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The next two years I spent in feminine bliss. Being the lady-in-waiting
to Catherine Delong certainly has advantages. My wardrobe expanded
wondrously! I now owned many day and evening dresses, so many that I
never had to wear the same one more than once a week. I studied the
etiquette and mannerisms of being a woman of culture and taste.
Catherine and my sister Margaret Billingsly were both wonderful tutors
and have helped me become Isabella Worthington. I have not worn male
attire or attempted to be masculine for over two years, and I do not
miss it one bit. My daily life consists of helping Catherine with
whatever duties she requires of me and learning the finer point of being
the fairer sex. My hair has now grown to past my shoulders, and I
usually wear it pined up in ringlet. My life could not be more
complete, of at least I had thought so.
One afternoon in my second year of service to Catherine, my life took
another turn. Catherine and I were enjoying the warm spring weather by
taking a walk around town. I was wearing a light blue day dress,
matching bonnet and parasol. My sister Margaret wrote earlier and said
she would join us for an afternoon tea at the Ellington Inn. We walked
to the Inn and Margaret was already there. After we exchanged our
greeting, Margaret informed me of some interesting news.
"Isabella, do you remember a man by the name of Chester Hummerfeld?"
I almost choked on my tea. "Of course I do." I answered. My voice is
now completely feminine. I could not even talk like a man again if I
tried. But anyhow, how could I forget the man who asked me to my first
waltz as a woman.
"He is back in the area. He is divorced and living back at his family's
estate. My husband and I met him at a friend of my husband's house last
night when we dined there."
"And?" I asked in an excited voice. Why was I so excited. I do not
fancy men.
"He inquired about you!" Margaret said. Catherine clapped with
delight.
"Why are you two so excited?" I asked.
"We are happy for you because you are happy." Catherine said. "You did
tell me how wonderful that dance was with him. You have told me on more
than one occasion."
I blushed with embarrassment. They both giggled thinking that I must
fancy him.
"I do not fancy him." I said. "How could I? With me being what I am."
"What your are is a young lady. I just assumed you fancied men. I am
sorry for saying it." Margaret said.
"Isabella, you have never mentioned to me that you did not fancy men. I
just assumed...I apologize also."
I felt ashamed for making them apologize. I had to clear it up
immediately. "No, you both do not need to apologize. I need to
apologize. I honestly do fancy men. I was just embarrassed because I
do. You both must really think poorly of me."
"Of course we do not." Margaret told me. "It is only natural for a
woman to fancy a man." Catherine voiced her agreement. "The question
is still out there, dear sister. Do you fancy him?"
"I fancy what he was. I still picture him looking handsome in his
officer's uniform. I always had a secret fantasy that I was his wife.
Of course that can never be."
Catherine came over and gave me a hug. I wanted to cry, but I held
back. Margaret sat with a quiet smile on her face.
"What is it?" I asked her.
"Well, my husband was talking to some of the other gentlemen about
Master Hummerfeld. The rumor is that Master Hummerfeld fancies the
company of ...other men! The story about him was that he divorced his
wife because he had a male lover. He hides those feelings by falsely
pursuing women."
"How scandalous." Catherine said.
"But think on it. He inquires about Isabella. Isabella is ... well she
is a special woman. Chester should like what she is." Margaret said.
I was shocked that Margaret had thought of all of this. "Do you really
think it might happen? Like you said? What if he reveals to everyone
what I am? I would be humiliated beyond words."
"Let us just see how it plays out. I invited him to dinner this
evening. Catherine and you must attend. I told him Isabella would be
there."
"Oh course we will." Catherine said.
"I am not sure on this." I said, becoming nervous. "As interested as I
might be in Chester, I would gladly give him up to remain a woman. My
secret is more important than a man. However handsome he may be."
"Isabella, you have nothing to fear from a simple dinner. You are not
going to his bed the first time you meet him. It will be a good way to
find out more about him. Dinner is at 6. Now I must be off to oversee
the preparations. Good day to you both. I will see you tonight."
Margaret said as she left. Catherine and I left as well, walking home
to get ready.
