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I just thought to write about how certain events can change our lives. Haven't seen many stories of how life began. Hope you enjoy. Please note: this is a work of fiction. The Beginning Sarah, my close friend, and I let the valet park our car. The new building had two floors. It was new and very modern. The discreet sign outside the door said "The Switch." Today was the opening night of this new club. It looked discreet and catering to upmarket individuals. The doorman opened the doors for us with a big smile and "Good evening, ladies." This new club was going to be the hit in the neighborhood. Nothing existed like this. The new strip mall was more elegant than many of the older ones in town and had higher end salons and coffee shops indicating that our little town was growing. Inside was all dark wood, discreet lighting and glass and chrome. One wall behind the bar appeared to have a thousand bottles of all different liquors. There was a stage to the back with a small dance floor in front. Smaller tables with discreet lighting formed the main area. The decorations were tastefully done with muted colors, and some distinctive modern art on the walls. Upstairs there appeared to be a lounge area with a full bar and lounge seating. There was a sprinkling of people there already. I noticed that all the waitresses were tall, wearing long dresses split to stocking tops and wearing very tall hells. As they walked across to the tables I noticed how feminine they were with perfect makeup. Certainly, a high class place to relax and enjoy. All the waitresses too were not what they appeared. They were stunning female forms with immaculate make up and full, firm breasts. But they were all men walking comfortably on skyscraper heels. As we entered two people rushed up to us. The tall hostess hugged me silently. "Thanks for coming," she said. She looked like a page out of Vanity Fair. Her long sequin studded evening dress was split to her upper thigh showing shapely legs. Shimmering stockings were visible through the slits. The stilettos must have been at least 5" high and glittered with silver sequins. The low cut dress showed a magnificent pair of milky white breasts. There didn't appear to be a bra supporting those globes. The face was flawless: dark smoky eyes, heavy false lashes with many applications of mascara, a mouth with fire engine red lipstick in a perfect cupid bow shape and layers of gloss completed her makeup. Blonde ringlets were piled high on her head with a clean neckline made her appear even taller. The long dangling earrings sparkled as they caught the light. She was breathtakingly beautiful and the co-owner of this new bar. Her name was Lucy but beneath all that powder and paint, sequins and silicone was my son Luke, now called Lucy, and a mere twenty-three years old. The person hugging Sarah was taller, darker in color showing his African American roots with his curly afro hair cropped to medium length and slicked down. He wore a tuxedo with long tails and a bow tie and was the height of masculine elegance. He came over and hugged me with the same words. "Thanks for coming." He was the perfect companion and contrast to the blonde next to him. A perfect couple, elegantly attired and waiting to greet their guests. This handsome young man was Letty, previously Sarah's daughter Leticia, and now Lucy's business partner. It was a long story. As Sarah and I were shown to a table with a bottle of chilling champagne, I looked around and saw the result of determination, hard work and creativity. This had all happened within the last five years, difficult tears for Sarah and me. But the result was a successful business, a very happy partnership in business and private and two very beautiful people. I had also found a close friend in Sarah where we shared many things. This was opening night of the club and the culmination of all our hopes and dreams ***\ I don't know how this all started. It was probably five years ago. I was a single woman in my mid-thirties then with a teenage son, He was seventeen turning to eighteen soon, I had done my best to bring up Luke as best I could. I had worked hard in my government job and whilst the pay was not great, it was very stable and paid the bills. We live in a small town not far from the big city, but have no occasion to go out much. Apart from lack of funds, we didn't need much. I had chosen an apartment near a good public school. Luke was an average student and struggled with most subjects. But he worked hard and we were lucky to have a teacher in our apartment block that helped. He passed, but barely. Because he was my only focus, I spent as much time with him as possible. He had few friends at school and seemed to be a loner spending time on his Xbox or browsing the Internet. He also needed the computer for his school work and spent many hours browsing unsupervised. We had cable and watched many movies, sitting on our couch side by side; Luke and I were very close and discussed many things. The only thing he avoided was anything about his father. I had married at the age of eighteen to the boy that made me pregnant. At that time, I didn't know much about life, boys or sex and paid the price. Anyway, a few years after Luke was born, his dad disappeared. He had gone into the army or something and forgot us. It was a struggle but I managed and we built a fair and steady life. Luke and I often watched TV together, either the news or movies. We both loved sitting close on the sofa and watching any movie that appeared. "Mum, what is a transvestite?" Luke asked me one day. We were watching the news and there had been news of a transvestite being beaten up late one night outside a club. "Well, son, these are men who dress as women, or actually also women who dress as men" I really wasn't sure how to explain this subject. It wasn't taboo but I was queasy about discussing sex and other teenage themes with my son. "But why do they do that?" Luke seemed interested in the subject. I looked at him, unsure how to explain this phenomenon. "Well, some men like to dress as women and you see many women wear pants and jackets. So gender barriers are narrowing." I restricted this to dress code only. The discussion stopped but he seemed to have a curiosity he was not comfortable discussing with me. I thought he might find answers on the Internet or in school. I was sure he didn't have any teenage friends with whom he could discuss this. No further questions came. But I discovered an open website discussing transvestite and transgender themes when I was cleaning his room. It seemed the theme was still in his mind. I wasn't certain if I should open the discussion or leave him to ask questions. Not long after that we were watching TV and the Robin Williams film "Mrs. Doubtfire was on. Luke and I watched, laughing at Robin's antics as a cross dressed nanny. "Mum, is Robin Williams a transvestite?" "No, son, I don't think so. He is just playing a role on screen. He will dress normally after the film is shot." The summer was warm and balmy; So Luke spent a lot of time at home. I used my flexi time to be home early. I thought I would take Luke out for a burger and the movies. It was quiet when I got home so I went upstairs. Luke's door was open and I wondered where he was. Had he gone out? He'd be seventeen soon so could take of himself. I was sure he wasn't far as I went to change. I opened the door to my bedroom and got the shock of my life. There was Luke wearing my clothes, in heels and with a lot of makeup on his face. He was admiring himself in the mirror. "Luke," I asked watching him preen, "what's the meaning of this? Why are you dressed like this in my clothes?" Luke looked at me surprised, and just broke down in tears. I rushed to him and hugged him tightly. He was sobbing uncontrollably. "It's ok, baby, it's OK. I am not upset. You just surprised me." I rubbed his