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The ear piercing wasn't too painful...of course, the sting of my eyebrow waxing was still relatively fresh in my mind and overrode much of the additional discomfort. Bethany, the Claire's employee who performed the piercing, had a wonderfully gentle bedside manner, and Lisa and I bought each other matching bracelets before thanking her and promising to return for more as soon as my holes had healed. My toes began to ache as we walked through the mall back to Sak's. Just when maneuvering about in heels had become almost second nature, it then became painful! I didn't want to whine to Lisa about it, but when she stopped momentarily in front of a store window containing a display of handbags, I leaned against her the way she sometimes leaned against me after a long evening out together. She gave me an understanding look now, and said, "Did you need to powder your nose?" I thought about it. I had used the toilet back at Hot Nails, but at the same time... "Are we going home now?" I asked her. She shook her head. "Come on," she said. "Here's your big chance to see the Sak's Fifth Avenue Ladies Lounge." Sore feet or not, I managed to keep up with Lisa as she breezed through Sak's, past the glittering evening gowns and the frilly intimates over to a door discreetly labeled "Ladies Lounge". She pushed through the door and I followed, although I was far too nervous to linger in what appeared to be an elegant arrangement of comfortable chairs and vanity mirrors, instead pushing my way into the first stall that appeared unoccupied, hurriedly fumbling with my lengthy nails to lock the bolt behind me. Hanging up my purse, I considered the gap between the bottom of the stall door and the tile floor. My shoes and ankles were undoubtedly still visible; fortunately I welcomed the opportunity to get off my feet. I pulled up my skirt, carefully pulled down my pantyhose and panties, and sat down. I don't think that I ever felt so vulnerable as I did at that moment in the Sak's Fifth Avenue Ladies Lounge, wearing a blouse and wig, my skirt hiked up, sitting on the toilet with my freshly shaven thighs exposed as I pushed the most unfeminine thing about me down between my legs to pee. I tried to wiggle my toes in my pumps, and wondered where Lisa would take me next. When I was through I stood up, wiped myself, quickly pulled my pantyhose back up and pushed my skirt back down to my knees--after tugging at the tails of my blouse to make sure they were snug in my waistband. Then I flicked the bolt open with an elegantly long nail and pulled the door back open. As I stepped back out into the ladies room, enjoying the feeling of my satin skirt lining around my legs once again, I caught a glimpse of myself in a mirror across the room. For a moment, seeing the way my white blouse curved around my breastforms and tapered at the waist, I thought I was looking at another female. My lips were thick with lipstick, my eyebrows arched femininely over my thick eyelashes, and now each of my earlobes sparkled. "Come on, sweetie," Lisa said, watching this. "You look fabulous." I was blushing as we were leaving the ladies room. A mother and her young daughter were entering, and I found myself holding the door for them. The woman smiled, looked straight at me, and said, "Thank you." "You see?" Lisa asked. We walked back to the escalator, where we were quickly lifted high above the rest of the store. I stared down my smooth dark blue skirt and at my strappy pumps as I stood on the grooved steps, and at the top, our shoes clicked daintily as we stepped off and continued out the side door and back to Lisa's car. "I'll open my own door," I told her crossly, but as I said it, I realized that for some reason I was talking like a girl without even thinking about it. I'd spent the day immersed in femininity, and it was having an effect! Lisa winked at me as she watched me carefully open the door myself, trying to not scuff my acrylic tips. "How do you feel?" she asked as she steered her car towards the mall exit. "Fabulous," I told her. I was once again looking at myself in the little mirror in the sun visor; I loved my new earrings--small, tasteful, yet sparkly and fun. "Where are we going now?" "Downtown," Lisa said. "I need to stop by work and pick something up." "O.K.," I said. "What do you need?" "You can come in with me, sweetie," she said, not answering my question. "I know how you've always wanted to see the club." 