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Chapter six
In the morning, Joanne woke up. Mom was still asleep in the guest
bedroom. Steven was in the kitchen reading his novel.
"You're up early?" she said cheerfully.
"I've been up for hours?"
"Hours?"
"Yeap, want me to tell you what's been going on since you left."
"Sure," she sounded unconcerned, but actually she was dying to know.
Well after I finished the dishes, I decided it was time to prepare for
bed. There is so much to do now. I had to wash off my makeup, take a
shower, using all the oils and lotions that I need to keep my skin so
pretty, wash and blow dry my 'long' hair and be careful not to damage it
now or while sleeping. Then I put on my nightgown and robe and got into
bed. I read this trashy novel until I fell asleep.
I woke up at 6:30. I have a new morning ritual now. I made my bed before
leaving the bedroom. Even before I pee. That is always the first thing I
do. I make my bed even before putting on my robe. Now I can finally sit
down to pee. Next I took off the face mask, then brushed my hair and my
teeth, and finally I put on a little blush and lipstick so I can go down
and be seen. I can't go down here with a naked face can I?"
"You could."
"Not when I have a guest over. If it was just you and me then maybe. But
with a stranger in the house I can't. If Steven sees me without some
makeup that would be a big problem."
"I see your point."
"Next I took my medication with a little water and was ready to head to
the kitchen. The first thing I did here was make a pot of coffee.
Actually, the coffee was the one thing that I really liked. Before I
would skip breakfast, but now I actually enjoy a nice cup of coffee in the
morning. When this is over I may start drinking coffee myself. I
prepared a warm breakfast and read my book while waiting for the others to
wake up. The french toast I made for you is over there it is cold but I
can warm it up.
After waiting for about an hour, I realized that you wouldn't be up any
time soon. So I washed the dishes, put the coffee pot away and went up
stairs to finish my makeup and pick out an outfit for the day. This would
be the first time I tried it without yours or Steven's help."
"You look great, from your makeup to the outfit you selected."
"Well the last three days were a crash course on all things feminine. But
the key to the outfit is the top. Once you pick a top then everything
follows."
"What do you mean?"
"You pick the top you want to wear and there are only a few pairs of pants
which goes with it. It's not that I can fit into any pants with buttons,
at least not until I buy some. So once I have the top and pants, I know
which bra goes under the top. For obvious reason you can't just put on
any bra with a top, the colors have to match and the style has to match.
The panties matches the bra and then I need shapewear that won't show
underneath. I hate the shapewear but I can't do without. It's the only
thing that hides my ummm, you know, flattens my stomach and narrows my
waist."
"In three days you have certainly learned a lot," Joanne said impressed.
It didn't go unnoticed by her that he called it a top not just a shirt.
Joanne wondered if Steven knew the difference between a top, shell, blouse
and tunic.
"Thank you, but that is only clothing, next I had to redo my face for the
day. I have to look nice, but not too youthful. I'm probably the only
person who is trying to look older than I am."
"That isn't right, you try to look older when you try and buy a beer."
"I guess you are right, but not 20 years older anyway. But sit down, I'll
warm up my breakfast."
"No I can do it. It's sort of my job now. Working at Walmart is easier
than this."
"OK, MOM. Thank you."
"Your quite welcomed sweetheart." Steven removed the plate over the
skillet that contained the cool breakfast. He then turned the heat back
on.
"Mom, I was meaning to ask you, how is your book?" Joanne asked as they
walked into the living room while Joanne's breakfast was warming.
"Well, I finished one last night, I just started a new one this morning."
"How is it?"
"I just started, but you know how they go. Beautiful girl, exotic
location, a mysterious man, some sort of tragic problem."
"So you don't like it?"
"No, I love romance novels very much. I can't get enough of them." Steven
said a bit robotically as Adelaide entered the room.
"Want some breakfast, Steven?"
"Yes, but can you make it quick? I haven't got much time. I am working
the early shift at Walmart."
