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Lessons Learned: Modern Dance
By Shawna Stimple
Michael awoke around noon, to the smell of bacon wafting through the
house. At first he was startled by the weight of his head, until he
remembered his previous days adventures. Rolling out of bed, he noticed a
little silk blue robe that matched his nightgown. "When in Rome..." he
thought, as he slipped on the skimpy cover.
In the kitchen Millie was slaving away, preparing breakfast. She turned
towards him, grinning ear to ear, as she heard him enter the room. "Good
morning sleepy head. How are you feeling this morning?"
Michael took a seat at the kitchen table, yawning, and rubbing the sleep
from his eyes. "I'm fine. My head is a little sore, from all the tugging
on my hair."
"Don't worry. We'll take care of that shortly enough. First you need a
good meal. We've got a big day ahead of us."
Millie carried two plates over to the table, and they quickly dug in.
Michael couldn't remember the last time he had a home cooked meal. His
family was more of the, pick it up on the way home, type. When they had
finished eating, Millie rushed him upstairs, to the shower. "We've got a
big day ahead of us. We're meeting the girls from the home ec. Class to
help everyone finish their dresses, over at Kim's," she pulled a shower
cap over his curlers, and handed him some flowery body wash. She left him
a towel, and some fresh undies on the toilet seat.
When he finished washing himself off, Michael slipped on the new pink
panties, as well as the matching pink bra, which this time, had it's own
built in gel padding. She also left him a pink satin camisole, with
little flowers running across the neckline. He was grateful to feel a
little less exposed today.
In her bedroom Millie was already dressed, and putting the finishing
touches on her hair. She was wearing simple black tank top, and a short
blue tiered skirt, with a belted waist. Still staring in the mirror, she
said, "Your outfit is on the bed. Let me know if you need any help."
Michael slid the skirt up his legs with relative ease, but he fumbled a
bit with the blouses buttons, since they were on the wrong side. He
didn't know what to do with the bit of ribbon hanging from the round
collar. When Millie finished her hair, she helped Michael with the
complex garment, and led him to the mirror, to get the full picture.
The skirt was midlength, and white with navy polka dots. It had a sheered
waist, and swished loosely around his hairless legs. The blouse was
woven, white, short sleeved, and had a tapered waist. The attached ribbon
was tied in a large floppy bow, sitting just below the neck. He was
amazed at how feminine his body with a simple change of clothes.
Next she had him sit at her vanity, and instructed him in the art of
makeup. After about an hour, and several tries, he finally managed to
recreate the look Kim had the day before. She removed the rollers from
his hair, and brushed it out heavily, creating soft black waves that fell
just below his shoulders.
Millie was elated, at her creation. "We just need to accessorize, and
we're ready to go," She put a pair of black dangling earrings, into her
ears, and stepped into a pair of black t-strap sandals with 3 inch heels.
Then, she place a pair of navy and white button earrings into Michael's
ears, and had him step into a pair of beige round toe Mary Jane pumps,
also with three inch heels. She slipped him into a white cardigan, with
navy trim, and place a white knit beret on his head, right on the crown.
She grabbed herself a black leather purse with a long shoulder strap, and
handed him a navy buckled handbag, and the two were on their way out the
door.
The walk to Kim's was a quick one, but they still received many polite
waves, and many impolite stares, from the middle aged men mowing their
yards, and the neighborhood boys playing kickball in the street. "If they
only knew," Michael thought to himself, feeling a bit devilish.
At Kim's all the girls were already hard at work, desperately trying to
finish their outfits, before the big dance. Millie, being the sewing
prodigy that she was, made sure to help every girl put the final stitches
on their creations. Michael on the other hand didn't know anything about
sewing, so he stayed in the kitchen with Kim helping her bring
refreshments to her guest. Around four o'clock, they started making an
early dinner, so every one could eat before they had to get ready. While
the two were cooking they finally had a chance to talk.
