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Yankee Swap, Chapter 19: Triumph and Tragedy
Connie lived to dance. She knew something was bothering Kim and was
frustrated not knowing what it was. She knew Ken was a very private
person - Cheree had said as much over the years - but Ken seemed an
extrovert compared to Kim. Connie found it hard to even get time to
spend with her, and that left no room to get down to what was going on.
Of course it could just be the reaction of dressing as a woman for over
a week now, but she sensed it was something else. But on top of that she
knew that this dance was more than a social event. Bruce had confided
that it was the first event in the competition. She was sworn to
secrecy, and couldn't tell Kim to practice, so she had practiced by
herself. She was going to help Kim win! And if she didn't, well, she
would have as much fun as possible, because Connie lived to dance!
They started with a lively pop classic, but then went into a waltz.
Connie firmly led Kim into the basic step sequence just as some of the
couples were about to sit down. But Bruce grabbed the microphone and
announced the event. "Oh no, contestants, there will be no sitting this
one out. Welcome to your first competition! Judges will be watching, so
give it your best. No rest until a judge taps you to sit down. The last
one dancing wins!"
Fortunately Kim knew the basics of the waltz and with Connie leading
they were doing well. Kim saw Stacy and Kelly wandering the floor, so
they must be judges. Kelly looked to be heading for Kim but Stacy
appeared to head her of and whisper something in her ear. Connie was
pushing her into some more advanced steps, so it was all she could think
about to keep up. She lost track of anything except her moves. After two
waltzes, they moved on to swing. Now Kim was in her element. Cheree had
loved to dance, and swing was the only style the two of them could seem
to do together. She always said Kim added an extra hop that put it over
the top and affected the rhythm, but then they had discovered the Lindy
hop. The renaissance of the old swing classic was what Kim needed - her
extra hop fit right in. She and Connie were killing it for three quick
songs. At one point, some of the contestants even gave them a quick
round of applause after a particularly good spin. Time seemed to fly by,
and Kim wasn't concerned about the competition or the fate of any of the
other contestants, just experiencing the joy of the dance. But all good
things must end, and it seemed that the judges needed to weed out the
crowd so it was on to Samba.
"Really?" Connie asked out loud as the music started. "Are they trying
to break every ankle in the building?" Less than two minutes later they
got the tap to sit down.
Kim looked around and did not see Stacy or Kelly. They must have left to
wait for contestants to pick out their gowns.
"I will need to go get a gown soon," Kim said.
"Oh, you should have something to drink first and catch your breath.
That was a lot of fun, wasn't it? You are really a very good dancer."
"I'm better when I don't have to lead!" she said which made them both
laugh. "But really, thank you Connie - you are a good friend."
"Well I was hoping to be a better friend - to help you place better than
this. It looks like we may make the top third of the contestants though.
Only two of the contestants made it through the Samba. Now they are
using the foxtrot to determine a champion!" She paused for a second and
continued. "Also, I hope I am good enough of a friend to know something
is bothering you." She looked at Kim. "Care to talk about it at all? I
can see this week has not been easy on you."
Kim froze, and then realized what she had done and forced herself to
relax and breathe. No point in denying it now, she thought, but wasn't
ready to talk, so she said, "Well that's all behind me now, so I'd
rather not dwell on it this weekend, OK?"
"Sure, but I'm here for you if you change your mind, OK?"
"OK, but now I think I really need to get a gown. But I want it to be a
surprise, so can you wait here?"
Connie looked a little hurt - she knew Kim was ditching her yet again -
but said "Sure - hurry back, OK?"
So off Kim went to find a gown, and Kelly. This time she got good
directions and easily found the conference room Stacy was camped out in.
She was really looking forward to this. She didn't have Connie in tow so
she could properly greet Kelly and find out how she has been, and maybe
arrange for some together time over the weekend.
"Well look who's here!" Stacy said as Kim walked in.
