to start with a lip plumper. It will tingle a bit, but your lips will be fuller. I like to give it some time to work before putting on lipstick, and I may even use a second coat." After she had applied the lip plumper, she studied his face a little more. Then picked up a wig cap off the counter, and said, "This is a wig cap, it will hold your hair, allow me to pin the wig to it, and also use a little tape to give your eyebrows an arch. And, we're going for a sophisticated evening look. Right?" Jason nodded his head yes. She placed the wig cap on his head, and carefully tucked his hair under it. Then she took a couple of pieces of tape, and arched his eyebrows. Running the tape, from just above where she wanted the arch of the brow to be, over the top of the wig cap. Again she stood back, and studied his face. Then asked, "Can I work on your eyebrows a little? Just to clean them up." Again, Jason looked at Ronnie. Ronnie nodded yes. And Jason, said, "All right. I guess." "I promise nothing too drastic. I just want to clean them up a bit." Jason sat there, and endured the plucking. When she was done, Linda looked at Ronnie, Ronnie smiled a little, and again nodded yes. Then Linda went to work on his makeup, a moisturizer, more lip plumper, followed by all, as Jason had always thought of them, the mysterious things' women did to make themselves look beautiful. Linda and Ronnie chatted back and forth the whole time Linda was working. She was explaining to Ronnie what she was doing. Jason hadn't a clue what she was talking about most of the time. But, Ronnie was taking it all in. Then came the nails. Linda said, "If you weren't wearing closed toe shoes, we'd to a pedicure on you. But, we'll do a manicure, use press on nails, and use a nice color to compliment your lipstick." Jason sat there, and enjoyed the attention Linda paid to his nails. Working on the cuticles, and shaping the ends. Linda, showing him a box of nails, said, "These are self stick press on nails. I'll put them on, then put on two coats of polish, and a clear coat. The glue is water soluble, so all you have to do is soak your hands in warm water for about fifteen minutes, and they'll come right off. Then if you want to reuse them, you can use regular nail glue." Jason watched as Linda carefully picked a size, placed the nail in place, and pressed it down firmly. They added about a quarter of an inch to his natural nails. When she had all ten in place his made his hands look somewhat feminine. Then came the polish, and they really looked feminine. He liked what he was seeing. When Linda was all done, she looked at Ronnie, who had a big smile on her face. "Now, for a wig," Linda said. "Can I see?" Jason asked. "I think you should wait until we get the wig on. Don't you?" Linda said, looking at Ronnie. "Yea," Ronnie said, "I think the complete look needs to be there. No use spoiling the surprise." "I'm thinking, with his blue eyes, a blond, or light brown with blond highlights." "Maybe. How about a strawberry blond?" "Might work. I'll get a few, and we'll try them." Linda brought a few wigs in various styles, and colors. And, started trying them. A long blond one, a shorter blond one, a short light brown with highlights, and then a strawberry blond one. Linda noticed Ronnie's face light up when she put the strawberry blond one on Jason. The wig was a shag cut that did a nice job of framing his face. Linda spent sometime styling it, so it looked just right, then stood back, and nodded yes. "Can I see yet?" Jason asked. "Just a second, lover," Ronnie replied, "This needs something. Linda, didn't I see a good selection of earrings in the shop?" "There's a mixture of pierced, and clip on." "It's a shame your ears aren't pierced," Ronnie said to Jason, "Or, we could share." "We can do that for you. But, you'd have to leave the studs in for a few weeks, until they heal. So, no really pretty ones for a while," Linda added. "No way," was Jason's reply. Ronnie, as she walked out into the shop, looked over her shoulder, and said, "Chicken." Then Linda said to Jason, "You know, you're only the second guy that I've done a make over on that's had a girlfriend with him. I wish I had a girlfriend that was as supportive as she is." "Not a girlfriend," Jason replied, "She's my wife." "You lucky guy. And, she's very pretty to boot." "Thank you. You a girlfriend?" "Yea. I'm a guy. I just love to dress, and look like a girl so much, that I've started living full time as a one." Jason snapped around, looked at Linda, and said, "You are kidding? You're a guy! You look, and even sound, just like a girl." "All guy except for some minor surgical stuff. It's taken a lot of work." "I would have never guessed." "That's the idea. I only tell people that I want to know. And, I get hit on by guys all the time. But, I only like girls. So,", Linda said, with a big smile, "I guess I'm a lesbian." Just then Ronnie came back with a pair of earrings. She carefully clipped them on Jason's ears. Then said, "If it's all right with Linda, you can look." As Linda turned the chair toward the mirror, she said, "Fine by me." Ronnie and Linda watched as the expression on Jason's face turned from one of utter surprise, to one of utter wonder. Linda whispered to Ronnie, "I just love watching the expressions when it turns out this good." "And, it is very good," Ronnie whispered to Linda, then said to Jason, "Well. What do you think, lover?" "I don't know what to say. It's amazing. I love it. I look... I actually look like a girl," Jason replied. "Yes you do! Wait till you get the dress on." Ronnie got the dress, helped Jason into it, and zipped it up for him. He looked in the full length mirror, and just loved what he was seeing. Linda said, "The only thing I would change is black underwear for the white," "I thought of that," Ronnie said, "But, it's all he has right now. But, we'll fix that." "He's a lucky guy to have someone like you." "No. I'm the lucky