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A White Christmas and a Decision
The next day I called Eddie and asked him if he would like to go to the
party.
"Yeah I'd love to."
"It's not going to be a problem with your folks, you going out on
Christmas Eve?" I asked.
"No not at all, they were raving about you last night, how nice and
sensible you were. You made a real impression on my Mum and as I said
last night your legs made an impression on my dad," he joked.
"Ha Ha," I said. "So I'll see you Friday then."
"Yeah I'm looking forward to it already."
"Well is he coming," my mother asked.
"Yes he wants to come," I said going back into the kitchen.
"Ok I'll call Sandy who's looking after the tickets and order another
two, I'm looking forward to it should be a good night."
"Yeah well just make sure you get your cover stories right," I said as
she went to use the telephone.
On the Wednesday I was sitting at home when my mother came home early
afternoon. She made herself a coffee and settled into her chair. I was
clearing up the stuff you were wearing the other night and came across
this she said holding up the card for the beautician that Eddie's mother
had given me.
"I think we should get our nails and eyebrows done for the party."
"But they are permanent," I said.
"No they're not, we can trim them the next day, no one will tell the
difference and your eyebrows will grow back in. Come on, my treat and I
don't often pamper myself, I'll get mine done as well."
"Well as long as you're sure," I said.
"Ok I'll make an appointment for Friday morning."
The week passed quickly. At times it seemed that my mother was more
excited than me about the coming date. As Friday dawned she was up and
about early and woke me around 9:00am with breakfast in bed.
"Morning dear, looking forward to tonight? I am," she said as she handed
me a tray with a bacon toastie and some fresh orange juice.
"Yeah but I'm not looking forward to telling Eddie the truth," I said.
"I have led him on so much, so he's going to be pretty pissed, and he
will have some explaining to do to his family now I've met them."
"Oh I'm sure he will cope, he can just tell them you fell out or
something," she said.
"Anyway eat up, we've a busy day ahead."
Once I finished breakfast I dressed in the white lingerie we had bought
during our shopping trip, the black skirt and pink top and my black
stilettos. Once dressed my mother applied a light make up job to my face
and fixed my wig. Before collecting our coats and we were off to the
beauty parlour. Arriving about fifteen minutes later my mother was
attended to by a girl called Linda while I was paired off with Margaret.
One hour later I now had shaped dyed eyebrows and new false pointy nails
about half an inch longer than my finger tip.
Leaving the salon we made our way to a local coffee shop where we had a
coffee and a cigarette before heading home to prepare for tonight. For
the rest of the day we prepared food for Christmas dinner and generally
tidied up around the house, me finding it difficult to handle things
with my new longer nails. My mother sent me to have a bath and start to
get ready around 4pm.
"Remember and use my hair loss cream to get really smooth," she said as
I stepped into the bathroom. I soaked in the bath for around half an
hour before returning to my room to start and get ready.
Lying on the bed my Mother had left lingerie for tonight: a black lacy
under wired bra which was strapless and black lacy panties neither of
which I remember us buying and a fresh pack of what the packet said was
hold up stocking's. Taping up my dick between my legs I pulled on the
panties and bra before the usual process of gluing my breast forms in
place and encasing them in the under wired bra producing an ample
visible cleavage. I opened the pack of stockings and carefully rolled
them up my legs. They seemed thinner and more glossier then normal
before a settled the gummed lacy top on my thigh's.
Putting my dressing gown back on I crossed over into my mother's room I
said, "Where did this stuff come from," as I opened my dressing gown.
"Oh, it's just a couple of items I bought on the way home yesterday, do
you like them?"
"Yes," I said, "but it's a bit of a waste of money, is it not for one
night?"
"Don't worry, I'll wash the lingerie and take it back after Christmas,
make out it was too small and get the money back, now sit down because
remember I need to get myself ready as well."
After the application of foundation and powder my eyes were done in a
dark wine and pink eye shadow with a purple eyeliner and mascara, my
lips were coated with a rich wine lipstick and some lip gloss applied to
give them some sheen. My party dress that my mother had so insisted on
buying during our shopping trip hung on a hanger on the closet door,
taking it out of the protective sleeve I slid down the zip and stepped
into it.
