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College Girl Pt 6 By Holly Day (Please read College Girl parts 1-5 before reading this installment.) I was now a woman not only legally but in my own mind. I was feeling some discomfort from the operation but that was to be expected. I had to lie down with a triangular pillow between my legs for my complete hospital stay. The only exercise I got was raising my legs in bed to promote circulation. After the fourth day the packing and catheter were removed. My vagina depth was measured and it was found to be six inches. I was shown how to use the first of a series of dilators by a nurse. The nurse did my dilation at first and slowly had me do it under her supervision. I was told that my vagina had to be dilated fifteen to twenty minutes a day for the first few days. A couple days after the packing was removed, I was released from the hospital. Candi helped me to the wheel chair and an orderly pushed me to the door. Candi ran ahead to get the car and was waiting for me as I was rolled out the door. I walked to the car and very carefully sat down making sure to keep my legs spread so as not to stress the wounds. A nurse came to my apartment daily. Candi was always there to help me get to the bathroom and get dressed. I returned for my first check up the morning before my first class. I had my first douche and was told to douche twice a week right after dilating and then to use the dilator again to force out the fluid. That first week at school was the hardest. I was allowed to move around, but I had to make sure not to strain myself. Sitting in a very unladylike manner was difficult so I always went straight home after class for that first couple weeks. The nurse came in the morning before my classes each day that week to help me dilate. By the end of the week she was confident that I knew how to dilate myself. Dilation was now a permanent part of my life. The frequency of my dilations had increased to twice a day for 30 to 40 minutes and the next larger size dilator was added to the regimen. Seeing the dilator disappear into me was fascinating. I started feeling sensations that became stronger each day. After ten days I was told to increase the frequency to three times a day and gradually the dilator sizes were increased. By the end of twelve week period I was told the dilator size would be maximized. I was also told that for the first year the regimen would then be to use the largest dilator three times a day for 40 minutes. Thereafter I would always need to dilate on a regular basis. The nurse told me that sex was an alternative option to the dilator but I decided not to go that route for now. I had had enough of loveless sex. What I wanted now is what I saw with my friends. True they may have their tiffs with each other but Ashley and David were really in love and quite happy. Amber and Brian were more open about their relationship and were always planning new things to do as a couple. However I expect when I do fall in love that intercourse will become my favorite way of dilating. During the second week of the quarter, I stopped in with the school counselor just to confirm that I had the right courses to graduate. Being my final quarter I was taking all electives. Two were in my business major and one was a basic education requirement in humanities for which I picked out an art history course. Over all it was not going to be a difficult quarter. My professors had all told us that graduating seniors could opt out of the final exam if they so chose and accept the grade that they had earned up to that point. I sat down with my counselor and she looked over my record. "You have quite an impressive school record, Jamie." "Thank you Dr. Wilson." "Are you going on to graduate school?" "I might if I get a research or teaching assistantship." "Well I should think you have a good chance. You know we do have a good school here and would be glad to have you." "Really!" "Yes, I've had a couple professors ask for good qualified candidates." "I thought with everyone here knowing my background that no one would want me." "You mean because you are transgendered?" "Yes, but really I'm through that now. I had my operation and I consider myself to be a woman. Although post operative transsexual is correct, I would prefer not to be labeled as anything other than a woman." "Good for you. I hadn't realized that you had completed your transition." "Well hardly anyone in school does know. Only my closest friends and they know how to keep a secret, that and the fact that the operation was only three weeks ago." "I see. Are you happy?" "Oh yes very, very happy." "Good. I'm so glad that you have come through your problem so well. The fact that you have done so well at school while dealing with something that major in your life shows us that you would make an excellent candidate for a teaching assistant. So would you mind if I put your name up to a few of our professors." "Oh yes, thank you so much." "By the way Jamie, I have several letters here that I think belong to you. They're from a Eunice Jones and are addressed to Jamie Jones care of the college of business. Are they your's." I gulped realizing