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A Walk in the Park - Part 2 by Kris K ([email protected]) Chapter 01 The week dragged by and my mind wasn't really on work as all I could think about was Alice and the events of that weekend over and over again in my head. Why oh why did I give her that dress? What in God's name was I thinking? The one thing in the depths of my soul that I most closely protected, my most closely guarded secret and I gave it away to a completed stranger. God it was so embarrassing. The truth was my dressing didn't serve any purpose other than fulfilled of my own simple need for pleasure, but it wasn't just that there was something more to it, something deeper that meeting her had stirred up stronger than ever. I couldn't help but think that fate had brought us together for a reason. It early evening Friday when a knock on my door filled my heart with dread. Sophie was already at the door her little nub of a tail wagging wildly in anticipation, but I froze. Another knock and then another before I walked over to the door and opened it. There she was as beautiful as I remembered her to be smiling at me and holding in her hands two bags as she greeted me and asked if this was a bad time. I mumbled something and invited her in. She walked over to the bar and put down the bags. Opening one she smiled and handed me a bottle of wine. she said she saw that I had a few bottles in the fridge and thought that I might like this one as a small gift for all I had done for her. Sophie was bounding around her in her usually puppy like enthusiasm till she reached down and petted her head and scratched her chin. "Don't worry I haven't forgotten about you," she said to her as she reached over and pulled out of the bag a big box of Sophie's favorite dog treats. She must of saw them on the counter that night. Sophie of course went crazy and there was nothing left for it. Opening the box Alice took out a treat and handed to Sophie who practically inhaled it. Alice just laughed and lifted her hand wiggling her fingers. "Just checking to make sure I still have them all!" She laughed. Alice continued to pet Sophie and fed her another treat while I walked over to the cabinet and pulled out two glasses and opened the bottle of wine. "Sorry none for me thanks I drove over." She smiled. I filled up my glass, put the cork back in the bottle and walked with Alice who picked up the other bag from the bar over to the couch. Sophie of course followed closely behind and sat down next to Alice with her head on her lap. "Here," she said simply and handed me the bag. I didn't need to look to know what was in it. "I just want to say thank you again for everything you did for me." I took the bag and placed it on the end table next to the couch and smiled at her. "No problem, it was the least I could do," I replied awkwardly. "Is there something wrong?" she asked and put her hand on my leg. I took another large sip of my wine. "No nothing. Why?" I replied nervously. She just looked at me for a moment and then started to get up. "Well I guess I should get going, thanks again for all your help," she said with a slight edge. Reaching down she again scratched Sophie's chin and head. "And thank you to Sophie." She started to walk towards the door and my heart skipped a beat as I watched her. Did she think that she was making me uncomfortable? Shit, she probably thinks it's all her fault. "Wait please," I asked and started to raise from the couch before she got half way to the door. "I'm, I'm sorry." Alice stopped and turned around putting her hand on her hip. "Please don't get me wrong it's not you. I'm sorry it's just that well." I stammered unable to get the words out. "Your embarrassed about being a cross dresser?" Alice asked finishing my thought or at least part of it. I sat back down with my face burning and looked away to embarrassed to meet her gaze. She walked back over to the couch and sat back down next to me. Reaching out she put her hand on mine and gave it a squeeze. "It's okay I understand." I took another sip of the wine thinking now for some strange reason how good it was. "I'm sorry. I don't want to upset you. It's just that I..." "It's okay. I understand." She interrupted me before I could finish the sentence. "You're afraid that I'll think you're some kind of pervert because you dress to fulfill your sexual fantasies is that right?" I started to say something but she again beat me to it. "It's alright I understand. You're not the only guy in the world who has these dreams and desires." "I just didn't want to upset you. Your living your life how you want to and I didn't want you to think that I was mocking you," I said in a small soft voice. Giving my hand another squeeze. "It makes me very happy to know that you care so much for me. It took a lot of guts to hand me that dress and shoes." She smiled gesturing with her eyes toward the bag on the end table. "Actually I didn't think much of what would happen afterwards, at that moment I was just thinking of might happen to you." I laughed. She just laughed at that. She must