"Can you help me with the zip," I said sliding the bodice over my
cleavage. My mother stood behind me and slowly pulled the zip up.
"Let's get your shoes and the wig on, then you can look at the finished
article."
I sat back at the dresser and my mother pulled out the wig she had
obviously been working on, because she had turned it into a cascade of
blonde curls. Finally she handed me the pair of shoes that she had
bought on impulse after seeing this dress. I opened the box to find a
pair of black five inch spike heels with a gold metal heel.
"They are lovely," I said.
"Yeah I thought they would really suit the dress."
Stepping into them they were surprisingly comfortable and easy to walk
in. A selection of jewellery had been left out for me, a solid gold neck
choker which I fastened to my neck. I'm not sure what type of stones
were in it but they were like clear glass. There was a matching bracelet
and a gold watch and a pair of chandelier type earrings, very similar in
style to the type of thing you would have seen the women in the TV
programmes Dynasty and Dallas wearing around that time.
Sitting by the dresser my mother painted my nails in a matching rich
wine shade. Waiting for them to dry my mother went to the bathroom to
begin to dress herself. About five minutes later, with my nails now dry,
I went to take a look in the mirror to see what I looked like. Amazement
struck me, the dress was absolutely stunning and the young girl inside
it was just as stunning. Leaving the bedroom I called to my mother that
I was going downstairs to get a drink.
"Ok dear, I'll be down in about 15 minutes."
I went downstairs and uncorking a bottle of white wine I poured myself a
large glass. Taking out a fresh packet of cigarettes I took one out and
placed it between my lips, flicking my lighter the narrow flame appeared
and I lit the cigarette. I was now becoming rather nervous, this was the
night I had to confess all. How would he react? Would he be angry, blow
up make a scene? I had helped him after all, but for god's sake I had
sucked his cock dry and I was a bloke in real life. I sat down taking a
large drink of wine to calm my nerves and smoked my cigarette crushing
out the remains of it in the ashtray.
A couple of minutes later the doorbell rang, shit who was that? Placing
my glass on the table I walked out into the hall. As quietly as possible
I called upstairs, "Mum, someone's at the door."
"Well just answer it, I will be down in a couple of minutes," she
replied. I walked towards the door and nervously opened it. There stood
a guy in his mid forties about six foot tall.
"Can I help you," I asked.
"Oh you must be Nikki, Carole's daughter," he said.
"Eh yeah," I stammered.
"I'm Robert, Carole's date for tonight."
I stood in silence for a few seconds.
"Oh yes you better come in," wondering what the hell was going on.
"You looking stunning tonight my dear, your Mother's description of you
does not do you justice," he said.
"Eh thanks," I replied, all the time thinking she had been discussing me
as Nikki with this guy. Showing him into the lounge I said, "Would you
like a drink?"
"Yeah a beer would be good," he said and I went to the fridge to get him
one.
Handing him the bottle and a glass I said, "Eh I'll just see if she's
ready, have a seat," as I left the room and proceeded upstairs.
My mother was still in the bathroom so I spoke quietly through the door
to her.
"What the hell's going on, you said that a girl from work was going with
you and why have you been discussing me as Nikki with this guy?"
"Keep your wig on," she replied.
"Anne had to pull out at the last minute, I did not want you to go
alone, and Robert's been asking me out for ages. It is only a one off,
it's not as if I'm going to get serious about him."
"But what if he mentions your daughter at work when they all know you
have a son."
"He won't, he does not work with me, he runs the coffee shop where I get
my lunch sometimes. Now go down and keep him company for a couple of
minutes, I'll be down in five."
I went back downstairs and into the lounge.
"She'll be down in a couple of minutes," I said picking up my cigarettes
and taking one for the packet.
"Here let me," he said as he produced a lighter from his pocket and
flicked it into life for me. Placing the tip in the flame I inhaled and
removed it from my mouth.