that the letters were from my mother. "Yes, Dr Wilson, I believe they are from my mother." "Here you go," she said handing me the letters. "I suspect you have had a hard time with your parents. Maybe that you are now through with your transition, you might want to reopen communication." "Thank you Dr Wilson," I said taking a hold of the letters shakily. "I did send them a Christmas card last Christmas, but that was the first communication I had had with them since the end of my freshman year." "Well it looks like your mother wants to reopen communication too. I wish you luck." "Thank you Dr. Wilson," I repeated and left backwards out of her door. I was so excited and scared all at the same time. My school counselor liked me and thought I would make a good graduate student. On top of which there was the possibility of an assistantship. And in my hand are three letters from my mother. I got home just when Candi was just getting up. She saw me come into the kitchen and sit down at the table. "What's up, Jamie," she said. "It looks like you've seen a ghost." "Not quite," I answered. "My school counselor just gave me three letters from my mother." "What does she say?" "I don't know yet. I'm finding the courage to open the letters." "Courage? You just went through your SRS and you don't have the courage to open your mother's letters?" "It is kind of silly isn't it? She may be telling me what a terrible son I am or she could be apologizing for not being supportive of me going to college." "Just open it," said Candi. I ripped open the first letter and began reading. Dear Jamie, If that is what you are now calling yourself. I got your Christmas card and nearly fainted. I was so worried that you had died. After you disappeared, your father thought good riddance but I kept looking for you. I've checked everywhere but I couldn't find you. Why I ever gave you such a common name as James to go along with Jones was crazy. It was my father's name and I just wasn't thinking. I called every James, Jim and Jimmy Jones I could find. Please call me. I miss you and want you back. I'm sorry for letting your father and his selfishness get between us. Love Your Mother, Eunice I opened the next letter and it was almost the same. She was pleading with me to call her. I opened the last and it was the same. Obviously my father was not in the mood to reconcile, but my mother was reaching out. "What are you going to do?" asked Candi. "I'm going to write to her, but how do I not tell her where I live, and yet give her an address for her letters to me?" "Well you could use the internet." "I doubt if she has a computer." "Well get her to use a computer at a library or somewhere else." "That's a good idea. That way she can write to me without my father finding out." I wrote a short note to her telling her my email address and how to set up a free email address through the city library at home. I also told her that I had changed a lot, but I didn't say how. I also told her that I was happy and doing well and had a lot of good friends. I hesitated at the complimentary closing 'Love' but used it anyway. Quickly I sealed the envelope, addressed it, put on a stamp on it and dropped it at the post office before I could rethink what I was doing. Within three days I got my first email from her. It was short and just asked if I was willing to talk to her. I responded that I would rather write at first. With my voice so obviously female now, I didn't want to shock her without preparing her first. Thus we started at a conversational level. I would come home each afternoon and find an email from mom. Then I would send her an email which she would read the next day. I wasn't sure but the tone of my letters was very feminine and I think she was beginning to figure it out. That is I think she was suspecting that I was gay. At school all was going well. I had more time to spend with my friends however none of our classes were in common any more. David and Ashley were taking the same classes as were Brian and Amber so each couple studied together. After three weeks, I started studying in the library by myself. One afternoon, a classmate from my art history class sat down next to me. "I see you're studying for the exam in our art history course. Would you like to study together?" I looked at him. I had seen him in class. He was cute in a nerdish kind of way. "My name is Jamie. I don't believe I know your's?" "My name is Kevin. I've seen you in class and have wanted to meet you. Is that alright?" I looked up at him. He was tall, had dark blond hair, blue eyes and was pleasant looking. He was rather proportional in size, the kind of person, whose size is deceptive, unless you see him near something else of known size. He wore glasses that were not very thick and I could see his eyes clearly. Over all he was rather nice looking. "Sure Kevin," I said and half smiled. "You're a bit shy aren't you?" "Just a little," he said. Then with a burst of enthusiasm he said, "Do you want to study together?" "That would be nice. I like to study with others. It's just that with this class, I really didn't know anyone." "Great then," he said and he sat down. We had a wonderful time. We