The dress I wore was pink and white. The overskirt was white and pink
striped with lace edgings. A bow of pink rested on top of the bustle
area. The underskirt was pink with six layers of ruffles along the
hemline. The bodice was ruffled pink. It was off the shoulders with a
square neckline, all edged in white lace. I wore my hair pinned up in
ringlets held with a pink rose pin. My gloves were white. I wore a
necklace of pearls with pearl earrings.
We arrived at Gelding Manor ahead of most of the other guests. My
sister greeted us in her sitting room along with her husband, Charles.
Charles knew of me but never treated me other than Margaret's sister.
Charles kissed both Catherine and my hands.
"My Charles, I may have to steal you away from my sister." I said
playfully.
"You could never take me away from my love." He said back to me,
causing Margaret to sigh. "But I might be willing to sneak out back."
Margaret playfully slapped him on the arm and we all laughed. Margaret
commented on my dress.
"You dressed to impress someone, I think." She told me. I blushed. We
all went to the dining hall and greeted the guests as they arrived. My
nervousness was growing until he walked in. Chester Hummerfeld was now
in his late 30's, but he was still handsome! Tall and regal looking,
with dark hair and moustache. I heart was beating fast as I saw him.
Chester came up and greeted my sister and Charles. Margaret introduced
us.
"This is Catherine Delong. And this is..."
"Isabella. How could I forget." Chester said to me and took my hand
and kissed it. "You are even more beautiful now than you were when last
we met."
I felt feint and short of breath. "Thank you, sir." I said and
curtsied to him. We continued to greet guests until dinner was called.
Chester immediately came to me.
"Might I have the pleasure of your company?" He held out his arm to me.
I smiled at him and put my arm through his. We walked together to the
table, where he held out a chair for me. I thanked him and took my
seat. He sat next to me and we ate. Chester and I talked about our
lives since we last met. I told him that I was home schooled and then
went into Catherine's service.
"Not much to tell, is it?" I asked him.
"There need not be more. How come you never married? Surely a woman as
beautiful as you should have had many suitors?" Chester asked.
"There were a few, but I just never fell in love." I told him. He then
told me his story. He stayed in the military for a few years and then
his service was up and he moved west. He tried his hand at surveying
and cattle ranching, but his heart belonged back east.
"Where exactly back east?" I asked him playfully.
"Right in this town." He said back, looking deeply into my eyes.
Again, I wanted to swoon. Catherine, who was sitting next to me on the
other side, asked him;
"Were you not ever married?"
"Well, yes I was. It did not last, though. We were...not compatible. It
was more a marriage of convenience. I married my bosses daughter to
further my career. Very bad idea. I will never marry again for
anything but love." He then smiled at me again. My heart wanted to
leap out of my chest. The rest of the dinner went well enough. The men
then retired to a smoking room and the ladies to the sitting room. More
idle gossip and light conversation followed. I stood behind Catherine
while they talked. It was after a while that I saw Chester in the next
room and he motioned for me! I quietly walked out after excusing
myself. Catherine saw him and gave me a smile in encouragement. I
walked to the other room.
"I am taking my leave and wanted to say goodbye to you, Isabella. I had
a wonderful time this evening. I was hoping that I might call on you
again. I am having lunch in town tomorrow and was hoping for your
company." Chester said to me, looking deep into my eyes. I was lost in
emotion.
"I would love too, as long as my lady has no need of me." I answered.
"I will send a messenger tomorrow to await your reply. Goodnight my
lady." He kissed my hand and that sent shivers down my back. I went
back to the room after Chester left and Catherine was leaving along with
the rest. We said our goodbyes and I told her and Margaret about what
Chester said.
"Of course you can go." Catherine said.
"Thank you." I said excitedly. I really did fancy him!
Catherine and Margaret both gave me a hug. Catherine and I left for
home. We talked about Chester on the ride.
"I do believe the stories about him are correct. Did you notice the way
he evaded any questions about his ex wife and not having any children.
He became quite embarrassed over the subject. Isabella, tread lightly
at first with him. Do not lead him on too quickly until we can find out
for sure."