"Thanks," I said.
"So who is this boyfriend of yours and how long have you known him?" he
asked.
"Eddie," I replied, "and only a couple of months."
"Is it serious?" he asked nosily.
"No, it's kind of complicated, I don't know if it will last much
longer," I said as I sat down and picked up my glass of wine and took a
sip.
"So how do you know Mum?" I asked.
"Oh, she comes into my coffee shop, you know Lunchbox in the high
street. I've been trying to get her to come out with me for a while
now."
Finishing my cigarette I bent forward and crushed it out, aware of
Robert's gaze falling on my chest as I did so. A minute later my Mother
stepped into the room. She was looking better than she had for years,
with the tight red dress she had bought, a pair of five inch red
stilettos very similar to mine, and a wrap round silk lacy shawl over
her shoulder. She had put her hair up in a much more modern style and
was wearing much more make up than I think I had ever seen her before.
Robert got up to greet her.
"You look gorgeous Carole," he said.
"Thanks you, look well yourself," she replied as he gave her a quick
peck on the cheek.
"You look great Mum," I said for the chair.
"Thanks dear, I think we've got time for one drink before we need to
leave," she said taking my glass and pouring another glass of wine for
me and one for herself.
"Would you like another beer Robert?" she asked.
"No, I'm fine with this," he replied. She sat down and picked up her
ciggies and as with me Robert was quickly on the scene to offer a light
while I took one of my own and lit up as well. We sat and chatted for
about ten minutes me explaining that I was at college doing Admin to
Robert and my mother telling him about her work. Just as chit chat was
running a bit dry there was the sound of a car horn outside.
"That'll be the cab. Nikki your gloves and coat are on the bed," she
said, "bring mine down as well."
I picked up my bag and went upstairs to collect the jackets on my bed. I
was shocked to find a short white fur coat along with long black satin
evening gloves. Pulling them on they reached the middle of my upper arm,
crossing the landing I found a black fur coat the same length as mine,
with red elbow length gloves to match Mum's dress. I picked them up and
took them downstairs, handing the coat and gloves to my mother she put
them on and we went out to the waiting cab.
It was a short cab ride to The Tavern Inn where the party was being held
and as we pulled up I spotted Eddie standing near the entrance. He
looked really smart in a black suit with a light mauve shirt and tie. My
mother and I stepped out of the cab as Robert paid the driver and I
walked over to Eddie, a huge smile on his face as I approached.
"You look a million dollars," he said leaning forward and kissing my
cheek.
"You look smart yourself, shall we go in?" as he took my arm and let me
to the entrance.
Finding our reserved table the four of us sat down. Robert summoned the
waitress. To my horror it turned out to be Angela, one of the gang from
school. She approached and took the order, all the time I felt as if her
eyes were boring into me, but she made no comment and left to get the
drinks. I gently kicked Eddie under the table and gestured, my eyes in
Angela's direction. He reached over and took my gloved hand gently, gave
it a reassuring squeeze, and looked at me.
Reading his lips I could make out him silently say, "Don't worry it will
be ok."
Returning with the bottle of champagne, Angela put the ice bucket on the
table and left four glasses. I was sure she winked at me as she turned
and left.
The night had got off to an uncertain start for me, but after a couple
of glasses of champagne I was beginning to relax. My mother offered me a
cigarette which I took and lit it with my lighter, both me and her were
chatting me explaining about Angela quietly and her reassuring me. Eddie
and Robert were talking football amongst themselves as another bottle of
champagne arrived. Gently both of us inhaling on our cigarette at the
same time I saw Robert look across and he said, "Eddie my man what luck
guy's we are to be sitting here with the two most beautiful women in
this hall."
"Yeah I could not agree more Robert, we are the luckiest men alive."
"Quit it you couple of flatterers and take these girls up to dance," mum
said crushing out her cigarette. Robert offered her his hand and led her
to the floor as did Eddie to me and we closely followed. My head was
spinning as we danced slowly to the band whether it was the effects of
the champagne or the closeness of Eddie and his touch as his hand
supported my bare back as we danced around the floor or if it was the
secret I had to reveal to him before the end of the night.
