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My Sissy Life
Part 13
Everyone was looking at me, I hoped I could get into school without any
problems. I hoped that they would think I was just another girl going to
school. I hoped they didn't hear my mother say sissy. I hoped that they
would just go back to talking to each other.
My hopes didn't come true. A group of kids started walking toward me,
there were two boys and four girls.
The boy that was leading the group was named Terry Renex, everyone
called him T-Rex. He was always in trouble at school for something. His
older brother was one of the few boys that I was sort of friends with
before I knew I was a sissy. Terry and I were in 6th grade together two
years ago, he is in 8th grade now. He loved to torment me. He would trip
me in the halls, he put me in my locker a few times. Once he sat behind
me in math class, pulled my head back and tied my braids to the back of
my chair. I was stuck looking at the ceiling for the whole time class
was going on. Most of the class was laughing and the teacher didn't care
at all. When class was over, as everyone was leaving, most of the boys
and even some of the girls spit on my face as they walked passed. After
everyone was gone the teacher finally untied my braids. I went to get
some paper towels from the sink area but the teacher said with a laugh,
to just goto my next class. So I had to walk down the hall to my next
class with spit dripping down my face. At lunch time he would spit in my
food or put my tray on the floor and make me eat without using my hands.
A few times in the hallway he would come up behind me and knee me in my
little balls. He was almost worse than my brother.
As the group of kids approached me Terry said, "Well, look who's back.
Nice dress fag."
I almost said it's not a dress, it's a skirt, but thought I better not
correct him and just said, "Thank you sir."
"Did you forget my number one rule or are you just fuckin' stupid?" he
asked.
"I umm, I don't know, I mean I ...." I sort of mumbled. I really didn't
know what he was talking about.
When I'm at school my mind is in so many places. I have the normal
school things like, get to class on time, make sure I have everything I
need. I'm always watching out for someone who is trying to push, trip or
do something to me. There are a lot of things to think about at school,
that's why I didn't remember what rule Terry was talking about.
"You are one dumb bitch," he said, "I fuckin' told you to bow to me,
bitch."
Now I remember, I thought as I did a bow/curtsey. "Yes sir, I'm sorry
sir."
He said, "Maybe this will remind you."
He raised his arm and stepped forward. I braced myself.
I heard Lisa, the girl that was next to him say "No T! You don't wanna
get in trouble for fighting on the first day!"
Tommy, the other boy in the group said, "Yeah Rex, besides, my mom heard
that she is in Miss Mordock. So she must be stupid." "
He backed up and said, "No shit. I always knew you were a fuckin' tard."
The first bell rang and Tommy said, "Come on Rex, we gotta go."
Terry said, "See ya round fag," as he turned around to leave.
I knew I was close to my classroom. It was only three rooms in from the
front doors of the school. I had a little bit of time before the next
bell would ring. That was a very good thing because I had to goto the
bathroom. There is only one bathroom I can use, it's in the nurses
office. I get ten minutes per day to use the bathroom. I get no more
than five minutes each time to use the toilet, fix my makeup or do
anything I need to do. I ask the nurse if I can use her bathroom and if
she says yes, she sets the timer. She doesn't always say yes, there have
been times that I almost wet myself.
I went into the nurses office and asked if I could use the bathroom, she
nodded and took the timer out of her drawer. I quickly used the toilet,
checked my make-up and went to class.
Went I goto to the room I saw the desks all had name tags on them.
I went to find my name, Miss Mordock saw me and said, "Oh, you must be
the new student."
"Yes mam," I said as I did a curtsey. Miss Mordock was the oldest
teacher in the school. I have heard kids say that she was a hundred
years old. I didn't think that she was really that old, but she did look
it.
"You are that boy/girl thing aren't you. What do they call you?" she
asked.
"I'm Bobbie, mam," I said.
"No, no," she said, "Not your name, I mean, they don't call you a
boy/girl, you do they? A sissy, that's it. Right? They call you a
sissy."
"Yes mam," I said, "I'm a sissy."
" I thought so, girls don't curtsey anymore. Okay then, find your name,
sit down and wait for the rest of the class," she told me. "I've never
had a sissy in my class before. There have been a few gay boys. Back
when I teaching high school there was a boy that everyone called a
sissy, I heard that he only wore girls clothes at home. I don't remember
his name, it'll come back to me, anyway he, or should I say she, moved
away. Oh now it's going to bother me, what was his name. Gary, no,
Garfield, no, it started with a G. Gail! That was the sissy's name,
Gail. I don't know why it matters now, it was just bothering me I guess,
it was a long time ago."
I found the desk that had 'Bobbie Mackie' on the name tag and sat down.
The other kids soon started to come in, find their names and take their
seats. When all the seats were taken Miss Mordock took attendance.
