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When Millicent Met Maria One Wednesday.
By Maria Ski
Author's Note: This is not an autobiographical tale but a work of
fiction.
It was a Wednesday afternoon in March and like most Wednesday afternoons
I was off. For some strange reason the college gave us Wednesday
afternoons off. And I took advantage of it. As I lived at home it gave me
the chance to indulge in my little hobby of cross-dressing. With the full
knowledge that my mother was at home and that she approved. Well it did
keep me out of trouble, and mum would borrow items I owned occasionally.
The night before I had done my pre-dressing ritual of removing all
unnecessary hair and my chest, arms, underarms and legs were hair free.
But to be sure I had a shower, a very close shave and checked for any
stray hairs. Thankfully I was 'hair free'. So I set to work transforming
myself from Michael to Maria with the knowledge I had plenty of time. And
with the knowledge that my mother Christina would check me over before
she let me leave on the walk I usually took with the occasional errand
for her.
As luck would have it I had my own room which meant that my wardrobes
could hold both my male and female clothes. I often wished that I could
be Maria full time, but mum wanted me to finish my education first. I
looked at what mum had selected for me to wear, it was one of her rules,
and as usual it was something smart and very feminine but also something
I wouldn't mind wearing. So hanging from my 'girly' wardrobe door was: a
black fitted dress jacket, a matching skirt, and a light blue roll necked
pullover. The reasoning being the roll neck would hide my slight Adam's
apple and reduce the risk of me being read. I had to smile as mum always
left the choice of underwear to me. So I went to my drawers and selected,
a black gaff which held and hid my boy bits after I had tucked, a black
padded panty brief which gave me a female bottom and shape with a slight
waist. I also chose a matching black bra which would hold my breast
forms, a gift from my younger sister, which were a B-Cup and I added a
black pair of tights to the ensemble along with a waist nipper.
With my underwear on I looked at my shape in my wall mounted full length
mirror before sitting at my dressing table to apply my makeup. As I was
going out in daylight I went for a subtle daytime look using lighter
colours than if I was going to a club. I didn't want to look like a
whore. So I was very careful, checking myself after each step making sure
it was perfect. My youngest sister had given me a lot of tips and a book
of makeup hints which I had put to good use. When I was happy I gently
lined my lips and filled them in with a subtle red lipstick. Taking off
any excess with a tissue held between my lips. I then inserted my breast
forms into my bra cups and proceeded to get dressed. The skirt came
first; it was lined so I wouldn't require a slip to go under it. The
pullover followed, which I gently brushed over with my hands to remove
any slight creases. I then selected my mouse brown wig, a present from my
younger brother, and brushed it out making sure it was sitting on my head
properly. Maria looked back at me from the reflection in mirror. I
checked my finger nails and each one was clean. I had applied two coats
of clear nail varnish the night before. I then put on the Jacket, which
clung to my faux curves. And as a final act of dressing I added a pair of
knee high black boots with a 3 inch heel.
I checked the contents of my handbag, tissues, makeup for any repairs,
house keys, small umbrella in case of rain, and a woman's wallet which
held my various cards, female id and money in both notes and change. Mum
had been a wonder in getting me my female id. And my part time job meant
I could purchase my own clothes and makeup. Putting my mobile phone into
my bag I was ready.
My heels clicked against the tiled floor of our hall as I walked towards
the dining room where I knew I find my mother. As I entered the room she
smiled at me with her smile of approval, "You are looking fantastic
Maria. You're getting better with your makeup." She looked at my sister
Eos. "What do you think Eos?"
Eos chuckled. "Well all I can say mum. Is that my nerdy big brother makes
a beautiful older sister," she smiled at me, "The boots are a nice touch
as well."
Lucy, my younger sister, looked up from the book she was reading. "I'm
more worried that she'll steal my boyfriend looking like that!" she
laughed. "I'm joking Maria. I know Terri likes you dressing like a girl."
That was true Terri, my girlfriend, liked me to dress for her. But we
only snuggled and kissed each other. But we did joke about which of us
would wear the bridal gown if we got married.
Mum interrupted our byplay. "Maria I need you to get some bread, cheese
and milk whilst you are out." She handed me ?10.00. "Also don't forget to
get your copies of Elle and Glamour," she added with a sly smile, "There
are some articles that will be of interest in them for you."
"Yes Mum," I replied, "Andrej Pejic is in Elle and Carmen Carrera is in
Glamour. And they are two of my favourite models."
That was true I admired both. Andrej because he can wear both male and
female clothes well and Carmen because she is a very beautiful Trans
woman.
I left walking towards the local shops. I enjoyed the feel of the tights
against my legs and the gently sway of my skirt along with the click of
my heels against the pavement. My mind must have been elsewhere as I
failed to see Millicent go past me on her bicycle. We tried to time my
walks whilst dressed to miss her on her outings. This Wednesday we got it
wrong. Millicent was a friend of my mother's, but she was also a gossip.
