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Prologue
"As you were saying?" Dr. Zaaijer asked Joanne.
Joanne had forgotten what she was about to say. She hesitated. Joanne
Rios was in Dr. Zaaijer's office with her mother and her very serious
boyfriend. They had come to Dr. Zaaijer a month ago because her mother
and her boyfriend couldn't stand each other. Joanne loved them both and
she didn't want to lose contact with either of them. She wanted Steven
Carmer to marry her someday But if Steven and Joanne's mother, Adelaide
couldn't get along that would be a problem. Problem was too tame a word
but she didn't know what word to use. Joanne and Adelaide had been very,
very close. She loved her and she trusted her, but Joanne knew that
Steven was her soulmate. She didn't want to choose between the two of
them. So she arranged for the three of them to come to Dr. Zaaijer's
office and try and work it out.
Adelaide had had it very tough. First there was the divorce from Joanne's
dad, but that was three years ago. When Adelaide had met and fallen in
love with Jeremy (Joanne's dad) she knew that he was always late and very
impulsive. The two conditions fed off each other. Adelaide harped upon
these at the beginning of their marriage but she accepted it as the way he
was eventually. It got progressively worse but Adelaide didn't complain.
When she found out he was having an affair, Adelaide felt like a fool.
Adelaide was just getting over that (and the fact that she had just turned
forty) when she got the diagnosis. She had ovarian cancer. That lead to
the hysterectomy. But since breast cancer ran through her family she also
had a mastectomy too. Joanne never understood why her mother chose not to
had breast reconstructive surgery, but instead she wore a breast
prosthesis inside her mastectomy bra.
Joanne was there for her mother all the way. The illness also kept her
mother from her. She had to spend lots of time in the hospital. During
this time, Joanne met Steven. Steven was a year older than Joanne, he was
twenty. Steven was there for Joanne when her mother couldn't be. She
loved his androgenic good looks. His hair was 'long' but not too long.
His features were refined, but still very handsome and he had the same
blue eyes as her mother had. It was the eyes which drew her too him at
first. She didn't have time to think about boys at the time, but this boy
could both remind Joanne of her mother and make her forget her at the same
time.
When Adelaide and Steven finally met they hated each other instantly.
There was something about Steven that she just didn't like and Steven
feeling the negative energy reciprocated.
"Now that it's been a few weeks, 'How did it go?" Dr. Zaaijer encouraged.
"It worked out great."
"I know that. You said that before, but I need specifics."
"Dr. Zaaijer you are a miracle worker," Adelaide broke in. Everyone
turned toward her. Adelaide was sitting to the left of her daughter.
Her legs were crossed at the knees in a naturally feminine fashion with
her hands draped over one of her knees. She had light makeup on her face,
pale pink lipstick, with matching blush and contrasting eye shadows and a
pretty smile. The makeup was designed to highlight her deep blue eyes.
What she thought was her best facial feature. She knew her legs were her
best feature overall. She had long blonde wavy hair that rested just
below her shoulders. She wore a blue mock neck tunic with three-quarter
length bell sleeves that descended to just below her elbow. She wore
capri length black knit pants with a pleated front and a button and zipper
in back with a somewhat loose fit. She didn't wear any socks or hosiery
and on her feet she wore three strapped open toe pumps with a thin three
inch heel and a self-tie at the ankle.
Continuing Adelaide enthused, "I thought it was a waste of time to come
here. But I was totally wrong. I was totally wrong about a great many
things." Then she stood up and sauntered the couple of steps passed her
daughter to Steven. Speaking directly to Steven, "I want to apologize for
everything. It was my fault. It was all my fault. I treated you so
terribly. But after all you were willing to do I see you differently
now."
"Thank you, Mrs. Rios."
"Mrs. Rios??? Call me MOM!!!" Then Adelaide opened her arms in a way that
could only mean that she wanted a hug. Steven got up and fell into
Adelaide's arms. The two embraced in a loving hug. Both were now
smiling from ear to ear.
"A-hem," Dr. Zaaijer said after a few moments. "Let me finish my
questions first."