Steven returned to the kitchen to add another portion to what he was
cooking.
When Steven was out of earshot, Adelaide said in confidential tones, "Look
at my face it's covered in pimples."
There were three pimples on her face. Maybe she was over reacting. "Well
it's not that bad."
"I guess not, but there isn't anything I can do about it. When this used
to happen I would put on concealer, foundation and a little blush and you
couldn't see them. But now I have to show them to the world."
"I didn't know you had any pimples. Besides the pimples will make you
seem younger."
"Of course I did, that's why I wore the facial mask every night. It kept
my skin clear."
"You know I saw dad this weekend?"
"Of course I did."
"He's changed a lot."
"He has?" Adelaide asked.
"Well in a lot of ways he hasn't changed, I mean he loves to be the center
of attention. Sometimes he babbles nonsense all the time and you just
have to speak it back to him until he is done."
"I know he used to drone on about this and that and you say 'yes dear' or
'your right dear', things like that."
"He is still stubborn, he wants what he wants when he wants it."
"Yeah it's a wonder I stayed married to him for so long."
"And he can stomp his feet and scream when he doesn't get it."
"I hated that."
"But Brie has developed several ways to keep him in line. If he throws a
tantrum she sometimes just ignores him until he stops. If that doesn't
work she can distract him. She doesn't get into pointless arguments with
him."
"Good for her. He and I used to fight like cats and dogs."
"She seems to have more control over him. She has him on a schedule, so
he's never late."
"Really? I used to have to get him out of bed when he ignored the alarm."
"Well she makes sure he has plenty of sleep. So it's easier to get him
out of bed. It looks like she does everything for him, dad thinks he is
in charge. But Brie is really the one in charge. She arranges it so that
he is always around, but never in her way. You would be totally surprised
how in so many ways dad has been domesticated. She gives him something to
do and he does it."
That is when Steven returned to the room. "Come and get it, breakfast is
ready," he announced.
Joanne and Adelaide ate breakfast. Adelaide ate quickly since she was
late. She dashed for the door.
Before she left the house, Steven called out, "Will you be home for
dinner?" Steven knew she wouldn't be.
"No, I have a busy day, after my shift is over, I'll be working out at the
gym for two hours. Then Mike is picking me up and we are going to go to
the game.
"Have fun."
"I will," she said trying to fake a bit of cheer.
"Bring your false ID in case you need it. If you come home sober, I'll
know you didn't have any fun," Steven said cryptically. Adelaide didn't
know if that was a threat. She would have to drink herself silly with
Steven's friends. That probably would be more fun than watching the silly
game anyway.
"Oh, yes Mrs. Rios, that reminds me about dinner," Adelaide said, "you
should go to the market and buy some groceries. We are running out.
Joanne, you go with her. You know what to get. If I come back and the
fridge isn't full (and I don't mean full of Twinkies and beer) then I know
you're not trying."
"Yes Steven."
"Don't MRS. RIOS forget if you see your friends, to say hi and socialize.
They like to do their shopping on Mondays too." Adelaide emphasized 'Mrs.
Rios' so that Steven knew she meant her friends not his.
"Yes."
"One last thing, you have been wearing the same pair of flats for three
days in a row. You've lots of shoes you should wear something new, how
about something with a little heel. Thinking of it a little stocking will
make your legs look pretty."
"Steven you seem to know a lot about woman's shoes and stuff. Are you
sure you are not gay?" Steven said this to hopefully shut her up.
"Well Mrs. Rios, I might not know lady's shoes but I do know what I like,"
and then she closed the door and left before Steven could retort.
"That does it, I'm calling Mike. When Steven gets back tonight, he'll
definitely be drunk," Steven said angrily.
"OK, but we do have to get groceries. It's been a week and if mom...I
mean Steven said her friends will be around, they probably will be."
"How will I know her friends?"
"Well, I think they'll know you. You had been be on the look out and talk
about what they want."