studied each painting and memorized the painter, style and year of each painting. Kevin had made flash cards of the different painting by photocopying the pictures in our book and putting information on the back of each picture. It was actually fun studying with him. I was showing him all my little memory tricks and he was showing me his. It was getting late when we finally stopped. He walked me to my car and even carried my books. I told him I'd see him in class tomorrow and that I really had a nice time studying with him. "Thanks, I really had a good time too. See you tomorrow?" "Sure, be safe ok?" then I closed the door and started home. In the rear view mirror I saw him running back to his car and take a leap cross a concrete car stop. The next day at school I met Kevin going into the class. "Ready for the exam?" I asked. "I hope so," he said. "How about after the exam, we go to Dominic's for lunch?" "That sounds nice," I said. "Great I'll meet you in the lobby when we're through," he said with a very happy grin and a twinkle in his eye. I felt warm and squeezed my book bag and went inside the classroom and took the exam. Afterward we met in the lobby. He had finished about five minute before me and I found him waiting on a bench. As soon as he saw me he stood up. "How did it go?" "I think it went very well. There were a couple multiple choice questions that I'm not sure about, but other than that I think it was ok." "Me too. Want to head over to Dominic's now." "Ok," I said. We started out of the building and he opened the doors for me. We had lunch and he told me all about himself. At least he told me the high points. He was an engineering student finishing up his undergraduate program. He was just a couple months older than me. He really hadn't dealt too much with students outside his discipline. I on the other hand knew next to nothing about engineering and science, so we were even. If it weren't for having to take an art appreciation class we would never have met. He told me of his plans to get a master's degree and his coop job at a large research and development laboratory. How anyone could be so excited by material properties was funny. I guess all of my business charts had the same effect on him. At the end of the meal I was ready to get up and go to my last class of the day when he asked, "Would you like to go the museum downtown? I've heard it is really interesting." He was awfully cute in the way he asked. "That sounds like an interesting place to go. I've never been there." It seemed strange that of all the places that men had taken me to, none had taken me to a museum. "Yes that really does sound nice." "How about Saturday, I'll pick you up at noon and we'll go to the museum? They have a sit down restaurant there and we can have lunch. I've been told it is in an atrium." "That sounds good to me. Here let me write down my address." I reached into my bag and pulled out a piece of paper and a pencil and wrote down the information and my phone number." Handing him the paper our hands touched and I felt a spark. "Sorry, the static electricity really does build up on this carpet," he commented. I smiled up at him. "Oh was that what that was. I just thought something sparked between us." "I think you're right. See you Saturday." We walked out together and then in different directions. As I got to the corner I looked back. He was still looking at me and waved. I waved back and turned the corner. I told Candi all about Kevin. "You like him, don't you?" she asked. "A little. He is sweet." "Well go for it sister you deserve it." In my next email to my mother, I told her that I had just gone on date to the museum and how my friend and I discussed the different painters using our new found knowledge on the subject. Mom wanted to know more about 'her' so I included information like 'K' is an engineering student. When pressed for a name I just told her that I didn't want to jinks the relationship. A month into the quarter I was definitely feeling more mobile. Kevin and I were having regular dates on Saturdays. After our third date to a movie, I allowed him to kiss me on the lips. He was all aglow after that. I decided to introduce him to my other friends the next week. I was feeling well enough to join my friends in a nature walk and campfire that they had planned for the next week. Talking to my friends I told them about Kevin. They were a bit concerned for me. They knew that I was still recovering and they worried about me. "Have you told him yet? You know about your sexual status," asked Amber. "No, I'm scared he'll leave." "Well someone is bound to tell him. It would be better for you to tell him than have someone else tell him." "I know I just don't know how." "You better do it soon or you'll have to explain why you kept it secret," added Ashley. "I know. I know. You're right; I can't keep putting it off. Please would you stay here while I tell him? If he rejects me I'm going to need your support more than ever." "Of course we'll all stay," said Brian. "When should I do it?" "Why don't you think about it on our walk through the woods? By the time we all get back I'm sure you'll know what to say." "Ok, I'll try." The