And there were something's that our family didn't want the community to
know. My dressing was one of them. We planned my coming out to be at a
time of our choosing. Not via the local gossip.
The shop door bell sounded as I entered the store. I picked up a shopping
basket and walked around the store making my selections. Heading towards
the till I also picked up the magazines I needed. Misha the store manager
smiled as I placed the basket down, "Hello Maria," she knew my secret,
"How are things?"
"Hi Misha. They're fine. I've nothing to complain about," I replied in my
soft female voice. "Lucy is worried that I might steal her boyfriend away
from her though."
Misha laughed, "Is that before or after?" she asked.
"Both. I think," I said with a smile. "But Terri and I often joke about
which one of us will be wearing the gown if we get married."
I paid for the items and headed home unaware of the surprise that awaited
me.
As I opened the door I announced that I was home as I always did. Using
my well practised girl voice. Mum told me to come straight to the dining
room as there was someone I needed to meet. I rushed my heels once again
clicking against the halls tiled floor.
"What is it Mum?" I asked
"Millicent," my mother said, "may I introduce you to my eldest daughter
Maria. She's always been here. But today is the first day you get to meet
her."
"You don't have a daughter called Maria," Millicent said looking at Mum
and then me, "You have a two sons Michael and James. And two daughters
Lucy and Eos."
As she said that she pointed to the various family photographs that hung
on the dining room wall. "If you had another daughter I would have met
her earlier."
Millicent was clearly irritated and was unsure of the situation.
"Millicent I do have a daughter called Maria. She's standing here in this
room." Mum smiled at me. "Maria go and put the shopping away and make us
a pot of tea. I think you should explain everything to Millicent."
I did as I was told.
Usually when Millicent visits we have a little laugh and a joke. But this
was unusual for her. She was being very serious. I was going to have to
win Millicent over. It was important that I win her over to my side. I
liked Millicent even with her faults.
She sipped her mug of tea and smiled. "You've made it just how I like it
Michael as you always do."
"Thank you Millicent," I said with a smile. "But my name is Maria. At
least whilst I dressed like this."
"No your name is Michael. You are a boy. You shouldn't be wearing those
clothes."
"Millicent if my daughter wishes to wear a women's business suit. She can
wear a women's business suit. I will not have some busy body telling me
how to dress my daughter. Please let Maria explain. She has a slightly
better understanding of how she feels than I do. I may accept her choices
but there are some things I don't understand."
I took a breath and a sip of tea. "Millicent," I looked at her, "I am
transgendered. I am a transsexual. My body is male but my mind is female.
I've felt like I'm a girl for years. But it's only since I started
college that I've been dressing as a girl."
"But... But you're a boy. A sweet boy who makes a wonderful mug of tea,"
Millicent said, "Surely you know it's wrong for you to wear a skirt?"
"I feel complete when I'm in a skirt Millicent. It's who I am. I could
say it's wrong for you to wear tracksuits all the time. But as a woman
you can wear what you want too.
I am a girl inside. I'm like Lucy and Eos and Mum except I'll never be
able to have babies." I felt tears welling in my eyes. I'd never had to
defend myself before, "Please accept me for who I am. I am both Michael
and Maria. But I would prefer to be Maria. She is who I am meant to be."
"Millicent," mum added, "I felt just like you at first. But Maria
explained how she felt. She showed me things on the internet. And I
learnt to understand. So we stated this."
Mum had by this time got a photograph album out. I recognised it as the
album we had started when I first came out to her. We showed Millicent
the pictures in the album. They were all pictures of me as Maria. There
were none of me as Michael. Millicent looked at the pictures a few times.
And I could see the beginnings of a smile cross her face. I wondered if I
had won her round. Because I hadn't I would have to bring my coming out
forward. But there was a slight hope...
"I am sorry Maria. I'm just an old lady who doesn't like change. I was so
used to Michael but I didn't see what was before my eyes. Can you forgive
me? Can you teach me? Can you show me how you can look like a girl?"
Millicent smiled, "Please?"
"Yes Millicent. I'll tell you everything I can. I'll do it slowly like I
did for Mum, Lucy, Eos and James. I'll even introduce you to Terri, my
girlfriend, if you want to meet her."
Millicent and I got up together and we hugged. I had tears rolling down
my face which messed up my mascara.
A Few Years Later:
Terri and I looked at the picture on the wall. Four women looked at the
camera. The middle two were smiling holding a bouquet of flowers and
wearing long fitted cream coloured wedding gowns. Beside them stood an
older woman in a grey dress with a large black rimmed hat, whilst the
other woman was in a blue silk sheath dress.
I had a tear in my eye. "I'm glad that she was at the wedding. It
wouldn't have been the same without her. And I am happy she said yes to
be my maid of honour."
Terri laughed. "You upset Lucy with that one. But I agree asking
Millicent was the right thing to do."
"Well she was there when I woke up after my operation. She was a kooky
old bird but she was my kooky old bird." I hugged my wife, "She would've
loved to see little Millicent grow up."
I am sure Millicent was looking down on us. She'll be missed.
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