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Living the Dream: part 5
By: Malissa Madison
"I think you handled that really well Malissa. Certainly better than
your old self would have." Momma stated as a matter of fact.
"Thank you Momma," I looked at my Sister's and my soon to be in-laws.
"Bambi, you look like you want to say something."
She ushered me into a nearby ladies room then looked in all the stalls
to make sure we were alone. "Your Name used to be Donnie? Oh my god I
don't fucking believe this shit."
"Yeah I know, I almost shit myself when I found out his name. but you
know what? I had already become Malissa before that, long before that.
but if you think it's something he needs to know tell me right now and
I'll tell him."
"No, no it isn't that," she back peddled. "my original name was," she
looked around again. "Danny. That's what I wanted to tell you. It isn't
right that I know your old name and you didn't know mine."
I wrapped my arms around her kissing her cheek. "Thank you," I said
tears in my eyes.
"And if any of those Bitches forgot who you are now I'll claw their eyes
out," she added. "You've come so far. You're both so happy together."
We heard the Ladies room door open and turned expecting one or both of
our Momma's. but the little sister stood there instead. Momma standing
behind her looking like she was ready to pounce any second.
"Malissa? I really am sorry for the way everyone's treated you. That I
didn't understand before, and wasn't brave enough to stand up for you."
I held out my hand to her, "Becca, I'll try to remember that you're the
nice one. And I know you were in a really hard place at the time. But I
want you to do me a favor."
"Anything," she jumped at the possible chance.
"Don't share any personal information about me, or my sisters to the
rest of them."
"But you're happy now. You're finally who you should have always been, I
can see that. why can't I share it?"
I caressed her cheek, "So na?ve. So innocent. You still don't understand
the game you're caught up in do you?"
"What are you talking about? No one's playing a game."
"Becca," Bambi interrupted. "I've known you and your oldest sister less
than thirty minutes, and even I can see the power struggle going on in
the family you come from. They'll take every bit of information you give
them and twist it into what they want. Then use it like a weapon to hurt
Malissa and the rest of us."
"Where's Pam now?" I asked.
"Probably at church praying for you. I don't know, she just left."
"Look we really do have to shop for school. If you want to tag along,
you're welcome. Just don't make any snide remarks or interfere with
things, Ok? You don't have a clue what's going on, so please try to keep
an open mind. If you feel uncomfortable just walk away."
"I can do that, I just want to get to know the sister I never realized I
had."
I hugged her, "Thank you, now you can watch us power shop."
I lead the way out to the main mall where everyone was waiting. Sandra
had shown up with Mindy and Mandy, so they could shop with us since they
were going to be Sophie's roommates at school.
I introduced everyone to Becca, but when Sandra touched her hand I saw
something strange flash in her eyes.
"Momma," Sandra said. "I need to go talk to Grandma." And just like that
she was gone into the crowd.
Becca followed us from shop to shop as we found the school uniform
requirements. Then her eyes got big when Momma said, "Malissa, you need
new bras your starting to Muffin out."
We were in Victoria's Secret, and I just giggled as I peeled off my top
and started trying on bras that Momma and Sophie brought me. I saw the
surprised look on her face.
"Those are real."
"Of course they are, what did you expect? Silicone?"
"No I just never really thought about it before."
"Come here, and just satisfy your curiosity. I won't bite."
When she was close enough I lifted her hand to my left breast. "See,
real. Nothing fake." I lifted them up, "No implant scars."
She blushed a little bit, "My god I never dreamed you could really
become a real girl. All those years, all the talk about how you wanted
to be Cat." She fell silent.
"Malissa, look." Sophie interrupted. She was wearing a pretty blue satin
and lace corset with matching bra, panties, and stockings. "I'm getting
you exactly the same thing. I bet Donnie will flip when he comes home
and finds us waiting in bed for him wearing this."
"Malissa are you, Mormons? She's like ten or something." I grabbed
Sophie before she could start clawing.
"Sophie, calm down. She doesn't understand our way's" I turned back to
Becca, "No we aren't Mormon's, we're Native American's. you really
should research Great, Great Grandma Nada's real history. Then you'll
understand."
She followed us around some more and when we stopped in the jewelers she
stood in amazement as we looked at expensive jewelry, picking out what
we wanted like it was on the bargain table at K-Mart.
Sandra finally caught back up to us while we were looking at silver and
turquoise pieces. "Malissa, I need to talk to you," she said in the
Blackfeet tongue.
"Not now," I answered.