'But dressed like this?' I thought. As she somehow knew how to do, however, Lisa read my mind. "You look fine," she said. "In fact, they might even ask you to fill out an application." "Yeah, right," I said. "Why not?" she asked. "They're hiring transvestites?" I asked. Lisa scowled. "Hello!" she announced. "Welcome to the 21st century! I think that if you sincerely wanted to work for the club presenting yourself as a female, there's no reason why you shouldn't!" "You don't think it would cause problems?" "It doesn't have to," she said. We rode for a while. "I've always loved that suit you wear to work," I told her. Lisa smiled. "I know, sweetie." "I don't care," I said. "If I thought I could do better than I was doing working for that pizza joint, I'd quit that job tomorrow." "That shouldn't be too hard," Lisa said. "Of course I don't know if I can ever expect to get more hours over there if I do stuff like get my nails done and my eyebrows waxed." I groaned. "And I'm supposed to keep these starter earrings in for six weeks, and I can't wear them at all at that job, either." Lisa shrugged. "Are you sorry you got all that done? Because I think you look wonderful!" I reached over and put my hand on her skirt. Using my new nails I pulled the hem back and touched her thigh, tickling it with my tips. She giggled, and took my hand in hers, interlocking our nails together tightly. As we made our way up Main Street towards downtown, I flashed back to that day not long ago when I was walking on this same street with thirty-five Southern Belle sisters, including Lisa, covered from head- to-toe in exquisite lavender antebellum fashions--so much splendor, it was almost overwhelming. I touched the soft white sleeve of my blouse with my long acrylic-tipped fingers and shuddered. Who could resist so much beauty? Who? And why? The building where Lisa worked had an underground parking area. Walking from her car to the elevator was another moment where I felt somewhat exposed. The cool garage air seemed to rise up between my legs. While Lisa assured me that there had never been any incidents down in the basement, that security patrolled the lot 24 hours a day, I nonetheless felt an unfamiliar sense of vulnerability as we stood among the concrete surroundings in our skirts and heels, waiting for the elevator to arrive at the bottom floor. When it finally did arrive, there was also a moment just before the door opened where I held my breath, not knowing if there would be anybody in the elevator. Perhaps I'd seen too many movies where bad things happened to defenseless young women in remote areas of the city; still I breathed a sigh of relief when we were finally in the elevator with the door closed, and I felt my feet being pressed further into the toes of my pumps as the elevator began to rise. "Look," Lisa said. On the inside of the elevator doors we could see full-length reflections of ourselves. I liked the way our exposed calves seemed to echo one other, smooth, silky, and perched on heels. Feeling silly (among other things) I reached for Lisa, but withdrew my hand as I felt the elevator abruptly slowing. My heart rate increased again as it stopped at the first floor and the doors opened. "Lisa!" a woman exclaimed from the first floor lobby. "Good afternoon!" I unconsciously stepped backwards, praying it wouldn't be somebody I knew. "Good afternoon, Mrs. Herndon!" Lisa replied in her usual warm manner. "How are you? I believe you've met Bethany?" I tried to look relaxed as Maude Herndon entered the elevator. She looked momentarily confused as Lisa extended a hand towards me, but her face quickly lit up with recognition. "Of course!" she exclaimed as the doors closed. "Bethany," she repeated slowly, as if digesting each syllable. "What a lovely name!" "Hello, Mrs. Herndon," I said, feeling my breast forms jiggle slightly as the elevator accelerated upwards again. "Mrs. Herndon," Lisa said, "I was suggesting to Bethany that she should see about filling out an application with the club. We need help back in the office." "Oh!" Mrs. Herndon exclaimed. "You're here to see about the opening for a hostess?" "Well, not exactly," I said. "Why not?" Mrs. Herndon asked. "My dear, we would simply love to have you!" "Well," I said, stammering, "I'm not...you know..." "Not what?" she asked. "I can tell you that you are certainly pretty enough." "I said the same thing," Lisa chimed in. "I'm not a girl," I whispered. Mrs. Herndon smiled sadly. "Even if we weren't desperate, which we are, we could still do far, far worse than hiring you, I'm sure. Are you worried about hearing remarks around the office?" "Well, there's that," I said. Mrs. Herndon shook her head. "Any catty comments would be made out of sheer jealousy, and if they become a problem, I'll see to it that they cease." "It won't be a problem, sweetie," Lisa said. "But what about my job now?" "What it is?" Mrs. Herndon. "Delivering pizza," I whispered. The elevator door opened, and I realized that we were on the top floor. This was where Lisa worked. We stepped out onto a marble floor, the clicking of our heels gently echoing up an exquisitely appointed hallway. At one end of the hallway, windows overlooked the city to the east; at the other end was an unmarked antique-white door with a brass handle. "Lisa," Mrs. Herndon said, "Do we have a uniform for Bethany? I'm sure we can at least use an extra hand tonight." "That's why I'm here," she said. "I'm not scheduled, but I thought we might need some help in the office--we still have those membership files to update. And we do have a uniform," she smiled, looking at me and winking. Mrs. Herndon opened the antique-white door and held it open for Lisa and I. Behind it we saw Carrie sitting at a magnificent oak receptionist's desk in her uniform, a nametag pinned to her suit jacket. She smiled and said, "Good afternoon Mrs. Herndon. Hello Lisa. Hello..." Her voice trailed off. "Good afternoon, Carrie," Mrs. Herndon said. "This is Bethany, and she