Howie Returns to PennsylvaniaChapter 3
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The Spa was just a Salon that offered massages but that was fine with me.
Veronica was standing outside waiting on me. She was wearing a pair of
peach colored capris with a lace blouse. I told her that her outfit was
cute and she told me she loved my skirt. We walked in and Veronica went
to the front desk and told the woman that we were there. The
receptionist told us that our massages were first and that our masseuses
would be right out. We sat and I told her all about my evening.
Veronica congratulated me on popping my cherry. I told her that last
night cemented away any doubts about who I was and how I was going to
live for now on. Melissa was here to stay. Veronica gave me a big hug
and we lightly chatted for a few minutes until our masseuses came out.
They were both muscular, gorgeous men. Mine was named Franco and he led
me back to a room with a massage table. He told me to undress and he
would be right back. I felt embarrassed and I was about to tell him that
I was trans, but he said he already knew and that it was fine. Franco
left and I undressed and laid on the table face down. I felt really
vulnerable, even with the towel covering my ass. Franco came back in and
put on a CD of relaxing music and started rubbing oil on his hands. He
then squirted a little of the oil on my back and he started massaging me.
I instantly felt a little tingle of electricity as he first put his hands
on me; but I quickly relaxed as he started working on me. I let out of
moan of pleasure as he rubbed up and down my back and neck. Franco then
worked on my legs and feet, which was almost as good as sex. I was
completely relaxed and enjoying this. Why have I never had a massage
before this? Franco then asked me if I wanted my rear massaged. I loved
it so much that I said please do. He removed my towel and started on my
rear. God, I was in heaven! He worked up and down my backside and then
handed me the towel and asked me to turn. I rolled over on my back and
realized that I was...erect!!! I embarrassingly covered myself and France
just laughed and said he's seen that happen all the time. I still felt
foolish but I laid back on the table and let Franco do his work. He
massaged my chest, arms, legs and feet. I was never more relaxed in my
life. My hour was up and he handed me a white robe and told me that the
shower was in the next room. I thanked him and tipped him large. He
thanked me and left. During the massage I couldn't stop myself from
thinking that I would have loved to return the massage to Franco. I
smiled at the thought and went and showered. I put on my clothes and
went out to the lobby. Veronica came out a few minutes later and we both
talked about how wonderful that felt.
A hair stylist came out to get Veronica and she told me that she made me
an appointment for a mani/pedi. I thanked her and another woman,
Stephanie, came out and escorted me back to her room. I sat across from
her and she asked me what exactly I wanted. I told Stephanie that I want
longer nails, but I don't want false ones. She told me they can apply
tips that won't damage my regular nails. I would need to get them
replaced after a few weeks until my real nails grow out. She then asked
what color I would like and I told her I wanted a classic French
manicure. Stephanie then went to work on my nails. We chatted about
various subjects while she worked on me. Before I even realized it, I
was done. My nails were so cute, with a frosted pink base and pearly
white tips! I then told her I wanted my pedicure in the same color.
Stephanie then went to work on my feet. It was like having a foot
massage all over again! My feet looked and felt incredible. Stephanie
then asked me if I was going to have my hair done, but I told her it was
a wig. She then asked if she could remove my wig so she could see my
natural hair. I told her that it was still too short but I said OK. She
took off my wig and ran her fingers through my hair. She said that
natural hair was so much better and my hair was thick enough that they
could give me a really cute short style. I could tell that she was
selling it a little, but it would be nice to not have to wear a wig. I
asked her what she thought I should get, and she said a cute bob would
look great on me. I told her that I would and she went to see if any
stylist was available. Stephanie came back and said that Gloria was
available and led me to her room. I tipped Stephanie and thanked her and
sat down where Gloria directed me to. She agreed that a cute bob with
little wine colored highlight would really look cute. I told her to do
it. She started by giving me a shampoo and rinse, then she started
cutting. I sat back and enjoyed the experience. Gloria applied the
highlights and let them sit. After a little while, she came back and
finished. She spun me around so I could look. It was really cute. The
highlights added with the bangs and the bob really made my face look
feminine. I told her I loved it and she thanked me. I tipped her and I
went to the lobby to wait on Veronica. About fifteen minutes later,
Veronica came out and gushed over my hair. She had her hair styled in a
long, layered cut that looked immaculate on her. I told her as much and
we left to go get something to eat. I left after and we made plans to
meet up at the club tomorrow night for my last night in town. I got back
to my hotel room feeling like I was walking on a cloud. I just had my
hair and nails done! I gave myself a long look in a mirror. I am a
woman now, at least in my heart and mind. I then made a decision. I
packed up the male clothing I had into a suitcase and left the hotel. I
drove into town and found a Salvation Army store and parked. I looked at
the suitcase and asked myself if I really was going to do this? I then
looked in my rear-view mirror and made up my mind. I walked into the
store and went up to the donation counter and told the girl working that
I was donating everything in the suitcase. I pulled everything out and
she gave me a queer look, but said nothing. She thanked me for the
donation and I left the store, feeling liberated and happy.
The last day at the hotel found me going out to the pool to get some sun.