back and hugged him. I wanted him to be able to share with me and I thought that any recrimination would lead to other problems. I wanted him to be happy and whilst unusual, there was no harm done. We hugged a while in silence and I was desperately thinking of what I should do. To be honest I didn't understand this. I knew as much as any layperson. But I also knew that gender issues were more in the public eye and that many musicians and other stars dressed in the outfits of the opposite gender. Men also wore makeup in the 70's and I had seen the pictures. It was different to see the pictures and read the stories, but something else to be confronted like this. I guess we were both equally shocked. "Luke," I said quietly, "I don't know the reasons behind this, but I do know that many do it, I am not angry or upset. I was surprised, that's all. Why don't you go wash up and we'll have dinner and talk about it. I was going to take you fora burger and movie. Do you still want to do that?" Luke had stopped to cry and sat on the bed clutching me tightly. He just nodded and said "OK" in a whisper. He released himself and still in heels and dress walked to his room. He was comfortable in my 3" heels as I was, although I had been wearing them for years. I wasn't sure how to move forward but if I didn't support him perhaps he would be driven to hide this and who knew where that would lead. I heard the shower and got myself changed into comfortable jeans. I rearranged the items he had pulled out and closed the lids n the lipsticks and make up he had used. I wondered what had driven him to this. I fully recalled his questions and perhaps I had not responded correctly. Had I promoted this curiosity? Should I feel guilty? Whatever the cause, at his age he was able to think for himself. He would work things out and I needed to support him. Curiosity was natural as he also explored his sexuality. Luke appeared in T shirt and jeans. There were still smudged lines of make up on his face, I called him over and with some cleansing milk wiped off all that I could. He looked fine. "Ready?" I asked. We drove to a large mall that had a large variety of vendors at a food court. Besides shops there was also a film complex and some mid-level restaurants. We walked around the mall and found the food court. Luke chose a burger and I a salad. We found a quiet table and started on the food. Luke was looking at me intently and I guess he was wondering how to start the conversation. He started to take a bite, deep in thought, and staring at me. He was making up his mind about something I think. He continued to eat slowly. "Mum, I'm sorry," he said slowly. "It's OK son," I said, "I want you to be able to talk to me and share everything. I promise I won't be upset, it's more worrying when I don't know and am surprised. But tell me what you were thinking," "I don't know. But I have looked at those transvestites and some of them look so good mum, just like you do." "Well, Luke, thanks I guess, but you do know what these men dress up for... for some it is a role, for others it is fun and other things. They take a lot of time and trouble to look convincing." "I guess, but I think they look great. Do you think I could look like that?" It was a loaded question but he still had that look of innocence. "Yes, Luke they sure look good. If you took the time and the trouble, you would look very good. But are you sure about this? What if your friends saw?" I wasn't sure how to react to this request. "I don't Havre any friends, mum, and I don't care. I want to look like you and be pretty." It was true he had not made many friends and there were nobody of either sex that he hung out with. "What do you have in mind? It is one thing to dress up for fun - like Halloween - something else to dress up and go out. Have you thought about that?" "No mum," Luke shook his head. "I just want to see how I look, Halloween isn't for months yet and I never get invited anyway." He wasn't pretending. It was true; he was getting too old for trick or treating. Many of his school friends held parties but he never wanted to go. I thought that this would change over time. "So do you want to try some of my old stuff? When do you want to try it?" I wasn't sure how to point out the dangerous path he was on, He might be put off or he might like it and end up with many issues. But he appeared determined to try and I didn't want him to hide it from me. "We can try later if you want. We don't have to go to the movies." Luke was looking at me as if to discover any sign of disapproval. I couldn't afford to screw this up. He nodded. "Well, great," I said. "Let's see what we can do". "I'm sorry mum; I don't know what I was thinking." He was looking at his food not at me. He raised his face to see the reaction. "It's OK, son. I told you. It was the surprise. But I understand and you have to experiment and find your own way. We can try some things when we get back as I said." I tried to be calm and collected but was very confused internally. "It's Ok..." Luke began," I'm not..." as a voice interrupted "Hi Luke, how are you?" A tall African American girl, carrying a tray and accompanied by an equally beautiful but older lady around my age, was smiling at Luke. "Hi Letty," Luke answered shyly. "I'm ok. You?" Letty was beaming at Luke and I felt compelled to ask them to join us. "Luke and I are in the same English class, Mrs. Kendall," Letty explained. "Actually, we share several classes." We chatted about school, life in our small community and the lack of things to do for young people. They were very well spoken and Letty was very animated explaining how Luke had helped her out with class work a few times. I knew nothing of this, but was very pleased that he had some friends, and especially female friends. Letty was talking about a variety of subjects and Luke was looking at her with awe. It seemed they were both into video games and I was pleased with this unexpected turn of events. Letty's mother was quiet, just like me, and we let our kids do the talking, well, Letty mainly. The mother was very pleasant and we appeared to have a lot in common: single parents, stable but modestly paid jobs. I liked her. By this time, we were too late to watch the movie. So I said to Luke, "I think we missed the movie, so let's head home." "What movie were you going to?" Letty asked. "Well we were going to see what's playing and decide," I said. "I wanted to see the Mission Impossible movie but mum doesn't want to go. Want to come?" Letty didn't miss a breath. "Luke?" "OK.... When?" he was a little hesitant "How about I pick you up tomorrow around 6? Mum, can I borrow the car?" It seems Letty was not shy and appeared to be in control. Luke had not yet got around to getting his driving license. "Sure, Letty, if it's after work. I have no plans tomorrow evening," her mum replied. We left them talking about the shops in the mall and Luke and I headed home. Luke was silent but there appeared to be a lot on his mind. "Letty is nice," I said. "You have never mentioned her before." "Yeah, she's cool. We help each other with homework and stuff..." "Well, perhaps you should invite her over sometime to chat or watch movies or play games." I was hoping to distract Luke and bring him out of his shell. No dress up games that night. "Yeah, OK," was his non-committal reply. The next day, Letty did arrive on time in her mum's Honda and they set off. I was very pleased that Luke had a friend and that she was female and apparently interested in Luke. Letty was taller than Luke by several inches and had a well-developed body. She had curves with a bulging bosom and she didn't appear to want to hide it. She was outgoing and smart and I hoped Luke could remain good friends with her. Did I mention that she was beautiful? They returned before ten pm and Luke entered the house with a big smile on his face. I was happy to see him so happy. I was very glad that I