is going to need a nametag as soon as possible." Carrie immediately picked up a pen and jotted this down. "Is Bethany going to be working for us?" she asked. "Can you show her how to print up those billing packets?" Lisa asked. Carrie nodded. "Tonight?" she asked. "But don't I need to fill out an application?" I asked. "We'll get you an application," Lisa said. "Thank you, Mrs. Herndon. Come on, Bethany, I'll help you change." "You want me to work tonight?" I whispered as I followed Lisa up a hallway carpeted with rich shag carpeting that was soft under my heels. "Just for a half-shift," Lisa explained. "Carrie will show you what to do, and we can grab a bite to eat on the way home." I followed Lisa into a small coatroom which contained a rack of clothing. "Are sure I still look O.K.? I'm going to need to shave eventually." She touched my cheek. "Not yet though," she said. She poked down the rack and pulled out, in quick succession, a skirt, a jacket, and a blouse, all exactly matching the outfit I'd admired on her so often. "What about shoes?" I asked. Lisa, I knew, wore enclosed, cream-colored pumps with her uniform, and not strappy navy blue stilettos like mine. She winked. "Don't worry," she said. "I've got this all planned." She handed me the hangers of clothing and led me out of the cloakroom. I followed her through a door marked "EMPLOYEES ONLY" and up another, plainer corridor to an unmarked door marked "PRIVATE". "This is like our little changing room," she said. I followed her inside. The room was small. Lisa locked the door. "Do you need help with your buttons?" she asked. I turned away from her. "Probably with my skirt button," I said, as I more or less managed to get the first of my blouse buttons unbuttoned. I felt her behind me waistband of my skirt loosen, and I stepped out of it as I pulled open my blouse, carefully slipping my hands through the narrow double-buttoned cuffs. I studied myself in the mirror in my bra, cincher, pantyhose and panties as Lisa pulled a shopping bag from a little compartment with her name on it. She set aside a shoebox and tore the tag off a nude-colored satin camisole trimmed in lace. "Put this on over your head," she said, "but watch out for your makeup!" I figured out which side was the front side and carefully pulled it down over my head. It was soft, silky, and snug against my body. I could feel something happening in my pantyhose, but before I could look down Lisa had finished unbuttoning my new blouse and was handing it to me. I shuddered as I touched the sheer material. Still balanced on my heels, I turned the blouse around and found the sleeves. Plunging my long-nailed hands into the soft sleeves, I drew the front of the blouse up against my chest, pulling the collar around my neck and feeling the little buttons in the back. Lisa immediately began to start buttoning me from the bottom up and I fumbled to button the small buttons on the narrow dainty cuffs with my long nails. I managed to get one of them buttoned as I felt Lisa moving up my back, pulling the blouse tighter and tighter around my new camisole. "Hold your hair, sweetie," Lisa said, and then I could feel her at the back of my neck, buttoning the last of the buttons. "Now turn around so I can unbuckle your shoes," she said. I did. As she knelt at my feet, I looked at myself in the mirror as I fumbled to button my other cuff. When I saw myself in the regal, sheer, high-necked blouse for the first time, I gasped. The faux ascot that delicately circled my neck looked quite regal and elegant; I also noted with satisfaction how feminine the small shoulder pads looked as well as felt. "Lisa?" I asked, as I felt my left shoe loosen. "Yes, sweetie?" she asked. "Did I ever tell you what happened when I went to the men's room in my hoopskirt right before the Heritage Day parade?" "No sweetie, what?" she asked, looking up. Then she gasped and lunged for a nearby box of Kleenex as I rushed to pull down my pantyhose and panties. A moment later we were both giggling. "How did you do that?" Lisa asked, "with any...um--" "Friction?" I asked. I looked in the mirror again at the results of my makeover. "I guess I'm really enjoying this," I told her. She nodded. "Well, I'm glad you warned me," she said. "That was..." "I know," I said. "It was pretty impressive on this end too." Lisa giggled again as she wadded up one last piece of tissue and tossed it into a nearby wastebasket. "Well, you're O.K. to pull up your drawers again," she said. "Let me get you your skirt." "And shoes!" I said. "And shoes," she said, handing me a cream-colored skirt. She pointed at the box she had set aside earlier and I eagerly pulled the skirt up around my waist. This skirt was more utilitarian than the one I'd been wearing all day, heavier and slightly looser around my waist, clasping rather than buttoning in the back. I reached up under the satin lining to pull down the tails of my blouse and felt a satisfying tugging around my neck. Then I pulled the top off the shoebox. Inside was a very elegant pair of cream colored pumps. I put them on the floor and then lifted first one leg, then the other, to step into them. My lined skirt slid smoothly up my thigh to accommodate my unladylike stance; slipping