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Catarina By: Malissa Madison Dan Richards sat in the ER, his face buried in his hands, his tears of grief flowing out of control. That had been five years ago, when his wife Lenore had died in childbirth. No one had had any easy answers for him then, they still didn't today. Both their parents had been willing to help, watching Lenny while he worked. And even finding and hiring housekeepers to do the cleaning around the house. But then when Lenny was three, his in-laws had tried to take Lenny away saying there was no way that he could look after him on his own. Dan was still trying to work his way up in the Law Firm he worked for at the time and his father had handled the case in court. After that they stopped helping him, or even having anything to do with Lenny. He just couldn't understand why? "Dan," his mother always brought up the subject the same way. "Why don't you go out and find yourself another wife? Lenny needs a mother." "Mom, no. I won't go out just marry some woman just to give my son a mother. Besides no one wants to inherit someone else's child." But then today at Lenny's fifth birthday party she'd changed tactics. "Dan, please haven't you noticed his behavior? He's been wearing Lenore's high heels and prancing around like a girl. You could at least cut his hair." "Mother, he wants his hair long. And I think Catarina is actually happy to spend time with him," I told her. "Catarina? You mean that little Mexican cleaning lady you hired last month?" she turned to my father, "David did you check her out?" "Relax Evelin, she's clean. She has a Green Card and everything, she even has a degree in household maintenance and," "So she's got a degree in housekeeping. Do you want your grandson raised by a Wetback Housekeeper?" ranted my mother. "Mother, do not degrade Catarina in front of Lenny. He spends even more time with her than he ever did with you. She actually does things with him." My mother looked like I'd just shot her. "Is that why you let her move into the spare room?" asked my father. "What, you have a stranger living in your house?" "She's wonderful dear, and Lenny adores her," my dad winked at me. "Is she the one that dresses him every morning?" my mother had that look of disapproval on her face. I saw nothing wrong with how Lenny was dressed. "Son, he's wearing little girl's pantys. And, and he says he's a little girl, she's brainwashing him. Is it really worth a piece of Mexican ass." "Mother, don't start." "Lenny come on lets go home," I said. "Is Gramma goin make Mommy Cat go away?" he asked. "Is that why she not stay wiff me today?" he was near tears not even trying to talk his own age, he did that whenever he got scared. Then before I could say it was because Catarina had a doctor's appointment my mother asked, "Did he just call her Mommy?" "Yes mother he did," I was busy leading him out to my car. On the way home I asked him about Catarina. "Why did she put those pantys on you?" I asked. "Cuz they pwetty an I ask for them." His answers were simple. "Why did you call her Mommy?" I asked gently. "I want her be my Mommy, she pretty an she love me. She neber tell me I can't be a pwetty girl." "Did she ask you to call her Mommy?" "No but she not abul hab a baby. Daddy can she be my Mommy, pweez?" At home I found Catarina in the kitchen, preparing dinner. Lenny ran to her instantly, "Mommy you here." She grabbed him up in a big hug, looking at me nervously. "I didn't ask for this," she said. Then sat him back on his feet patting his bottom, "You better go wash up, dinner is almost ready Sweetie." Once he was out of the room I sat down at the table. "Cat, can I ask you a few questions?" "Yes Danny, I will answer you honestly." "My mother pointed out that Lenny is wearing girls' underwear," I started out. "Danny, I was taking him to buy his school clothes for kindergarten. He begged me to buy them." Her look was that of a loving parent, not a house maid or nanny. "Did you ask why he wanted them?" "He, he," she looked up me then, near tears. "He said he is little girl, not a boy. Danny he cried when I told him no, he was so hurt that he was a boy instead of a girl. He was about to throw a tantrum right there in the store. Besides he has such beautiful hair, just like his mothers." The reference to Lenore caught me by surprise and I was shocked. I guess she misunderstood. "I will leave in the morning," she looked down at the floor. "Everyone has been telling me it is wrong for me to be here, that you cannot accept me." "Cat, I'm not mad. I just don't understand, that's all. Please don't go, please talk to me." Now she saw the worry in my eyes. "You wouldn't understand Danny. Please?" "Are you sick? Is that why you go to the doctors every two