Bridesmaid Bethany Chapter 4
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Other times, however, my confidence would dwindle, and my masculine side
would step in. There was one day in particular which tested my male
resolve.
The day started out well enough. Lisa and I had planned to go out to
lunch with Carrie, our co-worker. Driving to the restaurant, I was
feeling especially confident for some reason; I had managed to apply my
lipstick and foundation just so, and my wig was behaving better than
usual as well. Perhaps it was the new earrings that were dangling
gently against my neck, or perhaps the way I was able to absently
flutter my nails as I gripped the steering wheel as I drove...perhaps it
was simply knowing that Lisa, my lovely fianc?e, was with me.
I was wearing a grayish Lycra-blend dress, narrow and sleeveless with a
mock turtleneck and a skirt that went below the knee with a slit up the
back; over it I was wearing a matching jacket with a silver necklace and
bracelets that matched my new earrings.
Anyway, after dropping Lisa off at the front door of the restaurant and
parking the car, I dropped my keys in my purse and zipped it shut.
Underneath my dress I was wearing black pantyhose and a full black slip
that hugged my body wonderfully as I clicked across the parking lot in
my cute little sling backs.
Lisa met me at the front door. Although we usually tempered our
displays of affection in public, and although we had only been apart for
a moment or two, we put our arms around one another in a "girls hug",
and as I heard her gentle giggle and smelled her fragrant hair, I might
have held onto her a little too long and a little too tightly...but
nobody seemed to pay attention.
This, truly, was the most wonderful part of all of this--the acceptance
I felt! While I was not so na?ve as to assume that there were
absolutely no possible negative repercussions to my dressing, that the
world was still populated my scores of prejudiced people who were eager
to hate people for what they were, rather than who they were, I was
still constantly astonished at the complete lack of resistance I faced
from the outside world. What a blessing!
"Guess what, sweetie," Lisa whispered into my ear.
"What?"
"Rick is joining us for lunch."
My throat lurched slightly underneath my mock turtleneck. Rick was
Carrie's boyfriend. I had never met him, but at work, Carrie tended to
jabber on and on about him quite a bit.
"Does he--" I started to say.
"He's very nice," Lisa told me. "Don't worry. If he says anything, I'm
sure Carrie will smack him."
That didn't make me feel any better. As we entered the restaurant, I
took a deep breath, feeling the return of a familiar unease.
"That's them back in the corner," Lisa told me. I looked over to see
Carrie waving at us. The man seated next to her was apparently Rick.
He stood as we approached the table. "Hello, Rick," Lisa was saying.
"I'm Lisa, and this is Bethany."
Rick took Lisa's hand and shook it. I offered my hand, my french-tipped
nails trembling slightly, and Rick took it and gently shook it as well.
"Carrie's told me a lot about you two," he told us.
"She's told us a lot about you," Lisa said.
We slid into the booth across from them. I hurriedly picked up my menu
and tried to study it. "I'm so glad you came," Carrie told us.
"Can I get you ladies something to drink?" the waiter asked.
"Could I please have some iced tea?" Lisa asked.
"Certainly," he said, writing it down. "And you, ma'am?" he asked.
He was talking to me; Carrie and Rick both had glasses in front of them.
Very self-consciously, I nervously whispered, "Water, please" in my best
feminine voice.
After the waiter left, I picked up the menu again and jumped when Carrie
exclaimed, "Guess what!"
"What?" Lisa asked.
"Rick and I are engaged!"
Lisa's squealed response drowned out any I might have made. In a
heartbeat, I forgot about my feminine side as I looked at the ring
Carrie was showing off. Was the diamond bigger than the one I had
bought for Lisa? I hoped it wasn't, and I shifted nervously in my slip
as Carrie produced her left hand. To the relief of my masculine ego,
perched on heels as it may have been, her diamond didn't appear to be
any bigger than Lisa's--or smaller for that matter.
"Have you set a date yet?"
"Yes," Rick said, shyly smiling. "August 20th."
"You're kidding!" Lisa exclaimed, taking the words right out of my
mouth. August 20th was just slightly over two weeks away. "Why so
soon?"
"Mrs. Herndon said we can get married at the club that night."
Lisa gasped. "That sounds wonderful!"