into the shoes, I rose an additional three inches. They fit perfectly and were so much more comfortable than the strappy shoes I'd been wearing all day. "How do I look?" I asked Lisa. She was hanging up my other blouse and skirt. "How do you feel?" she replied. "I feel...elegant," I said. She nodded. "And you look elegant! Surprise, surprise!" I traced my nails down the front of my blouse, looking in the mirror all the while. "Do I leave my purse in here?" I asked. "We'll label one of these compartments for you," Lisa said. "Now that you have a name!" "Bethany," I said. "Bethany," she repeated. I could see the lace trim on my camisole through the sheer blouse material. "I guess I need my jacket," I said, fluffing my hair back and touching the little buttons on the back of my neck. "Just one other thing first," Lisa said, reaching behind me for something. "What?" I asked. I turned around. Lisa stood there smiling, holding out to me what I immediately recognized as her grandmother's pearls. I gasped. "I know how much you love these," she said. "But they're yours!" "I want to see you in them," she whispered. "Hold up your hair again," she said. I did. Lisa came up to me with the open necklace in both hands and put them both around my neck. As she fiddled with the clasp, I reached down and touched her waist with both of my hands. She giggled. Then she let go of the necklace, and it draped elegantly with my blouse. Lisa tried to pull back, but I wouldn't let her go. She squirmed, but I persisted, and after a minute or so, we parted to survey each other's lipstick damage. "You're going to go away and leave me alone up here?" I asked. "I'll be back," she said. "As soon as possible." As though on cue there was a knock on the door. "It's Carrie!" we heard her calling. We both sighed and let go of each other. I turned to look at myself in the mirror in pearls, while Lisa unlocked the door. "I've got a nametag," Carrie said. "Thank you, Carrie," Lisa said. "We're almost ready." "Turn around, Bethany!" Carrie called. "I want to see you!" I turned. "Oh my God!" she shrieked. "Bethany, you rock!" "Is that good?" I asked. "Thank you, Carrie," Lisa said. "We'll be right out." She was pinning the name tag to the breast of the jacket. "I'll be up front," Carrie told us. Lisa sighed. "Are you ready, sweetie?" I was. I thought she was going to hand me the jacket, but she shook her head and motioned for me to turn so she could help me with it. I stuck out both hands and felt my long nails and my arms within the wonderfully silky blouse enter a pair of satin lined sleeves; when I pulled the jacket over the shoulders of my blouse and fluffed my hair back, the effect was instantaneous. The delicate little cuff buttons at my wrists where they protruded from the sleeves, the way the jacket matched the skirt... I buttoned the jacket, forming a 'V' that perfectly framed the faux ascot and pearls...my shaven ankles were perched on an elegant pair of cr?me colored pumps...and on my chest, the name: Bethany. "I'm going to get paid to do this?" I asked. "It's up to you," she said. "Come on. I did need to get to the cleaners before they closed." I followed her up the hallway of the employee area out to the vestibule outside the elevator on the top floor. I paused to look out the window at the east end of the lobby as Lisa pressed the down button. "Carrie's right through that door," she said, pointing. "You'll do fine." "Thank you," I told Lisa. "You always know how to make me feel..." The elevator bell rang. Lisa smiled as the elevator door opened. "Hold that thought," she said as she stepped inside. "You'll do fine," she said again. I nearly stepped inside the car to kiss her again, but the door suddenly slid shut, and I was left to only stare at my full-length reflection in the shiny panels as I heard Lisa's car depart with a whir. I took a deep breath and adjusted my jacket, admiring my newly trimmed and arched eyebrows, my sparkly little starting earrings. This was who I was, and what I looked like. I was on the top floor of the tallest downtown building, and there was no men's clothing anywhere in here for me to wear now. I absently fingered the soft high collar of my blouse, admiring Lisa's grandmother's pearls, and realized that I didn't even have a ride home if Lisa never came back to pick me up, and yet I felt oddly secure about myself as I never had before. Suddenly I was Bethany...and Bethany was me. I took another deep breath and primped my hair one last time. Then I turned and began to walk to the entrance of the club, my heels clicking across the marble. I knew I would never deliver another pizza again. *** AUTHOR'S NOTE: I cannot thank everybody enough for the many kind reviews, comments and e-mails that I have received for both "March of the Southern Belles" and now "Becoming Bethany". Although I must once again take a break from TG fiction for a bit, rest assured that I will almost certainly have something new to share before too long. Again, the warm response that I have gotten from such wonderful readers has been the prime motivating factor in prompting me to continue writing. In the meantime, please feel free to drop me a line at [email protected]. I would love to hear from you!