"Excuse me," Adelaide said with an embarrassed smile then returned to her
seat. Steven sat back down too.
"I know how both Adelaide and Joanne feel, what about you Steven?"
Steven was sitting with his legs spread slightly apart feeling totally
relaxed. He was wearing a bluish-green short sleeved polo shirt with the
Ralph Lauren logo on the upper left chest. Two of its three buttons were
fastened. Under that he wore black dress pants with black socks and
loafers. Despite his somewhat formal dress, he wore a baseball cap which
contained his long blonde hair. Actually there was a hairnet which kept
his hair from being seen under the cap.
"I have to agree," Steven told his audience of three. "I have learned a
lot about this family and about myself. Who would have thought that
acting like a woman for a month would change me from a boy to a grown man.
I have always loved Joanne, but now I truly know what love is. I am going
to become the best man I can be for her. I learned a lot just by reading
Mrs....I mean Mom's romance novels."
"I see," Dr. Zaaijer said.
"You can have the ones I have already read. Actually you can have them
all, I'm done with reading them now."
"No that is OK. It was good to see how women think, but they are all the
same.
"I know and I love my trashy novels. That was one of the things I missed
when I was pretending to be you," Adelaide couldn't resist saying.
"Didn't you like the new Wonder Woman Movie? You got to see it. I
didn't," Steven asked her.
"It was OK, but I prefer movies that mean something. That have real
relationships between the characters."
"Like The Duchess Deal?" this was one of the novel's that Steven read
during the exchange.
"I know it's silly, but I just love them. I can't help it."
Steven sighed at Adelaide's reply. "Real men weren't like that. I'm
going to make myself strong for Joanne. Not just strong physically, but
strong psychologically and mentally. The guys in those books are
ridiculous. I'm was going to be a man, not a caricature of a man."
After a moment Adelaide continued, "He is right. But I still love those
books. You be any type of man you want and I'll be a 'Lady'. It's funny,
having to act like a man for so long has reminded me that I am a real
'Lady'. I thought I would never miss having to put on makeup. But now I
love it."
"You can have it," Steven called out.
"Putting on makeup isn't a chore it's a privilege. I never realized
before how much just wearing makeup made me feel good. Not just that, but
everything. From now on, I am going to look my best at all times. Not
because I'm vain, but just because it makes be feel so good. Just adding
a little beauty in this world by dressing up is the least I can do. This
will probably be the last pair of pants I'll wear for a long while. You
wouldn't know it, but I think my legs are my best feature, I shouldn't
hide them with pants. Now that I think of it, I should start wearing more
tops without sleeves or at least very short ones," Adelaide continued.
"Mom," Joanne complained. "I don't think that Dr. Zaaijer needs to know
all your fashion choices. That isn't why we're here." Joanne was
actually enjoying that her mom and her boyfriend were actually talking to
each other. That they weren't yelling, but really talking to each other.
They had shared experiences that had made them close. "Mom is right,"
Joanne thought," Dr. Zaaijer is a miracle worker."
Chapter one
"Where have you been?" Adelaide demanded of her daughter.
"I was with Steven. You knew that," Joanne replied exasperatedly.
"Yeah I guess I did. I wish you wouldn't see him anymore."
"I don't know why you say that. I love him."
"You don't really know him."
"I do know him. I wish you could know him like I know him."
"If I knew him like you knew him, I would be pregnant by now," Adelaide
thought lewdly. But she said, "I don't trust that boy. There is
something about him I just don't like."
"You never gave him a chance."
"I did. Didn't we all go out together."
"We went out, but you didn't give him a chance. You were all over him,"
Joanne reiterated. "Criticizing everything about him."
"I did not."
"Yes you did. You never gave him an even chance. He is a wonderful
person. When you were spending so much time in the the hos...away. He
was the only person who I could talk to. He was there for me."
"That's what he wanted you to think. It was all an act!"
"No it wasn't!!! You weren't there. He was kind and sweet."