As she was calling out our names we found out that there were two
Bobbies. In fact, we were both Bobbie M..
Miss Mordock said, "Well, it seems that we have a name problem. I can't
very well call you both Bobbie M. now can I."
She thought for a second and said, "Okay, Bobbie Mecca will stay as
Bobbie, and Bobbie Mackie will be known as Sissy. There, problem
solved," She looked at me and said, "You are no longer to use the name
'Bobbie' in this class, you are only know as Sissy, it's also fitting,
don't you think."
She took out a marker and a paper and started writing something. Then
she took out a roll of tape and come over to my desk. She pulled off the
name tag and put a new one on that just said 'Sissy'.
"There," she said, "all fixed."
She smiled at me and went back to her desk.
I almost asked if she could call me Bobbie Lynn, but what's the point.
In past years the other kids called me sissy, it would have been just a
matter of time before it happened this year.
As class went on Miss Mordock told the class what she would be teaching,
the rules of the class and what our free time could be used for.
It's bad enough I'm 16 and in the 7th grade, but now, the way my teacher
was talking it felt like I was in 2nd grade.
As the day went on it wasn't as bad as it normally was in past years. It
was weird to hear the bell and not change classes. As the class stood in
the lunch line some other kids came by and pushed us around. I got my
bra snapped and my butt got grabbed and slapped a few times. We brought
our lunches back to the class room and ate there. Over all my day wasn't
that bad. Before I knew it the bell rang, the teacher dismissed the us
and I went to find my mothers car.
I when I got in the car my mother said, "Bobbie, how was your first day
of school?"
"It was good mother, better than I expected," I said.
"Oh," she said, "did you make any friends?"
"No, mother," I said, "No, I didn't."
"Well, that's okay Kim," she said, "maybe this year you'll make some
friends."
I was a little confused. "What did you say mother?" I asked.
"I said that maybe you'll make friends this year," she said.
"Yes, but you called me Kim," I said.
"I don't think so Bobbie" she said.
"Yes, mother you did. I heard you say Kim," I told her.
"Bobbie Lynn, I know who you are. I don't think I'd confuse you and your
sister. She is nothing like you, that's for sure," she said with a
laugh.
"Yes mother," I said. She just made a mistake, I thought.
When we got home she said, "Your grandmother was over this afternoon.
Somehow we started talking about when you were the server at her 50th
anniversary and how feminine your body looked. We both agreed that the
corset did wonders for you. Now, I know your body is very girly already
but why not help it along. So I'm thinking about getting you measured
for a new corset.
Oh no, I thought, that corset was so tight and uncomfortable.
"Mother, umm, would I be wearing one all the time?" I asked. "Because it
was a little hard to bend."
"If I get one for you, it will only be with your cleaning uniform to
start," she said, "I may have you wear one with your serving uniform in
time, as you get used to it. Also it will help you to bend only at the
waist. I see that sometimes you forget."
"Yes mam," I said.
"I don't want any complaints either," she said, "If I hear one word
about how you don't like it, I'll get one of your old pink and white
party dresses out of the attic, with some cute tights and you'll be
wearing that to school."
Tights? I thought, I hate tights, they are hot and itchy. I still wear
them for dance class, but not almost everyday like I did a few years
ago. Those party dresses were bad enough when I was 12. Normally I dress
like a 12 year old girl, and I'm okay with that. But I've already been
through the party dresses and the tights stage of being a sissy. I
really don't want relive it or to go to school like that.
"Yes Mother," I said, "I won't complain at all, tights are for little
girls. I'm not a little girl."
My mother laughed and said "You read and write at a 3rd grade level,
you aren't sure of your left from your right. If someone asked you what
comes after March or even after Tuesday you wouldn't be sure. You can
barely add six and six.
You should consider yourself lucky that you even made it to 7th grade
and that I let you dress like the girls in your class, you should be
dressing much younger. You may as well be 8 years old. Now go get your
uniform on and get your chores done. You can do your homework after you
serve dinner tonight if you have time."
"I don't have any homework tonight mam," I said.
"Oh, that's good," she said. "Now get to work."
Getting my homework done was not something I had a chance to do very
often. Usually someone had something for me to do, my chores and other
jobs that I was told to do came first. My brother would have me make his
bed, clean his room or do something. My sister would have me do her
nails or brush her hair. My mother or father would have me do something
or another. The next day when the teachers collected the homework they
would ask me why I didn't do mine. The class would laugh when I'd say
something like 'I was serving drinks and snacks to my brother and his
friends' or 'my mother took me shopping for a Hello Kitty night light.'