think I am idiot. "Let me ask you a question," she said suddenly turning serious. "Dose me being who I am bother you?" I hesitated to answer her. I looked over at her and I could see the look of disappointment in her eyes. Her face never changed, but her eyes told a different story. "I see," she said simply and removed her hand from mine looking away. "No," I said finally. "You being who you are doesn't bother me." She was unconvinced. "It's me," I said in a small voice. "What being a cross dresser?" she asked. "Of course that doesn't matter to me at all." "No it's not that. It's just that." I started to say but stopped. Getting up and going over to the bar I grabbed the bottle of wine pulled out the crock and refilled my glass. "You're not bi are you?" she asked me as she suddenly realized my apprehension. "No," I said. "Yes, maybe, I don't know." I then stammered. "Look It's just for a long time now I have been wondering what it would be like you know to actually be with another man." I confessed lowering my head. "So?" she asked me. "Is it disturbing to you to have these thoughts?" She must think that I am a complete asshole. "No please that's not it. You don't understand. It's just that." I tried to finish, but let out a sigh and sat down on one of the bar stools. Alice walked over to me and put her hand on my shoulder. I looked up at her and she could see a tear in my eye. Again she smiled giving my shoulder another squeeze. "I don't want to be hurt. I don't want to find out that the person who I was with just wanted to put another notch in his belt and brag about how he took my virginity." I rubbed my eye and looked over at her. "I don't want it to be about lust, about just fulfilling a desire." "What about the other guy?" she asked. "What do you mean?" I asked. "What if you didn't like it? How do you think the other guy would feel if afterwards you just left? Don't you think he would feel that you just used him?" She paused looking at me. "There is nothing wrong with the way you feel, we've all felt that way." I think she realized that there was something more to it than I was admitting to. "Or are you afraid if you tried it might bring up even deeper feelings?" she asked softly and squeezed my hand. "I'm sorry I shouldn't of said that." She was quick to add after seeing the look on my face and quickly dropped that line of thought. "I can see why you feel the way you do." She continued. "I think most of all you need to find balance in your life, but you seem to be afraid of finding out how you truly feel. Now you feel alone and trapped because you don't think you have the strength to take that first step and there is no one in the world you can open up to about it." She paused looking over at me. "Look at me." she said gesturing to herself. "I'm not strong and I don't think I'm particularly brave I just found the balance my life needed and embraced it. I took that first step and I know you can to." I just sighed to myself, she was right I was always hiding behind something. Even my cross dressing was a way to satisfy my desires without having to interact with anyone else. I could be safe and secure behind my locked door and trunk away from the world so no one not even myself would know my deepest desires and how I really felt. "Your right I have been hiding, I know that," I said softly shaking my head then I pulled her toward me and wrapped my arms around her and as we embraced she repeated the words I'm sorry. "It's okay. I'm so glad I met you," I said to her still together in that warm embrace. "It took someone as strong and as beautiful as you to make me say it. To get me to admit things that I have had problems admitting to myself." I started to laugh. "I'm sorry," I said still laughing. "It's just I can't believe I'm having this conversation." Wiping a tear from my eye. "I think I'm drunk." I chuckled. "I think you are to," she agreed. "Don't worry I won't take advantage of you." She finished with a wink and that same wicked little smile I was starting to love so much. "So you don't think I'm a complete asshole?" "No I think you're a sweet guy. You just need to be honest about your feelings and have the courage to take that next step, if you really want to and find the balance in your life." I nodded in agreement and chuckled again. "Honestly." She began looking at me and running her hand through her hair. "Despite all your insistence about how brave you think I am your actually the brave one." She smiled and reached down to pet Sophie who sensed that this was a good time to capture back some attention and had walked over to sit next her again and lick her hand. "It took a lot of courage to tell me all those things." She continued still looking down and scratching Sophie's chin. "It was easier because of you. I don't think I would have admitted it to anyone else." She just smiled in agreement. "Well," she said looking at her watch. "I need to get going I'm actually already late, but I'm glad we had a chance to talk." She replied suddenly all serious and deadpan. She gave Sophie one last pat and turned around and headed