Adelaide knew that Joanne was a virgin before meeting Steve, now she was
not. Adelaide thought that if she hadn't been so sick, she could have
prevented it. But she had cancer and had to spend a lot of time in the
hospital. For this reason she didn't trust (or even like) Steven at all.
She thought that he took advantage of Joanne when Joanne was most
vulnerable. Adelaide would never like Steven no matter how Joanne felt
about him.
But Joanne did love Steven with all her heart. He was there for her, when
Joanne had to be there for her sick mother. Steven would listen to
everything that Joanne had to say. She could call him at any time of the
night and he would be there. It wasn't Steven who initiated intimacy, it
was Joanne. That is how she saw it anyway.
Joanne was thinking ahead. She wanted to marry Steven. She was nineteen
now and had just graduated high school. She wasn't sure if she wanted to
go to college, but she was sure she wanted to be Mrs. Steven Carmer. She
had to convince her mother that Steven was a good man. Things couldn't go
on like this forever. Soon if something wasn't done, Joanne would have to
make a choice between Steven and her mother. She loved them both and
didn't want to give up either.
Adelaide had been (and maybe still was) Joanne's best friend. They had
been very close. But since discovering that she had had ovarian cancer,
Adelaide had gone from a cool mom to an old lady seemingly overnight. She
didn't dress the same. She was in some ways embarrassed of her body. She
didn't wear 'low cut' tops anymore. Her tops were never too revealing,
she was forty, but now all she wore was high neck tops with sleeves that
extended at least to the elbow. No more cami-tops or anything that showed
the top of her chest.
She had her mastectomy at the same time as her hysterectomy. She did it
because breast cancer ran in the family and she wanted to be safe. But
instead of having reconstructive surgery after, she chose to wear a
prosthesis. To keep the prosthesis hidden she started wearing tops with
higher and higher necklines. It didn't help that she was also going
through surgically induced menopause. The doctors tried to combat her
'mood change' as it was called with hormone replacement therapy. But it
didn't help. A psychiatrist was also suggested, but Adelaide just
wouldn't go. She said she had seen enough doctors already.
Joanne was at her wits end. She didn't know what to do. She loved them
both. But this couldn't go on forever. She knew that if it came right
down to it, she would have to choose Steven over her mom. But she didn't
want to give up on her mom who she had been through so much without a
fight. She had in some respects already lost her dad.
After the divorce, Joanne regularly met with her dad, Jeremy through court
ordered visitation. But when she turned eighteen and child-support
stopped so did her dad's visits. He had found a new girlfriend who was
closer to Joanne's age than his own. His visitation slowed to a crawl and
then stopped.
Joanne had lost touch with Jeremy for quite a while when out of the blue
he called her. He said he was sorry that they had lost touch and that he
wanted to see her. They planned to meet at a restaurant.
When Joanne saw him, she was understandably suspicious of him. He had cut
off all contact and now he wanted to see her.
"I'm glad you came," Jeremy said.
"Well I was curious."
"I know, I know. I have been acting like a child lately. Not just a
child but like a toddler. It was all ME! ME! ME! What I wanted, what I
had to have."
"Uh huh."
"I guess I was looking for my youth. I was having a mid-life crisis."
"I guess, but why are you telling me this. And why now?"
"I have been seeing this therapist, Dr. Zaaijer and after some therapy he
suggested I should reconnect with everyone I had lost in my life."
"So you are back to being an adult?"
"I don't know about that. But in order to heal he said I should bring
those who I was closest with to one of my therapy sessions. We can
discuss...well I don't know if discuss is the right word...what happened
and go on from there. I want you back in my life and this is the only
way."
"Will Brie be there?" Brie was Jeremy's girlfriend. Joanne didn't know
whether he had met Brie before or after Jeremy's divorce. Joanne liked to
think of the best about her father though and didn't dwell on the fact.
"Yes, she'll be there She has to be, this effects all of us. But I
assure you the doctor is a professional and he will take charge of the
situation. There won't be any histrionics."
"Well then, I'm not sure if I can go."