knew the mother and had a good impression of a close family unit. Luke didn't elaborate on the evening but he seemed happy. He told me that he had invited Letty on Friday evening to play games and even watch a movie on Netflix. I was happy about the evolving situation. It seemed they liked each other and over the next few weeks spend two or three evenings a week in each other's company. No more talk of dressing and I hoped it would fade from his interests. Some days later Luke asked me if he could go to a party with Letty. I asked him what kind of party and he explained that some of the people in his class were getting together at one of the girl's houses. Their parents would order in pizza. I readily agreed. I was glad Luke was being more sociable, I think Letty was a positive influence in his life. She drove over to pick him up and off they went. It wasn't a real date I guess, but I was more comfortable Luke would be paying more attention to being with girls than wanting to be one. By 11.30 I heard the car door slam and Luke came in. I was raging with curiosity but I wanted him to tell me in his own time. I was in bed and would have to wait till morning. After a restless night, I heard Luke moving around and the shower was on. I was making breakfast when Luke came out of his room. He looked cheery. "So, how was it?" I couldn't wait any longer. "What did you guys do?" "Nothing much," he replied in that curt manner of his. "We sat around talking and then we had Pizza and Kristen had a DVD movie." All safe and sound. He seemed still thoughtful whilst eating breakfast. He had something on his mind. "Mum, can I go to a Halloween party next Saturday?" "Sure, honey, but you're a bit old for trick n treating aren't you? Is Letty going with you?" "Yes, we will all be having a party at Tom's house on Jackson St. His father is a banker or something in finance. I think it is a party at the house but we have to dress up." "Really, that is so nice of Tom's parents. So what will your costume be?" I was surprised how that one chance meeting at the mall had changed Luke. He was much more interested in his friends and seemed even enthusiastic. "I don't know, but Letty said she would think of something." Luke didn't seem to care. Letty was in charge and he seemed happy about it. "That's nice," I said. "Do you know what she is planning? Does she need my help? Money?" "I don't know exactly as we talked about some stuff but I can ask her. " That was the end of that conversation. On Tuesday Letty visited us with a small suitcase. I greeted her at the door with a hug. We were very friendly now and I was very grateful to her. "Hi, Mrs. Kendall, is Luke home?" She was beaming. "Yes, he's in his room. Go on in and I'll bring some cookies and sodas in a little while. I hear you're planning for the Halloween party." I saw the medium sized suitcase in her hand. "Yes, I got some things I wanted to try out with Luke. Is that OK?" Letty asked the question but she wasn't waiting for an answer. She was walking toward Luke's room. "Of course," I said. "So, what are you planning?" "Can it be a surprise? We could win a prize for the best costume. We'll be out as soon as we get changed, ok?" It was hard to refuse that enthusiasm and bright smile. I watched TV, really not concentrating on what was going on in there. I heard noises and laughter and I guess they were enjoying themselves. I wasn't sure what was involved but it looked like they were having fun. Quite a while later, the door opened and Letty paraded in. She was dressed in a top hat and long coat with tails. Her figure was covered in a tight corset worn over her blouse that made her breasts even more prominent. She appeared to be bra-less. Her make-up was dramatic on her dark face with bright pink lipstick, lots of mascara on what could only be massive false eyelashes. She had on very high heels, thin stilettos, which made her definitely almost 6 feet tall. I was speechless. She cut a pretty imposing figure "Wow, Letty, you look quite a figure." She looked dramatic and was sure to stand out. I was waiting for my Luke. "Mrs. Kendall, are you ready to meet Luke? He's a little shy but just wait..." She went back into Luke's room and reentered holding someone by the hand. It appeared to be her sister. Dressed in a lace corset over a T shirt, big breasts, heels with patterned stockings and lots of bright makeup. A curly black wig topped the head. "L..L..Luke? "I was speechless. Here was my Luke dressed as a trashy starlet with padding in all the right places, bright lipstick and massive false eyelashes. "Mrs. Kendall, meet my sister from Transylvania and the Rocky Horror Show. Doesn't he look great? I told him not to worry that nobody would recognize him." Letty was bubbling all over with her enthusiasm. I was speechless, but Luke seemed comfortable and was smiling. "Do you like it mum? Do you think we can win?" He was now gushing with pride. "Well, Luke, I didn't recognize you and I am your mum. You look g..good." I didn't want to dampen his enthusiasm. The nightmare I had so dreaded was now happening, with the unwitting help of a friend. I wanted to be supportive, but seeing him like that only brought back the memory of the night I first caught him dressed. "We'll have to do a little better to win the prize but I think we have a good chance, don't you Mrs. Kendall?" Letty was so proud of her achievements. I wasn't sure who had the idea but that would come out in time. "Where do you plan to change?" I asked trying to be helpful. I needed to keep my concerns to myself and not scare either of them. It was Halloween after all. But I had to admit that Luke looked OK and with a little help could actually be mistaken for a girl. He seemed to be OK on heels and seemed to wiggle in the hips. There was more to this than I had imagined. "Is it ok if we change here?" Letty asked. "Luke, now Lucy, would probably like and need your help. Is that OK?" how was I to answer a question like that except with a yes. "Of course you can change here," I said. "Why don't you keep Luke's things here and we can make any adjustments." I smiled at them but if only they could hear the beat of my heart. They went back to Luke's room but Letty came out a few minutes later with her case. "I can change at home," she said. "I'd like to show mum our costumes but let's see what happens on Saturday. Before I could think I blurted out "Why don't you come here with your mum on Saturday and she can see you both. I'll be happy to drive her back. I am assuming you are going to be responsible and not drink and drive. If you do, call me and I'll come for you." "Thanks Mrs. K," Letty said giving me a hug. "We'll see you then. I won't be drinking alcohol" Luke was still dressed and waiting for my reaction. What choice does a mother have except to love her baby? I walked over to him and hugged him tight, neither one said a word. "Are you ok with this?" I asked. "Whose idea was this?" "Mum, I think this is OK. It is Halloween and everybody dresses up. We were watching the Rocky Horror Show that weekend and we liked the way the man dressed as a woman was playing. We thought it would be fun when Kirsten suggested that Letty and I dress like this. Letty grabbed the idea. But I liked it too. Is that wrong?" This was the longest speech that Luke had given in quite a while. I wasn't sure if he was being set up by the girls or if it evolved naturally. However, if he was going to dress like a girl, then Halloween was a good opportunity to try it. Perhaps he would be turned off by the reaction of the others. "Luke, it's not wrong but you understand that this might be a reason for others to make jokes, right? Especially the boys. I want you to do what's right for you but want you to think about it a little. You look great. You know that I love you and will support you in whatever you want, right? I just want you to be aware of the consequences," I went over to him and gave