"Hi Stacy," Kim said, giving her a big hug, "it's so good to see you. Hi
Kelly." Kelly was helping another contestant with a gown and gave a
small wave from the back of the room." Kim really wanted to talk to her,
but it looked like her timing was bad again.
"So what are you looking for in a gown?" Stacy said with a sly little
smile.
"Oh, any old gauzy pale green chiffon dress with a bias cut hem that I
may or may not have worn to a spectacular New Year's Eve party in the
past."
"I think I have just the thing!" Stacy pulled out the dress. It was even
more beautiful than she remembered. "But I think you're going to need a
little help in the waist department to get this on - remember we had you
in a corset the last time you wore it. So off into this little space
they call a dressing room and we will get some more shape in that
hourglass!"
Stacy tightened and pulled and prodded and Kim tried to keep breathing
but finally her waist was reduced by a good 5 to 6 inches, and the dress
slipped easily on. The effect would have left her breathless in any
case, but had a good reason to now. The dress was stunning when she got
it on. Stacy had given her a pair of four inch heels to wear with the
dress because "You need to practice for tomorrow's event!" and had put
all her other items and clothing into a small tote bag. "You can leave
this here to change in to when you come back or take it with you. I
don't need the dress back until tomorrow afternoon.
The dress seemed to help raise her voice somehow, and she replied in a
very convincing female voice. "Or never if I buy it. This dress will
always bring back fond memories for me."
Kim turned and Kelly was right there. "Oh, I didn't see you." She was
still a little breathless, and getting used to the four inch heels so
she put out a hand to steady herself. Kelly blocked her hand - maybe she
had mistaken it as an attempt to hug - Kim staggered a little and looked
at Kelly wide eyed. There was definitely something Kelly was upset
about.
"Kelly, I'm sorry I didn't get in touch after the party. This was all
really new to me and - no, that's no excuse - I just didn't think of it,
and I'm sorry. I really enjoyed the..."
Kelly interrupted "No apology needed - we just met once after all. It's
not like we have been friends for years or something. Excuse me - we
have another contestant. And off she went.
Kim would have fallen had Stacy not been there. "Kim, please put that
out of your mind - she's just got her panties in a bunch." Stacy was
glaring at her sister's back as she went to help the next contestant
pick out a gown.
"No, I've messed it all up! She was really nice to me, and for the first
time since, well, a long time, I felt there was someone who was really
special." Kim fought back the tears - her makeup was at risk! "I really
was falling for her."
Stacy was speechless. She looked at Kim as if understanding something
for the first time. "Don't you worry about that girl. You've got your
second event to do. Are you ready for the red carpet?"
"Yes, I'm fine, thank you." Then she remembered something else she
wanted to say. "Thank you for not spilling the beans when I saw you
earlier today. Connie is a good friend, but I am not ready to let her
know this isn't the first time, well the first time I've worn this
dress. I don't know what will happen once this is all over. I say I
would love to own the dress, but what would I do with it I wonder?"
Kelly had returned while Kim was talking and looked thoughtful. "So that
would be it, then, no more Kim?" She paused as if considering whether to
continue and then decided to keep going. "Congratulations on your
performance in the dance competition. Your date really helped you out.
She is quite good." She looked like she would continue again but another
contestant came in and she turned and walked away.
Kim felt her makeup was at risk again so she just grabbed her tote and
walked out past Kelly, who didn't say a word.
Kim wandered for a while, not wanting to be with anyone. She was stunned
and hurt. Kelly must hate her to have acted that way, and thinking about
it just intensified her reaction as the conversation looped over and
over in her head. She was nearly ready to just go to her room and quit
when a young woman stopped her. It took her a minute before she
realizes the girl was asking her something. "I'm sorry, what did you
say?"
"Are you Kim, the contestant Kim?"
"Yes, why?"
"They are looking for you - it is time for your red carpet walk and
interview. If you follow me I can lead you there."
"OK, might as well get this over with. Lead on!"
When they entered the room, Kim was immediately taken to the entrance.
