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My psychologist asked that I do an experiment so I'd like to see what the
responses are to this story. I hope you don't mind!
Her name is Jeanette, and I visit with her weekly.
Her first question is always "Am I visiting with James or Jamie?" I think
that is so nice of her to ask. I'll speak from a third person's view and
I hope that isn't confusing to the reader. It's usually Jamie who speaks
first. She gets so angry when James even tries to attempt any
authoritative actions. Jamie is the boss of the body. James is the
simpering little sissy and Jamie likes to call him that. Jamie is
frustrated because she's stuck in a man's body and has to pretend to be a
guy whenever they go out because she actually cares about James and
doesn't want to embarrass him publicly, but I can assure you, she wants
the freedom to be the woman she is.
Jeanette knows that Jamie is going to vent for a while so she allows it.
"I hate when James digs through my clothes."
"Can you explain how the body knows if it's Jamie or James who has
control?" Jeanette asks. "James doesn't understand when he's trying to
get dressed if he's looking in the wrong drawers." Jeanette tries to
defend James as much as possible.
"Please don't defend the little faggot!" Jamie raises her voice. She
tells Jeanette that men are not to open a woman's lingerie drawers. "What
is his fucking problem? I've got enough underwear. Why can't he buy me
some nice dresses or skirts or outerwear?"
"Can you wear it?"
"In the house."
"And how do you feel about not being able to leave the house, when you're
dressed appropriately?"
"Aughhhhhh! I want to go out and shop and dance and meet people. I want
to go to a nice dinner with some guy and have him pay for it! I want to
have him reach under the table and feel my shaven legs and pantyhose. I
want him to look in my eyes and tell me I'm beautiful. I want him to take
me to his place and fuck the living daylights out of me"
"That sounds wonderful," Jeanette comments. "And that can never happen,
can it?"
"No - James is not a homosexual. He's screaming in my head right now.
He's telling me that women don't use language like that. Go to hell,
faggot!" "I tell him that daily." "My god," Jamie continues. "He just
goes on and on and on."
"What is he saying right now?"
"I wish you could hear him, Jeanette! He goes on and on about how I won't
let him wear boy's underwear and he tells me he's trapped because I get
angry he's digging in my panties. This is how's it's supposed to work. I
have allowed James to buy some panties that aren't all womanly. Those are
his panties. He can open that drawer. My bras and panties are more
feminine and he's not to open those drawers. He doesn't need to wear bras
or frilly things. Those are mine. So I tell him to stay out of my
underwear. I understand it. I've told him enough to get the hell out of
my lingerie but he tells me he's not sure who he is today."
"Is he right? Do you allow him the opportunity to discover if he's Jamie
or James when it seems he's confused?"
"He knows his time is Monday through Friday, 9 to 5."
"Why won't you allow James to wear boy underwear?"
"Ewww! That's disgusting! Deuteronomy 22:5 - The woman shall not wear
that which pertaineth unto a man, neither shall a man put on a woman's
garment: for all that do so are abomination unto the LORD thy God.
"But you expect James to wear women's panties? That's not being fair to
James, is it?"
"And I get all grossed out when he wears boy's underthings. That's just
plain wrong!"
"Wow, Jamie! How can I get you to see the hypocrisy in your thought
process? Does James understand the rules you've set for him on which
underwear he's supposed to choose?"
"Damn, woman, you ask some really hard questions. Yes! I think he does.
When he gets ready for work, he's James. When he comes home from work, I
get to take over. That's when he gets to undress and allows me
opportunities to play dress up and wear the appropriate wear for the
woman of the house."
"What about weekends? Who's the boss?"
"We battle that every weekend. On Friday nights, I sleep in a pretty
nighty and when we wake on Saturday, if I'm feeling especially feminine,
or if I'm in my period time, James has no choice. I'm the boss. When I
open my lingerie drawer or start grabbing for feminine hygiene things, I
usually yell at James to get the hell out of my head. I tell him this is
private girl time."
"So, Jamie, can you tell me when it is that James is digging in your
panty drawer?" Jeanette asks. "It sounds to me that James might be
confused as to when he's digging in your lingerie."