walk was fun. I was showing off my bird spotting knowledge again and Kevin was an attentive listener. When we got back I turned to my friends. "Please would you mind waiting over by the picnic table. I need to talk to Kevin alone." Kevin had a very quizzical look on his face. I looked up at him and with a serious sound to my voice said, "Kevin there is something you need to know about me. It is important that you know. My friends know as do many others on campus. It won't be long before someone tells you and I don't want it coming from anyone but me." "What could be so bad? Are you an ex con or something?" "No I have a secret I have to tell you. It may change what you think of me and our relationship. I just want you to know before I tell you my secret that I am very attracted to you and if this relationship continues it may grow into something bigger." Kevin was both happy to hear how I felt but also scared of what I was about to say. "I think I love you Jamie and I'm not sure I want to hear anything that would upset that." "No Kevin you are going to have to know. Kevin I was born a boy. It wasn't until the last couple years that I have come to realize that I am a girl." "You mean you are a boy dressed as a girl, a transvestite?" "No Kevin, it's much more than that. I am a transsexual. I've been on female hormones for the last four years, ever since the first quarter of our freshman year. I had my name changed in my sophomore year and have been living as a girl for almost three years now." "So you're still a boy on female hormones?" "No I'm a woman on female hormones. Over last spring break I had the final surgery that made me a woman." "You had a sex change operation?" "Yes, and I am very happy. I hope you will understand." "Wow that is a lot to take in." He walked in a circle obviously thinking. "So you're friends know all about you from the beginning?" "Yes, except for David. I only got to know him at the end of my freshman year." "What do they think about us?" "They like you Kevin. They like us. They're waiting to see if you accept me and if you don't they are there to comfort me." "I see. This is a lot to drop on a guy." "I know but there was no other way." "Tell you what," said Kevin. "I'm going for another walk. Why don't you go over with your friends and start up the fire for the hotdogs and marshmallows. I just need some time to sort things out." Kevin put his hands in his jacket pockets and walked back into the woods. I walked over to friends and told them what had happened. Everyone then quietly started putting together a bonfire. Ashley was the first to speak. "I think he'll be alright. He does like you a lot." "I don't know if he can over come the prejudice that we all are raised with," said David. "Well I think he would be a damn fool to let you go Jamie," said Brian. "I agree," said Amber. "Thanks guys," I said. "I'm just too nervous to talk about it. Let's break out the hotdogs. I packed a large thermos of hot chocolate. Anyone interested?" "Ya" said everyone. I had just started pouring when Kevin came up. "Kevin you're back." "Yes Jamie. I've been thinking about the last month and the good times I've had with you. I've really enjoyed every minute of it. I don't know if this relationship will last anymore than any other relationship. But for now I don't want it to stop. I know I will be the butt of some unkind words as I'm sure you know." I was nodding my head yes. "When I see you, I only see Jamie, an intelligent, beautiful woman who actually likes me well enough to be with me; a woman who has the courage to tell me the truth. You make my life brighter and I would really like it if you would have me as your boyfriend." I immediately went to tears and ran to him. Putting my arms around his neck I reached up and kissed him. "Oh Kevin you've made me so very happy." Once we broke the kiss, all of my friends came around and shook Kevin's hand and told us how happy they were for us. The guys then tended the fire as we gals got the food ready. Each of us had a skewer as we sat on the benches surrounding the fire pit. Each couple sat on a different small bench, up wind of the fire and snuggled in close. I was so happy. Kevin wrapped an arm around me and I rested my head on his shoulder. Ashley was doing the same with David. Looking over at us she saw me looking at her. She smiled and gave me a wink. Kevin and I became inseparable after that. Little by little the bond was forming. Kevin told me of his plans to continue on with his education and get his Master's degree at State. He had already been accepted as a research assistant by a professor at the university Two months after my operation Candi had her operation. We reversed roles and I became her caregiver. I was there when she came out of recovery and I was there to help her when she needed help going to the bathroom. I really wasn't quite as capable as she had been but I did my best. Candi spent her time at home watching television and reading. She looked at the experience as being a nice long vacation. The same nurse who had helped me was helping Candi that first week out of the hospital. "So how are you doing now Jamie?" she asked as I let her in that first