"You really need to forgive her fully, I can't explain." She was near
tears. Then turned and dashed out of the store.
The owner came over, "You should heed her advice. I'm sorry but everyone
here knows who she is."
Becca just looked puzzled and I realized she had no idea what was being
said.
We finished shopping and I bought Becca a few things, and told her I
forgave her. but would still have to take things slowly. I promised to
tell her all about Grandma Nada. Then she said she really had to go so
she could catch her bus home. She had to change busses about half way.
After I saw her onto the city bus, Momma lead me back into the Mall.
"Girls," she said to the rest, "Go on home we'll be along shortly."
She guided me to a dress shop, "You're going to need a Black dress."
"Momma I already have three," I reminded her.
"Oh god Baby, I hope you don't really need it, but what you have isn't
going to be suitable."
"Not suitable? For what?"
"Malissa, you can't wear an LBD to a funeral. I'm Sorry. Sandra saw it,
not when or how, But soon." She hugged me harder than I could ever
remember.
She tried to help me find something but I wasn't interested. I refused
to believe that the one person from my past who accepted me could
possibly be gone in a short time.
She picked out a satiny lace covered thing that had a full skirt that
came to my ankles, a pair of black lace gloves, and a hat with a black
veil. That was the only thing she carried as she walked me to the car.
My sisters having taken off with the rest of the days purchases.
I pulled into the Garage and shut down the car. As we got out I realized
the house was abnormally quiet. Maybe they were just busy out back since
it was so warm outside, I thought.
As I stepped through the door into the kitchen Sophie tackled me,
locking her arms around me. "God I'm so sorry," she said. "No one
deserves that."
I was confused, "Deserves what?"
"Sophie, she doesn't know," Jennifer said quietly. "Malissa, your oldest
sister called a few minutes ago."
I actually glared at her, "She, she said." She started crying.
I looked down into Sophie's tear filled eyes. "Becca, was hit by a car
when she got off the bus to change for the north side bus."
I just collapsed in the floor in shock. I barely registered Momma
picking me up out of the floor, helped by Sophie and Jennie.
I just sat there at the table, not crying, not moving. Just staring at
nothing, until Momma slammed a shot glass full of Daddy's best Gin in
front of me. "Drink it!" I took it in my fingers lifting the little
glass, so clear so pure.
"Malissa Dawn Madison Vandine, Drink it now, or I'll make you drink it."
I tilted my head back as I swallowed the burning liquid down my throat.
The stinging bringing tears to my eyes. And I started to cry, she and
Sophie held me until I couldn't cry any more.
Off in the distance I could hear the phone ringing, like I was down a
well.
"No she's in shock I think. God, I had to make her drink a shot of Gin.
But she's cried out for now. I think she's still numb." "No you tell
Sandra it isn't her fault, she didn't cause it."
"Momma?"
"Yes Baby"
I held out my hand for the phone, and she handed it to me after saying
"Malissa wants to talk to Sandra."
"Sandra?"
"Yes?" she was crying
"Thank you," I said. "You were right and I'm glad I forgave her." I
handed the phone back to Momma then got up and went to my room.
Sophie followed me, and held me in her arms until I cried myself to
sleep.
I waited two days, but no one called to tell me when the funeral was
going to be. Momma started calling the funeral homes for me. Then Connie
found the announcement in the paper.
"It's obvious they don't want you there," Jennifer said. "What are you
going to do?"
I didn't answer right away, I was still trying to decide. I looked at
the announcement in the paper, and found the funeral home listed. Then I
called it.
I sat across from the home until they left, then I got out and went
inside. I told the funeral director who I was, and asked what
arrangements had been made.
Everything they'd picked out was cheap, even the stone was minimal. I
picked out the best of everything, casket, flowers, the dress she would
be buried in. and the stone. Then I paid for everything. "If they ask,
just tell them you don't know who it was. I'll be there."
"We don't usually burry empty caskets," he said. "What should I tell
them about that one."
"Oh they'll figure it out when they see the name, I've already been dead
to them for years. It's time for closure."
The next day I walked in wearing the black dress my Momma had bought me.
They didn't seem to notice that the two funerals were being conducted at
the same time. I sat by myself in the room with the empty casket,
listening to the other funeral.
It wasn't until they reached the graveyard that they noticed, how could
they not the two graves were side by side.
I walked past my Mother and Sister's to lay a single black rose on each
casket. Then stood off to the side until they lowered both of them into
the ground.