him a tight hug. He was my son, my life, how could I not support him? He hugged me back and it was a great mother-son moment. "I know mum," Luke responded," I know, but Letty and all the people like me now and it is fun, is that wrong?" "I know, but Letty is your friend and supports you like me. But what about the other boys and girls who may not be so supportive?" I was trying to make him aware of the dangers without sounding disapproving. "Why don't you change and have a shower. Scrub that make up off and use cream on your face. Come and say goodnight then." I gave him a pat and was left to my thoughts. Events had conspired to let him experiment and if he wanted to dress, I was going to help him as much as I could. He came to see me in his pjs. He was scrubbed clean but I could see the dark outline of the dark plum lipstick. Faint touches of eyeliner could also be seen but it was ok. He hugged and said "thanks mum," and went to bed. I had a restless night struggling with my feelings. I realized that Luke was happy to be dressing like that but I was the one with the hang- up. I would need to accept him if I wanted to keep the close relationship. The next day I tried to get a sense of Luke's outfit. The corset was a little frayed at the corners but wouldn't be noticed much. I wondered where Letty had gotten it. The bra part was large and empty and I would need to pad it out. The fishnet stockings and heels were ok. The only missing item appeared to be panties, but that alone would not hide Luke's boy parts. I had an idea but needed him or his sizes. I would need to do some shopping. When he came home from school he seemed in a good mood. I took his measurements. "So what about panties?" I asked him. "How were you planning to hide your bits?" "I asked Letty and she said she'd find something. I can wear some underpants, I guess." Luke seemed relaxed about it. "I don't think that would look good. I'll get you something," I said and left the house. I wanted him to be the best girl he could be. I still had over an hour before the malls would close. I entered the mall and found the mass merchants that I wanted. I got the things I was looking for also some other bits and pieces I thought Luke would need to dress the part. A 3-pack of panties and also some regular hose. I was still racked by guilt that I was helping him adopt the lifestyle. On the other hand I thought that by ignoring this side of Luke, I would drive him away to others who had no such limitations. Letty and his new friends did not appear to have a problem with his dressing or crossing the gender line. Perhaps I was young in age but too old in my mind and limited by experience. All I wanted was for him to be happy. This year Halloween was on the Friday. I left work a little earlier as I wanted to help Luke get ready. He was in his room playing on his computer. "Hi baby, ready for your first party?" I gave him a hug from behind as he sat at the computer. "Yeah," said. "Letty and her mum will be here by 7.00 and the party starts around 8.00." "That only gives a couple of hours so why don't you go take a shower?" I felt his face. It was smooth. I knew he didn't have to shave often. "Just come back with the towel wrapped around your waist. I'll get your things ready." I laid out his things on the bed and also the items I had purchased. Some of the makeup items I added to Letty's collection on the dresser. I inspected his young body. There was no hair on his upper body. "Ok, let's try this. Ready?" Luke nodded. I wrapped the black bra around him and tightened the straps. It fit fine but needed padding. I had purchased a large bag of cotton wool and now used this to pad out the cups. The cups filled out bigger than normal, probably a 'B' cup. The bra looked large on his thin frame. "Ok, now step into this one leg at a time." I held out the panties, also in black, from behind him. The towel was still stretched around him. I pulled up the panties as high as it would go and un-wrapped the towel. Luke turned around. My boy was slowly becoming a girl. The black bra and panties were a stark contrast to his pale body color. The only thing out of place was the bulge in his panties. It was a sizeable lump. "Hm, Luke," I said, "that bulge won't do." It appeared to be growing. I had never discussed sex education with Luke expecting his school to do what I could not or would not. "You can't go around with that poking out. Letty will be here soon so seeing what you can do." I pointed him in the direction of our bathroom. I was embarrassed but I didn't know how to help him. He came back a few minutes with the same stiffie. He was tense, I guess "Let's see now," I began and pulled down his panties. I had hardly tugged on his panties when he erupted into the panties, a dazed look on his face, eyes closed. "Oh baby, better go and clean up quickly. Put the soiled panty in the dirty clothes bin." I was glad to past this point. He returned quietly. I gave him another set of panties and was grateful for the 3-pack. He drew them up tightly and it appeared flat in front. He had hardly any hair on his legs but I thought that wearing a regular pair on panty hose under those fishnets would be better. After he had both pairs on I thought it looked better. I had bought him a pale beige chemise to go under corset. That didn't look too good over the bra. So we undid the bra and removed the chemise. Then I re-stripped the bra filling it out with the cotton wool, tightly packed. I had to make sure the edges were flat against his chest so as not to let the wool peek out. The bra looked quite big on his slender frame but this was the look he and Letty wanted. During my shopping trip is had seen some black hot pants. I had his measurements so guessed his size quite well. As is did up the button I was quite pleased at my choice. It covered the panties and fit snugly over the pantyhose. The shoes came next. He slipped them on easily and seemed to walk very comfortably in them. I didn't ask any questions as much as they were on my mind. The wiggle appeared to come naturally too. As he stood comfortably on his heels I positioned the corset at his waist and pulled the laces tight. They fit under the bra well and gave him a slim shape accentuating the bust. "Sit Luke and we'll try the makeup." I pointed to the computer chair. "Mum, Letty calls me Lucy when I am dressed," Luke said without guile. "Ok, Luk.,.Lucy, sit." I wondered how often they had done this. It could have only happened at Letty's house and they hadn't met that often. Another question in my mind. I did not personally use a lot of makeup but had experimented with it. I knew his skin tone so applied foundation over his face and neck. I knew it needed to be heavy but did not want to make him look trashy. I had checked out some pictures on the Internet. He wasn't trying to pass but it still had to look good. I had a momentary lapse as to what kind of mother was I to help my son look like a girl. This was what he wanted and I'd rather help than be the obstacle. I applied a dark grey shadow to his lids and outlined his eyes with heavy liquid liner. I had to struggle to keep my hands steady. But I managed. I darkened his eyebrows and extended them a little. I pasted on the large false eyelashes and ensured they were firmly in place. More mascara and he looked up at me so gratefully that is had to stop and give him a tight hug in silence. I rouged his cheeks heavily. I then outlined his lips in an exaggerated cupids bow. Instead of the dark plum I used a deep crimson. Several coats and equal layers of gloss later, I felt he was ready. "Don't look yet please, stay there whilst I brush....," is started to say when is heard the doorbell. Must be Letty. "Don't peek baby I'll be right back." I opened the door. Letty and her mum entered. Letty was wearing a long coat and high heels. She hadn't any makeup on. Her mum was smiling and I asked them in. "Luke, sorry Lucy, is