one." "Jason. Do you mind if I take a few after pictures? I like to keep a record of make overs when they turn out this good. And, I'll give you a disk with copies of them." "Go right ahead, and take all you want. Then you can show me where I can take off the makeup." Ronnie glared at Jason, put her hands on her hips, and said, "Take it off! Take it off! You really want to undo all of Linda's hard work that quickly?" Jason said, "No. But..." "But what?" "I'm not going home like this." "Who said anything about home." "Huh?" "See how I'm dressed?" "Yea. I was wondering why you were so dressed up." "I didn't dress this way just to come here. I want to go out to dinner." "No problem. I'll just change back into my guy clothes." "They're not dressy enough." "Not dressy enough?" "Nope. We're going some place fancy." "We can go home, and I'll change." "We don't have time for that. We'd be late for our reservations at the Fireside." The whole time this conversation was going on. Linda was standing behind Jason, and trying to control herself. She saw where Ronnie was going with this. "The Fireside!" "Our reservations are in just under an hour." "I can't go like this!" "Why not?" "Everyone will know I'm a guy. Besides. What if we see someone that we know?" "Believe me, no one could tell you're a guy, and there is no way that anyone would recognize you. I'm married to you, and I wouldn't recognize you. They would just think I'm out with a girlfriend. What did you see when you looked in the mirror?" "Me, dressed as a girl." "Well, yea. When I look at you, I see a girl. I know it's you. But, if I didn't know it was you, I would have figured you for a real girl. It's amazing how good you look. The only thing that would give you away is when you talk." "You really want to go out with me looking, and dressed like this? Won't you be embarrassed?" "Yes, I want to go out with you. You look just fine. And, no you won't embarrass me, or yourself. If I thought you would, then I would never suggest it. I wouldn't hurt you that way." Jason turned, and looked at Linda for some support. Linda smiled at him, and said, "Don't look at me honey. She's telling you the truth. I would even be happy to be seen with you. You are very passable, except for the voice, and some mannerisms. Just watch the real girls, and learn. And, just believe in yourself, relax, be confident, and enjoy. The whole trick is being confident, and learning the mannerisms. Look at me. You didn't know I was a guy until I told you." With a look of total surprise, Ronnie looked at Linda. "Sorry," Linda continued, "While you were in the shop, Jason and I were talking, and I told him that I'm really a guy. I just happen to love girl things so much, that I live full time as a girl. A little surgery on the face, and boobs. And, no one knows unless I tell them, or they see the extra equipment." "You fooled me," Ronnie said. "That's the idea. It's all an illusion. And, Jason, you really do look good enough to pass." Handing him a photo album, Linda continued, "Take a look through this album, and find anyone prettier, more feminine than you are right now." Ronnie walked over, and looked over Jason's shoulder as he went through the album. On one side of a page was the photo of a man, on the other was a photo of a woman. Jason asked, "Before and after shots?" "Yes. Some of them are very good. In fact three of them, like me, live full time as girls. This album is the best of the best we've ever done. And, I want to add you." After looking at all the pictures, Jason said, "I think all of these girls are better looking than I am." "Honey," Linda said, "Pick one, and I'll hold it up next to the mirror, so you can compare them." Jason picked one, Linda held it up next to the mirror, and Jason looked. Then Linda picked one, and also held it up next to the mirror. Linda then said, "And?" Jason answered, "They're both very pretty, and I'd figure them for real girls. You really think I look that good?" "You look as good as the second one, and better than the first. You saw it for yourself. Didn't you?" "Looks like I'm out voted in this," Jason said. "But... " "But, what?" Ronnie asked. Holding up his left hand, he pointed to his wedding band, a man's wedding band, and said, "This, and it's not coming off. And, my watch." Linda said, "I'll be right back." And, she walked back into the shop. "She's really a guy?" Ronnie whispered. "That's what she told me. And, that she also only likes girls." "Interesting." Linda was back in a couple of minutes, carrying a few things. And said, "Put this ring on, next to your wedding band. It will make it look smaller, and it looks like an engagement ring. Take off your watch, and put this bracelet on. It will hide the mark left by the watch. This purse will go really great with the dress. This choker neckless will really add some class. And, since you're going out, there's one last thing I'd like to do." "What?" Jason asked. "I'd like to glue your wig on. The pinning that I did should hold, but the wig glue would really hold it in place. There wouldn't be a chance that it would come off, and you could brush it if necessary. And, it would help it feel like it was really a part of you." "Why not. What's one more thing." "Jason!", Ronnie said, "Linda is only trying to help." "I'm sorry. But, the butterflies are starting to have young." "That's all right," Linda said, as she started to carefully glue the wig on. When she was done, she put a bottle of remover in Jason's purse. As they were walking back through the store, with Jason in the lead, Linda said, "You know Jason, you walk in those heels just like you've done it all of your life. You even have a nice little wiggle." Ronnie turned to Linda, and said, "He told me that heels were one of his favorite things to wear." "No one is ever going read that he's a guy from that walk. It's not over done." A little while later, Jason and Ronnie were pulling into the parking lot of the