Her stone had her information on it, the other had My old name and the
date of death was the date Momma had discovered the truth about me.
Across the top it read "Fly Free Cat Belleau".
I lifted my veil, and stared at them until they looked away then I
walked to my car and drove home.
"Malissa, what happened? They didn't start anything did they?"
"No Momma, they didn't say a word. I think I gave everyone closure."
"What do you mean gave everyone closure?"
I handed her a copy of the mornings paper with the funeral
announcements, and she read it.
"What did she do Momma?" Sophie asked.
"I buried my past once and for all."
"How did you do that? they can't just burry an empty casket."
"They didn't. my old birth certificate, social security card and all the
old pictures of me were in there." I smiled, "Now who wants to go
celebrate life?"
Over the next week I waited, sure I would get some sort of call. It
never came, no thank you, no get lost, no hate filled tirade. I talked
with Donnie almost every night, he was worried about me. He'd talked to
both Momma and Sophie, and Bambi had told him that she hoped I would
talk to him when he got home.
Sophie and I were snuggling, sound asleep, he didn't call to say he was
leaving early so we didn't know.
I woke up to his warm body sliding under the covers, his strong arms
wrapping me in his embrace as he reached for Sophie too. I sighed
contentedly as I let myself settle against him, pulling Sophie in
closer.
"Your early," I accused.
"I caught the first flight out, Dad said go ahead you need me here."
after a few moments he said, "I'm really sorry how things happened. I'm
sorry I wasn't here for you."
"You were where you needed to be, but thank you for wanting to be here."
"Are you Ok? Bambi seemed kind of freaked out when I talked to her. And
Mom said you did something at the funeral."
I rolled over in his arms, "I paid for two funerals, and I never got a
thank you or anything for the first one."
"Well they are probably still grief stricken." He was trying to make me
feel better.
"I'm so happy you're home," Sophie said. "She's been wearing me out
every night."
I laughed out loud, "Oh please, you know you're the one who starts it
every night."
"So what is it that everyone is so freaked out about. Not you two but
the rest of the family?"
Sophie giggled, "Malissa literally buried her past. There's a tombstone
and everything."
"Why would that have my Sister and Mother freaked out?"
Rubbing noses with him I sighed and then asked, "Do you really want to
know now? Or can it wait until daylight?"
Sophie giggled, "I hope it waits until after he takes care of my
neglected needs."
As the sound of us panting and moaning drifted through the house, I
heard Jennie say, "Donnie's home." Then she giggled. "I hope he bangs
her brains out, Sophie needs a break."
I giggled and Sophie hollered, "Cowgirl up."
We slept till almost eight thirty, then Donnie asked, "Can I go see it?"
I bit my lip, "I hope you don't get too much of a shock when you see it.
I'd already pushed that part of my life out of my mind long before I met
you."
Holding both their hands I lead him and Sophie out to Julie, we drove in
silence to the cemetery. Then I lead the short walk to the graves.
Donnie looked at me puzzled, then stepped forward to touch the stone,
"You're free now. Who you were always supposed to be." He gathered me
into his arms kissing my face.
"Who's Cat Belleau?" Sophie asked.
Donnie laughed, "The Old West version of Bonnie Parker."
"Oh like in Bonnie and Clyde?"
"Exactly, except way prettier," Donnie said. "Those long dresses and low
cut tops. And she rode side saddle just like the true lady she was."
"You aren't freaked out by the name?" I ventured, biting my lip and
averting my eyes. Only to have his fingers gently lifting my face to
his.
"No my love, I never knew that person. and I don't feel as if I need to
know anything more than I already do," he kissed my lips softly the
reached pulling Sophie into our embrace.
We walked slowly back to the car, noticing a beat up old Plymouth fury
sitting a hundred yards away. I recognized the driver and slowed way
down as I passed. Pam waved, but it wasn't a happy hello wave. It was a
final goodbye type of wave.
"Who was that?" he asked.
"Just a ghost from the past," I answered. "Buried along with the rest."
"She looked really sad," Sophie said. "I hope she realizes all the
damage she caused. All the hurt and anguish."
"Sophie Honey, I love you to pieces. But I wouldn't wish that on anyone,
not even the next biggest tormentor of my past."
"Who are you and what have you done with my Sister?"
"Sophie, She's found her peace with her past," Donnie told her. "It's
time to really focus on the future. Like are you going to model your
school uniform for me or do I have to wait to see it?"