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December 1980, Milford, Ohio “How was your trip to Indianapolis?” Debbie asked in the car on Monday morning. “Pretty good. And very tame, actually. Katt had competition skating every day, so we were in bed early.” “I bet!” Mary giggled. “Believe it or not, we were asleep by 10:00pm both Friday and Saturday nights. Katt and I made love once each day. Well, Friday afternoon was pretty wild, but she’d already finished her skating for the day,” I said. “You mean to tell me that, except for...

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A WellLived Life Book 4 BethanyChapter 16 License and Registration

August 1980, Milford, Ohio Late on Wednesday evening Dad met my flight at Greater Cincinnati airport. He let me drive home so he could be sure I was ready to take my driving test. When we arrived home, he told me he was satisfied with my driving and he would take me to the BMV on Friday. We talked about buying the car and he offered to co-sign a note for me, so I didn’t have to use all of my savings to buy the car. He figured that if I put down $3000, I’d have payments of about $130 a month...

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A WellLived Life Book 4 BethanyChapter 47 The Triumvirate Part I

January 1981, Milford, Ohio On Tuesday morning in chemistry class, Kara kissed my cheek and let me know that she’d spoken to Bethany. They were going to get together with Stephanie after school. Kara would talk to me once they had decided what to do. I thanked Kara again for loving me enough to forgive me. At lunch, Bethany told me to go sit with Kara at the ‘Holy Rollers’ table. Tracey stopped me as I turned to head there. “Steve, where are you going?” “To sit with Kara. It’s complicated...

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A WellLived Life Book 4 BethanyChapter 48 The Triumvirate Part II

February 1981, Milford, Ohio Sunday followed the usual pattern of a call to Karin, swimming and breakfast with Stephanie, and then doing homework until Beth arrived. When Beth arrived, I talked with her about an problem that we’d have to solve, and probably soon. If she was at U of I and I was at IIT, we’d have no real way of providing support to our customers in and around Cincinnati. I suggested we find a Freshman or Sophomore to help us over the Summer and after we went to Chicago. “Why...

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 1 BethanyChapter 17 Nancy and Paul

June 15, 1986, Chicago, Illinois “What did Bethany have to say?” I asked Jessica as we showered together on Sunday morning. “We talked a lot about you, and about her, and how things had come to where they are now. I guess I helped make a mess of her life, so I feel a bit of an obligation to help put it back together.” “No way, Babe! Bethany did what she did because of things that happened long before I met you. I assume that she told you that we’d pretty much agreed to get married and that...

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A WellLived Life Book 10 The WifeChapter 66 Bethany Michelle Krajick

August, 1985, Chicago, Illinois On Monday morning we had a short staff meeting because Dave and Julia weren’t back from their honeymoon. They’d return on Thursday, and things would get back to normal, at least at NIKA. Cindi reported that she had a few more presentations scheduled, and that she was sure we’d have another network installation in the next few weeks. She and Mario both had appointments so they left immediately after the meeting. Penny, Dany, and I got to work on coding. “I...

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A WellLived Life Book 4 BethanyChapter 23 A New Flame

September, 1980, Milford, Ohio Things with Bethany seemed normal on Thursday. After school, I helped Mrs. Seime with the YFU Exchange Program presentation. There were six sophomores who participated, and I spoke for about five minutes about my experiences and answered questions. In my judgment, only one of the students was truly a serious candidate, a Sophomore girl named Jo Filmore. I talked to her after the presentation a bit and she said she’d fill out an application. I told her I’d be...

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A WellLived Life Book 4 BethanyChapter 43 Firsts Part IV

January 1981, Milford, Ohio On Monday, when I sat down beside Kara in chemistry class, she reached over and squeezed my hand. “Kara, let’s have lunch, I need to tell you what happened on Saturday.” “OK. I’ll meet you at the computer lab.” I dropped my hand to her knee and squeezed as the bell rang and Kara smiled. At lunch, I stopped to tell Bethany I’d be talking to Kara and then went to the computer lab. Kara arrived just about the same time I did. I unlocked the door, and we went...

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 1 BethanyChapter 8 Tentative Steps

April 6, 1986, Chicago, Illinois It had been a wonderful ten days with Jessica in Chicago, and both Kara and I were sad to see her packing her things for her trip back to Indianapolis. We’d had a very good taste of what life would be like once Jessica was in Chicago full-time, but that was still more than a year away. Between now and then, we’d be apart more than we were together. “We’ll miss you, Babe,” I said as I put her bag into the back seat of her car. “I’ll miss you both! I’ll see...

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A WellLived Life Book 4 BethanyChapter 29 Kara and Tracey

October 1980, Milford, Ohio Thursday and Friday were normal and Dona didn’t bother Bethany. I was glad, but I was a bit concerned that there would be more fallout. I hoped that wouldn’t be the case, but experience told me that there might be. On Friday morning, the Student Council started handing out the computer dating sheets. I got mine and wasn’t surprised to see Bethany at the top of the list. Kathy and Mary were fourth and fifth, respectively, and Erin was ninth. The rest were a mix of...

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A WellLived Life Book 4 BethanyChapter 46 Dumb Boy Part III

January 1981, Milford, Ohio “Tell me, Steve, why the fuck I should even think about having sex with a stupid bastard like you?” “Because we love each other, Stephanie.” “Didn’t I tell you that if you fucked Becky, I would never sleep with you? And you did it anyway, didn’t you?” “Yes, you did. And I did. I screwed up. I know I did. What can I do to make it up?” “Steve!” she said, waving off my words, “What exactly does that conniving bitch have that you would be willing to throw away...