morning. "Very well thank you. I've been using the number three dilator and think I will move up to include the number four fairly soon." "Good for you. Now let's see our new patient." I escorted her into Candi's bedroom and left them alone until the nurse called me in. "I've told Candi what I told you about dilation. I'll be back every day this week until I'm sure she knows what to do. Since you obviously are doing so well I know I am leaving her in good hands." "Thank you," said Candi. The nurse then picked up her bag and I escorted her out the door. "I have to go to class now Candi," I said. "I have my cell phone and if you need me just ring and I'll come running." I looked around. Candi had a telephone, a remote control, a pitcher of water and a walker all within reach. "Bye now, I'll be back as soon as I can," I said and left for school. Dr. Wilson had carried through with her promise, and I interviewed with several professors about applying for a teaching assistantship. A few were lukewarm about seeing me. It seemed like they already had someone else in mind. However there were several who really wanted to know more about me and the interviews went on longer. I was very pleased overall with the receptions I got. Since I had to spend so much time with Candi, Kevin would come over and visit me at home. Kevin was even there at the apartment the day the letter came. It had the university seal on it and the return address was from the graduate school. I shrieked when I saw it and Kevin came running. "What is it?" he asked. "I think it may be an acceptance letter from the university. Or" I panicked, "It may be a rejection letter." I froze and then looked at Kevin. Holding up the envelope I said, "Please would you open it?" Kevin quietly took the envelope and guided his finger between the flap and the envelope breaking the seal. He pulled out the one sheet of paper and unfolded it. He read it quietly. I detected a repressed smile appear on his face and his eyes began to twinkle. "They have offered you a teaching assistantship with paid tuition and fees, along with a $900 a month stipend." I couldn't believe it. "You mean we will both be able to go to graduate school next year?" "Yes Sweetheart. That's what it means." I jumped into his arms and kissed him. Then without thinking I said, "Kevin, I love you." In a moment I realized what I had said. Oh no I what did I say? It's too soon to ask him if he loves me. I broke into tears. Kevin heard me clearly and saw my reaction. "It's ok Sweetheart. I love you too," he said as he stroked my hair. I kept on crying, looked up at him and said, "I'm just so happy." "You know," he continued. "With your stipend and mine we could afford a nice apartment together." "Really you would want to live with me?" "God yes, I want to live with you." "Kevin there is a lot I have to tell you about myself yet that you really need to know before we live together." "Ok but I would have thought the biggest shock was over." "Well that depends," I started. "I have been very sexually active these last couple years that is up until I had my operation and met you." "You have had other boyfriends?" "Well no really. There was a guy in Miami but that turned out badly. I worked as a waitress in that bar near campus that caters to alternative life styles." "You mean the one that has the drag shows?" "That's it." "Well the owner runs a side business for maybe fifty of his best business associates." "A side business?" "Yes, the transsexual performers act as escorts and party girls to some very well off gentlemen." "You said you were a waitress." "Yes I know. I was the only waitress who was included in with the performers. Well I started the summer between our freshman and sophomore years at a party held near the fourth of July." "You started what?" he said interrupting again. "I'm trying to tell you. Please let me finish," I pleaded. "Ok, the first time was the hardest. I had never been with a man before or a woman for that matter. I had sex with eight men that day." Kevin was speechless. "The next time I had sex with a man was two months later. I acted as escort for the attorney who did my legal work that changed my legal status to female. He took me out to dinner and then to his home and we had sex. After that I started doing parties and I escorted men all the time. It was just for the money. Believe me I needed the money to go to school and then the expenses of becoming a woman got bigger and bigger. I couldn't afford not to. I literally worked my ass off raising the money I needed for my sex change operation. But I left that behind me even before I met you. Honest please don't hate me." Kevin sat down hard. "You were a prostitute?" "Yes." "How many men have you had?" "At least fifty, I never really counted." "Why did you stop?" "I stopped because there was no love there. Once I was complete as a woman I decided that I never wanted to share myself with anyone if love was not there. Kevin, I love you and I don't want to hurt you. I have not been with a man since before my operation and I promise you that I will never cheat on you." "So in the area of sex you are an expert?" "You could say that. It's just that I have