I giggled, "Oh so you want to play with your naughty school girls do
you?" Sophie was giggling. "Malissa, shouldn't we be naughty so it's
more realistic?"
"What did you have in mind? It might be too naughty knowing you."
But she wouldn't say, she just gave me directions to the Mall. Then
after we got there she said, "I want to watch a movie."
"What do you want to see?"
"Does it really matter, we aren't really going to watch it, we're going
to be naughty remember?" she was giggling.
I smacked her butt, "It's your idea so you're buying the tickets. Now
move it."
She worked her hips around flaunting the way it made her skirt swing in
the back drawing attention as she approached the ticket booth.
"You know she'll not be able to get anything above a PG rating right?"
Coming back she giggled as she held out three tickets for 'Lady and the
Tramp'. "Good lord it's a Disney movie, do you know how many little kids
will be in there?"
"Chicken, are you afraid?" she was pulling Donnie by the hand toward the
entrance.
When the ticket taker tore off half the tickets he looked at us and
smiled. "It's so sweet your bringing your little sister to movies.
She'll really enjoy it it's a classic."
We got drinks and two boxes of Boston Baked Beans, then she skipped
happily into the theater. "God that girls really asking for it," I said.
"Maybe we shouldn't be doing this here?"
"Have you changed your mind," he asked me. "Are you going to be the Good
Girl who stands by and watches her get spanked?"
We sat on each side of him and as usual the movie had already started. I
was surprised that there were so few people in the theater, but then
again, it was the middle of the day.
She wasted no time or pretense, she slipped into the floor and
practically ripped his pants open, "I want a lollipop," she said loud
enough for people to hear. He scooted to the edge of his seat and leaned
back as I started kissing him.
A few moments later she eased up into his lap facing the screen, as she
took him inside her. Her look when she turned her face to kiss me was a
challenge, and I slammed my tongue halfway down her throat. Then
nervously I eased out of my seat to kneel on the dirty floor, as I
pushed her skirt up out of the way. "Now that's Naughty," I whispered
discovering she wasn't wearing any panties. She was wiggling around
grinding her ass into his lap her fingers twisted tight in my hair as my
head bobbed up and down.
I felt her at the back of my throat, and suddenly she pushed down hard,
"Take it all, Swallow it Slut." I let her push my head down opening my
throat as I swallowed all eight inches. But she held me there, not
letting me up until she knew I needed air.
Still hold my hair she let my come up all the way off, only to have her
erupting like a shotgun all over my face. And in my hair, all the while
still riding his beautiful cock.
Suddenly he thrust up hard enough to bounce her off, "Your turn," I
giggled as I spun her around putting my hand on the back of her head.
When we started to lick each other clean he said, "No I think you should
both walk to the car like that. Show the world how sexy you are, or are
you both afraid?"
Giggling we grabbed his hands and pulled him to his feet, "Let's go," I
said. "Come on Sophie, hold your head up like a true cum slut." She
giggled. And followed since I was closest to the aisle.
We were smiling happily as we left the theater, our faces smeared with
cream. People stared, a few old ladies gasped. But no one said a word as
we made it to the car.
"Was that naughty enough?" we asked him as we headed out of the parking
lot.
"Stay just like that, I think a little humiliation might help you
remember to be behave in public," he told us as we hurried toward home.
Getting out he said, "You two go get your uniforms on. I'll be waiting
in the Goat."
"We aren't getting spanked?" Sophie was shocked.
"Oh you're getting spanked alright, but not here."
Rushing through the house we wiped our faces before Momma saw us.
"Sophie, Malissa, why are you running in the house?"
"Donnie wants to see us both in our school uniforms," I said with a
giggle.
"He's waiting for us, so we have to hurry," Sophie added with a naughty
giggle.
When we were finished we hurried back down the stairs and out the front
door. Momma was standing at the driver's door talking to him. And I
heard him say "The Marriott."
We kissed her cheeks as we climbed into the car with him giggling. "Oh
Donnie, before I forget." She smiled like the cat that stole the cream.
"Did Bambi by chance tell the new disciplinary procedures at school this
year?"
"Yes Ma'am she did."
"Good, then I trust you'll know what to do with these." She held out two
wooden rulers to him. "And you two forgot all about them didn't you?"
she asked us with a giggle of her own. She leaned in and kissed his
cheek, "Take good care of my girls, and don't hesitate to spank those
cute little asses when they deserve it," she told him.
"That's just where were headed now, they've both been very naughty." We
blushed bright red, as he sped out of the driveway headed to the hotel.
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