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 1 BethanyChapter 32 Katy and Kenneth

November 3, 1986, Chicago, Illinois “Ugh,” Jessica groaned when her alarm clock went off at 4:00am. The three of us had agreed that Kara would stay in bed and that I would get up with Jessica and eat breakfast with her. We left a soundly sleeping Kara in bed, and while Jessica showered and quickly dressed, I went downstairs to make breakfast. “You didn’t have to get up with me, Tiger,” she said as I served her bacon and eggs. “I’m going back to bed once you leave,” I grinned. “Do you plan...

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A WellLived Life Book 4 BethanyChapter 39 Out With the Old in With the New

January 1981, Milford, Ohio On Friday morning, I called Kara as I had promised. We agreed to go out on Saturday evening. After completing my call to Kara, I called Bethany to see if she wanted to have lunch or dinner. “Both!” she said. “As long as your sister can come with us.” “Don’t trust yourself alone with me?” I quipped. “That will be the day, Steve Adams! Just pick me up around 11:00am.” “See you then!” I went to find Stephanie and let her know she was going out with Bethany and...

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A WellLived Life Book 4 BethanyChapter 57 Three Birthdays Two Jobs and a Play Part I

March/April 1981, Milford, Ohio I had half-expected Stephanie to sneak into my room on Sunday night, but to my combined relief and regret, she didn’t. We were up early to swim and she once again looked around for any observers and gave me a quick kiss. “I missed sleeping with you last night, Big Brother,” she whispered. “I wanted to come to your room, but I knew it was too dangerous!” “We’ll find some time, Squirt, I promise!” “Good!” she whispered, “My pussy feels so empty!” “Just your...

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Bridesmaid BethanyChapter 5

The next morning Lisa was at work and I was home alone when the phone rang. I tentatively picked it up. "Hello?" I asked. "Bethany?" I heard a woman ask. I cleared my throat and tried to sound more female, which took some effort, as I certainly didn't look female right then. My eyebrows and nine of my nails notwithstanding, I had been drinking my morning coffee in my preferred sleepwear, a t-shirt and boxers. "Yes?" I said in my Bethany voice. "This is Ruth, Carrie's...

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 1 BethanyChapter 12 Self Discovery With Some Help

May 17, 1986, Chicago, Illinois “Dance with me!” Leila insisted when I came into the sunroom. I took her hand and led her to the dance area, then took her into my arms. “When do you leave for home?” I asked. “Tuesday. I’ll be back in August. Thanks for letting us move in!” “You’re welcome,” I said. “So does everyone who lives here get privileges?” she whispered. I chuckled, “Dave lives here, so I think the answer to that is a resounding ‘no’!” She laughed, “You know what I...

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A WellLived Life Book 4 BethanyChapter 49 Revelation

February 1981, Milford, Ohio Sunday was Krista’s first day with Beth and me. I noticed that Stephanie hung out with us far more than usual. I suspected that she was keeping an eye on Krista because everyone knew Krista had been flirting with me the whole year. She had just turned fourteen, which meant that my age restriction rules wouldn’t apply. I found it amusing that the girls were analyzing all the threats. It was almost like the military assessing enemies and preparing contingencies....

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The Life and Times of Bethany Clark Chapter 2 Twintuition

The Life and Times of Bethany Clark written by LaMystika ([email protected]) Chapter 2 - Twintuition The drive to the airport was an uneventful one, and I pulled my car up next to the curb where the parking meters were. Putting a dollar's worth of quarters into the meter, I messaged my brother that I had arrived and wanted to know which terminal he was in so I could pick him up. The tension was extremely thick as I walked across the airport. I kept waiting for a text from...

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 1 BethanyChapter 21 Talladega Nights

July 25, 1986, Illinois, Indiana, Kentucky, and Tennessee “Have a safe flight, Lyusya Alekseyevna,” I said as she picked up her carry-on to board her flight. “Thank you, Stepa. I will call you on Wednesday with my address. And thank you, Kara Alanovna!” “You’re welcome, Lyudmila!” Kara said. “Kara, may Stepa give me a proper kiss?” Kara smiled and nodded. I pulled Lyudmila into my arms and kissed her deeply. “Thank you for loving with me, Stepa. It was wonderful!” she whispered. “And...

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 1 BethanyChapter 26 Restoration

September 5, 1986, Chicago, Illinois “What are you reading?” Elyse asked, coming into the ‘Indian’ room after I got home from karate. “Red Storm Rising, by Tom Clancy. He wrote the submarine book I read before, The Hunt for RED OCTOBER.” “What’s the book about?” “So far, the Russians are plotting a surprise attack on NATO and creating maskirovka - political cover - for the operation by bombing the Kremlin.” “Why would they do that?” “Muslim terrorists blew up the main Russian oil...