never had vagina intercourse. In everything else I might be described as an expert." "You have never had vagina intercourse?" "No I've only had a vagina for a little over two months and I'm still healing. Besides, I promised myself I would only have sex again with someone I loved." "And you have never loved someone before?" "I have been in lust before but never in love. You are the first man I have ever loved. You are so kind and gentle and honest." "Why are you telling me now?" "Because someday somewhere someone who does know my past could come into our lives and destroy us with that knowledge. I needed you to know before that happened, so that you would be prepared." Kevin took a deep breath and closed his eyes. "That part of your life is over?" "Yes." "You did it because you saw no other way out?" "Yes." "You love me and only me?" "Oh yes Kevin yes." He stood up and wrapped his arms around me, "I love you too. Thank you for being so honest with me." Candi came in the room and broke into tears. "That was beautiful you guys." "Candi, I forgot you were there." "I noticed," she replied. "I didn't hear everything. What just happened to lead up to this?" I told Candi about the letter and how I accidentally told Kevin that I loved him. How he responded and how he suggested that we live together which led to me telling Kevin everything which was where she had come in. "Well I'm going to miss you. You have been the best roommate I've ever had and a good friend." "We'll always be friends," I told her and helped her to the kitchen and then back to bed. I turned my attention back to Kevin. "Ok how we are going to celebrate!" said Kevin. I thought a moment then said, "I know let's invite our friends to Dominic's where we first had lunch and tell them the good news." "Great idea," said Kevin. Immediately I called Ashley, "Ashley, could you and David come over to Dominic's for dinner?" "Sure, what's up?" she asked. "I'll tell you over dinner," I answered. "Ok put it better be good." "Oh it is. I'll see you at 7." I then repeated the conversation with Amber. We got a rather large booth and sat in couples with Kevin and me in the middle. Kevin ordered a red wine to go with our meals and then asked for everyone's attention. "As you know Jamie and I have going together for two months. Since Dominic's was the place of our first date with thought this would be the best place to make this announcement. Jamie has received an acceptance letter to become a graduate student and an offer to be teaching assistant here at State next year." All of my friends broke into congratulations. "Hold it that's not all. You all know that I am also continuing on at State next year as well." Everyone nodded their heads. "The other news is Jamie and I have decided to move in together starting this September." With that the real celebration began. All of my girlfriends hugged me and the guys congratulated Kevin. Kevin took me home after dinner and I invited him in. Candi was sleeping in her room and I sat down on the sofa with Kevin. We were soon petting and kissing. I let him fondle my breasts and then felt him reach around my back and undo my bra. I smiled and took off my blouse and let my bra fall down my arms. I wouldn't be able to have intercourse for another month but I could give him relief. I let him massage my breast and excite my nipples with his fingers tips. Once they had turned hard he lowered his head and kissed each nipple before gently sucking on them. I could see his cock straining in his trousers. I reached down and undid his belt and pants before moving down to his zipper. As soon as it was down I went down on my knees in front of him and pulled his trousers and briefs down and completely off. I looked up at his eyes as I kissed the tip of cock and then started tonguing the length of his member. He was average in size but just the right size for my new vagina. It made me want to try intercourse right then, but I restrained myself. I would leave that for the first night in 'our apartment'. I used my tongue ring to stimulate him as I took his whole cock into my mouth and throat. I kept him near the state of climax for almost fifteen minutes before letting him cum. Taking in every drop, I licked my lips as I rubbed my breasts up his body and gave him a French kiss so he could taste his own semen. "Oh my god, you're fantastic," he said exhaling all through the sentence. "I told you I was," I purred. "And you haven't had my best yet." Graduation was just two weeks off now and we were down to our final week of classes. I did end up taking the finals because my school work those first couple weeks hadn't been my best and I really wanted to finish up on a high note. Kevin had the harder test load so I had to give him his space or he would never have been able to do well. We did get together to study for the art history final exam which was by far our easiest course. I emailed my mother and told her the time and place of the graduation. I also told her of my acceptance into the graduate school program. She told me how proud she was of me and that she would be dragging my father with her whether he liked it or not. She obviously had started to get some