weeks?" I was worried that we might lose her too, just when the two of us were getting used to her being in our lives. I tried to pull her into a reassuring hug, but she pulled away. "Please, I am not sick. I, I just can't tell you about everything. Not yet, please." She had a very worried look in her eyes. "Cat, why won't you let me take you out to dinner? What can it hurt? Are you in trouble with someone?" "It would Hurt Lenny in the end, after you make me leave," she sounded as if she honestly believed that. "Cat, I promise, there is nothing about you that could possibly make me want you to leave. And if my mother is what you're worried about, don't. She had better not try to interfere in our lives." Cat was crying now, "I'm scared Danny. You just don't understand things, you have no idea. I am Muxe," she said. Of course she'd told me that she was a Muxe, it was a Mexican cultural thing or other, right? Lenny came rushing in about then and kissed my cheek then kissed hers, before taking his seat. Looking from one to the other he asked, "Mommy Cat why are you crying?" "Lenny do you want Catarina to stay?" I asked before she could answer him. "Please Daddy, please make her my Mommy so she can make me a girl," Lenny begged. "Don't let Grammy make her go away." "Well Cat, you see that the two most important people here want you to stay. We don't care what anyone else thinks. Please say you will give me a chance." I looked deep into her tear filled eyes. "I will think about it. But I will not leave Lenny to be confused." We'd just finished dinner when the phone rang. It was my secretary telling me that a client had gotten picked up in a vice raid. "Lenny, Daddy has to go do something for little bit. But you'll be alright here with Catarina," I told him. Looking up at Cat I said, "Please, tomorrow is Saturday. Please be here and spend tomorrow with us when I get home." I still wanted to kiss her so badly, I'd wanted to kiss her, and even more since before she had moved into the spare room. she was so fuckably gorgeous. "We will talk when you come home," she promised. The client had been picked up in a local motel with a hooker. And in the process of bailing him out, I discovered that the hooker was a Transsexual. He begged me to do anything to not let it get out. I told him there was no way for me to alter court records, and his best bet would be to pay the fine without going to court. Then I saw the picture of the young lady in question. The arrest report listed her as Transsexual/Muxe. There it was again that little word that Catarina had used. She couldn't be more than sixteen or seventeen, I was caught by surprise because she looked just like a normal girl, and she was so beautiful. I decided to check on her. Her name was Christina, and she had a Visa to live with her older sister who was here working. I bailed her out, and gave her some money to get a motel room and something to eat. Then dropped her off at a motel near the house, promising to come by the next day and help her find her sister, before going home. It was almost a quarter to one when I stumbled to my bed, stripping off my clothes as I crawled under the covers. A moment later the soft caress of satin and lace pressed to my back drove all thoughts of sleep out of my clouded mind. "C, Cat?" "Si, I promised I would give you a chance and we would talk," she reminded me. Her hand guided mine to her satin covered breast. "You will remember, I am Muxe. I have never had full sex with a man. But I know how to please with my mouth." "I've never known a Muxe," I said. "Are you sure about this? I don't want to break any of your religious taboos." Her fingers closed around my shaft and I groaned from pent up need as my own hand gently slid the satin off her breast moments before my lips kissed the stiffened nipple. All thoughts of what the word Muxe might mean were forgotten. A shudder ran through her as she moaned. "I have dreamed of this since I first became Muxe," she gasped. Our lips met and I melted into the kiss, our tongues twining together. Her long slender fingers caressed my stiffened cock with igniting a need I'd almost forgotten I could feel. Slowly she pushed me over onto my back as she kissed her way down my body. I could feel myself nearing orgasm and she wasn't even close to taking me in her mouth yet. Her fingers slid to the base, her thumb and index finger circling it squeezing off my orgasm holding it back until the urge passed as she nibbled at my lower stomach. Her tongue swirling inside my belly button. Her dark skin glowed in the light from the alarm clock, as she shifted around still nibbling her way toward my raging cock. Past it down my thigh as I squirmed on the verge of begging her to suck on it. Our eyes met and she whispered, "I