Fireside. Ronnie had driven, Jason didn't feel secure driving in three inch heels. Walking, yes. Driving, no. They decided to park the car themselves, instead of using the valet service. As Ronnie parked the car, she said, "Just let me do all the talking, and everything will be fine." "I can't do this." She turned, looked at him, and said, "Honey. It will be fine. I'd never do anything to hurt you. If I didn't think that you could pass we would have just gone home. I figured that if the boutique did as good of a job as they said on their web site, that you would be passable. Linda did a remarkable job on you. You look very great. You just have to relax. But, if you really want to leave we will." "I'm really scarred. All I wanted to do was find out what I'd look like with makeup and a wig. And, now you've got me conned into going to a restaurant. If someone figures it out... " "No one will. Believe me, you make a very pretty lady. You're tall, but your total look fits that. And, if I feel that someone has read you, I promise, I'll get us out of there as quickly as I can." "It's really against my better judgement. And, I should be really mad at you. But, if you think it will work. I guess." "It'll be fun. Relax, and you'll be just fine. Just hold your head high. Like you're confident as to who you are, and are saying look at me, I'm pretty, I'm feminine, and I know it. And, just a little smile. The smile adds to the mystique. And, be sure, and let the maitre d' help you with your chair." Jason looked at Ronnie, took a very deep breath, and got out of the car. As they walked to the restaurant, she watched him walk, smiled, and told him, "Steps a little shorter. Swing your hips just a little more. Let the heels do their thing with your walk. You've done it at home." The doorman opened the door for them, and said, "Good evening ladies." The maitre d' met them, and asked, "Ladies, may I help you?" "Yes," Ronnie answered, "You have a reservation under the name of Blackwell." The maitre d' checked his reservation list, and said, "Yes, miss. A table for two. It will be about twenty minutes before it's ready. May I suggest waiting in our lounge." "Thank you. That will be fine." The two girls walked into the lounge, found a table, and sat. Ronnie could sense that Jason was very nervous. She leaned over, placed her hand on his knee, and whispered, "Honey, relax. You are doing great. Like Linda told you, you walk in those heels just like you've done it all you life. And, sweeping your skirt under you was the piece de resistance." "If you say so. But, seeing everyone looking at us makes me very nervous." "Remember, that we are both taller than the average girl. With three inch heels, it puts both of us at just over six feet tall. Most people always take a long look at tall girls. I've gotten it all my life. Besides, Linda made you look very pretty, and they're looking at that too. The men in want, and most of the women are jealous. " A waitress came up, and took their drink order. After she had returned with their drinks, Ronnie said, "I have to use the ladies." "Okay. I'll be here when you get back." "No girlfriend. Girlfriends go to the ladies together." His eyes got big, as he said, "No way. There's no way. I really can't do that." "Sure you can. Come on." "No way." "Honey. It would look strange if I went, and you stayed here. Besides, what if someone talks to you." Jason frowned at her a little, got up very reluctantly, and walked with Ronnie to the ladies' room. At the door, he hesitated, Ronnie looked at him with a little smile, he took a deep breath, and they walked in. There were two ladies just finishing, and walking out. The four smiled at each other. As Ronnie went into a stall, she said to Jason, "Just go over there, and freshen your makeup. Linda put everything that you'll need in you purse. I won't be long." This was the fanciest restroom Jason had ever been in, fancy wall paper, two dressing tables, and a couch. He walked over to one of the two dressing tables, sat, and looked in his purse to see what Linda had put in it. A lipstick, some of the perfume that she had used on him, mascara, compact, a small hair brush, his wallet, the glue remover, and a white cardboard tube. He looked at himself in the mirror, and still couldn't believe the work that Linda had done. It looked to him as if his lipstick could use a little touch up. So, he carefully applied a little lipstick, and blotted it as Linda had him do. Ronnie came out of the stall, stood and watched Jason for a minute. She smiled, as she watched him check his make up, and look at his hair. She walked up behind him, looked into the same mirror, checked her makeup, and said to him, "Fluff your hair a little like this." And, she used her fingers to fluff her hair a little, and he followed suit. Then she said, "Ready lover?" "I'm glad no one came in." Jason was leading them back to there table in the lounge, and he froze. And, Ronnie said, "What?" "It's Mrs. Reynolds, mom and dad's next door neighbor, and Mrs. Carver," Jason whispered. "Where?" "Just walking into the lounge, and they're headed this way." "Relax. Let me handle it." As they continued walking back to their table in the lounge, Mrs. Reynolds recognized Ronnie, smiled, and said, "Hello my dear." "Hello, Mrs. Reynolds. Mrs. Carver. How are you?" "I'm fine dear. Is Jason with you?" Mrs. Reynolds asked. "No. Just a girl's night out with my friend, Jaimie. She's visiting from France. Mrs. Reynolds, Mrs. Carver, this is Jaimie D'Aubigne. Jamie, this is Mrs. Reynolds and Mrs. Carver. You'll have to excuse Jaimie, she came down with a bad case of laryngitis on her flight over here, and she can't talk." The three greeted each other, and Mrs. Reynolds said, "You poor dear. Lots of hot tea, with lemon and honey should help." "Thank you Mrs. Reynolds. We'll give that a try," Ronnie said. "Have a nice evening without the men. We all need that once in a while. And, say hello