"You're suddenly a pretty good sport about this," Kim said bluntly.
Michael would soon learn that this girl always said what she was
thinking.
"Well I realized Millie just wants me to understand her a little better.
In spite of the fact that we can really get on each others nerves, I do
love her very much. She's like the little sister I never wanted."
After a few laughs Michael added, "But seriously, I do miss the way we
were when we were kids. I could trust her with anything."
"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were actually a pretty good
guy. Maybe I'd like to get to know Michael a little better, after Maddy
leaves town."
"I think he'd like that," Michael said with a wink.
When everyone had finally finished their dresses they all sat down and
ate together. The conversation jumped from topic to topic, but this time
Michael found himself more involved, and curious as to what the girls
thought. When they were finished they all headed upstairs, dresses in
hand, to finish getting ready for the big night.
Michael went into the bathroom, and changed out of his outfit, and into
the pink slip they had given him. He went into Kim's bedroom, where he
sat in a chair while Millie went to work on his hair.
She tied it all up high on his head, in a loose ponytail, and pinned curl
after curl to the base of the band. She then pulled a few strands loose
around the sides, and front, and when she was finished, he looked like he
was a princess ready to go to the ball. She handed him the pink dress
that she had made, and left to go finish herself. Once he was dressed he
stepped into the pink heels, and walked downstairs, waiting for the
others to finish. They trickled into the living room, one after the
other, each wearing a very pretty and stylish dress, with their hair up
in a variety of beautiful hairstyles. The last girl down was Millie. She
was wearing a dress identical to Michael's only in an indigo. Her hair
was done up almost identically as well.
"Copycat," Michael said, sticking his tongue out.
"You just wished you looked as good as me," Millie responded, comically
striking a pose.
Kim's dad had hired a limo, sort of as a treat for his daughter, but also
to make sure each girl went straight to the dance, and then straight
home. The first half of the ride they listened to lady gaga, until
someone stated that Maddy was being such a good sport, she should pick
the music. Michael was surprised when they all knew the lyrics to every
Bad Religion song he played. They pulled up to the dance, singing at the
top of their lungs, and perhaps just a little off key.
Inside the girls took their table, and continued to chat, blowing the
bubbles that were left as party favors. After half an hour, a few of the
nearby boys managed to hide their nervousness enough to ask some of the
girls to dance. Soon, more than a few girls were off dancing, leaving
Michael and Millie alone.
"I guess I've been kind of a bitch," Millie said, feeling a little
guilty.
"That's Ok. I've been kind of a bitch too."
"How about, next time you come visit, we'll do whatever you want."
"I think that'd be great."
"You promise you don't hate me."
"Never."
Just then a boy approached their table. He was tall blonde, and good
looking. He looked straight at Michael, and said, "Hi. I'm rob. Would you
like to dance.?"
"Umm...."
"She'd love to," Millie answered for him.
Rob asked, "What's your name?"
"Maddy," Michael replied nervously.
Rob took Michael by the hand and walked out to the dance floor. It was a
slow song, so after Michael awkwardly almost put his arms around Rob's
waist, he thought better, and placed them around his neck. In the close
proximity Michael could smell the alcohol dripping from Rob's breath.
"You're a sexy little thing aren't you.?"
"Excuse me?" Michael said, taken aback.
"Why don't we ditch this lame fest, and you can come outback, and show
what else you're working with."
"Who talks like that?"
"You know you want me."
"I most certainly do not."
Michael broke free and started back for the table. It was then that he
felt Rob grab his arm, and spin him around into his chest. Rob kissed him
full on the mouth, forcing his tongue through his pursed lips. Acting
instinctively Michael bit his tongue as hard as he could. Rob shoved
Michael away, blood pouring from his mouth. Michael then reach back with
a fist, and punched his assailant square in the nose. While Rob lay on
the ground bleeding from every orifice, Michael made sure to kick him
square in the balls.