want to watch your face when you see what a Muxe can do for you." My powers of speech were stuck in my throat as all I could do was groan with desire. Slowly she eased forward her lips nibbling at my balls, her tongue bathing them with her saliva, slowly working her way up to the head of my cock. Her eyes sparkled as her lips nibbled around the head, slowly parting as she sucked it inside, her tongue licking up all the ooze that was drooling out. She lifted her head for only a moment as she said, "This will be a challenge. You are bigger than anyone else." And then she returned to sucking it into her eager mouth. I could see her mouth stretched wide as she tried to suck it down her throat. The tears forming and running down her cheeks the head wedged at the curve into that beautiful throat. I wanted to hold that pretty head in my hands, but I didn't trust myself. I was afraid if I touched her I would give over to the urge to thrust all the way into that tight little throat. Her sparkling almost frightened eyes told me she was afraid of the same thing. I felt the head swell as I began erupting into her mouth. My cock hitting the back of her throat over and over as she continued to suck and swallow. The dribbles of cum leaking out around my cock to drool down her chin. Still she continued to suck as I began to soften, only to find myself growing hard once again. When she was sure that it was fully erect she began moving up my body again, and I gave into my urges. I reached down catching under her arms pulling her up over me to kiss her warm loving lips. The taste of my own cum only fueling my desire to feel myself buried deep inside her. After a few moments she guided my hands to her small breasts as she pulled her nightgown up and reached back guiding my stiff cock into place. In my mind I reminded myself she was still a virgin, and fought the urges to thrust up into her, as she pressed back onto me. I could feel the head wedging against her unyielding entrance. But she didn't give up, she continued to press back until she spread slowly open. My cock sliding in slowly inch by agonizing inch until finally I was all the way inside. I knew she truly had to really be a virgin. It was so much tighter than I had ever felt before. After a few moments she began to move, slowly at first just rocking back and forth a little. But then longer and faster as she began to loosen up a bit. My hands gently squeezing, my fingers tweaking, rolling her stiffened nipples. She sat up and began moving her hips up and down riding my cock, her eyes still looking deep in mine as my hands slid down to her waist. I saw the moment of fear in her eyes as my fingers touched the waist band of her pantys. Intending to use my thumbs to massage her clit I let them ease in from the sides. Suddenly I felt a throbbing bulge, confusion took hold of me as I let my fingers curl around it. I'd never had sex with another man, not even thought about it. How could this gorgeous woman have a cock? I lost control and began to cum, my seed blasting out jetting deep inside of her as she too began to cum. Thick gobs of her cum arcing out to land on my chest. I could see her own emotions as the mirrored my own. Ecstasy, fear, uncertainty, curiosity, confusion. When my orgasm began to ebb, I let my hands slide up her sides again, quickly I pulled her down into a hug even as my cock began to twitch inside of her, stirring back to life. My right hand slid up through her hair to the back of her head as I pulled her mouth to mine in a crushing kiss. Her tears falling hot against my cheeks as our tongues again explored each other's mouths. Still holding her tightly I rolled us over until she was under me. Lifting my head I looked deep into her frightened eyes as I slowly reached down one at a time guiding her legs up to wrap around my waist, before I slid my hands up under her shoulders. "God you are incredible," I said as I gently began to ease in and out slowly. "I love you Catarina, I do." I felt her clenching tightly around my shaft as her tears began to run down her cheeks onto the pillow. Her breasts massaging her cream into my chest as we lowly began to make love. Her nails as they pressed into my back holding me tight as I thrust gently into her over and over, watching her face contort in ecstasy, as she came once again before I finally began to cum myself, her cries of passion as she reached yet another orgasm. Bracing myself on my elbows above her as my entire body threatened to collapse as I kissed her passionately, while my cock shriveled and slipped from her. She was more beautiful than any other woman I'd ever known, more passionate, and yet more frightened. I slowly rolled us onto our sides caressing her cheek. "I love you Cat, I don't care about anything