to Jason for me." "Thank you," and with a smile, Ronnie said, "And, yes it's nice being out without the men." Ronnie and Jason walked back to their table in the lounge, and sat back down. Jason looked at Ronnie, and whispered, "That was too close. And, where did Jaimie D'Aubigne come from." "It wasn't that close. She's known Jason since you moved here, and there was no sign of recognition. Jaimie D'Aubigne was just a grasp. I needed a feminine name for you, and that's just what popped into my mind. D'Aubigne is mere's maiden name. And, your little smile didn't hurt. And, I think you're going to be Jaimie from now on when you're dressed." "Quick thinking, girlfriend. And, that was a nervous smile." Ronnie smiled at that. A few minutes later the maitre d' walked up to their table, and said, "Ladies, your table is ready. If you will follow me." Ronnie and Jason/Jaimie, carrying their drinks, followed the maitre d' into the restaurant area. He led them right past where Mrs. Reynolds and Mrs. Carver were sitting with their husbands. Jason/Jaimie became nervous again. They acknowledged each other as they walked past the table, and they heard Mrs. Carver say, "Two such tall, and pretty girls. Jason is a lucky boy." The maitre d' helped both Ronnie and Jason with their seats, and left them with menus. They enjoyed a nice dinner. With Jason/Jaimie realizing that he had to eat small portions, so the waist cincher wouldn't get any tighter. They just chatted like two friends, with Jason/Jaimie whispering his part. As they were walking back to the car, Ronnie asked, "Are you all right?" "I was nervous as hell in there, especially with the Reynolds and Carvers. But, I'm feeling okay. Not completely relaxed, but all right. When did you plan this dinner thing?" "Right after you hit me with the make over. I figured, that I could talk you into going out afterwards if you looked as good as I thought that you might. And, if it didn't turn out good, we could have just gone home. After seeing what Linda did, I'm glad I did it. You really did well in there. And, playing with your hair, where did you learn that?" "I should be really mad at you for pulling this. And, I was about ready to run out of there when I saw Mrs. Reynolds. But, I would have had to have gone right passed her. I'm glad you were thinking clearer than I was. I was playing with my hair?" "Yes. Just like a girl would do. Want to go some place?" "Where?" "We have time to get you something before they close." "Where?" "You'll see." In about fifteen minutes they were pulling into a large strip mall, and into a parking place in front of Kathy's Bridal Boutique. Jason/Jaimie looked at Ronnie, and said, "What are we doing here?" "Remember what Linda said about black under things." "Yea." "Good place to get them. This is where I got your cincher" "But, in black? At a bridal shop." As Ronnie was getting out of the car, she answered, "Sure. Not every bride wears white under her gown. Come on." Jason/Jaimie without hesitation, got out of the car, and started to follow Ronnie into the store. Ronnie stopped, turned, looked at Jason/Jaimie, and said, "Remember just a little smile. It adds to the look. And, you got out of the car just like a lady should." There were a few customers in the store, and three clerks. As they walked in, they were greeted by a pleasant middle-aged woman, and she asked, "Is there anything that I can help you with?" Ronnie replied, "My friend is looking for a few things. Do you mind if we look around?" "Not at all my dear. If you need any help, my name is Dorothy." "Thank you." Ronnie and Jaimie started looking around the store. Ronnie had purchased the waist cincher here, and knew where they were. But, she thought it would be fun to look around. She watched Jason as they looked at very intimate items of clothes, bras, panties, garter belts, corsets, and nylons. Not only in white, but pinks, yellows, black, and other colors. Jaimie was a little standoffish in looking at the intimate things. Ronnie whispered, "You're a girl. You can touch these now without anyone thinking anything about it." They wandered into the part of the building where the wedding gowns, bride's maid dresses, and formals were. Again, Ronnie, with a smile, was watching Jaimie's reaction. At about a quarter to nine, Dorothy announced that the store would be closing soon. So, Ronnie guided Jaimie back over to the intimate section, and easily found the waist cincher in black, with a matching thong. As well as a pretty black satin bra. And, took them to the counter where Dorothy was checking out another customer. When it was Ronnie and Jaimie's turn, Dorothy said, "I'm glad you found what you were looking for." "Yes," Ronnie said, "You have a very nice shop, with some very nice things. And, you'll have to excuse my friend, she has a bad case of laryngitis." Looking at Jaimie, Dorothy said, "Poor dear. You need to take better care of yourself." Then looking at Ronnie, she said, "Thank you, my dear." As they got into the car, Ronnie said, "You passed in there with flying colors. I told you that you could do it." After they were back home, Ronnie walked up to Jaimie, took her face in her hands, looked her in the eyes, kissed her, and said, "All right lover. Now, explain." "Explain what?" "Why you were so nervous the first time you took me out." "I thought you'd forgotten about that?" "Not me, lover. So, tell." "All right. Even though you told me that you wanted me to take you out, I really felt that you were way out of my league. You were so pretty, and so sophisticated. I figured that I didn't have a snowballs chance in hell with you. That's one of the reasons that I never asked you out, until you said something. I just figured that we were friends, and nothing more. And, that you weren't interested in me. Even though we studied together, and things. I was so nervous when I picked you up to go to that movie, that I almost chickened out." "You are kidding