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A WellLived Life Book 10 The WifeChapter 4 Bethany and Jennifer

St. Stephen’s Day, 1984, Indianapolis, Indiana I went to see if Ed had returned and found him and my sister sitting with Kara. Ed looked even happier than he had earlier, so I assumed my sister had properly thanked him. “She’s awake, but groggy,” I said. “She has no idea what happened, though. Ed, why don’t you go see her?” “Thanks!” he replied, giving Stephanie a quick kiss. “I see you properly thanked him!” I teased, after he left. She laughed, “I did. Twice!” “You weren’t gone THAT...

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A WellLived Life Book 4 BethanyChapter 12 Truth and Consequences Part II

July-August 1980, Milford, Ohio On Sunday morning, Stephanie and I swam and ate breakfast before she went to church with mom. I had thought about going to church, but really had no interest in doing so. I suspected Mom would have had quite a bit to say about me going to church given my ‘sinful, immoral, and deviant’ lifestyle. It really wasn’t worth the trouble for something I didn’t think was all that important. I made my usual weekly call to Karin and had a nice chat with her. We couldn’t...

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A WellLived Life Book 4 BethanyChapter 38 Skiing and Skating

December 1980, Milford, Ohio and Boyne Mountain, Michigan The rest of December followed the pattern that had been set at the beginning of the month, but now Debbie was seeing Phillip every Saturday. I didn’t invite Kara out because I wanted her to think things through, but I saw her in chemistry class and at lunch and told her that we would talk after I returned from Columbus. On Saturdays, I had lunch with Bethany and hung out with Larry during the evening. It was good to hang out with...

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A WellLived Life Book 4 BethanyChapter 59 Three Birthdays Two Jobs and a Play Part III

April 1981, Milford, Ohio The rest of the week went along as usual, with Kara accompanying me to the computer lab, and me going on my date with Elyse. Kara didn’t raise the issues that were clearly spinning around in her head, but I knew she would, eventually. I did pull Mary and Tracey aside separately and ask them to be careful about their teasing and joking around Kara. They both agreed to tone it down a bit, which I figured was the best I could do. On Tuesday when I arrived home, I had...

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Bethanys Shipping at AE

Bethany’s Shipping At A&E         Author’s Note: First, this is fiction and second it is fantasy.  Please understand that I am not encouraging this kind of behavior on any level, either individual or societal.  Second, this story fits in with my A&E universe, and while snuff and gynophagia (Dolcett type behavior) is implied in this story, it does not technically occur in this narrative.  So if you like BDSM and want to stay away from that gross nasty stuff, you can still read this story without...

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Bethany and Rachel Show Their Stuff

Stan couldn't figure out what his daughters, Rachel and Bethany, were thinking. They were both very attractive, sexy young women, just like their mother. Just like their mother. Rachel was now married with a little boy, but her sexy younger sister, Bethany, was single and very hot. Stan had watched both of his girls grow up and turn into young women. It was what they did around him after they matured into young women that really puzzled him and got him going. Bethany was a very attractive...

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Bridesmaid BethanyChapter 4

The hat was yellow with a floppy, wide brim and a purple ribbon. Lisa gently adjusted it on my head. The poufy skirt of her bridesmaid dress swished and rustled against mine as she did. "How does that look, sweetie?" she asked. Did she really want to know? The hat wasn't ugly by itself, but it certainly didn't improve the rest of my outfit. Several minutes earlier, I had gone behind a changing screen, removed my slip, and carefully stepped into a bridesmaid dress that, frankly,...

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 1 BethanyChapter 35 Good and Bad

December 12, 1986, Chicago, Illinois Julia was just about to wrap up a special staff meeting, which included Tom and Debbie by speaker phone. “As the last item for our staff meeting, Steve has an announcement.” “All of you have been instrumental to the success of NIKA Consulting and have worked hard this year. I wanted to find a way to say ‘thank you’ in a meaningful way, and beause actions speak louder than words, I’m handing each of you an envelope with a check for $250 as a Christmas...

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A WellLived Life Book 4 BethanyChapter 51 Reconciliations Part I

February 1981, Milford, Ohio I went and knocked on Stephanie’s door. She called out for me to come in, so I opened the door. She was sitting at her desk doing homework. “Do you have time to talk now, Squirt?” I asked softly. “Always for you, Steve. Always,” she said, getting up from her desk and following me to my room. I shut the door, and we sat side-by-side in the beanbag chairs. I held out my hand and Stephanie took it. I squeezed, and she squeezed back. “I think I’ve figured...

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A WellLived Life Book 4 BethanyChapter 60 Prom and Pomp and Circumstance Part I

April/May 1981 — Milford/Cincinnati, Ohio When I woke up on Sunday morning, I called Karin, then swam and ate breakfast with Stephanie. When Dad got up, I thanked him profusely for allowing the party and for keeping Mom away from us. He told me he was quite pleased with our behavior, and that, as he’d expected, there had been no fights, no booze or drugs, and that we’d left everything spotless. He warned me that Mom might say something to me about it and reminded me to just keep my cool. I...