else. I don't care if," her lips covered mine in a soft kiss. I heard my bedroom door slam open as light flooded into the room from the nightlight in the hall. She quickly pulled the covers over her head as Lenny rushed into the room. "She gone Daddy, Mommy Cat's gone," he sobbed. I turned my head toward my child then seeing that he was in a little girl's nitie as he climbed onto the bed. "We have to find her. Please, make her come home Daddy." Catarina slowly pulled the covers down. The look of desperate hope in Lenny's eyes as she saw her. Pulling Lenny into a hug between us I asked, "Do you want Daddy to make her your Mommy?" "Yes Daddy, Please?" she answered. "I want to make her your Mommy too," I answered. We both looked at Catarina together "Please Mommy." Begged Lenny. "Please Cat," I heard my own plea. "I, I must think about it first. Will your mother accept me?" she asked. "My mother has nothing to say about it. My, my child wants you, I want you. I don't care what the Muxe say about it either," I finally said. She got a funny look on her face. "You think Muxe is a religion?" The phone began to ring beside the bed, and I tried to ignore it, but it just continued to ring. Finally I gave in and answered it, "Hello?" "Mr Richards?" it was the desk sergeant, and he sounded confused. "Yes, do you know what time it is?" I asked glancing at the clock. "I'm terribly sorry sir. That girl you bailed out earlier ran into a bit of trouble when she went to get something to eat. She's not hurt, one of our patrols was there at the time, but umm, she had this number on a piece of paper. She said, she said her sister lives there," he told me. I was still a bit confused and looked across the bed at Cat. "Catarina do you have a sister named Christina?" I asked gently. "Christina? She is here?" "Officer Daniels, she is my fianc?'s sister. I had no idea last night or I would have brought her home with me," I explained. "Do you need us to come and pick her up?" "No Sir, I'll have the patrol drop her off. She isn't in any trouble," I could still hear the confusion in his voice as he said 'She' and 'Her'. "Thank you, we'll put some coffee on." I hung up and looked at Catarina. "You know, and you still want to marry me?" "Yes," I answered. "But we should probably go get the spare room ready for your sister. I won't have her trying to find a place to live in this town. There are too many people who wouldn't understand." "We are the youngest of ten boys," she tried to explain. "We chose to become Muxe." It finally hit me what the word meant, it wasn't so much a religion as a way of life. In a family and culture that had way more men than women, some boys felt it an honor to take on the roles of women and to work and live as such providing an income in the local industries that were reserved only for women. In a way it was a religious way of life, but it was much more than that. It was a life that few could understand, and it had been born of necessity ages ago, to preserve not only peace but to placate a Male dominant society. Catarina lay under the covers, her hands busy putting things back into place before she slipped out of bed, leading Lenny with her. I quickly jumped up and put on clothes again before going to the kitchen. I'd just poured coffee into a cup when the doorbell rang. Catarina started to go answer it, but I said, "No love, you're in your nitie still. I'll go and bring your sister to you." "Christina, I'm sorry I didn't know you were Catarina's sister," I said to her. "Officer Michaels, she'll be fine here." I fished out a couple of twenties from my wallet. "Here take this and get donuts for the rest of your shift as a thank you for rescuing my sister inlaw," I said. Wrapping my arm around her shoulders I drew her into the house and closed the door. Then led her into the kitchen where Catarina sat with Lenny in her lap. She rushed quickly to her sister and they hugged, then Christina hugged Lenny. At first I couldn't understand what they were saying, everything was in Spanish. Then Catarina told her she should remember that I didn't understand their native language. "Christina, you are welcome here for as long as you want to stay," I offered. "Danny, are you still serious about what you asked me before?" Cat asked me. "About wanting you to marry me, and you becoming Lenny's Mommy? Yes I am." Now confused Christina looked from one to the other of us, "You want to marry my sister?" she was stunned. "Yes I do. And I want her to help my," I hesitated only the briefest of moments. "Daughter to learn to be the girl she wants to become." "You mean that Daddy?" Lenny looked up at me, hope in her big blue eyes. "Do you know what your mother and I were going to name you if you had been born a girl?" I asked. At her