me?" "No. I came very close to not picking you up that afternoon. My heart was in my throat when I walked up to your door. I just couldn't believe that you really wanted to go out with me." "Honey. I... I don't believe this." "And, you know. Not picking you up that day, would have been the biggest mistake in my life. I would have missed out on being with the person that has become the most important thing in my life." "You're going to make me cry, and mess up my makeup." "I think mine is already a mess." Jaimie looked up at Ronnie, and her mascara was running down her cheeks. Ronnie wiped away her tears, and kissed her again. "You know," Ronnie said, "It feels weird kissing someone with that much lipstick on. And, lips that are so full." "No it doesn't. It feels good. And, you have the most kissable lips!" And, Jaimie kissed her. It wasn't long before they were removing each others clothing. They didn't bother with removing their makeup, or Jaimie's wig. And, this ended up being the most intense love making session of their marriage. Sunday morning, Ronnie was cuddled up as usual with Jason. But, something wasn't right, there was strawberry blond hair in her face. Then she remembered last night, and smiled to herself. Awhile later as they were getting up, Ronnie said, "Girlfriend. Your hair is a mess." "Huh?" "You still have the wig on, and it's a shambles. And, you slept in your makeup." Jason felt his head, smiled, and said, "I'm surprised that it's still on. That was some evening, you little sneak." "Linda did a good job. And, you enjoyed it. Didn't you?" "Well, most of it." "What didn't you enjoy? I know, the part after we got home." "That was the best part. No, it was running into Mrs. Reynolds and Mrs. Carver." "I can understand that. But, you were great. And, I told you that no one would read you. I only hope that Mrs. Reynolds doesn't say anything to your mom about meeting Jaimie." "Oh, God! They talk all the time." "Don't worry. If she says something, we'll handle it then." "Easy for you to say." "She probably won't say a word about it." "I hope." "You know. You were so cute when we were in the bridal shop. I was watching you, and you were in heaven. The look on your face, as you looked at all the things in that shop, was to say the least, amazing. I wish I'd had a camera." "It was that obvious?" "It was to me. It was almost like a child in a candy shop." Ronnie and Jason were having dinner with his parents that evening. And, the wig that Jason had worn, was only rented, and they had to return it. So, on the way to his parents house, they made the trip back to The Changing Scene to return it. Linda was at the counter, and was happy to see Ronnie and Jason again, and asked, "How did things go last night?" Jason rolled his eyes, as Ronnie said, "It went great!" And, then she went on to give Linda the details of the evening. After Ronnie was done, Linda said, "You two really had some fun. I wish I could've been there. Jason, how did it feel to be out like that?" "Really scary at first," Jason replied, "I felt like a guy in a dress. And, I thought that's how everyone was seeing me. But, no one was paying that much attention to us. Other than to look, and smile. I never thought that in a million years that I could ever go out dressed, let alone pass like that. And, after a while, it wasn't like I was fooling people, but it was just like being someone out for an evening with a friend. I did think that I was going to die when Ronnie took me to the ladies room. And, then seeing my parents next door neighbor. I should be mad at Ronnie for pulling that on me." "The more he relaxed,", Ronnie, with a big smile, added, "the more fun he was to be with. And, I could see more of his feminine side. I shouldn't have done that to him. But, after seeing how good he looked when you were done, it would have been a waste to not show him off. I'm glad I did. It was a fun evening." "Jason, I told you it was all in the attitude. If you think you pass, you will. You don't have a wig, do you?" Linda asked. "No. That was the first time that I'd ever worn one." "I can make you a really good deal on that one. It's a human hair wig, and a really good one. I can give it to you for cost." Jason looked at Ronnie. And, Ronnie said, "Love, It's you." As they were having dinner that evening, Jason's mom said, "Oh. Mrs. Reynolds sends her love. And, said that it was really nice to see Ronnie and her friend at the Fireside last night." Jason nearly chocked. But, Ronnie covered with, "That was Jaimie. You met her at our wedding. Unfortunately, she was only in town for a few hours, so we just had a girl's night out, or I would have brought her over." "That's nice dear. Mrs. Reynolds said that Jaimie, was it, was a very tall, pretty, girl." "Yes. She's even a little taller then I am." With that, the subject was dropped. And, on the way home, Jason said, "That was some quick thinking when mom brought up Mrs. Reynolds." "I figured that something might be said. So, I had been thinking about what to say, and that seemed to be the best story." Jason continued to dress at home. But, Ronnie was unsuccessful in getting him to go out again. About two months later, Jason was home alone, and there was knock at the door. He opened it. And, it was Puppy, looking just like a little whipped puppy, and she asked, "Is Ronnie home?" "No. Come on in. She'll be back in half an hour or so." "No. I'll come back later." "Amy. It's all right. You can come in, and wait." "You sure?" "Yes." "Thanks." Amy came in, and just sat in the living room. Jason could tell that something was wrong, very wrong, but he didn't pry. He offered her something to drink. She just shook her head no. He sat there with her, in silence. Jason finally heard Ronnie walk up to the door, and he got up to meet her. He gave her a kiss, and she asked, "Is that Amy's car out front?" "Yea. She got here about half an hour ago, and seems very depressed. She won't