I went to my room and got changed into my uniform. I went down and got
the clean clothes out of the dryer and brought them up to my bedroom
where I folded everything. I put away everyone's clothes and went to get
my vacuum. I got it for Christmas a year ago along with a new feather
duster. As I was taking it out I heard my brother and sister come home,
I started to vacuum my parents room and moved on the other rooms. I just
finished my brothers room and was about to vacuum the hallway. I turned
around and saw my brother right behind me. I screamed and said, "Oh My!"
Jim laughed.
My mother said, "Is everything okay up there? I heard Bobbie scream. Did
she see a spider?"
"Everything is fine Ma," Jim laughed.
"Okay honey," she said.
I said, "Sir, you scared the heck out of me." My heart was beating so
fast I thought it was going to jump out of my chest.
I saw that he was holding a black trash bag.
"I thought you might want something to do tonight, so I brought you
this," he said as he handed the bag to me with a big smile. "Who says I
don't think about you."
I opened the bad and the smell almost knocked me over. It was more than
half full of jockstraps.
"I need them clean by the morning," he said.
"By the morning? Sir, there are so many," I said.
"Yep, there are forty," he said. "Is that a problem?"
"No sir," I said, I was afraid that he might get mad at me "it is not a
problem. I am just surprised at how many there are, that's all."
?Good, I wouldn?t wanna have to punish you because you didn?t do what I
said,? he said still smiling.
?I will have them all clean and folded by the morning sir,? I said.
?Good sissy,? he said as he patted my head ?Make sure you do a good job,
there are a lot of stains, so your gunna really be scrubbin. If you do a
good job I?ll let you do it every week after the game.?
I wanted to make sure that I didn?t make him mad so I smiled an even
bigger smile than my normal one and said, ?Yes sir. Thank you for
letting ...?
He put his hand up and said, ?I don?t need to hear your sissy mouth
anymore,? He reached into the bag a pulled out one of the jockstraps and
said, ?Open up.?
I opened my mouth and he started stuffing it into my mouth, it tasted
terrible. He laughed at the look on my face.
?Like that Bobbie?? he laughed.
My mother called from the kitchen, ?Jim, Bobbie come down here I need to
talk to you.?
?Crap,? he said. ?She?ll just make me take this out when she sees you
anyway.? So he pulled it out and threw it back into the bag. ?I?ll put
it back in later.?
?Yes sir, thank you sir,? I said.
?Shut the fuck up sissy,? he said. ?I?m really tired of hearing your
mouth flappin??
I smiled and did a curtsey.
He shook his head, chuckled and turned to walk down the hall towards the
stairs. I went a few steps behind him. As we got to the kitchen Jim
walked in, past the refrigerator and sat down at the table next to Kim.
I stood on the carpet in the dinning room at the entrance of the kitchen
with my hands clasped in front of me. I waited to hear what my mother
wanted to say to us.
?Bobbie,? Jim said, ?get me a glass of grape juice.?
?Yes, sir,? I said.
I went into the kitchen, my heels clicked with each step I took. I got a
glass, filled it with juice and put it on the table in front of my
brother.
?Now get out of the way,? he said.
I did a curtsey and went back to where I was.
?Okay,? my mother said as she looked at my brother and sister ?I wanted
to tell you that your father has to go out of town this weekend. It?s
near that indoor water park that we used to goto a few years ago. So, I
thought why not have all of us go. Jim, I know how much you love the
water and Kim, you love to go boy watching,? she laughed ?Your aunt,
uncle and your cousins are coming along also. It should be a lot of
fun.?
?Yeah Mom, that should be awesome!? Jim said.
Kim said, ?That really sounds like fun Mom, I can?t wait.?
My mother turned to me and said, ?Bobbie of coarse, you?ll be staying
home so that you can keep up with your duties. I know you wouldn?t want
to fall behind.?
?Right mother, I wouldn?t,? I said. Knowing that they wouldn?t bring me
with them anyway.
?Besides,? she said, ?I don?t think I?ve ever seen a sissy there. Well,
except when you were there but that was before you came out. So they may
have a no sissy policy,? she laughed.
That got a laugh out of my brother and sister also.
?So anyway,? she continued, ?we got you a babysitter for the weekend.?
?Mother,? I said, ?I?m 16, do you think I still need a babysitter? Jim
doesn?t get a babysitter and he is 15.?
?Yeah, ma,? Jim said with a smile as he looked at my mother. ?Explain
that.?
?Well, let?s see,? she said. ?How are you going to go all weekend
without eating? You don?t cook, you can barely even make a sandwich.
There is a reason that you are a maid and not a cook.
"Also, it seems to me, about two months ago, the one time we left you
alone at night, we found you in the corner of the living room crying
because you heard a scary noise. And you were only alone for a few
hours.