"Please Honey. We have to get everything out into the open. If you don't
like it you can leave at any time and don't have to go again."
Joanne did want a relationship with her father. Also if Brie was going to
marry him, then Joanne should have a relationship with her too. It might
be best to meet under the auspicious of a doctor. "OK, I'll go," she said
finally.
"Great," Jeremy said and then he told her where the doctor was located and
when to be there. The rest of the meal passed pleasantly. Neither
bringing out anything that would be difficult to face. There would be
time for that at the doctor's office.
Joanne got up to leave when lunch was over. She had made plans to keep
the meeting short and so she left quite abruptly. Jeremy lingered behind
to pay the check. Before leaving the restaurant, Joanne took a last
glance at her father who was standing for the first time since she had
arrived. She could only see his backside and something didn't look right?
She only saw it for an instant before he turned, but was her dad wearing a
diaper? Joanne had heard that men his age sometimes had a prostate
problem that could cause 'incontinence' but she thought the adult diapers
would be a lot thinner and harder to see. It wasn't her business anyway.
She hurried out the door.
The day for the appointment arrived and Joanne made it to the office right
on time. When she got there, she was surprised that her father wasn't in
the waiting room already. The receptionist, Janice was sitting at a desk.
Joanne knew the woman's name since it was clearly imprinted upon a plaque
that laid on her desk.
"May I help you," Janice inquired.
"Yes, I am supposed to be here with my Dad. He has an appointment and I
was supposed to sit in."
"Oh, you are Jeremy's daughter?"
"Yes, my name is Joanne."
"We've been expecting you. Your father is already in with the doctor.
But I'll let them know you are here."
"Thank you."
A moment later Janice said. "The doctor will be out to see you in ten
minutes. He wants to meet with your privately before taking you to see
your dad. He wants to get to know you and get a sense from your
perspective of your family dynamic before getting you all together."
"Fine."
"It'll take a few minutes do you want something to drink?
Joanne was nervous about the whole thing. She didn't even tell her mom
about this visit. All combined (including the very dry conditions inside
the office) to make Joanne very thirsty. She took Janice up on her offer.
"Yes, thank you?"
"Do you want coffee, tea or hot chocolate? We have a machine that makes
it fresh." A moment last she continued, "or do you just want some water?
"A hot chocolate would be very nice."
Janice prepared the hot chocolate and gave the cup to Joanne. Joanne had
no way of knowing that the drink contained a hypnotic that would make her
very susceptible to Dr. Zaaijer's suggestions.
Once the drug had taken effect, Janice escorted Joanne to Dr. Zaaijer's
office. The doctor was waiting for her.
"Hello, I'm Dr. Zaaijer," he said reassuringly.
"Hi, I'm Joanne."
"Are you nervous?"
"Yes, a little bit."
"Don't be nervous. There is nothing to worry about here. I'm a nice
person, you can trust me when I tell you that." Joanne visibly relaxed.
"Do you know why you are here?"
"Yes...": then she thought again, why was she here? Was she here to help
her father? Was she here to fix the relationship between herself and her
father? "I'm here to sort of support my dad."
"Yes, I suppose that is very true. But before that I need to know
something about you. Tell me about yourself."
"Well let's see my name is Joanne. I am nineteen years old. My mom and
dad have been divorced for three years. I graduated high school last
year."
"Are you going to college?"
"Not at the moment." Joanne couldn't help herself but to answer all of
Dr. Zaaijer's questions. She didn't see a reason not to, she trusted him.
"Do you have a job?"
"No."
"Then what do you do all day?"
"I don't know, I help my mom when she needs me I suppose."
"Is that all?"
"Well you know the usual stuff."
"Do you have a boyfriend?"
"Yes, but don't get me going about that."
"You're having a problem with him?" Dr. Zaaijer probed.
"Well not exactly with him. My mother doesn't like him so they don't get
along." Dr. Zaaijer had brought Joanne here to 'help' with her father,
but he was getting other ideas now that he was talking to her.
"They don't get along?"