even talk to me." Ronnie's expression turned from one of happiness to see Jason, to one of concern. She walked into the livingroom, Amy looked up at her, and the tears started. Ronnie sat down next to her, and held her. Jason knew that it was best to leave the two girls alone, so he hid in the kitchen. It was better than an hour later when Ronnie and Amy walked into the kitchen, and all Ronnie said was, "Men!" "What!?" Jason replied. "You men are heartless." "What did I do?" "You, nothing. But, Ray broke up with Amy for no apparent reason." "No reason what so ever?" "No. He's even known all along that Amy was bi, and didn't seem to care. And, then today, he tells her that it's all over. No reason. No explanation." "Yea. I've got everything I own out in the car," Amy said, "The apartment was his, so I just moved out." "Do you have anywhere to go?" Jason asked. Amy just shook her head no. And, Jason added, "Why don't you stay with us for a few days until you find a place?" Ronnie looked at Jason, smiled, and mouthed, 'That's so sweet.' "I couldn't do that," Amy answered "Honey. You're like family. You're the sister I never had. So, our house is your house," Ronnie said. "Come on. We'll help bring some of your things in," Jason added. Amy stayed for four days, until she found a small apartment about a mile away. A few weeks later on a Saturday morning Jason and Ronnie were sitting, and eating breakfast. When Jason said, "Want to go out to dinner and a movie tonight?" "That would be fun," Ronnie replied. With a grin, Jason said, "Want to see if Jaimie wants to go?" "Huh?" "Do you want to see if Jaimie wants to go?" "You want to go out as Jaimie?" "Yea. I've been thinking about it, and I'd like to do it again. But, maybe this time just a casual thing." Ronnie actually got a little excited that Jason had suggested this, and said, "That would be fun. Want to visit Linda, and see what she can suggest for a casual look for you." "I thought you could do it? Besides, it may be too short a notice." "I could, but I kind of like her. And, it might be good to see what she does for a casual look. Want me to call her?" Later that afternoon, Jason was again sitting in Linda's makeup chair. And, Linda again started with the lip plumper, and then without asking, went to work on his eyebrows. She cleaned them up, thinned them a little, and added a subtle arch, even before the wig cap, and tape. When she was all done, Jason had a very nice simple feminine look, not too much, and not too little. And, as she was working on his wig, Linda said, "You know I'm really jealous of you two." Ronnie asked, "Why?" "You have a fantastic relationship. You support his feminine side like... like... I don't know what. But, it's great. How did you two ever meet?" As Jason, now Jaimie, was putting on a scooped neck blouse, and slipping on a pair of tight, back zip, jeans, Ronnie told Linda the story of high school, France, the quick marriage, and him telling her of his crossdressing. Linda sat there in her makeup chair, and just shook her head. Jaimie looked at her, and said, "What?" "I just wish I could find someone that was half accepting of me, as Ronnie is of you." "There have to be more like her out there?" "You're right. But, remember, I'm a little bit different than you are." "I know. But, there has to be someone." Linda got up to answer the phone, and Ronnie said, "Think she might like to go with us tonight?" "She might," Jaimie said,."Why?" "Well, I really do like her. And, she seems a little down." "Ah, the mothering instincts again." Ronnie just scowled at Jaimie. When Linda came back, Ronnie asked, "You doing anything this evening?" "No," Linda replied. "Would you like to go to dinner, and a movie with us?" "I couldn't impose." "I wouldn't have asked, if you were." "Well... " "Good. I'll take that as a yes." "Is she always this pushy?" Linda, with a wink and smile, asked Jaimie. "Only if she wants her own way. Which is ninety nine percent of the time." Of course this got a dirty look from Ronnie, and a "Vous paierez." (You'll pay.) The three went to a small restaurant, that Linda knew of, had a very nice meal, and enjoyed making small talk. Jaimie noticed that Ronnie was getting a twinkle in her eye, and a little smile. She looked at her, like what are you planning? Her smile got even broader. "You know Jaimie," Linda said, "I've been watching you. And, for this being only your second time out, you really are comfortable when you're in fem mode. I've only caught a couple of things you did that were masculine in any way, and that was only because I was looking for them. The only thing that would really give you away, as far as I'm concerned, is your voice." "Thanks," Jaimie said, "Tonight was just a whim. Ronnie's been after me, for a long time, to go out again, and I finally felt that it might be fun to do. I'm fine when I'm with friends, and not a bunch of people. This restaurant is great, not too many people, and the staff seems great. And, Ronnie does have fun with me when I'm dressed at home. She really gets on me if I show one little non-feminine trait when I'm dressed. But, I'm just not comfortable in large groups. I just feel that someone will read me. The voice, I guess I'm stuck with." "Good for her. You need to enjoy your feminine side. It's a gift. And, maybe not stuck." "Maybe not stuck?" "Voice lessons. That's how I did mine. I use to be able to switch from male to female, and back. But, I've been in female mode for so long, that I think I'm stuck there." "How long did it take you to learn to switch your voice?" "A little more than six months of hard practice." They never did make it to the movie. They talked the evening away. On the way home, Jaimie asked Ronnie, "What were you thinking about during dinner? You got that, I've got an idea that will get Jason into trouble, look in your eyes. And, you were quieter than usual." "Not you. And, not in trouble. But, we've got two friends that