for the door. Pausing for a moment at the knob she just opened it and left not even saying goodbye or looking back. I think I actually heard my heart collapse! I let out a sigh and my shoulders sank to my knees. I looked down at Sophie who just looked up at me her tongue stinking out to one side. Shit. I was just about to turn around when the door suddenly opened and Alice stuck her head back in with a huge Cheshire cat grin on her face. "You didn't think I was just going to leave did you?" You little minx that's why she paused at the door she was making sure it was unlocked. "Soooo. What are you doing say Sunday?" she asked as she walked back over to me with her hands behind her back and that grin still plastered on her face. "Ahhh nothing." I think my mouth was open when I said it. "I managed to get the day off so how about we go out somewhere?" "Sure!" I replied like an idiot. "How about the museum? They have a new exhibit that came in this month I've been wanting to see. Afterwards perhaps we can hit up a coffee house?" "I'm not really up for a museum." She shrugged. "I know how about a girls day out!" "Ooookay." Why did that make me nervous? "Shopping!" She smiled. "We can head down to the West End mall." "That's a bit far away isn't it?" I said as I didn't have a car. "Don't worry about it, I'll drive." That right I forgot she said she had a car. I was so use to not having one that I didn't even think about it. "Sure that sounds like fun. I could use a few new things." "Great." She smiled. "I'll pick you up around one. Sound good?" "Sure." She gave me her number as I walked her to the door and opened it for her. Thanking me again she leaned over and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. "Bye." Was all she said as she left, but it was a very sexy bye. Chapter 02 The next day I must admit I was like a kid on Christmas eve. Everything else I had to do or think about was pushed aside in anticipation for Sunday. I thought it was a bit odd that she wanted to drive all the way out to the West End mall as there were plenty of shops here and a mall on the other end of town, but after thinking about it I realized the reason. Since those two guys that attacked her were probably local there is a good chance we would run into them again if we were downtown at a shop or the museum. Frigin jerks! I really wanted visit the museum as the new exhibit was works from Stedwig one of my favorite new artists. Oh well maybe next week I'll go myself. As the saying goes I don't know much about art but I know what I like and this town had a serious artist community. My best friend Gregory was actually a local artist and I myself while I had dabbled in a bit of paint and pen was a poor amateur at best, but there was one artistic media I was actually pretty good in, photography. Gregory actually asked me to help him out on a few of his pieces and I took photographs of his work for a catalog. It was nothing big and despite Gregory's insistence that my work was good I felt I was nowhere near worthy of him or his friends. Still it felt good to not be a total outsider when we got together and his artist friends were about. It was funny Gregory and I had two sets of friends. He had his artist friends which I hung out with and I had my tech friends which he hung out with. Gregory was very keen on technology and genuinely enjoyed hanging out with them as we talked shop. I would usually meet up with the guys of my group at least once a week along with Gregory at one of the local bars to hang out, play pool, watch a game and of course drink. That's one of the down sides to living so close to everything it's all within easy stumbling distance from your bed. Sunday arrived painfully slow and as it's my usual ritual on my days off to sleep in I woke up as late as possible. Honestly I would not of been out of bed till about one at least if I didn't have plans. Once I actually got moving I made some breakfast and put out some food for Sophie. I didn't bother to call out to her as she wouldn't of come she was still in the bedroom as she had adapted my laziness by default. After I ate I showered and dried myself off in front of the full length mirror in the bath room. I didn't look to bad I thought. Yes I was skinny, but it was a fit skinny. A few months ago I noticed some love handles developing and started a regiment of sit ups to head that off so as a result I had a flat, tight stomach. I always liked the fact that I actually had small hips and an ass that stuck out, but looking at myself I wished that the fat on my waist was just two inches lower and my ass was just a little plumper to fill out that slight concaveness along the top. Looking over at the clock snapped me out of my daze and I quickly dressed in a nice patterned shirt, jeans and a pair of shoes. Once done I walked into the living room and noticing there was still about fifteen minutes till Alice came around I cleaned up a bit. The place didn't really need it as I was a bit of neat freak, but being one I still needed to. My heart jumped at the sound of a knock on the door and I quickly