The girl apparently knew more than Kim thought because she was giving
her instructions. "You will be judged on your pick of gown as well as
you poise and, dare I say, sexiness, so strut your stuff girl!" With
that, she pulled the curtain back. As applause greeted her reflexively
she started out onto the catwalk. She must have made an impression in
the gown as the applause went up a notch and a few wolf whistles rang
out. She started to get into it and strutted and swayed a little more.
She stopped halfway down and struck a couple poses which got more
cheers. She realized there was an announcer talking about her.
"...and Kim has spent the last week in her role to get prepared for the
event," Why did people have to keep bringing that up? It just brought
Dan and Carol back into her mind. "Her total donations totaled just over
$512 as of the start of the red carpet event. So let's hear a good round
of applause for Kim and her efforts for the hunger project!"
Kim arrived at the stage just as the applause was winding down. A master
of ceremonies she had not noticed stepped forward and took her hand.
"Hello Kim, welcome to your fifteen minutes of fame, or at least contest
fame. I hope you are enjoying the evening so far." With that he took the
opportunity to mention the purpose for the contest and the need they
were hoping to address. Then he continued. "While we are here to shine a
light on hunger in this country and raise some small amount to help the
local community groups that we assist, we are also having the
contestants dress in women's clothing. We are sure you are well versed
on hunger, but what about women's issues or even LGBT issues?" He
dragged out the ending of the sentence and the audience chuckled
appreciatively. "It is time for a serious question though. Experts say
one in three women in this country is abused by their domestic partner
or a relative, some quite brutally. Up to 80% never report the
violation. Those stats pale in comparison to what the LGBT community,
especially those of color, face day to day in our country." What are
your thoughts on this epidemic of violence, and what do you believe can
be done to help?"
Kim was stunned. All the terror of the hallway with Dan, and the brutal
assault by Carol was taking control. Her rejection by Kelly meant she
had not really recovered from the loss of breath the corset was causing.
She was speechless, and she started to become emotional. Add to that
her new childhood memories, and the effort of trying to come to terms
with her new understanding of her mother, and all that came through was
her mother's question, "What else can we do?" She realized the host was
waiting for her to continue and she said, "It's awful." She burst into
tears, which was not what the MC had expected at all. He was standing
there like a fish out of water. "I'm sorry, I've made a mess. Please
excuse me." And with that Kim left the stage. She knew Connie was
going to try to find her, so she fled. She did not want anyone to see
her right now.
"Kim, come in here." It was Narya, and she had a door open. Kim dashed
in and Narya closed and locked the door. "You can stay here until you
recover. I am sorry they did that. The fools think this is a lark, but
fifteen percent of abuse victims are men, and God knows abuse of
Transgender people is out of control. But they expect their contestants
somehow buck the odds?" Narya hugged her and tried to comfort her as
much as possible.
Kim just melted into her arms and sobbed for a long time.
When she had got most of the tears out of her system, she had Narya help
her out of the dress and corset, and put on a nice pink satin robe. She
had no idea where the tote with all her clothes wound up. She was
finally regaining her composure with a cup of Narya's special tea.
"Kim, what is your plan now? With all you have gone through the last
week, you have the right to pack it up and go home. I can let Bruce know
you are all right, which is all he would really care about. But I
believe there is someone here who is special to you?"
The reminder of Kelly almost derailed the semblance of serenity she had
managed to attain.
"No, I thought I did, but I screwed that up too, so there is really
nothing here for me anymore."
"What? How can so many bad things happen to such a sweet person?" Narya
seemed at a loss for what to say.
"It's my fault - I never contacted Kelly after the New Year's Eve party.
She must think I'm either the rudest person on the planet or I have no
interest in her at all. Why do I keep screwing everything up?"
"That's enough of that girl. What happened to you at the office is not
your fault. You have to get over this idea that you are somehow
responsible for the actions of two very disturbed people. The only
responsibility you have is to nail those two because as long as those
two are out there free, this is never going to be OK. Not for you and
not for other women they interact with. I know you think I am harping
but..."