almost ready. Why don't you take Luke's room to get ready? He'll be ready soon. Hi", I said to his mum, "I am Jenny." "I remember from the mall, I am Sarah." She said with a big smile. She was tall and slim with beautiful features. "We won't be long," she said. Letty and her mum went into his room. When I returned I saw Luke's painted face. He would make a great girl under different circumstances. Today he was a parody but nonetheless he was proud of his looks. "Did you look?" I asked with a smile. I wondered if he could resist the temptation. "Nno," he said hesitantly. He was dying to see how he looked but I guessed he waited. He looked up at me with those massive lashes, and his bright lips broke into a smile. I brushed out the wig and pulled it over his head. He sat still. It was startling to see the transformation. I tugged it into place. It would do for this occasion. From my purchased collection I clipped on some long, sparkling clip on earrings. They jingled as he moved his head. "Baby Monday is a school day so I didn't know if you wanted me to paint your nails or add false nails. The color I had chosen was dark plum. "I don't mind mum. Whatever you think." He said it innocently trusting me. It was what I wanted although I still had serious doubts about his idea to dress. "Ok, let's paint them. The press ons are longer and may fall off." I took his hands and began applying the nail color. "Keep your fingers apart till they dry." I inspected his face and touched up a few spots. He looked great but he would never look bad in my eyes. We were done so I helped him up. "Ready to see how you look?" I had kept the closet door open so he couldn't peek. I saw him look at the mirror with admiration. I noticed that he touched his breasts with both hands admiring the protuberances. "Well, is this what you imagined?" As usual Luke was sparse with his words but the look on his face said more than any words he would use. He turned to me still quite confident on the heels. He took the few steps to me and hugged me tightly for a long moment. "Thanks," he whispered and kissed me on the cheek. I had tears in my eyes as he continued his tight embrace. "Now don't spoil your makeup and have a great time," I whispered into his ear. "I do love you Luke and Lucy so enjoy and we'll talk tomorrow. I have a small shoulder purse and have put in some cosmetics, tissues and some money." I hugged him tight and let him go. "Let's go see how Letty is doing." I took his hand and led him into the living room. Letty and her mum were not there. Lucy was stroking her outfit and smiling. Whilst I have no real experience with makeup like this, I think I did a competent job. Letty came out with her mum and shrieked "Wow," and rushed over and gave him a huge hug. Her mum and I looked as they complimented each other. "Lucy you look fabulous. We ARE going to win the prize." Letty rushed over and crushed Lucy. Letty was a little more daring exposing her large bosom. Her makeup was dramatic to contrast with darker skin. They both had equal length eyelashes and contrasted nicely with each other. Letty's mum had a small camera and was taking many pictures. I took some with my iPhone. "Guys, I am happy to drop you guys off and pick you up. You are both underage to drink." Letty's mum nodded in agreement. "I agree. Letty calls us when you are ready and we'll drive over. You both have lots of fun and we'll be there at midnight. If you want to call earlier, no problem. Let's go." Letty and Lucy had their purses, linked arms and stepped out into the foyer. Their attire didn't bother them one bit. And they chattered incessantly who was going to be there and in what costume. They had no doubt who would be the winners. We admonished against getting into trouble. Letty assured us she would take good care of Lucy, I believed it. We dropped them at the front hate and watched our "babies" knock. Someone opened the door and we heard shrieks of laughter. They were greeted by big hugs and we drove away. "I never had so much fun at Halloween" I said to Letty's mum. "I'm so glad Luke has such a good friend in Letty. He never spoke about her before." "Yes, neither did she. They appear to enjoy each other's company." "How about a quiet Italian dinner?" I asked wanting to get to know this person better. "Sounds good," she said and I drove us there in silence. We found a quiet table and ordered a half bottle of wine. We talked about our lives, the breakup of marriages and of course our children. Sandra and Letty had only been in that area a few months but had soon found friends. Letty was very outgoing and even somewhat tomboyish. She was a great personality and had a lot of people hanging around her. She had a soft spot for Luke and liked hanging out with him. We talked about a range of subjects and I found myself warming up to Sarah. I could use a good friend. "Letty is quite forceful," Sarah said. "I was surprised when she persuaded Luke to dress like that. But I can see that Luke is enjoying it. I hope you don't mind." "Well, I am surprised too. I can see he likes it too. He seems quite appreciative but am concerned his friends might mock him." I was glad to have the subject in the open. "Don't worry. Letty won't let him come to any harm. She likes him a lot. Besides, it is Halloween and it seems that gender lines are moving. Look at the movies and rock stars. Let Luke develop at his own pace." She patted my hand to assure me all was well. "True," I said. "I am not sure there's anything wrong with it. I never expected him to want to dress up. But as he told me he likes the feel of the clothes and makeup." "Don't worry," Sarah said. "If he feels uncomfortable, he would stop doing it. In reality there is no way to force him to take a decision which he might resent. Our kids are all we have and we need to support them." I knew the truth of that. We talked more and returned to our apartment. We watched some TV and headed out to pick up our kids. They were ready and jumped in full if smiles and comments. They had won the 1st prize - a $25 coupon for pizza. They obviously had enjoyed themselves. I observed Lucy in the rear mirror. Her eyes were shining and she was smiling. I believe they were holding hands too. Letty was full of Lucy's praises and how everybody admired her. I dropped them off at their car and they promised to meet up tomorrow. I saw Letty plant a big kiss on Lucy's lips as she jumped out of the car. We waved goodbye and I grabbed Lucy's arm as we rode up the elevator. He certainly seemed very steady on heels. "Mum, it was fantastic." Lucy was gushing looking up at me with those shiny red lips and massive eyelashes. "Everybody liked me and I made a lot of friends. The girls and Letty have invited me to hang out with them at the mall tomorrow. Letty said she would bring some stuff for me." "So you mean you are going to dress up tomorrow? Is that what you want? Don't let anyone push you into anything." I felt my heart pounding. Luke seemed to have friends who wanted him to dress. He seemed so keen that I couldn't find the words to spoil it for him. "No, mum, I enjoy dressing and love to be with my friends." It all seemed such innocent fun. "Ok, make sure you take off your lashes and use that makeup remover I bought. Scrub your face clean and go to bed. I'm glad you had a good time." I saw him disappear into the bathroom on his heels and would have sworn there was a feminine wiggle to his gait. It was late and a lazy Sunday beckoned. Luke didn't stir till 11.30 or so. He appeared in T-shirt and shorts for breakfast. He talked about all the crazy costumes and how Letty and he won the first prize. I notice he still had the nail varnish on but didn't mention anything. We had our cereal at a leisurely pace. I saw him stare at his colored fingertips. "When is Letty coming by?" I asked casually. "Probably around 2," Luke answered absent mindedly. I didn't mention the dress up. Sure enough Letty