are lonely." "Oh God! Now she's trying to be a match maker." Luckily they were at a red light, because that got him a hard punch in the arm. "It wouldn't hurt to introduce them. Would it?" "I guess not." The following weekend, Ronnie had Linda and Amy over for dinner. And, it appeared that they hit it off, at least as friends. Two weeks later, Amy was again over for supper, and was helping Ronnie prepare it, while Jason looked on. Amy said, "I think you know that Linda and I had a date the other night." "I'd heard a rumor to that effect," Ronnie said, with a little smile, "How was it?" "Very nice. And, very interesting. She took me out to dinner, and we had a nice time just sitting, and chatting. She's a very nice, and a very interesting, person. And, very up front about herself." "Oh?" "Yea. She tells anyone she goes out with right up front all about herself. Did you know that she's really a guy?" Ronnie looked at Jason, then back at Amy. "Ah... ", was all that Ronnie could say. "I thought so." "Mad?" "No. I'm just glad she told me up front. Where did you meet her?" Jason's eyes got very big when Ronnie said, "Where she works." Amy said, "But, that's a boutique that caters to cross .... No!", then she looking at Jason, and finished with, "You can't be." Jason turned red, and looked at Ronnie for support. Ronnie looked at Amy, and said, "What if he is?" "Nothing. But from some of the things you've told me, I can't believe Jason's gay." Ronnie just started laughing. Both, Jason and Amy just looked at her in questioning way. Finally Ronnie said, "Gay. Are you nuts? He's not gay. Why did you say that?" "Well... Crossdressers are gay. Aren't they?" "Amy. Amy. Amy. No, love. Most crossdressers are not gay. And, believe me. Jason is not gay. I couldn't ask for a better lover. Didn't Linda tell you that she only likes girls?" "Yea. But, I thought she was an exception. A strange kind of an exception, but an exception." "You need an education." "But, Jason dressed as a girl. Sorry. But, that's got to be funny." Jason looked at Ronnie again, but this time not for support, but with anger in his eyes. Ronnie asked Jason, "Can I show her?" "I don't know if I want her seeing anything!", Jason snapped back. "Honey!" "Oh, go on! I'm out to the world now." Ronnie grabbed Amy's hand, and almost dragged her out of the kitchen. The two girls were gone for almost an hour. Jason was sitting at the table with his arms folded, when the girls returned. Amy walked up to him, put her hands on his shoulders, and said, "Jason. I'm so very sorry for what I said. Those pictures were unbelievable. And, Ronnie said that you've actually gone out dressed a couple of times." "Yea. Not funny now. Right?" Jason said. "Jason. I am so very sorry. I should have never said what I did. Ronnie really chewed me out. Please forgive me? You really did look fantastic." "Okay," he said looking at Ronnie, "But, honey you had better lend her that book." "Book?" Amy asked. "A very good book that might open your eyes a little," Ronnie answered, "So. What's going on with you and Linda?" "I'm not sure yet. She's very nice. I just don't know if I can handle the guy as a girl thing. But, we're going out again." "We've had some nice talks with her, and think she's a very sincere person. I guess that's why Ronnie thought that the two of you might get along," Jason said. "Jason!", Ronnie said. Later that evening, after Amy had left, Ronnie and Jason were cuddling on the couch, and Ronnie said, "You should have seen Amy's face when I showed her your pictures, it was priceless. The first thing she said was, 'That can't be Jason.' And, then I told her about Mrs. Reynolds, she almost lost it." "What she said still hurt." Ronnie swung around so that she was straddling his lap, looking at him face to face, and said, "Honey. I know it did. She wasn't thinking, and I really told her that she hurt you. We had a talk about you, and Jaimie, and me. And, she understands that Jaimie is a major part of who you are, and who I love." "So, she's not going to spread this around?" "She won't tell a soul. She loves the two of us too much to hurt us." "Good. That's a load off my mind. How does she really feel about Linda?" "She really isn't sure yet. Like she said, she's having a problem with the guy that looks more like a girl than she does thing. And, I think that seeing those pictures of you, kind of threw her for a loop." "I have to admit, when Linda first told me, it was strange to me. But, after getting to know her I see her as a girl." "Me too. You know. I have the same problem with you." "What problem?" "You are coming really close to looking better than I do. And, I have to work hard keeping up." "Oh, bull!" "No bull, lover. Linda did such a good job that it's almost scarey. And, you are getting good at doing the look yourself." "I guess I'd better quit while I'm ahead." "No way. I love having Jaimie around. Even though most of the time we don't go anywhere. But, it's been great fun teaching her things, shopping with her those few times, and she's great in bed." "Oh, is Jaimie a better lover than I am?" "Mmmm... Sometimes." "Really?" "Yea." With that he pushed her down on the couch, and began seducing her. It wasn't long before... Afterwards, they were cuddled up on the livingroom floor, and he asked, "All right. Who's better, Jaimie or Jason?" "Oh... I don't know... I think maybe Jaimie." "Is that so!" And, he started tickling her. "Stop. Stop. Please stop." "Who's better?" "Jaimie.... Stop. Stop. Please stop. Okay. Okay. Jason. Jason's the better lover." He bent down, kissed her, and cuddled her close. Then she whispered, "What's really nice, is that you're both Jason and Jamie. But, Jaimie is a softer, gentler, slower lover." Later that week, at dinner, Ronnie said, "Amy stopped by today." "How's she doing?" "Great. She's over Ray. And, I guess that she and Linda have seen a little more of each other. But, she's still having a little problem