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Bethanys Bikini Clinic

Story: Bethany's Bikini Clinic"Hello - I - I'd like - I'm uh, supposed to make an appointment there," stammered a male voice at the other end of the phone. Bethany knew from the shaken voice what she was to ask next. "What's the case number?" she asked. "C seven one sixty four X." Bethany smiled to herself. "What day do you want to make the appointment?" "I just want to get it over with." "I have an opening at 2:30 this afternoon." "Uh, yes - okay." "The appointment will require a half hour....

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Bethany comes out

It was July 1st 2015 and Bethany was at the end of her final year at Trinity College Cambridge where she was reading philosophy and modern languages. Most of her academic work was done, her exams taken and she was just waiting for her results. Her friends wanted her to enjoy a really special 21st birthday the following Wednesday and they set their plan in motion to give Bethany something she’ll always remember and she certainly will never ever forget what they did for her on that special day....

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Bridesmaid BethanyChapter 3

The bridal salon was breathtaking. As Lisa and I passed through the front door, I felt my pumps sink slightly into the plush carpet. We were immediately surrounded by an immaculate world of frills and tulle, pearls and sequins. I gazed across rack after rack of gowns and wondered where a girl would begin her quest for her perfect gown. For my perfect gown, I thought, for but a fleeting second. Lisa and I had spent many a night perusing various bridal magazines. Lisa had her gown...

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 1 BethanyChapter 38 A New Year

December 31, 1986, Chicago, Illinois My wives and I were eating breakfast when Elyse came into the kitchen. She sat down with us and I served her bacon, eggs, and pancakes. “Jess, I really want to thank you for letting Steve spend two nights with me!” Elyse said. “You’re welcome,” Jessica said. “How are you doing?” “No morning sickness and I feel great!” Elyse said. “Especially the last two mornings!” Jessica and Kara both laughed. “We know how THAT feels!” Kara said with an impish...

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 1 BethanyChapter 40 The Fate of All Men

January 23, 1987, Chicago, Illinois “Hi, Peaches,” I said as she walked out of the Jetway door. “Hi, Yankee!” she said, flashing me a smile. She stepped aside and dropped her carry-on bag and I pulled her into a tight hug. I immediately started crying. “Damnit, Yankee! Don’t start that already!” she ordered. “You can cry later.” “But Peaches...” I protested. “But nothin’. Look at me.” I released her slightly so we could look in each other’s eyes. I fought back the tears and she...

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 1 BethanyChapter 53 Two Babies

May 26, 1987, Chicago, Illinois “I suppose that does solve the problem,” Dave said when I told him about Tom. “I’m just surprised he didn’t tell me when I talked to him.” “I guess he wanted to talk to me because it’s my company. Honestly, it’s not our focus and if we had inquiries in that area, I think we should send them to Tom. We need to put as much effort into our main software packages as possible. We have four now, and that’s a tall order with six full-time programmers and two...

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A WellLived Life Book 4 BethanyChapter 53 Spring Break Part I

March 1981, Milford, Ohio On Saturday morning, Stephanie and I swam, then ate breakfast. Dad loaded up the car for the drive to Myrtle Beach just after 9:00am. Mom tried one last time to talk him into making Stephanie go along, but he resisted, saying that he’d already told her she could stay. Mom objected vehemently to Stephanie being around me, but she knew that argument wouldn’t work with Dad. I hadn’t made any plans for Saturday, and Beth and I agreed we’d skip this Sunday’s work because...

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First Time for Bethany Long Drive Home

Since our move to Kingston, a three hour drive from our long-time home of Kitchener, I’ve made many trips up and down the highway to my old familiar territory.   Since we have maintained many friendships since our relocation, I’ve used my business trips to either meet with good friends or shuttle friends of my children to visit for a short time, usually over weekends. On one occasion my teenage daughter had arranged for me to pick up her friends who are twins on my way back towards home.  ...

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Bridesmaid BethanyChapter Six

I certainly felt as though there was an extra spring in my step when I arrived at work that evening, stepping off of the with my new hairdo--my real hair!--swirling around my head as I clicked across the marble floor to the gasps of my co-workers. "Oh my goodness!" Lisa shreiked. "Bethany! Turn around!" I did. "I love it!" She scurried over to me and put her arms around my waist. "But where did you get it done?" "Carrie's mom took me to the VIP Day Spa," I said. "That is...

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 1 BethanyChapter 33 Thanksgiving

November 25, 1986, Chicago, Illinois “The board approved the budget with consulting, rather than full-time staff,” Dave said as soon as I’d said ‘hello’ when I answered the phone. “Excellent!” I said. “Did the budget request cover both programmers for the whole year?” “It did. They did approve an additional position, but that’s for supervising the computer operators and managing the Prime Computers, not for programmers. That’s exactly what Mr. Forster had in his original budget...

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