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Kelly's Story;
The Almost True Story of My Life
Chapter One, Lunch with Dad.
The summer of 1976, America's Bicentennial, and I was sixteen years old. I
was lucky enough to have found a job at a cafeteria style steakhouse. The
pay wasn't great, but the people who owned it made up for it by making me
feel like part of their family. In the few short months I had worked for
Jim and Lori, I had learned as much as I could from them about working in
a restaurant. They in turn, instilled in me a passion for the industry,
and an eagerness to learn more. Which also inspired me to learn more about
myself, and in so doing, I realized why I had always felt so "different".
It was this epiphany that led to an unanticipated impromptu lunch with my
father that changed my life.
I heard the door opening behind me as I turned around to put the tray of
steaks I was carrying in the refrigerator under the counter.
"Be right with you," I said as I bent down. "What can I get for you?" I
asked before realizing it was my Dad.
"How about lunch with my youngest on your birthday?" He said, smiling,
"It's late enough, take a break and have lunch with your Daddy."
"Um, okay, let me go tell Lori so she can watch the line," I said, "We
usually don't do much between three and four, anyway. Me and her usually
lock the door, and go back to the kitchen and prep for the dinner rush.
What do you want? I'll start it and let her know I'm having lunch with my
daddy."
"A steak sandwich, medium rare, and a Guinness," he said.
"Okay, be right back, find a table, and I'll bring it over when it's
ready," I said as I threw his steak, and my burger on the grill. Then I
went to the kitchen to tell Lori what was going on.
"Hey, Lori?" I yelled entering the kitchen.
"Yeah, what? You don't have to scream," she said, coming out of the walk
in. "What you yelling about, girl?"
"Shh, my dad's here, he might here you," I almost whispered.
She laughed, "You're the one who was yelling a minute ago. Besides, when
he gets a good look at you, he's going to call you girl too."
"Will you stop it? I came to tell you I was having lunch with my Daddy.
Oh, shit, gotta run, got a steak on the grill. Come out in a few minutes
and meet him."
She just laughed as I rushed off to the grill. I got the food ready,
thinking about what Lori had said. She was right, if he got a good look at
me it would be obvious I was trying to look like a girl. I was wearing a
pair of my sister-in-laws pants, with pink lace trimmed panties underneath
that showed through the thin white cotton slacks, a camisole that matched
my panties peeked out the top of my french cut black t-shirt. I was even
wearing earrings in my newly pierced ears, a pink of pink freshwater
pearls. I carried our food out to the table and sat down across from him.
"I hope your steak's okay, I was afraid I overcooked it," I said,
apologetically.
"I'm sure it will be fine, you cooked it," he said, smiling at me. "So, I
haven't seen you for a while. Is this a new look for you?"
"Look, Dad, I can explain..." I started, but he put his hand up and
stopped me.
"You don't have to explain anything, Kelly. I have to be honest with you
here, sugar." he said, still smiling at me. "I didn't just come here today
to have lunch with you on your birthday, I had to see if what your Mother
told me on the phone was true, so I didn't want you to know I was coming."
"And I can just imagine what she told you," I said, with just a bit too
much anger in my voice, "She hates me. What did she tell you?"
"She told me you were turning into a little sissy fairy," he said, matter
of factly.
"Daddy, wait, please......" But again he stopped me.
"And I can see, the bitch obviously has lost her fucking marbles," he
said, making my jaw drop, "All I see is a beautiful young girl, just
starting to blossom into womanhood. Now, get over here, I want a kiss from
my beautiful girl."
"Oh, Daddy, I love you," I squealed as I practically jumped over the table
and into his lap. Throwing my arms around his neck, I kissed him, tears
streaming down my face.
He put his arms around me and kissed my cheek. Just as I was getting up
from his lap, Lori walked over to our table.
"Well this looks like a happy celebration," she said, "What's the
occasion, did I miss something?"
"Today is Kelly's birthday," Daddy told her. "And I think that even though
it's a year late, SHE needs a sweet sixteen party."
"SHE?" Lori asked.
"Of course, SHE. I'm sorry, I thought you knew my daughter." He said.
"Well, I don't really, I mean I'm not sure how to explain." she said,
sounding confused. "Of course I know HER, I just didn't know you knew her
as your daughter."
"She never has let me see her as she really is before, that's why I didn't
want her to know I was coming today. I wanted to see her being herself."