Jamie sighs really loud and explains that when James is interested in
sex, he wants Jamie to wear something a little more girlish. This is when
James starts pulling out the really girlish panties and bras, leotards
and tights, miniskirts and provocative clothing that Jamie thinks only a
prostitute would wear.
"And James has never been to a prostitute, has he?" Jeanette asks.
"You know the answer to that, Jeanette. How can he go to a prostitute
when he's wearing women's panties? Besides, I wouldn't let him. They are
so dirty and carry diseases. This is my body too, you know."
"So it sounds to me like James is trapped as well. I think he'd want to
go out with some beautiful woman, and buy her dinner. Maybe touch her leg
under the table, and take her home and make love like he'd like to do. As
you've said, he's not a homosexual."
"So this is your job, Jeanette. We've been coming for a long time and it
seems like we're not making progress in either separating us or bringing
us together in some balanced acceptable place in our head."
"Thus, the dilemma. May I speak to James for a while?"
It's easy to tell when James comes out because he actually sits
differently. I'm not sure why Jeanette hasn't noticed this but James sits
kind of closer to the front of the seat with his legs spread a little
wider. He's the one that wants to continue going to Jeanette. Jamie is
perfectly happy with her little girl time at the end of each day and on
weekends. James has been trying to explain to Jeanette that he's afraid
of women and the only relationship he seems to be able to maintain is his
relationship with Jamie.
"Shut up, bitch," James starts his conversation with Jeanette. "Sorry, I
was talking with Jamie. She just goes on and on, and I should have as
much time in therapy as you!"
"Are you two finished arguing?" Jeanette asks, taken aback because James
hardly every swears in therapy.
"I'm sorry about that, Jeanette. She's being really loud in my head right
now. I think she's in her period time or something. She's really grumpy
today."
"Do you know why she's grumpy today?"
"I made her dress up last night."
"What do you mean by 'made her?"
"I picked out the clothes and put them on the bed. Sometimes I'll dump
all her panties and bras on the bed and ask her to put some on. To be the
woman she demands to be all the time. She keeps telling me that it's not
the clothes that make the woman, but what's in the heart and actions and
love and all that. So I ask her to demonstrate that to me. She has a hard
time with that."
"Can you be more specific on how you think that a woman should
demonstrate 'Love?' Jeanette moves closer in her seat because James is
coming close to the reason she thinks they are here every week.
"I don't understand what you're asking, Jeanette. Love is love, how are
people supposed to demonstrate 'Love?"
"How did your parents demonstrate 'Love' to you, James?"
"They didn't. We were a dysfunctional family. I've told you that. I'm the
4th in a family of 7 children and my parents didn't have time to
demonstrate 'Love' to any of us. Well, maybe my sisters, but I never saw
any of it. Who gives a crap about that anyway? I'm a guy. What do I care
about 'Love' and all that?"
"I don't know, James. If you could describe 'Love,' can you tell me how
your parents could have demonstrated it to you?" I think Jeanette is
happy about the way this conversation is going. She's picked up her
pencil and notebook. James yells to Jamie to 'shut up, it's my turn."
James starts telling Jeanette about how he saw that his mother seemed to
like the girls better. How she took them shopping and how they seemed to
be closer.
"Not the sisters, James. How was your mother supposed to demonstrate love
to the boys in your family?"
"I don't know!" James seemed frustrated about being unable to answer this
question.
"How did your father demonstrate 'Love,' James?"
James started laughing. Fathers aren't supposed to demonstrate 'Love,'
Jeanette. What, was he supposed to hug us? That's so gay! Was he supposed
to play baseball with us or toss the football? My father was always too
busy. He was supposed to be the breadwinner. Bring home the bacon, keep
my mother satisfied financially, spiritually, sexually. I don't know, how
is a guy supposed to demonstrate 'Love?' I've thought about that question
over and over and have not come up with an answer.
"I've read your writings this week, James. Do you feel like writing your
fantasies down is helping you to understand Jamie or yourself any
better?" Jeanette asks this question every week." "I have also read the
reviews. I'll bet you're a little frustrated at what the readers are
asking for, aren't you?"