with the guy as a girl thing. Not to mention sex with her. That's what she wanted to talk about." "And, I assume that you were your usual helpful self." "Of course. We're having a girl's night out on Saturday." Late on that Saturday afternoon, the doorbell at the apartment rang, and Ronnie said, "Honey! Could you get that? I'm busy." "Sure," Jason replied. He opened the door, and it was Amy and Linda. They were both dressed very nicely for their girls night out. He said, "Hi guys. Come on in. I think Ronnie's still getting ready." "Where's Jaimie?" Linda asked. "Huh?" "Well. It's a girl's night out, and we figured that Jaimie was going with us." Ronnie had walked up behind Jason, and was grinning. "I don't think so," Jason replied, "Ronnie never said anything about Jaimie going. And, I just figured that the three of you wanted to go alone." "Wrong lover," Ronnie said, "Linda and I figured that it was time for Amy to meet Jaimie face to face. And, that she might like to see Linda work her magic transforming you into her." "Ah... Thanks for the warning." A little while later Jason was sitting at the kitchen table in a black bra, black thong, black waist cincher, and nylons, while Linda worked on his makeup. Again with the eyebrows, and Linda chastised him with, "If you don't start taking better care of your eyebrows, I'm going to wax them off completely, and draw them on." Everyone laughed, except Jason. It didn't take long for Linda to bring Jaimie out. And, Amy couldn't believe what she was seeing. Linda explained, "Jason is lucky. He is somewhat small boned, and his facial structure reflects that. So, it's easy to change his look. About the only thing that would help, would be higher cheek bones. But, we can do that for the most part with makeup." When Linda had his wig in place and styled, Amy just shook her head. Jason then disappeared into the bedroom, and when he came back, he was wearing a black leather skirt, a white blouse with fancy lace that let his black bra show through, a pair of black, three inch, sandals, and some nice jewelry. Looking at Amy, Jason said, "Well. Do I pass?" "If I didn't know better... ", Amy said. "I told you he was passable, didn't I?" Linda said. "Yea. Ronnie showed me pictures. You told me. But, seeing it in person." And, she just shook her head in disbelief. "My only problem,", Linda said, "is that I feel very small next to these two. Girls shouldn't be allowed to be so tall." The girls didn't get back to the apartment until after two in the morning, and it was lucky that Jaimie had decided to be the designated driver, or it would have been a cab ride home. Ronnie, Amy, and Linda were a little tipsy to say the least. Jaimie made coffee for them. And, then insisted that Amy and Linda spend the night. The couch was a hide- a-bed, so Amy and Linda ended up there. He had to help Ronnie undress, and the sexual tryst that usually happens after Jason was Jaimie didn't happen that night. On Sunday, Jason was up before anyone else, and that was around noon. And, he was sitting in the kitchen, when he heard a noise. He looked up in time to see Amy, completely naked, wander from the livingroom to the bathroom. And, a few minutes later wander back. About half an hour later, Ronnie wandered into the kitchen, looking like something the cat had drug in. She poured a cup of coffee, sat at the table, and Jason said, "You look terrible." "I hope it's not as bad as I feel. Don't ever let me do that again?" "I won't. You had better go get a couple of spare robes for our house guests." "Why?" "Amy gave me quite a show a little while ago, going to the bathroom completely naked." "She what!?" "She walked to the bathroom completely naked." Laughing, Ronnie said, "Oh God. I forgot she sleeps in the nude." "Hmm. Even in bed with Linda?" "Last night, I don't think she cared." Ronnie went, got a couple bathrobes, and put them in the livingroom. And, a little while later Linda, smelling the coffee, wandered into the kitchen. After pouring a cup, and sitting down, she said, "Thanks for the robe." "No problem. Figured they'd come in handy this morning," Ronnie said. About ten minutes later, Amy also found the kitchen, and the coffee. Sitting down, she said, "What a rough night. I'll never do that again." With a big grin, Jason said, "Thanks for the show, Amy." "Show. What show?" "Oh, just you going to the bathroom this morning in your birthday suit." "I didn't!" "Oh, yes you did. And, I love the tattoo on your right hip." Amy turned bright red, looked at Ronnie, and said, "I'm sorry." "Don't worry. He's seen it all before," Ronnie replied. "But, not me! I forgot there was a guy here. All I remember was the four of us girls last night." Linda was sitting there trying not to laugh, and Ronnie finally said, "Jason, will you please fix us some food?" The girl's night outs became somewhat of a regular thing, once or twice a month. Sometimes it was very dressy, and sometimes casual. Jason had become good at doing his own makeup, and actually started keeping his eyebrows very neat. Linda only had to make minor corrections in the beginning. Jason also continued to try to talk like a girl, using a whispered style, that sounded deep and sultry. But, it just wasn't right. Jaimie was around at home, and Ronnie had become very comfortable with this part of Jason. One thing that Ronnie loved, with the going out and dressing at home, Jaimie needed more clothes, and they could go shopping. But, something just wasn't right, and Ronnie couldn't put her finger on it. About a year after Ronnie introduced Amy and Linda, the four girls were out together. They had been to dinner at a restaurant that was in a local mall, and were planning on seeing a movie there. As they were walking in the mall, window shopping, they came to a store that sold formals, and wedding gowns. Amy stopped, and looked in the window at the wedding dresses. Ronnie whispered to Amy, "Wishful thinking?" - End Chapter 5 -