invited her in while I grabbed a light jacket just in case and my bag. "Where's Sophie?" she asked looking around fully expecting her to come bouncing out from somewhere to greet her. I just laughed. "She's still in the bedroom. She's a bit lazy and likes to sleep in. Of course she got that from me as I normally don't wake up till about now." She just laughed at that and we left. You can tell a lot about a person I think by the car they drive. I figured that she would have an ultra stylish little city car like either a mini or the new 500. What she actually drove surprised me, a BMW M5 sedan. "You like?" she asked with a little knowing smile. It was about a forty mile drive so we had a bit of time to make some small talk. I had planned to use the time to ask a few questions about her, but the conversation turned to her car and cars in general. I admit it I am a bit of a car bore which is funny considering I currently don't have a car, but I could talk about cars all day. It didn't matter what kind of car either, cheap to exotic I loved them. I was shocked to find out that Alice was a bit of a bore herself. "I wanted something luxurious," she explained. "Something that would pamper me, but with a hammer under the bonnet." She laughed. "A girl needs to have some fun!" We got to the mall in a surprising short period of time. Either I was having so much fun talking to her about cars that I didn't notice the time or she was flogging it on the way there. We parked and she grabbed my hand and pulled me close to her. "Ready for some fun!" she asked with that wicked little smile. Oh man I think I'm in for an interesting time and boy I was right! I think we hit up every clothing store in the mall and Alice was like a predator diving into each and heading right to the good stuff. I lost track of time as we went, but it didn't matter this was her element I was just along for the ride. After about the third store I got the distinct feeling that she was testing me. As she pulled me along with her she would hand me each article of clothing she picked out asking me how I thought they felt and if I liked the color. Then she would push me in front of a mirror and hold up a blouse, a skirt or even a dress in front of me and ask how I thought they looked. Anything and I mean anything that she looked at was passed through my hands and she would ask my opinion on all of it. I was trying hard to keep things level and act nonchalant, I wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of seeing me embarrassed! The truth of the matter was I have having a blast. I would always walk by the windows of the stores and wonder to myself how the dresses would look on me, how they would feel, or what style or color I would buy if I was a woman. I never had the opportunity to go in and actually experience the sensation of touching the soft fabric and feel how it flowed through my hands. I think Alice a while ago noticed my awkward stretching as I discreetly put my hand in my pants to do some adjustments, but if she did she never said anything. However that smile on her face told me she did. It was while we were in Victoria's secret that she finally got me. I was casually following behind her very discreetly running my hands through some panties when she came up behind me and pulled a gorgeous lace purple bra across my chest and asked me in a whisper what my bra size was and without thinking I said 36DD. She just giggled and replied nice before giving me a quick kiss and diving back into the selections leaving me alone with a very red face. We had covered one end of the mall to the other and while I was walking back with her carrying her spoils, all ten bags of it I happened to look down one of the corridors and noticed something that made me stop dead in my tracks. Situated in that far away isolated area of every mall where little traffic goes I saw a small shop which I had missed the first time we passed. It looked a bit off to be in a mall as it had a door, but what caught my eye and brought me to stop was the sign above the door. I think Alice said something to me, but I didn't even pay attention as I walked over to the shop and when I got a closer look at the sign I started to laugh. Alice walked up next to me and asked me what was so funny and I just pointed to the sign that read 'Smells R Us' with the R backwards. She looked at it for a moment then getting the joke started to laugh as well. Turned out she's read the same stories I did. We walked over to a nearby bench to sit down still laughing. "That is just too funny!" she said. "When I first saw it I thought I would have a heart attack." I laughed. "That is a funny coincidence isn't it? I wonder if the owner of the place knew?" "I don't know. It looks like the place has been closed for a while."I said. "Did you have fun today?" she asked talking my arm and pulling me close to her with that wicked little smile of hers. I looked over at her and asked if she was testing me today. "Well may be a little." She laughed holding her thumb and index finger a little bit apart. "I wanted to see if you would be