confused look I answered, "Leonora," I said. So it won't be any big deal to change the last letter to an 'A'. Your grandfather's first name is Leonard, just like I named you. But you have your mother's eyes, and even her hair," I was near tears. I carefully lifted her in my arms and carried her to her room where Catarina helped me put her into bed. Then she showed Christina to her old room before she disappeared quickly into the bathroom, her tummy aching. I was worried at first that maybe I had done something to hurt her. But Christina giggled, "I think in this area I have more experience." I was nervous as I waited to be sure that Catarina was alright. At my worried look when she came out she said, "It is nothing to worry you. I, should have prepared better is all." I wasn't sure what she meant, but figured she would tell me soon enough. She got her sister settled into her old room, still nervous as I led her by the hand to our room. Kissing her softly I asked, "Are you sure I didn't hurt you?" "No you did not hurt me," she blushed a bit. "Well only as much as any virgin would feel. But it will become easier with practice. Are you sure that you wish to be married to someone like me?" I wrapped my arms around her as I guided her back onto the bed. "What man would not want to be married to a beautiful woman like you?" We lay together talking, she was still feeling insecure about everything. Still afraid that I was only accepting her because of Lenny. "You know what we are going to do tomorrow?" I asked her. "No, what are we going to do?" "We are going to move all of your things into here. And then we are going to take my daughter and your sister shopping," she looked at me with questioning eyes. "Lenny deserves to have new clothes, and who better to help her than her Mommy. And your sister didn't bring very much with her, she's going to need more than what she brought in that backpack," I pointed out. "I can buy my sister's clothes for her until she finds work," she offered. I knew that Catarina was only twenty one, so I now asked the big question. "How old is Christina?" Looking shocked she answered, "Christina is fifteen." Her eyes darted around nervously as if she was anticipating my next question. "Then she cannot have graduated school yet." I looked at her seriously waiting for an answer. Obviously that was not what she had been expecting to hear. "None of the girls where we come from finish school, it is not considered important." "But you finished school," I countered. "I came here first, and I took the GED classes while I worked, yes. And then I took night school to get a degree," she said. "It was very hard having to work every day." "So we need to get her a green card, and get her enrolled in high school," I paused thinking about the next step and how to get her legally here in the country. "Danny, how are we going to do that? It took me years to get a green card." Then it hit me. When we were married Catarina would be granted citizenship, and then Christina could live here with us and go to school legally. Of course there would be lot of legal work needed to let her be a girl at school. Not just for Christina, but for Lenny as well, but we had a two months to get things straightened out. We cuddled up together, and I held her close afraid that she would disappear on me. Or that I was dreaming everything. I woke up with the sun streaming in the window, then realized I was alone in my bed. I could hear the television in the living room, Lenny giggling happily. Carefully I crawled out of bed and got dressed before heading into the rest of the house. I found Lenny sitting in the floor watching cartoons. Christina and Catarina were sitting at the dining room table drinking coffee, talking about things back home. "Daddy!" squealed Lenny as she shot across the room into my arms. I hugged her tightly as I carried her to the dining room. "Danny?" Catarina began. I leaned forward, Lenny letting go of my neck to grab hers as I kissed her. Then as she took Lenny in her lap I dropped to one knee holding her hand. "Cat, I never thought I could find anyone else that I could love as much as Lenny. That I could give let myself be this open with anyone else. Catarina will you please marry me," I asked. She looked frightened all over again, near tears. "Please Mommy?" begged Lenny. She looked from one of us to the other, then at her sister who had huge shocked eyes. "Catarina, Please. We will bring your family from Mexico, your father can give you away," I said. She was speechless. "Cat, say yes," encouraged Christina. "Please be my Mommy," begged Lenny. "I, I, Are you sure Danny, now that you know that I'm," "Beautiful? Gorgeous? The most real woman I've ever known? Yes I know that you have something other women don't