"I will do as you ask. I hope he is what we think. I feel myself most
..."
"Take it slowly, Isabella. It will be for the best. If he is what we
think, right now he thinks you are a...real woman. He might be using you
for a false front. Be sure of his real feelings for you before you fall
to far."
"I will, thank you Catherine." We arrived home shortly after that and
retired for the night.
The next day came and I got ready for my luncheon. My dress was blue
with gray stripes. The skirt has 3 horizontal sections in white lace
with black lace overlay. The bodice in the same colors with vertical
lace overlay. The black bonnet had a large black ribbon to tie. Black
gloves and parasol to complete. I took a carriage to the restaurant
where Chester was to meet me. He was already there and walked me to my
seat after kissing my hand. We had a delightful conversation. After
lunch, we decided to take a walk around the part, it being such a lovely
day. We walked arm in arm not really talking. We got to a bench and he
offered his coat for me to sit on. I thanked him and we sat. After a
short while of sitting, he turned to me.
"Isabella, I can honestly say I have never been more enchanted by anyone
in my life. You are the most charming, intelligent and beautiful woman
I have ever had the pleasure on knowing."
My breathing had become faster as he spoke those words. I had to calm
myself and remember what Catherine had said last night. It was hard,
though, when I looked into his handsome face. I could not help myself.
"Chester, I feel the same feelings as you do. I think you are the most
handsome, charming man I have ever met." I just could not hold my
feelings in. It was in that moment that I realized that I was in love
with this man. I always had been. I knew I should not be yet, but my
feelings were so intense in that moment. He took both my hands in his.
We sat there for a long time just looking into each other's eyes.
"It is getting on to evening, and I must see you safely home." Chester
said and got up, offering his hand to me. I took it and we walked back
to the restaurant, where Chester arraigned for a ride home. Chester
rode with me, holding my hand the entire time. He told me he wanted to
see me exclusively. I agreed. We arrived back at my home and he walked
me to the door. Chester gently took my hand and kissed it deeply and
said his goodbye. I wanted to feint, but composed myself as I watched
him drive away. Catherine wanted to know all about it and I told her
everything.
"Isabella, my dear, you may have gone too fast. What were you thinking?
Do you not remember our conversation last evening?"
"I could not help myself, Catherine. I love him!" I can not believe I
just said that, but it was true. I did love him.
"Oh dear." Catherine said and held me while I was overcome with emotion
and started crying. "It will be fine, dear. We will think of
something."
I composed myself and had a light dinner and went to bed. I laid in bed
and thought of the days events. I came to a realization. Even though
he may be putting on a false front, I could not. I had to tell him the
truth. My conscious would not take the deceit any longer. I fell into
a fitful sleep.
The next morning I sat with Catherine after breakfast helping her knit
some tattered clothing. Catherine always liked to knit, it helped her
think. We did not speak for the longest time, me building up the
courage to tell her. I finally had to speak.
"Catherine, I have been thinking of all that happened yesterday. I can
not let it go any farther. I have to tell him the truth."
"Are you sure about this, Isabella? Think of the consequences to
yourself and your family if it gets out what you are."
"But what am I to do? I can not lie to him. I love him. I really do."
"I suppose you have to do what is right. Let us converse with your
sister first and see what she feels."
I agreed and we rode to her estate. We arrived and were led to the
parlor where Margaret was reading with her ladies. She dismissed them
and we sat and I told her everything that happened.
"I think you should tell him." Margaret said after we told her
everything.
"Really, you do?" I said. "What about if he gets upset and tells
people?"
"I do not think you will have to worry about that. My husband found out
that in truth, he had an affair with a junior officer of his. Chester's
wife found out and that is why she divorced him."
"That is fine to know, but how does that help me?" I said.
"You can use that as hostage against your secret." Catherine added. "I
am glad to hear this. Your secret should be safe. And who knows?
Maybe he will love you all the same?"
"I certainly hope so." I said with relief. "He is to call on me
tomorrow evening. I will tell him then."
After a short visit, we went home. I was just preparing to change into
an evening dress when there was a knock on the door. The butler
answered and announced that Chester Hummerfeld to see me! I walked to
the parlor and there he was. He came over to me and kissed my hand.