embarrassed by all the attention I was giving you, but you weren't really were you. I think the sales persons were more embarrassed than you were." She giggled. "I'm sorry that was a cruel thing to do wasn't it, but it was just so much fun!" "Honestly I had a blast. I have never had so much fun." I admitted. "Wouldn't it be great if you were a woman? Then we could of tried on all those thing together!" She smiled. "I don't think I would cut it as a woman. For one thing I'm way to lazy." I laughed. "But what if that store was what you thought it was?" she asked looking at me seriously. "I would have been in there in a second," I replied without hesitation. "Really?" She smiled. "Nah. I was just kidding." I laughed trying to cover up my Freudian slip. Alice just laughed at my clumsy retraction. "So ready to get going?" she asked. "Sure," I said as I grabbed up all the bags and we headed back. "You know the way we met would make a great story." She laughed. "Yeah it did." "What! You wrote a story about me?" she said surprised. "Well yes, but I didn't post it or anything. I wouldn't do something like that without your permission." I laughed. "So you have posted stories before?" "Yeah a few. Well actually only one, but in several parts." I shrugged. "What name do you go by? I might of read them." she asked. "Kris K." "Humm. So can I read it?" she asked giving my arm a squeeze. "Sure it's there on the site anyone can read it. It turned out okay I guess at least for a first attempt." "No silly I mean the story about how we met." She laughed. "Oh. Yeah sure I can e-mail it to you if you want." "I can't wait to read it and if it's up to my standards I might let you post it!" She laughed. We dropped off her spoils in the car and I was about to suggest going back to get something to eat when she told me to hop in while she punched something up on the GPS and then we were off. Turned out she took me to a really nice Indian restaurant and while we were waiting for our food she took the lead in our conversation. First we started to talk about what was going on in the world, then the conversation jumped to politics, then over to science chatting about the latest NASA discoveries. I had never been with anyone who had such an interest in the world and such a broad range of topics it was fantastic. I could jump from seemingly any topic to another and she wouldn't miss a beat. I was in love! Chapter 03 After dinner we drove back but instead of stopping by my place we went straight to hers. Once again she surprised me when I found out she lived in one of the new loft condos reconstructed from the many old warehouses that dotted the town. I had actually looked at one of these places a few years ago when they were first completed and even the cheapest one bedroom was three hundred grand so I could only imagine what she paid as we rode the elevator to the top floor and entered into her three bedroom four bath castle. It was as I expected it to be inside, unbelievably amazing. A two story living room was the centerpiece with two bedrooms on the first floor and a master suite taking up the whole second. As you walked in a large wrap around granite bar framed a stainless steel gourmet kitchen and to crown it all off a balcony taking up the full length of the living room facing the downtown area. I put down the bags next to the kitchen bar and looked around trying to take it all in! She had the place decorated with modern furniture and everywhere I looked there was art work. she asked if I would like some wine and grabbed two glasses and a bottle as I followed her out to the balcony. On the way through the living room there was a painting on the wall that I recognized as a Stedwig. Damn she had great taste! Once out on the balcony she poured us a glass and we had a little toast to a fantastic day as we sat back on the love seat and took in the magnificent view. "Your probably have a lot of questions about me don't you?" she said breaking the silence. "Umhum." I nodded in agreement taking another sip. "Well I am usually very, very careful about who I let know about my past." She smiled. "It's not just for the obvious reasons, but well being who I am it would be easy to attract a person who is just interested in me for all the wrong reasons." Ok? I was a bit confused. "The truth of the matter is I'm a bit a princess. You obviously noticed by the car and condo I have money or should I say my family has money. Honestly I really don't have what you would call a job." She laughed. "I'm an artist." She shrugged. I just stared at her for a second then I looked back into the living room through the French doors. The one painting I saw on the way out wasn't the only one I then recognized as a Stedwig from the artists online gallery on the back wall there were six more. "Holy shit!" A stunned look of realization on my face. "Your Alicia Stedwig!" While when I first saw Alice she reminded me a bit of Alicia I didn't actually think it was her. So no wonder she didn't want to go to the museum her work was on display. She just looked down at her lap embarrassed and nodded. