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Kitten, Priscilla
By: Malissa Madison
He came home from school early, a good four hours before his parents
would be home from work. His two older sisters Amanda and Lori, were off
in college already.
Sure they got the decent names, and I got stuck with Princeton. He
shivered just thinking about it. he even hated the shortened version. And
the really bad part was his middle name was almost as bad, Alexander. No
one ever called him by that though it would be much better than being
called Prince all the time.
His sisters were probably the only ones in the family who understood him.
Especially Lori. She'd caught him playing dress up in her closet one day
during spring break. She didn't tease him or tell on him. She actually
encouraged him. Their parents were reformed Hippies, flower children they
preferred.
Lori and Amanda responded to his dress up games by unlocking the door at
the other end of their walk in closet. But it was Lori who gave him the
nickname Priscilla. They'd had several close calls at the beginning when
his mother walked in on them in their room. but the fact his parents were
reformed Hippies meant he had long hair.
Lori taught him about makeup, and Amanda being a Goth girl taught him
about Goth Fashion. He loved the boots she seemed to collect. And hers
fit him better than Lori's high heels.
On the day he got caught, the day his life turned upside down, he was in
their room. dressed in one of Lori's black Merry Widow Corsets, long
black Goth gloves. A very short pleated black plaid mini skirt with
ruffled lace trim and a petticoat underneath. Black fishnet stockings
covered his legs and his feet were buckled up in Amanda's six inch spiked
knee high boots. His face was very beautifully made up in dark eye liner,
black lip gloss, and deep purple eye shadow.
He'd simply lost track of the time and didn't hear them arrive home over
the loud punk music playing on Lori's stereo until his mother walked in
on him.
"Amanda what are you doing," her hand covered her mouth. "Priscilla? How
did you get in here? where's Prince?" she asked turning off the stereo.
"What's going on dear?" asked his father. "How the hell did you get in
here?"
Then his father spotted his boy clothes laying on the floor.
"Doris, go down stairs. You get down to the living room, NOW!"
He minced past him hurrying, not wanting to piss his father off any more
than he already was.
They screamed, they yelled. They accused him of deceit. "All those times
your sisters had you over saying you were a friend from school and you
lied to us pretending to be a girl." His father had said.
"Dad, I didn't lie. I just went along with Lori and Amanda." He tried to
defend himself.
"Honey, it's ok to fantasize, but you don't need to dress up to do it,"
his mother told him. Goth girls are hot, I'll admit it."
"Mother, I'm not pretending. I, I want to be a pretty Goth girl. Amanda
and Lori know it too. they've seen how much happier I am as a Girl."
"You What? You want to be a girl? Well we only have two daughters. And a
son. So I guess if you want to be a girl then you can leave. Don't bother
going back to your room and changing. You leave the way you are right
now. I didn't raise my son to be a closet Sissy." His father stormed off
into the garage slamming the door behind him.
"I think he'll come around in time," his mother had told him. Go to your
sisters room and get you some clothes. But hurry, then take your car.
Here's my credit card, get yourself a room someplace and I'll find out
where when I check my billing statement.
"Mom, I, I'm sorry I didn't plan for it to be this way," he stammered,
scared and uncertain.
"I know sweetie, but you better hurry before he gets stoned and comes
back."
In the end she helped me pack a bag. Then shoved a bunch of Amanda's left
behind makeup in one of her purses and kissed my cheek. with a hug she
said, "You always seemed so happy Priscilla. We'll work it out I
promise."
I drove around in my old Plymouth Duster. It was basic black, with
someone else's trick tape decorations across the dash I'd only had it a
week. One day less than my driver's license.
On the other side of Ann Arbor I found a Super Eight motel and rented a
room for a week. Then unloaded the car and lay across my bed crying. I
had my mother's credit card, a duffle full of clothes from my sisters
closet. And my car. At least I didn't have to worry about school. There
was only two more days left till summer vacation.
I guess I'd forgotten to push the door closed all the way, because I was
startled by a knock.
"Are you ok Sweetie? Did he hurt you?" I looked up to see a pretty black
girl about my sister Amanda's age.
"No, it's not that. my, My parents kicked me out. Well my Dad did."
She stepped into the room, another black girl following her, "That's
terrible. Why would he do that to such a pretty Sissy Girl like you?"
"W, what?"
"It's obvious Sweetie," she pointed to the front of my skirt. "You've
come untucked or you have a roll of socks in your pretty panties." She
was smiling warmly at me.
"It's ok, your secrets safe with us. I'm Lisa, and this is Brandi."
We talked for a bit then they said, "Hey, why don't you come over to the
Mall with us and have a bite to eat. We'll show you around."
"You mean like this?"
"Sure honey, as long as you keep that snake tucked away no one's going to
spot you. What did you say your name was again?"
"Priscilla, Priscilla Alexandra," they smiled.
"You even look like a Priscilla."
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