backbone in the last several of years. I wanted so badly to tell her the truth but I just didn't know what to say. If I told her I risked destroying everything. But if I didn't, I risked graduation turning into a free for all. In order to try to get her prepared I wrote another email. Mom, There is something you must know about me before you see me. I am not the son you knew four years ago. I've been through a metamorphous. College has been a crysillous for me. It began freshman year and now is complete. James is gone. I am Jamie now. After the ceremony you'll find me under the basketball net on the north side of the coliseum. Please don't be upset when you see me because I have changed a lot. I haven't called on the telephone because my voice has also changed and I thought it would be too upsetting for you to hear. Love, Jamie She responded back. Jamie, I don't understand what you are trying to say but believe me, I miss you so much. It sounds like you were in a horrible accident or something. No matter what is wrong, I will understand. Your father is still a problem but I will get him there some how even if I have to threaten a divorce. Love, Mom I was so happy and scared. I told Kevin that my parents were coming. He assured me that he would be there for me. He arranged to meet with his parents, right after the ceremony, and would then escort me over to see my parents. From there we would play it by ear. If my parents left, I would join Kevin and his parents for dinner. If not I would go with my parents and he with his. We figured mixing the families was just too soon. The day of graduation was a warm summer like day in June. I wore a black sleeveless dress which showed just a little cleavage. It came down a couple inches below my knees. My matching bra and panties were made of a satin material with black lace. I was wearing shear panty hose and black, three-inch heel pumps. I wore my diamond ear studs, necklace and tennis bracelet. My makeup was light. Just some mascara, eyebrow pencil, foundation and lipstick. My hair was now quite long and full and I wore it down. I took out my tongue ring for today. I still liked it but since I would be meeting my parents and possibly Kevin's parents today, I thought it best to leave it at home. Not really knowing how things would progress, Kevin and I took separate cars and met before the ceremony just before going to our individual college groups. With everyone wearing caps and gowns, it was hard to identify anyone from a distance. Many had added words to or put things like pink flamingos on their mortar boards. I preferred just to blend in. Kevin told me how nice I looked and told him how handsome he was. Finally it was time to parade into the coliseum. After the long procession to the graduation music being played over the loud speaker system, we all found our spots. All through the speeches and honorary degrees I scanned the audience to see my parents. Finally I spotted them. Dad had put on some weight and had less hair. Mom was almost unchanged. It was obvious that she was looking for me too but wasn't seeing me. When it came time for our diplomas we filed down in order of our class rank for each school. I was number five out of fifty in my school and was one of the first to get a diploma. I waited for Kevin's school to file down and saw him get his. I was clapping and waving to him as he came over. We took off our hats and gave each other a kiss. Kevin's family was first to the scene. They had seen Kevin and rushed down to see their son. Kevin's mother saw me. "So this must be Jamie of whom I have heard so much?" "Yes Mrs. Morse," I responded. "You are just as adorable as my son has said." Kevin finally spoke up. "Mom and Dad this is Jamie Jones." "It's nice to meet you, Jamie," said Mr. Morse. "Thank you both but I really need to find my parents so if you wouldn't mind I have to be running." "Sure we understand dear," said Mrs. Morse. Kevin started coming with me. I turned to him. "Thanks Kevin but I have thought it over and I really need to do this by myself." "Are you sure?" "Well no actually. You just stay with your parents for now I'll get back to you." With that I headed to the basketball hoop where I told Mom to be. Suddenly out of the corner of my eye I spotted Antonio. "Antonio you're here?" "Why of course I'm here. Do you think anything could keep away? It's not every year that one of my girls graduates." He walked with me as I got closer to my parents. Finally through the crowd I saw them. I walked up to them with Antonio by my side. "Mom, Dad, It's me Jamie." My dad looked at me and couldn't speak at first. Then in a subdued low angry voice said, "I don't like to be played with like that. Where is he?" I turned to Mom, "Mom it is me. I swear." "You said you had changed but what are you. I don't recognize your voice but you told me I wouldn't. Are you really my son? You're too tall." "No Mom. I am really your daughter. I'm wearing heals." "I look at you and I don't see Jim at all. Tell me that you are someone else and where my son is," said my mother. Antonio stepped in at this point. "Mr. and Mrs. Jones, I am a friend of Jamie's and have known her for almost four