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you before but you can understand the position I'm in can't you?" She laughed. "Even being semi famous can be a real pain in the ass and in some respects I'm more secretive about that than I am about being transgender." I just assured her it was alright I completely understood. It made perfect sense. "So since you already know some of it." She giggled. "I might as well tell you." Alice went on to tell me about her family and growing up. Her mother was studying to be a lawyer when she met her father and they fell in love. While her mother went on to finish law school her entrance into the field was delayed by her pregnancy with Alice. Alice was always a petite boy and had shown an interests in more feminine things from a young age despite her father's best efforts. When she was thirteen her mother came back from work early to catch Alice in her room wearing one of her dresses sitting at her vanity trying on makeup. Alice thought she would die, but her mother was actually very understanding about it, even encouraging, but told her to keep it a secret from her father. She carried on that way for a few more years with her mother and her spending their days together in the house when father was away on one of his business meetings as mother and daughter. Everything was going fine until she was sixteen. While she found an attraction to girls it was much stronger toward other boys and it was one afternoon after school that she was home with her boyfriend in the den that her father unexpectedly walked in to find them engaged mid passion. To say he took it badly would have been an understatement. The only thing that saved the situation was that her mother walked in a few minutes later. The argument that followed was epic and ended only after her father stormed out of the house in disgust. There was great uneasiness in the house after that, but her father never really brought up the subject again knowing that her mother had given Alice her full support. She and her mother deiced at that point that she should continue on with how things were till she was eighteen, but she did enter counseling. It was once she entered college that she started to transition. Alice had always felt that it was her fault for the rift that opened up between her parents after that point, but her mother kept assuring her that it wasn't. It was during the summer when she was eighteen that they got the news that her father had died of a heart attack while on one of his business trips and the police report mentioned a young woman in the room with him at the time. Her father was a very successfully financial manager and because of his work he would spend extended periods of time away on business and as it turned out that wasn't the only business he was doing. Before her father died Alice never knew anything about it or that her mother had found out. Her mother never cheated on him, she kept up appearances as a loyal wife, but used that information to keep her father from interfering with Alice's life and force him to make her the sole beneficiary to his entire estate. After the funeral and the necessary legalities her mother sold off the mansion that they were living in and moved to a modest home in an upper middle class neighborhood shunning the more flamboyant lifestyle she once lived for something more down to earth. Art has been Alice's entire life and it didn't matter the medium she loved them all, but painting was her favorite. She had graduated high school with a scholarship to a prestigious art school and being from a wealthy family her mother had plenty of contact to people who were interested in her work and she quickly became recognized and started to get in offers from galleries. After college she took a job as an art teacher at an elementary school because she wanted to give back to the community since she really didn't need the money because of her family. Being from a wealth family whenever she sold her art work either to private parties or at auction all the profits were given away to charity mainly to local and nation LGBT organizations although due to her job she was forced to be discreet about that. However even being semi famous can attract attention and it was a local reporter that took the time to dig up the truth about her past. He published an article that highlighted her family back ground and the fact that she was once male. While this actually made her even more popular as an artist when it came out that she was donating all the profits to charity it did have an big adverse effect on her teaching job. The school district did not fire her for being transgender, but the parents of the children were less than understanding and after suffering through the remaining school year she quit and moved here to try and start over. "So that's my story," she said with a sigh. "Were you seeing anyone before you came here?" I asked with some trepidation. She gave me a sad little smile and reached over to the table next to the love seat and picked up a pack of cigarettes. Taking one out she lit it and took