Kim noticed the commotion, and ran up to check on Michael. After seeing
he wasn't the one needing any help, she chuckled, and said, "Now that
wasn't very lady like."
Michael breathing heavily with rage said, "I don't think he'd know how to
handle a lady."
Soon enough the entire dance had noticed what was happening, and all the
girls ran to Michael, checking to make sure he was OK. Millie was crying,
and wouldn't stop apologizing. "I'm so sorry I got you into this."
Michael hugged her tight and said, "It's not your fault. It's this giant
douche rapist in training."
Mrs. Fredericks came storming across the dance floor. "Robert! What is
the meaning of this?!"
"This psycho-bitched attacked me. Ask her."
"I'm afraid I saw the whole thing young man. Come with me. I think we
need to call your parents."
Once the commotion settled down, the girls and Michael continued to enjoy
the dance. A few other boys danced with Michael, but they all made sure
to leave room for Jesus, after they saw what she did to Rob.
When the dance was over, the limo dropped every girl off at home. The
last house before Kim's was Millie's. The three stood outside of the car
while they said their goodbyes."
Kim asked Michael, "If I kiss you, will you bite my tongue off?"
Michael grinned, and replied, "Not on purpose," They shared a long
passionate kiss, until they noticed the tapping of a heel on the
pavement.
Millie. faking appall said, "Did you forget about me? I mean come on. I'm
right here," The group laughed, and hugged, making plans for Michael's
next trip and finally saying goodnight.
On the way to the door, they noticed Sharon peeking through the blinds.
When the entered the house, she tried to pretend she was reading a
magazine, and look surprised by their entrance.
"So what have you two been up to? I see you're dressed for a night on the
town" she discreetly grilled.
"Yeah, that is sort of my fault," Millie said, waiting to be grounded.
"And what about that little kiss Mr.?"
"It was just a little kiss. It might be something more. We'll have to
see."
"And what dress will you be wearing next time?"
Millie jumped in, "I think that after tonight, this is the last dress
that he'll ever wear."
Michael added, "I will say it was a fun place to visit, but I definitely
don't won't to live here, if you know what I mean. I'm going to go
upstairs and shower. I have to leave early tomorrow."
"Not so fast young man!" Michael froze fearing the worst kind of
punishment. His aunt's face brightened up, and she added, "I've got to
get a picture of this first."
She had Millie and Michael stand and pose, while she clicked away with
her camera. After she'd had her fill of the fun, Michael went upstairs
and showered, washing away the last traces of Maddy. He retired to bed,
exhausted from the days events.
The next morning, suitcase in hand he stood on porch with Millie, while
his parents waited in the drive way.
Millie wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, and said, "I'm going to
miss you."
Michael squeezed back. "I'll miss you too. I'll be back in 2 weeks
though."
"Oh yeah. Kim wanted me to give you this," Mille said, reaching into her
pocket and pulling out a piece of paper. "It's her phone number. I'll
warn you. She's a little crazy. I feel bad for you if you don't call her
before you're back in town."
"I wouldn't dream of it. Be sure to talk me up a lot while I'm gone."
Michael walked out to the car, and started his journey home.
The next visit all the girls were at Millie's house waiting for Michael
when he arrived. They spent the weekend, racing go karts, hanging out at
the arcade, and watching comic book movies. He even taught them how to
play Ultimate Frisbee. He felt very flattered that they revolved the
whole weekend around him, but made sure that next time, they could do
whatever they wanted as a group.
Michael and Kim continued to date through high school, and they even went
to the same college. He finally hit his growth spurt, but Kim would still
occasionally tease him about how one of her dresses would look darling on
him.
Millie kept her promise, and deleted the pictures from her phone. She
never told anyone else about her and her cousin's little adventure. Her
mom however kept one photo of the two in their matching dresses with
their arms around each others shoulders. She had it framed and kept it
above the fireplace mantle. The caption at the bottom of the frame read,
"Millie &Maddy, BFF's"
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