He told her, putting his arm around me. "And I like what I see. Her mother
can go to hell for all I care. She is my Daughter, and I intend to make
sure she doesn't have to hide who she really is anymore."
"I love you Daddy." I sobbed as both he and Lori held me.
Chapter Two, Moving Out.
Two hours later, I was sitting in the back seat of my Daddy's car, shaking
like a leaf. Lori was still with us, and she held me as he parked just a
bit from my house. The house I lived in with my two older brothers, and
my half sister and brother, both several years younger than me, which made
me the "middle" child. And not to leave out the two people who made sure I
felt like a middle child, my loving mother and my bigoted, homophobic
step-father. It seemed to me that most of the time, they thought of stuff
to embarrass and humiliate me, just so they could laugh at "The Little
Sissy" as they often referred to me.
Sitting in the car, Daddy turned to me and smiled.
"You remember the plan?" he asked, softly, "I may have to say some pretty
nasty things about you to convince her that I agree with her way of
thinking. You understand, I don't mean any of it, right?"
"Yes, Daddy, I understand," I sobbed.
"It's going to be fine, sugar. I love you, and that bitch is done screwing
up your life." He told me, "In a couple of hours, all of this will be
behind us and you can be the girl you are supposed to be. Let's go."
"It's going to be fine, sweetheart," Lori said to me. "Your Daddy is going
to make everything better for you, you'll see."
So, out of the car we go, up to the side door of my house. When we get to
the door, he winks at me and then gets a very angry look on his face and
pounds loudly on the door. Not waiting for an answer, he pushed the door
open, points to a chair, looks at me and yells, "SIT".
"Jane, Floyd?" he yelled. "Anybody FUCKING home?"
My Mother came running out of the kitchen, my step-father close behind.
"Phil? What the hell are you yelling about?" she said, before she saw me
cowering in the chair, "What the hell are you doing here, and why is that
sitting there bawling like a baby?" She concluded, pointing at me.
"Well, when you told me what a sissy he was becoming, I thought I should
find out for myself. So, I went to where he works," he said, doing a very
convincing job of sounding pissed. "I found out you were right, he's a
fucking little sissy. You should have seen the way he was acting before he
saw me, he's more than a sissy, he looks a like a flaming little fairy
when he's at work. I can't believe you let him go out dressed like that?
He's wearing fucking panties, Jane. Girls panties, you can see them though
his fucking pants, which are obviously girls pants, too."
"Look, Phil, we've tried to stop this shit, but then after a while, he
starts it up again even worse than before," Floyd said, trying to sound as
if he really cared. "I just don't know what else to do. I think he wants
to be a sissy Faggot."
"A Faggot? Is that what you are?" Daddy yelled, turning to me, "You're one
of them little sissy boys who wears girls clothes, and sucks boys dicks in
the bathroom? Answer me, SISSY! Do you like boys?"
"Y-y-yes," I stammered, scared. "Because I'm a girl, Daddy."
"That's it. This has to end now," Daddy said. "Jane, go pack some clothes
for him, and none of his sissy clothes, just boy clothes. When I'm through
with him he won't be a sissy fagot anymore."
"What are you going to do, Phil?" Mom asked him. "And if you don't want
any sissy clothes packed, there won't be anything to pack. Hell, the
sissy's been wearing girls panties since he was ten."
"Fine, then don't pack anything, he won't need it anyway, they have
uniforms. Just box everything up and have Mike and Roger take over and put
it in my garage. When I get back from dropping him off, I'll burn all of
it."
"No, Daddy, please!" I cried.
"Stop it. Go wait for me in the car, we're leaving." daddy snapped at me,
"Jane, Floyd, let me take care of this. I can guarantee that the next time
you see each other, Kelly will not be a little flaming sissy fagot"
I ran out the door crying and screaming and got in the car, where Lori
pulled me into her arms.
"Shh, hush, baby, it's all going to be better now," she told me,
soothingly.
"Better? How can it be better? Daddy is going to burn all my clothes that
it took me so long to get," I sobbed. "He said I was a dick sucking sissy
fagot Why did this have to happen to me? I wish I was dead."
"Don't say things like that," she told me. "When your Daddy gets in the
car, I'm sure everything will be fine."
"Okay, Ladies, we ready to ride?" Daddy said, getting in the car. "Where
to first, Ladies? Beauty salon, or dress store?"
Dottie
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