The night went quickly and in no time at all we were on the countdown to
Christmas. As the assembled group counted down from ten we sat counting
with them, hand in hand with each other, waiting on the clock chiming.
As the hour arrived the general greetings went from person to person,
handshakes and kisses traded between friends and strangers as is custom.
In time all settled down and once again we returned as a group to the
dance floor. A slow dance was playing and Eddie held me close. My head
lightly resting on his shoulder he leaned forward and kissed me on the
lips. I responded at first but then gently pulled back.
"What's wrong?" he said.
"Look we need to talk and I need the toilet. Meet me outside in the
entrance lounge in about five minutes," as I slipped out of his arms and
picking up my bag went to the ladies room.
As I left the dance floor I could not miss the sight of my mother and
Robert kissing strongly and passionately as I went into the toilet.
Inside I slipped into one of the stalls and took deep breath. Now was
the time. Finishing my business I touched up my make?up and went out the
other exit into the entrance lounge. Eddie was not out yet so I took out
a cigarette and lit it, inhaling nervously as I waited for him to arrive
I gazed out of the window at the lightly falling snow.
The scene would have been really romantic if we had been a normal
couple, but we were not an ordinary couple. Unaware of Eddie's approach
I knew nothing until his two hands slipped on to my waist and his lips
gently kissed my neck. "Hi Gorgeous, what do you want to talk about?"
I stepped away from him, dropping the cigarette I crushed it out with
the toe of my shoe I began, "Eddie, I need to tell you something. It's
about me and it's difficult. I do care about you and would never want
anything to happen to you, but we can't be together, at least not in the
way you think."
"Why not?" he asked.
"Well you know that me and you getting together was a set up."
"Yes."
"Well there's more to it than that you see I am." I stopped.
"You're what?"
I'm-" At that point he put a finger to my lips and I stopped again.
"Wait," he said as his hand came from behind his back and produced a
small box. Opening it I saw a gold ring which spit into two narrow bands
at the top which mounted a rather large diamond.
"This is for you, I want us to get engaged," he said.
I stood transfixed like a rabbit in headlights for a few seconds, tears
beginning to well up in my eyes. I pushed past him and quickly went to
the cloak room. Collecting my fur jacket I slipped it on and made my way
towards the door as quickly as I could in these high heels. As I walked
down the steps and crossed the car park out on to the main road I heard
Eddie call, "Nikki come back please, we can talk about it."
Tears began to flow as I continued my flight down the street and away
from the inn.
As I walked down the road I realised that it probably was not safe being
out walking at this time dressed as sexily as I was and in drag. I
really should have got a cab but there were none in sight. In fact with
the snow getting deeper there was hardly any traffic in sight.
"Smart move Craig," I said to myself. I continued to walk, heading back
in the direction of home. I had gone another 100 yards when I heard the
sound of some drunken revellers coming to meet me. It sounded like a
mixed group, but I had no wish to meet them. Besides the fact that I was
a guy in drag and they might notice, I had been crying as my mascara had
run down my face and not wishing to come into contact with them I ducked
into a bus shelter and waited for them to pass.
They passed by the back of the shelter, not noticing me. I stayed put,
waiting for them to move off. Lighting a cigarette my heart rate began
to slow as I calmed down, waiting till they were gone. This deception
with Eddie had gone way too far, way to far I thought as I stood there.
I was just about getting ready to leave when I heard footsteps approach.
Backing into the shelter till they went away I waited. As they got
nearer they stopped and suddenly Eddie appeared at the entrance.
"Go away Eddie," I said.
"No, we need to talk."
"There's nothing to talk about, we can never be what you want us to be."
"Why not?" he responded.
"Because I'm....."
"Yeah you're a guy," he said.
I stopped, my heart dropped almost out of my stomach.
"You know?" I said.
"Yeah I know. Now let's get out of the cold, we can go into the all
night caf? round the corner and talk," he said reaching for my hand. I
refused but followed him anyway.