"Sweet Isabella, I just had to see you. I have to talk to you, in
private if we can."
"Of course" I said and let him into the parlor. "Please tell me what
you need?"
"Isabella, I have to come out with all of my story. I will not hide
anything from you. I...I divorced my wife because I had an affair."
I sat with a startled look on my face, even though I knew. He
continued.
"That is not all of the story. This will hurt you and it will shame me,
but I have to tell you the truth. I had an affair...with one of my
officers. A male officer." I sat with no emotion, but it was hard.
The hurt on his face wanted me to comfort him. My heart ached for his
pain. "I can not lie to you. I have sexual desires for...men. I have so
tried to stop them, but I can not. That is why we must not see each
other again. I will not humiliate you. You are too precious to me. I
have never felt this way about a woman before, but I know I can not stop
myself from acting on my impulses. I am truly sorry."
I sat there for a minute then said: "I have something to tell you too.
It is hard for me to say, but I will follow your lead and just say it.
I am not really a woman. I am a man."
Chester sat there for a moment and then chuckled. "Do not jest with me.
You are the epitome of woman. I have never met someone more graceful,
delicate, and feminine as you."
It took me a moment to bring back my male voice, but I did.
"I am really a man."
Chester jumped up. He looked at me startled. "Why? How?"
"Please sit. Let me explain." I said as I instantly reverted back to
my normal, female voice. I told him all about how I always felt like a
girl. I told him about how I ended up at the social those years ago. I
told him about my sister helping me and how Catherine came to know. I
told him how this, as he saw me, was the real me. "Chester, I am so
sorry that I hurt you. I never met to deceive you, but I could not help
myself. I...I fell in love with you."
Chester sat for a few moments in silence, then he turned to me.
"Isabella, I love you too. This all is very strange, but it also is for
the best, is it not? I can devote myself to you entirely now! You have
everything I need! You ARE the perfect woman."
"Oh Chester, you are the perfect man for me! I love you!"
"I love you, dear Isabella." Chester then took my face in his hands and
kissed me!!! I returned the kiss, putting my arms around his neck. We
held the kiss for the longest time. Thank god for my petticoats! They
hid my private member perfectly. After we let go the kiss, he turned to
me.
"Can you tell me who else knows?" I told him my sister's husband is the
only other one beside Catherine and my sister. "Good." He said "No
one else needs to know. It will be our wonderful little secret. This
will work out so well. We can be married and no one will be wiser!"
"Oh yes, my love." I said back to him. "I have dreamed of being your
wife for years now!"
"You will be my wife, my beautiful wife. I will be your adoring husband
and I will love you forever."
"And I will love you forever." I said and we kissed again. Chester
then said he must leave for now and wished me goodnight. I watched him
go and turned to see Catherine watching me.
"I am sorry I overheard. I am so happy for you!" She said and gave me
a long hug. I cried with joy and she cried with me. We sat and talked
about what was next. Catherine sent a message to my sister telling her
what happened. An hour later my sister arrived and gave me a big hug!
We all cried some more!
"I am so happy for you, sister. I know you are both going to be so
happy!"
"I know so too. I still can not believe how everything turned out! I
am going to be a wife!" I laughed with joy. "Margaret, of course you
are going to be my honor maid."
"I better be, after all, you were mine." Margaret said. We all giggled
and talked for hours about my dream wedding.
"Maybe we are rushing into this too soon." I said. "He has not
officially proposed to me yet."
"I do not think you will have to worry about that. The way he left, I
would not be surprised if he is not buying your ring right now." Said
Catherine.
I squealed with delight. "I hope it is one with diamonds and pearls,
like the Paris fashion magazines show. They are so beautiful."
"You do not have to worry about money with him. He is very well off.
You have gotten yourself quite a man, Isabella." Catherine said.
"I know I have, and he is all mine." I said and we all giggled.
Margaret left shortly after that, it being late and all. I changed into
a nightgown and went to bed pleasantly exhausted. My future was looking
absolutely perfect.
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