"What do you mean?" James asks.
"Your readers want longer stories, or more developed stories, or less
confusion as you're mixing up the characters. Even I've noticed that some
of your stories are a little homosexual or lesbian. Are you going to
change your format? Are you going to write longer stories or try to keep
your characters straight to make your readers happy? You've been writing
a lot about ballet this week. We've not talked much about your fetish
with leotards and tights. Did someone make you wear them once?"
"That's all Jamie, Jeanette. She's into ballet. I'm not. I've never even
been to a ballet. I think the way the girls dress is like way too
provocative. Jamie's the one who wears the leotards."
"But you 'make' her, don't you, James. Don't you put those clothes on the
bed for her to wear?"
"Yeah, because I think they're more feminine and that Jamie wants to be
more feminine and I like seeing her that way.
"It sounds like you've got some homework assignments this week, James.
Our time is almost up but I think you've asked a really good question and
I want you to explore that question. I want you to write 100 different
ways a father might demonstrate love to his son. I don't want any
biblical references. You keep doing that all the time. No religion, just
think about how your father could have demonstrated that he actually
cared about you. Do you think you can do that for me?"
And I want you to explore this ballet theme a little deeper. If there
were a ballet performance this week, I'd like for you to attend it. I
want you to read up on the story of ballet and tell me about it next
week. I want a history of sorts. Try to explore what it is about the
female costume that you're attracted to.
"Jamie's going to hate that. She's going to call me a faggot all week
because I'm reading about ballet and ballerina costumes. Isn't there
something you can do or say to her to just shut the hell up?"
"Let me talk with Jamie for a minute, please."
If you, the reader, could watch the expression on James' face change,
then you'd see that Jamie really is a bitchy lady.
"What the fuck are you doing? I don't want him reading about ballet. I'll
be in leotards and tights all week."
"But he likes that, Jamie. Can't you do that for him this week? And help
him with his assignment on how his father could demonstrate affection to
him. He really is having a hard time with that one.
My sessions with Jeanette last about 45 minutes. This is a typical
session. Sometimes Jeanette will only speak to one of us. Usually Jamie
gets a little more time with Jeanette because she's more verbal. She
seems to understand the separation of Jamie and James better. Though none
of us is exactly sure how to either separate of join the two.
Those of you who understand a split personality or maybe have studied
'Sybil" or are familiar with the treatment of this condition might review
this story. I promise you that Jeanette, Jamie, and James are all reading
the reviews. James especially enjoys the reviews and you should see how
angry he gets when people ask for the stories to be longer or more
developed. He speaks under his breath about how he is the author and if
they don't like his writing, they shouldn't read the stories. Jamie gets
angry because she is always the 'main character' and feels she's not a
lesbian and asks James why she's always in the lesbian relationships.
Jeanette just reads and tries to better understand James and Jamie and
the battles they have going on in their head.
One last thing about what makes Jeanette a really special therapist.
She'll allow Jamie to come dressed up. This is one time that James allows
Jamie to wear her clothes outside of the house. There has to be a lot of
planning and these sessions are later at night so Jamie can walk from the
car to Jeanette's office. Jamie does have some nice outerwear, even
though she's always complaining that James doesn't buy her enough. The
last time, Jamie was wearing a maternity blue jeans jumper, a black ?
sleeve leotard, tights, appropriate lingerie, and some nice shoes to
coordinate. James allowed her to put on makeup and one of her wigs. Jamie
just loved it, and Jeanette was happy to talk just with Jamie for a whole
45 minutes without any complaints because Jamie thought James was like
the greatest guy in the world for letting her out of the house.
We could spend hours talking about why it was a maternity jumper, but I
don't think that is necessary. Just be happy for Jamie that she felt a
little more maternal that session. If she could have held a baby and
nursed it or something, I think she'd have been in heaven. I'm almost
positive that she was wearing a maternity bra and briefs. And James was
happy because Jamie treated him really nice for a whole week after that
session. They don't fight so much when Jamie wins some of the important
battles.
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