arrived around 2 with a small case. Luke got a big hug and a kiss on the lips. He didn't appear worried about kissing Letty in front of me. She gave me a big hug too and mentioned what a great time they had had the previous night. She repeated how many of their friends liked their costumes and Lucy was a big hit with everybody. They disappeared into Luke's room. I heard laughter and let them alone. Sometime later they appeared. Lucy was now in a short black skirt, pink blouse and appeared to have quite a big bosom. Just eyeliner and bright lipstick adorned her face. Pair of open toed wedge sandals was on his feet. He wore the same wig as yesterday. I marveled that Lucy looked like any seventeen year old girl. I was even more surprised that Letty didn't mind his dress and even promoted it. I am not sure how I would have dealt with a boyfriend that liked to dress as a girl. They left arm in arm like any two girlfriends. Lucy seemed quite comfortable in the heeled sandals. I tidied up and watched TV. They came back around 6 pm talking animatedly. They obviously had enjoyed themselves. They disappeared into Luke's room to play computer games. It was quiet in there and I wondered about dinner. Perhaps I could order pizza or go get some burgers. I knocked on the door and asked. They thought burgers and fries. There was no delivery here and I would need to go out. It wasn't far. I got the burgers and drove back. The apartment was quiet. I arranged the burgers on plates and knocked softly on Luke's door. No answer. I knocked again and slowly opened the door. Perhaps they were immersed in a game. I saw Luke / Lucy on his knees, his face buried in Letty's crotch. I saw his head bob. Neither saw me. They were both in another world. I slowly closed the door. Shock, surprise, even horror as I pictured them in this intimate position. Of course I knew what they were doing. Doug, my then boyfriend and future husband, had forced me into oral when I was around the same age. I was a naive simple girl with no idea of sexual activity. I clung to the old notions of kissing and the ultimate act. I had no idea that you could use your mouth to give pleasure. I didn't know any better except that when I refused him penetration, Doug wanted me to perform oral on him in his truck. I had no idea of this type of activity till he pushed my head down choking me on his cock and forcing me to swallow his juice. I did it regularly after that of course just to please him. I hated it but I had to keep my man. He hardly reciprocated. I did not enjoy it then and now seventeen years later I accepted that this form of sex was quite normal. But that was another part of my life. Seeing Lucy like that on her knees reminded me of what I had done. Except Luke was playing the girl now and pleasuring another girl. I closed the door and went back to TV, but my mind was not on the program. It was some time later they joined me in the living room. I noticed Lucy had fresh lipstick. They talked about things normally whilst my mind was on what I had seen earlier. I was reminded that I had been through the same thing at the same age. I wondered if Letty did the same for Luke. I hoped so. Life returned to normal for some weeks after Halloween. Letty and Luke did meet but no other signs of dressing. I did find a dildo in Luke's sock drawer with lipstick marks. I hoped they were Letty's lipstick marks but I knew in my heart that the lipstick color was Lucy's. I had no idea where he had got this and if Letty was involved. I tried to block the images from my mind but was quite sure it was Lucy. I had no idea of what was going on and had nobody to talk to. Perhaps Sarah would be a help but how to approach her? It was complicated but I had to understand more. It was leading up to the holidays. I knew that there was talk of another party at Kristen's house. I invited Sarah for dinner and offered to cook. She accepted gladly. I remained silent but very curious about the party. Letty would drop her mum off and pick up Luke. The day of the party I was busy with shopping and making dinner. Luke was in his room playing computer games. I then heard the shower go. All was well, I thought. "Mum, "Luke called out. "Can you help me?" He was trying to pull a dress over his head and the bra underneath was all twisted. I was surprised. He hadn't said anything before and neither had I seen the dress before. I removed the dress, adjusted his bra and noticed he was wearing panties. I adjusted the padding in the bra trying to act as if this normal. I pulled the dress over his head and it hugged his shape giving prominence to the large bust. "Where did you get the dress?" I asked casually. "Kirsten thought I would look good in it. She was right. It's nice isn't it?" He was asking so normally I had difficulty not to break down. "It's beautiful, baby," I said. It did look good on him. "Take good care of it so we can return it in one piece." "Don't worry, mum. Kirsten said I can keep the dress." Luke was smoothing the dress and admiring his curves. "I didn't know you were dressing today?" I tried to sound normal. "Well, it's a party and everybody will be dressed nicely. Everybody thought this dress would suit me. And it does. Don't you like it?" Luke looked at me. "Yes, it does look good but don't you want to wear some nice boy things?" I wanted to remind him if his true gender. "Don't the others boys think your dressing like a girl is funny?" "No, mum, even the boys like it when I dress like this. The girls too. Why can't I dress like this? All my friends seem to like it too and don't care. Letty likes it too." "Sorry, Luke, I am still trying to get used to see you dressed like this." I hugged him tight. "I love you however you dress. You know that, right?" "I'm Lucy tonight mum. And nobody thinks it's strange when I dress like this. I think they all prefer me like this. I like it too. I feel good." We hugged a moment longer and I let him finish up. He came out with makeup, quite well done and a purse. He had brushed the wig and I could see steady lines around his eyes. His lashes appeared to have heavy coats of mascara. His eyeshadow was subtle with darkened brows. He wore his hallmark fire engine red lipstick. He had painted a beautiful Cupid's bow mouth. He did look like a beautiful girl. Where had he learned all of this and from whom? Which parent wouldn't be proud of such a daughter? Except Luke was a boy. Letty and her mum turned up. They greeted us warmly and I saw Letty kiss Lucy on the mouth lightly. "Beautiful," was all Letty said as they left arm in arm. Sarah and I shared some wine and we chatted about things in our life and work. We had a second glass and I served the Lasagna. It was perfect and we were both beginning to enjoy each other's company. I served the chocolate mousse and the mood was set. "Sarah, I need to talk to someone," I said. "Of course, Hun. What is it?" Sarah was concerned now. "It's Luke. I am so happy he has a true friend in Letty and they seem to be very close. It's just that his dressing up worries me. Even his friends - male and female - seem to encourage this. Ever since Doug, my ex, left there has not been a man in my or our life. What am I doing wrong?" I was almost in tears. Sarah came over and hugged me silently. "Oh, Hun, I understand. But it seems that life is so different nowadays. Yes, I can see that Luke is different. Letty loves him and is very protective of him. She has taken some of my stuff for them to dress. I don't mind at all. And truly he looks great as a girl. He may just be going through a phase and will grow out of it." "I hope so but he even mentioned that the boys liked him as Lucy." "Well, which boy wouldn't like a girlfriend like Lucy? Don't worry, Hun, even the boys know Luke's true gender. It seems like they have a close circle of boys and girls. In any case, it seems Luke or Lucy likes dressing, has friends and is very close to Letty. Have you noticed how