Again, I felt another pang for my masculine side. My engagement with
Lisa had endured several postponements, mostly due to schedule
conflicts--since we now worked together, it had been difficult to figure
out a way to take time off together without leaving the hostess staff
short two girls. There was also the fact that I planned to get married
in male mode, and would use my vacation time to temporarily remove my
nails and forgo shaving.
"And," Carrie said, "I wanted to ask both of you, Lisa and Bethany, if
both of you would be willing to be my bridesmaids."
"Oh!" Lisa squealed again. "Of course we would!"
I sat there dumbly. We would?
"I have the cutest dresses picked out," Carrie continued. "We can get
both of you measured this afternoon?"
I looked at Lisa, concerned, but she was looking at Carrie and Rick,
smiling broadly. "I'm so happy for the two of you," she said.
"This will be so much fun!" Carrie squealed. I tried to study the menu
again; the two of them were causing quite a commotion. Still, I was
happy for Carrie...
"What is it?" Lisa asked me.
"What?" I said, looking up from the menu.
"Are you O.K.?" she asked.
"I'm fine."
Lisa smiled. "This is your big chance to be a real bridesmaid at a real
wedding!"
I smiled nervously, glancing across the table at Carrie and Rick. "I've
never been a bridesmaid," I said, stating what I thought was the obvious
as womanly as possible.
"You haven't?" Rick remarked. "I thought it was something that every
girl has done three or four times."
Was he being charitable, or did he honestly not know? "You'll be fine,"
Carrie told me, touching my hand again.
"Carrie, I'm so happy for you!" Lisa exclaimed, before the two of them
broke down into squealing giggles again.
Rick glanced at me and just shrugged.
***
Carrie and Rick spilled the details of the wedding over lunch. It would
be a small wedding, close friends and family only. Lisa and I would be
the only bridesmaids; Rick would have two groomsmen. The ceremony would
be relatively brief, followed by a meal at the club for the dozen-odd
invitees.
I waited until we were back in the car before I expressed my
reservations to Lisa. "I'm not so sure about this," I said, as I
fastened my seatbelt.
"About Carrie and Rick?" Lisa asked, as she backed the car out of the
parking space. "Why do you say that? I think they were made for each
other."
"Not about Carrie and Rick," I said. "About the bridesmaid thing."
"Why not?" Lisa asked.
"It just makes me kind of nervous," I said. "I've never been a
bridesmaid."
"Well, in a couple of weeks you'll be able to say that you have," Lisa
said. "Always a bridesmaid, never a bride." She giggled. "That's you,
sweetie."
"But what will I have to do?"
"We just have to assist Carrie with her gown and help her out with the
rehearsal dinner and all of that," Lisa said. "It's a lot of fun, and
besides, it's quite an honor for her to ask us."
"But are we going to have to pose for photos or anything like that?"
Lisa looked at me sympathetically. "You'll look fine," she told me.
"I'll make sure you do."
"And I don't want to have to dance with any of the groomsmen or anything
like that."
"It's a small wedding, sweetie," Lisa said quietly.
I could only take a deep breath. "If you say so," I told Lisa.
Lisa was now pulling into a parking space in front of a bridal shop
which appeared to have a large showroom; a half-dozen mannequins, each
dressed in a breathtaking full-length wedding gown, were lined up facing
out of the front window of the store. "We're here," she said. "Are you
O.K.?"
"I'm pretty nervous."
"Just relax and enjoy it," she said. "Just think," she said, "today
you're actually going to get measured for your very own gown. You're
not going to just borrow one from somebody else. And that reminds
me..." she added.
"Reminds you of what?" I asked.
"You were more than willing to put on that hoopskirt and march with us
at the Heritage Day Parade that one time!"
"Well, that was a little bit different," I said.
"Different?" Lisa asked. "How?"
"That was a special occasion," I said quietly. "Those were wonderful
dresses."
"Well," Lisa said, "today you are going to be fitted for your very own
wonderful bridesmaid dress that you will wear on Carrie's very special
day."
I just kind of nodded. All of the self-confidence that I felt before
lunch was gone; now I just felt like a guy in a dress. "I'm not going
to have get undressed to be measured, am I?"
"You're wearing your black slip," Lisa said. "You'll be fine in that."
"But I've never undressed around anybody besides you," I said.
Lisa sighed and opened her door. "I'll be right there," she told me.
"I promise. O.K.? Now Carrie's waiting. Let's go in."
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