Joanne told Dr. Zaaijer about her mother's problems and how they are, in
her opinion, effecting her. She also told him about Steven and her
feelings about both of them. This was very interesting to Dr. Zaaijer but
it was time to get on with the reason why Joanne was here.
"OK, I think I have had enough background, now it's time to see your
father. When you see him, you'll see that he has made great progress and
you'll be very proud of him." This was a very odd thing for Dr. Zaaijer
to say Joanne thought for an instant, but she knew that what he said was
true.
Dr. Zaaijer led Joanne to his inner office. In the middle of the room,
Jeremy was sitting on the floor. He was wearing a baby's onesie which
clearly showed the thick diaper underneath. In front of him was a bunch
of wooden blocks painted in pastel colors. Each block had several
different letters of the alphabet inscribed in the block. Her dad had
just finished knocking down a small tower than he had just built with the
blocks when Joanne entered the room.
Jeremy upon seeing Joanne quickly got to his feet and ran towards her. It
wasn't like a man greeting his daughter, but it was more like a toddler
upon seeing his older sister after a long absence. Jeremy rapped his
hands around Joanne and hugged her tightly. Joanne whose arms were
trapped under Jeremy's embrace patted his backside. She could feel his
diaper clearly. None of this (as Dr. Zaaijer had suggested) seemed wrong
in anyway. "There's my big little boy," Joanne said with a big reassuring
smile.
After a moment, Jeremy asked, "Do you want to see me build a tall
building?"
"Why sure!!! I'd love to see that," Joanne's voice instinctively rose an
octive. She talked to him like she would talk to a small child.
Jeremy led Joanne back to his blocks and started to stack them up. Joanne
watched intently. She would encourage Jeremy as the stack grew higher and
higher.
"Break it up you two." Dr. Zaaijer said good naturedly. "I have to talk
to Joanne for a few minutes. She'll look at you tower when it's done."
Dr. Zaaijer led Joanne a few steps away. Joanne finally noticed Brie who
was also in the room. Brie was sitting in a chair, knitting what looked
like a sweater, but not enough of it was done for Joanne to be sure. Brie
didn't look like the twenty-nine year old woman that Joanne had met. Her
hair was gray and thinning. She wore clothing that was designed for a
woman who was of advanced years. Whereas Jeremy acted like a person 50
years younger than he truly was, Brie looked like a woman 45 or 50 years
older than she should have been.
"Joanne, the reason I asked you here wasn't for Jeremy. Well not
directly. Ever since I have been seeing Jeremy, Brie has been watching
him non-stop 24/7. She loves him dearly, as you well know. (Joanne didn't
know that for sure until Dr. Zaaijer just told her.) But everyone needs a
break now and again. Sometimes to stop being with only toddlers and to be
with adults her own age. So I want you to consider if you could watch him
for her."
"Watch him???"
"Yes be his babysitter. Since you don't have a job you have the time, and
she can pay you. It's a win/win."
"That sounds OK, but when?"
"We've discussed it and come up with every other weekend and one night
during the week." This was the exact schedule that Jeremy had for
visitation with his daughter after the divorce."
"Well he is such a sweetie...yeah I'll do it!" Then calling out to
Jeremy, "How would you like me to be your babysitter?"
"I would love that!!!" Jeremy called back.
Brie went over the childcare that Joanne should know. Brie made sure that
Joanne didn't have any problems with changing his diapers. Joanne said
she didn't have any experience with that before. She was an only child.
Brie discovered that Jeremy was wet and wanted to change him to
demonstrate for Joanne, but Jeremy wouldn't let her until he finished his
building. The three watched Jeremy finish his building while discussing
his other needs, like his bedtimes, bath-time, feedings and other
necessities.
When it was time to leave, Dr. Zaaijer took Joanne aside again. "Joanne,
I think I can help you with your problem with your mother and boyfriend.
When you can arrange for everyone to be here, I think you should make an
appointment with my receptionist. Joanne was desperate. Even if Dr.
Zaaijer wasn't using his influence she might have thought that a little
family therapy could help. She knew things couldn't go on the way they
had been.
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