a long slow drag. Holding it in for a few moments she exhaled slowly the smoke rushing upward in a small column to billow out and then be caught by a slight breeze and wafted away out into the night above the town. "I actually had a boyfriend and a girlfriend in fact at the time. It's funny because they actually became friends and all three of us use to hang out. Although not in the way your thinking." She chuckled. "He was a local artist and she was a teacher from another school district. When the story came out she was petrified, but my boyfriend actually took the heat for her by coming out publicly that we where together." "So what happened to him?" "We broke up shortly after," she said taking another drag of her cigarette. "We got into an argument afterwards and he wasn't exactly understanding about the fact that I kept my family background a secret. Well that and let's say professional jealousy. I could always tell there was a bit of resentment toward my success, but when he found out that I was a rich little Barbie doll as he put it he declared me a fake and the only reason I was successful was that my mommy paid all her rich friends to say how good my work was!" She spat out. I just nodded. "That's the last time I ever date an artist!" She laughed. "Wait, your not an artist are you!" I had to laugh. I told her that my best friend Gregory was a local artist and I dabbled a bit, but photography was just a hobby. She just laughed putting her hand on my leg. "Oh thank God! I didn't think to ask and if it turned out you were an artist I would of looked like a total bitch!" "What did he mean by calling you a Barbie doll?" I asked confused by that last statement a bit. "Well to be honestly these," she said cupping her breasts. "and my nose." She laughed as she took a last drag of her cigarette. "So do you think?" I started to ask then stopped realizing it was probably a very rude question to ask. "Never mind. So anyway what are you doing now?" I said trying desperately to change the subject. "Do I ever think what?" she asked. "Come on you don't have to hide anything from me." "It's nothing, really," I replied. I didn't want to upset her by making her think that I was uncomfortable with her the way she was. "Do I ever think that I will fully transition you mean?" she said. I just nodded. "It's okay." She smiled. "That is still a possibility, but for now I love myself as I am. I thought I wanted to fully transition, but once I got to this point it just felt, well right." "Dose your? Well you know," I tried to say uncomfortably. "My penis?" She laughed. "Yes, that works quite well actually." Smiling she slinked over and snuggled up next to me. "That doesn't bother you?" she asked in her best sexy voice. "I really like you James and I told you everything because I didn't want to hide anything from you." Putting her hand on my shoulder and pulling me towards her. "You found out who I was from the beginning and you didn't run away. Please don't run away now." She whispered and kissed me then let out a little chuckle. "What?" I asked. "Did I do something wrong? I'm not a very good kisser I guess, it's just." She brought my rambling to a dead halt with one finger placed against my lips. "Shhh. That was fine. It's just the look on your face afterwards." She laughed. "You're so bad!" I laughed. "A girl has to have some fun!" She giggled as she snuggled back up next me and we sat a while in silence just enjoying being together on such a beautiful night looking out at the lights of the town. I could of stayed like that all night, but it was Sunday and I had to go to work tomorrow. "So now that you know I'm sexy, smart, talented, beautiful and rich I guess you're going to run off and I'll never see you again?" She laughed as we she walked me to the door. "Yeah your absolutely horrible. I'm not sure I can take it!" Joining her in the joke. "So what are you doing next weekend?" she asked. "I'm not sure I can wait till the weekend." I laughed. "Humm how about coming over for dinner Tuesday night say around seven?" "Sure," I exclaimed a bit over excitedly which just made her laugh. "You going to be alright walking home?" she asked reaching out to grab my hand before I left. "It's no problem it's not that far. I'll see you Tuesday." I smiled and we pulled each other close for a quick kiss goodnight. Slowly we parted and she held my hand till I opened the door and stepped out. As I walked down the hall I looked back to see her leaning against the door frame smiling and giving a little wiggle of her fingers as a wave as I stepped into the elevator. Out on the street and back into the beautiful night with a light heart I walked home smiling to myself. Pausing for a moment I looked at my watch and noticed it was ten thirty. "Crap, Sophie's going to be pissed!" I laughed out loud to no one and hurried home. - - - - - - - Originally submitted on 01/12/2012 this cleaned up version has had no change to the story itself I just removed a few inconsistencies cleaned up the flow of the story. Hopefully I got all the little mistake that I always seem to miss!