years. She is telling you the truth." At this point my father screamed a profanity at me and stormed off. My mother just stood there and finally spoke, "Jamie is that you?" "Yes Mother, it is I." "What happened to you?" "I found myself at college and I changed." "I would say you have." "What happened to your voice and your face? It's so different." "I had my vocal cords shortened and my larynx shaved. I also had cheek implants and rhinoplasty." Looking down at my chest she asked, "Are those real?" "Yes Mom, I have been on hormones for three and a half years." At that I unzipped my robe and took it off. "I see and you have a beautiful figure," she commented. "Thanks Mom," I said and blushed a little. "Have you been well ah have you been fixed?" she whispered. "Mom I had a sex change operation and I now have a vagina," I whispered back. She covered her mouth. "I see why you didn't want to tell me." Turning to Antonio she asked, "And just how do you know my daughter?" She had just called me her daughter. It felt so good. I held my head down and turned to Antonio. "I was your daughter's employer for most of the last four years up until this last spring when she had her operation." "And what did you have to do with her transformation?" "Well I ah," Antonio fumbled for words. "Well I run a nightclub that specializes in transgender entertainment. Jamie came in on Halloween four years ago along with his friends. He and his friend's girlfriends were dressed as football players. They asked if I had jobs for their boyfriends who were dressed as cheerleaders. I thought they had potential so I hired them as waitresses. Jamie here was a natural." "Ok what about the hormones then?" Mom asked him. "Well that was my idea, but I only had them take them for a short time until they'd softened up a little. You know softer skin and rounder face. Jamie really took to it and didn't want to stop. In no time at all he had all the mannerisms of a true transsexual. I did pay for all of her hormone injections up until she stopped working for me last March." "Mom it wasn't Antonio's fault. I needed the money to go to school. Dad wouldn't help and I couldn't get loans without a cosigner. I know maybe I shouldn't have done it. But I really grew to like it." "So you're telling me that your father is responsible." "No, I am responsible. It's just that without support it was easier to give in to being the real me. I think I have always been a woman. As a child I used to fantasize about wearing girls clothing. When this job happened, I just found it easier to give in to my fantasies. One step at a time I grew into being Jamie. I had to change my identification and even my birth certificate to show me as female just to fit in and continue my education. By then I was living as a woman full time. I could have stopped the hormones at anytime. I know that now, but down deep, I didn't want to. Please say you understand." "No I don't understand, yet looking at you I see myself now. I don't mean now like this very minute, but me thirty years ago. I never realized how much you take after me." I looked at my chest, "Here too," I said. The stern look in her face subsided, "Yes there too. Ok, I let your father raise you according to his ways because you were his son. Now that I have a daughter, things will change. I expect you to keep in touch with me from now on. I expect a phone call from you at least every other day. Do you understand young lady?" "Yes Mother." "Ok then, as far as your father is concerned, I'll handle him. He's had his way too long. I will not have him driving my daughter away from me." I was beaming, "Thank you Mom." "Now give your mother a hug." Antonio looked on. "I'm so pleased to see you two working it out. You have quite a daughter there Mrs. Jones. I've never had an employee who was so well liked and we all miss her. I'll be saying goodbye now." With that Antonio disappeared into the crowd leaving my mother and me alone. "Well Jamie I should be off and find your dad." "Just a minute Mom, there is someone I'd like you to meet." "Who?" "He's just over here with his parents." Taking my mother by her hand I made our way to where Kevin and his parents were still standing. "Mr. and Mrs. Morse, I'd like you to meet my mother Eunice Jones." They shook each other's hands. "Mom, Mr. and Mrs. Morse are my boyfriend Kevin's parents." "Kevin, you mean 'K'." "Yes Mom." "Now I understand." She reached out and shook Kevin's hand. "Jamie has mentioned you often in her emails. She failed to tell me how handsome you are." "Ah Mom." "No more secrets you understand me young lady?" "Yes Mom," I muttered and Kevin smirked. "That goes for you too," said Mrs. Morse to Kevin. "Yes Mother," muttered Kevin. Mrs. Morse then turned to my mother, "Did you know that these two plan on living together." "No, I didn't know," she answered flashing me a look. "How about we talk this over, over dinner?" "Excellent idea," said Mrs. Morse. "But Mom, what about Dad?" I asked. "I'll worry about him later. He can just stew in the hotel room until I get back." So off walked my mother and Kevin's parents. Kevin and I followed holding hands. I hated it but loved it all. ( to be continued )