Kim would never know what the "but" was as someone knocked on the door
at that moment. Narya looked through the peephole and asked Kim to take
a look. In a whisper she asked "Do you know that person? If not we will
just be quiet until they go away."
Kim looked through and immediately swung the door open letting Leah come
in.
"My God, Kim" Leah said as she wrapped her up in a big hug "you must be
emotionally shot. Tell me how I can help. You need someone taken out? I
don't have a cousin Vinnie but don't forget my third degree black belt!"
Kim laughed and realized Narya had no clue what was going on.
"Leah, this is Narya. She has helped me in so many ways. She is the
friend that helped me document the, um, incident at work so she knows
everything. I wonder if there's anything she doesn't know about me."
Narya smiled warmly. "Leah, it is so good to meet you. As far as I can
tell, you are the only one who tried to help Kim at work."
"There are others who care for her, but it is quite intimidating to go
up against people like Dan and Carol. If this happened to Kim, then what
could happen to them?" Changing subjects she said "I saw the red carpet
fiasco. It took me quite a while to find you. To say your friend Connie
is distraught would be like saying the Pacific Ocean is a fishbowl. She
mentioned you might try to find Narya but didn't seem to know how to do
that, so I did. I can see you are in good hands, so I may go reassure
her you are OK. Oh, and I came with another donation. After I started to
let people know what had happened, they wanted to at least donate. I've
just turned in over $600 to Bruce. He had planned to interrupt the red
carpet session to announce your total was now over eleven hundred
dollars, but well, you left. I can't believe they asked such a loaded
question for someone who is willing to wear women's clothing in public!"
"My thoughts exactly!" said Narya.
Leah and Narya started to talk about the blind ignorance of the "men"
running the contest when Kim cleared her throat. Both stopped and looked
at her as if they had forgotten she was there.
"I would like to go to my room. I think a good night's sleep is really
what I need. Leah, can you find my tote with my clothes so I can do that
without causing a scandal in this flimsy robe? And if possible can you
let Connie know you saw me and I will meet her for breakfast. I need to
let her know what has been going on. She is a dear friend and I have
avoided her for too long."
"I would be happy to, but she knows something is up. I made a reference
to 'all that happened last week' and then realized she had no idea what
I was talking about. I didn't say any more, just saying it was your
story to tell."
Kim almost laughed because Leah looked so sorry and said, "That's fine -
if you see her tonight tell her she will get the whole story from me at
breakfast, so make sure we are alone."
Narya let Leah out and gave Kim more tea. When Leah came back she left
them alone and said, "I need to find Bruce and let him know you are all
right. Do you have a decision on staying or leaving?"
"I'm not sure. Having friends like you is a big help, but I really blew
the red carpet interview, so not sure there is a point anymore. I will
decide in the morning, if that is still an option."
Kim changed into her clothes and Leah helped her sneak to her room.
After a quick hug Leah promised to go find Connie to set up the
breakfast date.
Kim went straight to bed. All night memories invaded her dream. Some of
the memories were from her childhood that were still coming back. Some
had nothing to do with Kendra at all but had been blocked by the same
broad hypnotic suggestion. They seemed to get more and more recent as
the night progressed. The last one was the memory of Kelly baring her
soul about her disdain for Stacey and her transition from being Kelly's
brother to being her sister. As this played through her head she awoke
with the sun streaming in through the windows.
"Good lord," Kim said out loud. "No wonder she hates me. She showed her
soul to me and I told her I had to meet Connie and ran off. She must
think I am cruel!"
As she showered and prepared for the day, so was determined to find a
way to make that right, and to get herself back into this competition.
Things really did look much better in the morning!
She decided to wear some Capri pants and conservative V neck top for the
4X4, so if she fell she wouldn't be exposing anything. She put on some
basic makeup - she was getting quite good at it now - and gathering her
things she left for breakfast.
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