As we entered the caf? they must have wondered what the hell we were
doing there, all dressed in our evening clothes. The clientele that were
present were a mixture of a couple of down and outs sheltering from the
cold over a cup of warm coffee and a couple of taxi drivers enjoying a
break before going back out on the road. I went straight to the ladies
room to touch up my make?up and Eddie went to the counter to get served.
Having fixed up my face I returned to the caf? and found that Eddie was
seated in a remote booth away from the other customers and with two
piping hot mugs of coffee. I sat down beside him, opening my bag I took
out my cigarettes and lit one.
He began, "After our last night together, when you saved my bacon, I
just could not get you out of my mind, so I decided that on my first
return from university I would get in touch with you. The trouble was
you told me you stayed in Hamilton and I went to look for you. I walked
the street each day, hoping that I would spot you, but of course I could
not find you. Then by chance I happened to bump into Angela. Now
although part of the group any time I met her alone. She was always nice
to me, so I plucked up the courage to ask where I could find you. She
told me the whole story about who you really are and that you are in
fact Craig.
"The thing was I was shocked at first, but the longer I thought about
it, the less I cared and the more I just wanted to see Nikki again. You
see I've never been popular with girls, but we gelled from the first
minute and I know you're not a real girl but the thing is I still love
you. I've thought about you constantly, I've missed you, your company,
your kindness, your touch, your sense of humour, everything. I just
needed you back."
Stopping him I said, "Yes, but what about our families? Your Mum and
Dad, my Mother, what are they going to think?"
"Do they need to know? Your Mother seems quite cool about it. See, when
I went to see her I told how I felt and some of the things we had done
like kissing etc. I didn't tell her about the last night, but she agreed
to float the idea with you and see if you would play ball. And you have
and as for my mother, she's done nothing but talk about you since we
went for that meal. When are you seeing Nikki again? When are you going
to bring her over?"
Taking my hand he said, "Look, you've had your nails done, your eyebrows
done, doesn't that tell you something that you like being Nikki and
furthermore you like being with me."
"I need to go to the loo, hang I'll be back in a minute," I said
excusing myself and walking towards the toilet I went in with a mind
deep in thought.
I stood looking into the mirror at the reflection staring back at me. A
couple of things were beginning to fall into place now, my mother's
enthusiastic approach to our shopping, the salon visit, the introduction
to Robert. It was as if she was pushing me in the direction of being
Nikki, but is that where I wanted to go. I certainly liked being with
Eddie and I had cooperated with everything right from way back in the
beginning with Gordy and Lesley, when it had been a plan to ruin Eddie's
life and a temporary thing. Nothing had been refused, every change they
had implemented I went along with, little resistance but why? I opened
my bag and took out my lipstick. Rolling it up I applied some more of
the deep wine lipstick on my lips. Smacking them once I was finished as
I had learned to do before brushing out my hair.
Eddie was right, I did like being Nikki. The attention I got, the looks
from men and the enviable looks I got from women were something that I
had subconsciously noted, but not really thought about. I sprayed on
some perfume on my neck and wrists and some on my cleavage. Another
clearly feminine gesture I had learned over the last few weeks. When not
dressed as Nikki I had even found myself standing like a girl, slightly
bent knee and crossing my legs when I sat down. Closing my bag I went
back out into the caf?.
Returning to the booth I lit another cigarette. Once seated and looking
at Eddie, the same look in his eyes as before he knew I was Craig, the
same smile as he looked into my eyes.
"This is crazy, we could never pull this off for ever," I said.
"Yes we can," he replied.
"Nikki I need you, I want you with me."
"But what about sex," I whispered.
"Sex isn't everything, we get on well, we enjoy each other's company,
that's enough for me."
"Is it, you're sure?" I asked.
"I would not be sitting here if it wasn't," he said. His hand moved
towards his pocket and once more produced the jewellery box opening it
once more he said, "Well what's it to be, will you be my partner Nikki?"
Before I could stop myself the answer was, "Yes," as he put the ring on
my finger.
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