they greet each other? I don't know how far they have developed but they are seventeen now. I was dating seriously - and having sex - at that age." I nodded. "I know. I was the same age when I had a regular boyfriend and...." I left the intimacy unsaid. "I know, Hun, I think it is quite normal nowadays. And even though Luke likes to dress, I think he and Letty are very close. I know Letty is quite knowledgeable and we have talked openly about protection, disease etc." Sarah didn't complete the sentence. I could imagine what she meant. I nodded. "I really have not talked about that stuff to Luke," I said. "I don't know how to even start the conversation." "Well they have sex-ed in school, and I am sure they talk amongst themselves." Sarah seemed not to worry too much. I remembered that my parents too never mentioned sex to me. I learned all I know from Doug and that wasn't much. Except for a brief fling some years ago, that part of me had not seen any action. I was content. I had Luke. "I feel guilty about Luke. I wish I could explain these things...you know...I found a dildo hidden in his drawer. It kind of shocked me." There I said it "A dildo? What color was it if I may ask?" Sarah was curious. "It was flesh colored...and I think I saw lipstick marks the color Lucy uses..." I was embarrassed. "You don't have to be shy," Sarah said softly. "I think that's mine. I was looking for it recently." Sarah looked at me with a smile. "I do miss it. It's not the same as the real thing, but it is innocent and safe enough." Sarah was quite matter of fact. I wish I didn't have such hang ups. "I'll talk to Letty. I didn't think she should have taken it. She knows I have it. May be Letty and Lucy were playing....." "Do you think Letty was teaching him...?" I couldn't explain it. "I have no idea," Sarah interrupted. "It's possible Letty was showing Lucy how girls please their men.....She knows about oral sex. We have discussed it." "But that means Lucy might be tempted to...,you know, try the real thing." I was horrified at what that meant. "Now, let's not jump to conclusions. Didn't you try things out at seventeen? May be they are experimenting. I would know if Letty and Lucy were fooling around with other boys and girls. I think Letty would talk to me. Besides, Letty and Lucy may be fooling around but I don't think others are involved." I knew I was not very experienced at seventeen and not much wiser now. But Luke was my life and I wanted him to be happy. I could see he was happier now with more friends except his dress style was something I wasn't comfortable with. Letty had certainly brought him out of his shell. "I guess. This is all so new to me." I really was confused for Luke and also myself. The root was that perhaps Luke liked boys more than girls. Yet, Letty was his only true friend - boy or girl. And there was no doubt Letty was all girl. Maybe Luke wanted to be like Letty. "Hey, stop worrying. Things are different than when we were seventeen. Give Luke a Chance to be who he wants. I am sure things will be fine. Relax." Sarah was trying to quieten me. In some ways she was right. I couldn't force Luke to be like I wanted. He needed to be himself. I had to leave it at that. Letty and Lucy returned as arranged. They obviously had a great time. Luke was laughing and seemed so happy I wondered at my misgivings. Letty kissed him on the mouth in front of us and left with Sarah. Lucy looked radiant. "Did you have a good time, honey?" I asked quietly. "Great mum. I really had a good time. We were all dancing and the music was fantastic." I am not sure what else I expected him to say. The weeks passed and one day I received a call from Sarah. She had spoken to Letty. Yes she had taken Sarah's plastic piece. They were fooling around and Letty was showing Lucy how girls used their mouths. Of course Lucy had tried it but there didn't appear to be any interaction with other boys. Letty and Lucy had not had full sex but had tried oral a few times. I was pleased that it was only Letty involved but was still concerned at Luke's direction. I couldn't be as casual as Sarah. The weeks went by and it was coming up to Letty's 18th birthday. She was some months older than Luke. She didn't want any big party but would be a celebration with her closest friends. Since her birthday fell on a weekday, she wanted two celebrations. One with the four us on the day, she, her mother, Luke and I and then another party at the weekend for her closest friends. So Luke was a very special friend and I was glad he had found Letty or vice versa. We decided to dine at a very nice Italian restaurant that Letty liked. She had invited Luke to spend the afternoon with her. I thought they might want some private time together and I was getting used to the idea that they were an item. I was secretly hoping that Luke's hormones would kick in and overwhelm his other interests. Letty was a terrific, sexy and somewhat mature girl and I was glad she had taken to Luke. I gave Luke money to buy Letty a nice present. He didn't know what she wanted but would get her something as they walked the mall. I didn't see Luke on Wednesday as he had arranged to meet Letty at school. They both finished class around 1 pm on Wednesdays. Dinner was scheduled for 7 pm. I got back from work around 5 pm and got ready. Luke wasn't back yet. I knew his casual style and it wouldn't take long for him to change. At around 5.30 pm Sarah called. Could I pick her up as Letty and Luke were still at the mall and would come there directly? I agreed of course. Letty and Luke didn't care about dress codes. Anyway it was Letty's party. I picked Sarah up and drive to the restaurant. I got lucky with parking and we were at our table on time. The kids weren't there yet. We ordered drinks and sipped slowly talking about general things. Sarah didn't seem worried. Kids don't care for time. There was a small commotion at the entrance as two gorgeous models entered the dining area. Heads turned at their entrance. I wasn't surprised at the commotion as the two girls were stunners and they were walking to our table. Oh my God. It was Letty and Luke or Lucy. They both had really short mini-dresses in contrasting colors, high heels and with very dramatic makeup. The darker Letty contrasted with the fairer Lucy. Large matching earrings hung down and it looked like Lucy had had her ears pierced. Her bosom too stood out proudly just like Letty's. I stared in silent shock. I had seen Lucy before in a dress but this was so well done that I would not have recognized her as my own son. Letty was bubbling. "Hey mum, Jenny, how do you like our makeovers?" Sarah and I sat there mouths open looking at these two models. "Wow," we both said in unison. I stared at Lucy. She looked fabulous but she was also my son in drag. "Mum, the new studio called Glam in the mall was doing demos and they made us up and gave us these clothes. Don't we look beautiful? Look at us we look like models. Letty thought that that we would look great with matching makeovers." "Yes, but didn't you have to pay? All this can't be for free." Sarah was right, this can't have been free. Letty was clear: "No mum everything was cheap as it was their opening day. We spent less than $ 100 for both of us. . They just wanted our pictures for their makeover album. Isn't it great? I can't believe how beautiful my Lucy looks. Let's eat. We're hungry." They both sat down totally oblivious to the stares we were getting. Two beautiful models that were the attention of the whole restaurant sitting down with their dowdy, plain looking mothers. In spite of my shock I stared at my Luke. He was gorgeous. His face was that of a model. Thin eyebrows tapering high, large heavy lashes, the most exquisite set of cupid bow lips, Lucy was a doll. His earrings dangled as he shook his head. Her hair had been set with lots of gel and swept back with a part standing tall. I stared at his prominent bust. There