I was surprised to find a few people already there. I thought about
leaving, but then I thought to myself that I need to get used to
presenting myself as Melissa from now on. I took off my cover up and
laid down on a sun chair. I got no reaction from any of them. It made
me feel good inside. I left in the early afternoon to get ready for the
night. I showered and put on some sexy, red lace tanga-styled panties
and matching bra. I put on my waist-cincher and pads and then put on a
little red sleeveless dress that was very form fitting. I finished it
off with a pair of silver, strappy sandals with a five inch heel. I put
in some silver hoop earrings and a matching bangle bracelet in silver. I
put on some BVLGARI Omnia Am?thyste and grabbed a red clutch and was off
to the club. As I was walking to my car, a girl that was around thirteen
that was at the pool area earlier was walking back to her room with a tub
of ice. As we passed she told me she really liked my dress. I thanked
her and then she asked me point blank if I was a guy! I was stunned; it
was the first time someone had called me out on it. I started to say
something but she cut me off and told me that I really looked good and
that she thought it was so cool that I was doing what I am doing. I
thanked her again for the compliment and we parted ways. I felt so
confident at that moment that I practically skipped to my car. The drive
passed pleasantly.
Veronica was already there and we got a table and had a few drinks. Two
guys came up and asked us to dance. I really wasn't attracted to either
of them, but Veronica liked the one. We danced with them and then they
joined us at the table. I played the 'wing woman' for her and talked
with George while she flirted with Jim. At the end of the night,
Veronica and I hugged our goodbyes and said we would call each other all
the time, which we actually do. Veronica left with Jim and I went back
to the room. I got undressed and put on a sleep shirt and went to sleep.
I packed up everything the next morning. I dressed in a cute pair of
pastel green shorts with a multi-colored tank with a pair of crisscrossed
strap cork sandals with a three inch heel. I went to the front desk and
checked out. The woman at the counter gave me that half-embarrassed
look, but I didn't care. I just paid my bill and left. I drove home,
stopping only once to get some lunch and pee (yes, I used the women's
room). I got home in the early evening and unpacked without incident. I
took a long bath, shaved my body, and got into a nightie. I then sat
down to do some serious thinking. What was the next step? I would have
to call Jessica and tell her my decision; but what about my decision?
Where do I go from here? I needed to see Dr. Anderson and tell her my
decision.
I woke the next morning and made two phone calls. The first one was to
Dr. Anderson and made an appointment. That was the easy call. I then
called Jessica. Her mother was rude to me, which I expected. Jessica
then took the phone. She said hello and then silence. I then told her
that I was going to become a woman. Jessica hung up. I sat back,
feeling sad. I had to do it, but it hurt. A few hours later Jessica
called and said she would be there tomorrow to pick up her things. I
tried to talk but she hung up again. I felt horrible and had a miserable
day.
Morning came and I got ready for Jessica to arrive. I wore a pair of
sand colored Bermuda shorts and a pink, paisley print short sleeved top
and a pair of t-strapped flats. It was around 9am that Jessica showed
up; along with two of her friends. I opened the door and the two started
laughing at me. Jessica looked angry and stormed in and into our
bedroom. She said nothing while she packed up her stuff. The other two
constantly threw insults at me; calling me every gay slur they could
muster up. I sat in the living room and waited; holding my tongue
because Jessica had not said anything mean to me personally. After
around 20 minutes I heard a crash and them some laughter. I sat there
quietly taking in the constant insults I heard from the bedroom; but it
was obvious they broke something of mine. I stormed into the room and
found an old vase that was my grandmothers lying on the floor broken.
The two bitches had almost triumphant looks on their faces; and that set
me off. I screamed at them to get the fuck out of my apartment. They
started to say something but I had finally had enough. I cut them off
and started in on them. I called them fat cows and bitches and anything
else I could think of. I was so angry and hurt that I didn't even
realize what I was saying. I scared them enough that the two practically
ran out of my apartment. Jessica was still standing there with a box of
her stuff. She looked slightly embarrassed and I asked her in a rough
tone if she was done. She said yes and started walking fast to the exit.
I finally asked her to stop and I apologized to her for losing my cool.
Jessica said she was sorry for the vase and that she would pay for it. I
told her not to worry about it and we gave each other a look. I thought
then that was the last time I would ever see her. Jessica left and I
broke down and cried. A part of my life was over; and even though it was
a part that I wanted to be over, it still left me feeling remorseful.
After I calmed down, I took a long bath and was in the process of making
a light dinner when I got a knock at the door. I put on a robe (I was
only wearing a nightie and panties) and went to the door. I looked out
the peephole and saw it was my neighbor from across the hall, Patty. I
never really had much of an interaction with my neighbors before; so I
wondered what she wanted. I opened the door and she asked me if
everything was alright. Patty told me that she heard the argument and
she heard me crying. I invited her in and told her that everything was
ok, now. Patty and I then started talking; mostly about my situation.
She told me that she heard Jessica and my argument before I went on
vacation and she saw me when I came back. Patty told me she thought I
was really brave for being true to myself and said I could call on her
any time I needed anything. I thanked her for that and we soon became
best friends, which still lasts to this day. After Patty left for the
night, I felt much better about my life and was excited for what was to
come.
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