have. I know that until last night I had no idea about that. But I don't care, you're more of a woman than you know." "What about your mother?" "She does not have anything to say about this. This is my decision, mine and Lenny's. Please say yes." I begged. "Yes, yes but only my parents. My brothers are all in different places working." She was rambling. "Can they come this week? You will want your mother to help you buy your dress. And, and Lenny and Christina will need bridesmaid dresses, and" She pressed her lips to mine and we kissed. Then blushing she said, "I should make breakfast before we go shopping." Christina went to help her leaving me with Lenny. "Daddy, can I really get pretty dresses today?" "Yes, today you are my pretty daughter. And you can wear anything you want to," I told her. "What about Grammy? She doesn't want me to be a girl," Lenny said. "Your Grammy isn't here, and you don't have to go over there when Cat, when Mommy isn't home. You'll have Aunt Christina to watch you," I said. "Do you love Mommy Cat?" "Yes I love her as much as I love you. And that's why I want you to be happy. She makes us both so happy," "Thank you Daddy," she hugged me so tightly. "Thank you to Sweetie. I'm really happy that you told me you want to be a girl. I wouldn't want you to be unhappy. And if being a girl is what you want then I think maybe Mommy Cat is the best thing for both of us." "Really Daddy?" "Yes really. Look at that pretty smile on your face, and I know you are going to be just as pretty as she is." I heard a noise behind me and turned to see Catarina, leaning against the door frame, near tears. Christina joined us as we sat down to eat, she was watching everything, smiling. "Cat, I'm so happy for you. When are you going tell Momma and Poppa?" They began talking a mile a minute. We'd finished breakfast and started getting ready to go shopping. When I stepped into the shower I felt Catarina as she slipped in with me. "I loaned Christina some clothes," she said as she wrapped her arms around me, pressing her breasts into my back. I let myself lean into her before turning around. I kissed her slowly pulling her tightly to me, then stepping back to see her totally naked for the first time. I expected myself to have some sort of reaction, by the uncertain look in her eyes she was expecting it too. Instead I pulled her closer, kissing her more passionately as her soft little cock was pulled tightly against my now stiff, throbbing one. Slowly she lifted her eyes to meet my own, as I looked docked into them. "You have a cute little pookie, and it doesn't scare me. It just gives me something extra special to love about you." Now in the shower she did cry, "I love you, I've loved you since I first began working for you. But I was so afraid you wouldn't understand." I don't know why, but for some reason I just felt like I wanted to do something special. With my hands on her buttocks I slowly sank to my knees in front of her. "Hello Pookie," I kissed it softly, watching it begin to stir. Her hands came up to entwine in my hair, as she leaned back into the wall under the spray. I kissed it again, feeling its velvety softness. Then looking up into her eyes I slowly sucked it into my mouth feeling it grow stiff almost instantly. It was just long enough to fill my mouth as I suckled on it slowly savoring the taste of the clear drool oozing out the head. In seconds she was squirting in my mouth, it was tangy, slightly salty. But it was her nectar, and she had drank mine eagerly. Still it was more intimate than I had ever been with anyone since Lenore had died giving birth. Her knees quivered as she sank down in front of me, her hands holding my face, tears streaming down her cheeks washing away with the quickly cooling water. We hugged each other, kissing then laughing and giggling we quickly washed each other before getting out to get dressed. We seemed even closer than before. I watched excitedly as she slipped on her skimpy little lace pantys, as she reached behind her back fastening her bra, I bit my lip it was so erotic. My cock throbbed with pent up desire. But as much as I wanted to make sweet love to her all day long, this was going to be our daughter's big day. Christina was waiting with Lenny in the living room, it was like watching two sisters as they giggled together. Christine in one of Catarina's short mini skirt's and three inch open toe heels. The low cut blouse showing just a hint of cleavage. Lenny sat nervously in a similar short skirt and two inch wedge sandals, her long hair in a ponytail. Catarina stepped up beside me her hand finding my own. Together we reached for Lenny's hands. "Come on Sweetie, let's show your Daddy and Aunt Christina what a good little shopper you are," encouraged Catarina.