didn't appear to be a bra supporting those large mounds. The sequin studded black dress hugged his narrow frame. His fingers sported bright red nails matching the color of his lips. I couldn't believe that this was my Luke. Any mother would be proud to have a daughter like Lucy. But I knew that underneath all that powder and paint, beautiful as she appeared, was my son. Letty looked equally beautiful. Her face was made up with delicate gold and silver, her lips were full and dark red and the white mini-dress showed off a very prominent bosom. "We can order but then we want every detail. Letty, I don't want to spoil your birthday but I am surprised and don't want any stories. Ok? I need to know where those photos will be shown and what pictures they took," Sarah was speaking for me too. All I could do was stare at Lucy. I couldn't call that vision by his male name. How would he explain his thin eyebrows at school? "I can't believe they did all of this for free and gave you outfits too." Sarah had similar thoughts running through her mind and I knew she realized Letty had instigated this. We ordered our meals. The girls ordered some appetizers and diet drinks. We sat there expectantly. Letty began: "Mum, it's no big deal. We were in that new mall in Springfield and they were just opening a new store for photoshoots, called Glam They invited us to take a look and get some pics done. They had makeup artists and also a small collection of clothes. They said we could get a makeover if we would allow them to put our before and after shots in their album. We only paid for the earrings for Lucy and some accessories. So we took the chance and look at us now. I feel great." Letty described this as an almost everyday event. But it wasn't. "Lucy, are you happy with this? Did Letty force you into this? The truth please." Sarah was staring directly at Luke. I just sat there mouth open in disbelief. "No, no she didn't." Lucy was quite sincere. "You know I like to dress and when they said they could transform me, I jumped at the chance. Don't I look good? The photographer even wanted a date with me." Lucy looked at us as if to convince us that she looked every inch the female diva. "Did you agree?" I asked quietly finding my voice. "Mum! Of course not. I am not like that. I only want to date Letty." He was answering me but looking at Letty. I think they were holding hands under the table. "Letty, do you prefer Lucy dressed like this or as Luke? Sorry but I am confused." I had to know. Sarah patted my hand in support. "Mrs. K, Jenny, I like Lucy and also Luke. I like when she is dressed. She's beautiful don't you think? Who wouldn't want to be with her? I want to be with Lucy or Luke. I don't care, I like them both. Sometimes I prefer Lucy like now. We are the center of attention." Letty leant over and kissed Lucy lightly on the lips. "I can't say I understand all of this. But I am glad that I see a happy Luke and Letty. That is all I want." I was relieved that it was boy girl relationship even if the boy looked like a beautiful girl. . "Letty, get me the phone number of that store. I will call them in the morning." Sarah said," You can keep the clothes if no strings are attached but I don't want both your pics on advertising material and the Internet. Clear?" Letty nodded, "Yes mum." Dinner continued with normal chatter. I could not keep my eyes away from Lucy, so beautiful, poised and a picture of femininity. The meal ended well in spite of the initial shock. Sarah and I looked positively plain accompanying two beautiful girls. But I was happy that I had a great son and even an occasional daughter. I had to take some photos and we took several of us all individually and together at the entrance. The Ma?tre D was pleased to take a group photo. Letty drove with Lucy and Sarah and I drove back to our apartment. "I didn't expect that," I said in all candor. "They looked beautiful but Lucy has me worried." "Don't worry, Jen," Sarah replied. "It seems Letty too is changing and I am not sure what's happening. But, the good news is that they are happy and seem absorbed in each other only. I like Luke and think he is a great companion to Letty." They left our apartment block and Lucy and I went back to the apartment arm in arm. My thoughts were split: I had clear ideas about the normal nature of Lucy and Letty's relationship. But this was more confusing as Letty appeared to like Luke in dresses and looking beautiful. I knew Letty had not started this but it seemed Letty really liked Lucy and Luke equally. I didn't know how to handle it. I asked Lucy about her breasts and she removed her dress carefully and showed me two pert breasts. It seems they were made of foam and tucked neatly into a demi-bra and gave the impression of realistic breasts. That Saturday Lucy wore the same dress to Letty's party. Letty had come over and they had gone for a coffee. Luke came back with a small bag. How he managed with painted nails in the coffee shop, I didn't know. Lucy looked gorgeous even without the professional makeover. For a moment I thought she must have had instant breast implants. But I learned they were glue on breast forms which needed a solvent to remove. They looked amazingly real on Lucy's small frame. Apparently a friend of Letty's in the store she worked on Saturdays had provided these forms. They were more realistic than the ones provided by that store. That was the reason Letty had come over earlier. She had glued the breasts on by herself and went braless. Her makeup was great. She had got the gel and I helped with the hair. It wasn't perfect but she looked hot. Of course Letty picked her up, dressed as she had on her birthday. They really made a curious and fabulous contrast to each other. They returned by 11.30 and I could see that Lucy had been crying. Letty had her arms protectively around Lucy. Black streaks ran down her face, a mixture of tears and mascara. I was alarmed the moment I saw them. I ran to Lucy. "What happened? Are you ok?" I had never seen Lucy so down when dressed. "Yes, she's ok," Letty said. "One of the boys was trying to take advantage of Lucy. I got there in time. I don't think he will be trying anything on any girl." "Don't hold back. I want to know what happened." I wasn't sure what had transpired. "Well, I went to get us both some soda. Lucy had some people around her. There was a line so it took a few minutes. When I came back Lucy was gone. Kristen said that Tom had pushed her outside. I went to the balcony and found Tom trying to.... well force himself on Lucy into her mouth. I pulled him off and kicked him in his crotch so hard he was crying in pain." Letty took a deep breath and continued, "nothing happened I swear. He was trying to.. you know, make Lucy do something with her mouth. It was only seconds though and he will remember not to do it again. I am really sorry. I would never let anything happen to Lucy." "Lucy, are you ok?" I held his hand and looked at him. Her lipstick was a little smeared but seemed fine otherwise. "Yes mum, I am ok. Letty helped me and Tom was crying after she kicked him there. "A small smile appeared. "Boys can be pigs and you need to know what they want. I am sorry it scared you, babe, but I am so happy Letty took care of you." I turned to Letty and hugged her. Her arm was still around Lucy. I didn't want to make a scene. But I wasn't sure if Tom knew Lucy's true gender or not. As if reading my mind Letty said "Tom doesn't know about Lucy. He is a friend of Gina's who crashed our party. Lucy was a hit and he thought he would try. Too bad for him. I don't think he wants to hear that a girl kicked him in the balls so he'll be quiet. Sorry..." My mind went back to that moment long ago when Doug had forced his cock into my mouth. At least it seemed that it was fleeting for Lucy and she was OK. I had been forced to endure his thrusts for many minutes and swallow his juice. Perhaps it would scare Lu