"So, yes little miss, I think you still need a babysitter. Your brother
doesn?t need one because he is a real man. Not a sissy.?
Jim and Kim were quietly laughing as my mother was talking.
?Every so often,? she continued, ?you get it in your head that you are
more grown up than you really are. But no matter how things go, in the
end you prove to us what we already know, that you are just a sissy. You
are the most girly and submissive thing I?ve ever known. The only things
you need to worry about in that pretty little head of yours is, are you
following instructions and do you look pretty. It?s not much Bobbie, but
once in awhile you seem to have a problem with it. I never want to hear
you compare yourself to your brother or any other male again. I?ll say
this for thousandth time, Bobbie Lynn Mackie, you are a sissy. You have
always been a sissy and you will always be a sissy, nothing more.?
?You are right mother,? I said, ?I don?t cook and I do get scared when
I?m alone. I am a true sissy. I don?t know what I was thinking. I will
be good from now on.?
?Good,? she said, ?I?m glad we got that cleared up.?
?Will Miss Jennie be here for the weekend?? I asked.
Miss Jennie has babysat me about three or four times in the last two
years or so. Normally I?d goto my aunts house if my family was going
away, but if my aunt couldn?t do it my parents would call Miss Jennie. I
did not like it when she would watch me. Missy Jennie is a 14 girl that
lives about two miles down the road. She started babysitting me when she
was 12 and I was 14. She loved the fact that she was in charge of
someone that is two years old than her, and getting paid for it. Me
being a sissy just added to her fun. She would have me brush her long
brown hair, paint her finger and toe nails, sometimes she would have me
put on a fashion show for her. She would send me to bed early and talk
on the phone to her friends or her boyfriend. I was not looking forward
to spending the weekend with her.
?No,? my mother said.
?I thought you said aunt Sally was going with you,? I said.
?She is, and I was going to call Jennie to see if she could watch you.
But then I remembered last night when all the kids were over. I heard
Jake say that he is jealous of our family and wished that his family had
a sissy maid. So I called his mother to see if it would be ok if you
could stay there for the weekend. She said that her husband would never
let a sissy in their house, so I asked if Jake could babysit you here.
She said that would be fine and that he could use the extra money.?
?Oh my god!? Kim said with a laugh.
Oh no, oh no no. Oh god no, oh no. I thought. Jake is going to babysit
me? I never expected him to be watching me. I don?t know what to expect
from him, but I don?t think it will be good. I was having a little
trouble breathing.
?Well, based on how you?re breathing I guess your excited ,? my mother
said with a laugh. ?I?m going to have you take a shower before he gets
here Friday. That way you can get your little thing clean, I?m not going
to give Jake the key to unlock you. If you were unlocked with him
around, you may never get it to go down.?
Jim laughed and said, ?He wouldn?t see much anyway.?
?Yes mother,? I said, as I tried to steady my breathing.
?Also,? she said to me, ?Kristy said that she would be happy to drive
you to dance class.?
My sister said, ?It just keeps getting better and better for you
Bobbie.?
My mother turned to my brother and sister and said, ?Now I want each of
you to make a list of what you want to bring, so Bobbie will know what
to pack for you. We?ll go shopping for new swimsuits after school
tomorrow.?
Almost at the same time they said, ?Okay Mom.?
?All of you will stay home from school Friday,? my mother said. ?That
way Bobbie can make sure things are together,? she looked at my brother
and sister ?Then I don?t have to get you two out of school early,
because we will be leaving around noon and meeting your father at the
hotel.?
?Mom,? Kim said, ?is Jake going to cook for Bobbie??
?No,? my mother said, ?I?ll have food made for them. Sandwiches and
things Jake can warm up.?
I tried to show my mother that I?m being a good sissy I said, ?Mother, I
can help you make the food and I?ll make sure to clean up extra good.
I?ll try to learn to do better...? as I was going on and on my brother
left the kitchen for a second.
When he came back I was still rambling on. He put his hand up and said,
?Open up,? and he stuffed a jockstrap in my mouth. It was a lot, it
pushed my cheeks out and I could hardly make a sound.
My mother said, ?Normally I don?t like to see her gaged, but in this
case, thank you Jim. Only you could have found something not so gross to
use,? she turned to me and said, ?You need to learn to shut up my little
sissy. Now get back to your chores.?
I finished washing all the jockstraps by 10:00 pm, there were a lot of
stains, Jim was right. By the time I was done my hands hurt but they
were like new.
I was putting lotion on my hands when Jim yelled from the living room to
get him a drink.
I said, ?Yes sir, one second sir.?
I wiped off my hands and brought him his drink. I did a curtsey and
started to walk away as he stood up.
He said, ?Hey Bobbie.?
As I turned around I saw a bright flash.
The end of Part 13.
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