"Oh great."
"I think that you should also change your shoes as she said. She'll have
someone looking for that."
"The stockings too?"
"Yeah, have you worn them before?"
"No, I haven't worn any socks since this whole thing began."
Well stockings are no big deal, you put them on like socks. After a while
you won't realize you are wearing them they are so light.
The two went upstairs and looked at the shoes. There were only six pairs
that fit. The pair of flats he was wearing now, the small heels he wore
when he shopped with Carolyn and four other pairs. "How about these
slingbacks? Steven asked holding a pair of open toed, sling back pumps
with a small heel. Steven liked that their were open toed so they showed
his painted nails.
"Slingbacks, you know what they are called?"
"Yes, Carolyn made sure I knew which were which, and after hours of shoe
shopping you tend to remember.
"They seem OK, the heel is low so you can walk in them."
"That is what I thought."
"Now what about the stockings."
"They are over here," Steven said. He knew where everything was in his
bedroom. Steven opened the appropriate draw and picked out a pair.
"Hey, have you ever worn pantyhose before?"
"No, why would I? I have only worn pants."
"I guess you are right. Hey maybe you could try a skirt today."
"I don't think so."
"Awe come on.
for me."
"No."
"OK, well if you ever want to wear pantyhose with a skirt, remember you
roll the hose down your fingers like this. And then you pull it up your
leg to the knee and the other side before pulling them all the way up."
"I'll remember that if I ever need it."
"Mommmmmmmm!!!!"
"I said 'NO', young lady!"
"OK. Should we go now?"
"Naaa, lets watch some TV first."
It was mid morning and little was on. The decided that they couldn't
watch a 'Steven' show. Adelaide might have a way of knowing somehow. So
they flipped through channels looking for something they could both enjoy.
They hit upon an old I Love Lucy episode on the Hallmark Channel. It was
funny and Adelaide couldn't complain about that.
They sat back to watch. "Look at what she is wearing. You are so lucky,"
Joanne said. "Back in those days they all wore higher heels than you are
all the time. Their feet must have hurt. And they always wore dresses
with pantyhose."
"That's just a TV show."
"No in the fifties all women wore stuff like that."
"Well this is the new millennium, I'm not going to wear any dresses, if I
can help it."
It was a four episode marathon. Joanne teased Steven every time Lucy (or
Ethel) was in a new dress. When it was over, it was time to go shopping.
Steven drove Adelaide's car to the supermarket and they both got out.
"I'll try and only buy what 'we need'," meaning what Adelaide would get.
"but you keep an eye out too."
"No problem, when in doubt, don't buy it. Not even cookies and chips."
"Well, I can't eat them, but we should buy some for Steven. I know how he
loves them."
"OK, but not too many and you can't eat them."
In the store they walked up one aisle and down the other trying to figure
out what Adelaide would get. The one thing they were sure of was NO BEER.
They started to shop and looked for things on the shelf.
"What brand of Peanut butter do you usually get?" Steven asked.
"Mom, you know what is ever on sale."
"Maybe I have a coupon?" Steven looked inside his purse. He noticed that
among the other items, were a Ziploc full of coupons.
"You know what mom? I should run and get a circular, that'll show us
where all the sales are."
"Great, I'll continue looking here."
Joanne ran (well walked quickly) toward the front of the store to find the
circular. When she returned she could see Steven at a distance for the
first time. He was pushing his cart down the aisle. Joanne was amazed at
how he moved. He really got his feminine walk down. Even though his
hands were holding the cart and they didn't have any swish in them, it was
still obvious that he had a woman's movement. Carolyn must have really
been tough on him for Steven to have picked it up so quickly.
In one of the aisles they heard, "Addie is that you?" Then they heard the
click of heels scurrying over to them. Steven didn't know who this woman
was. Joanne knew it was one of Mom's friend but didn't know her name.
Before Steven could react, this woman embraced him and quickly kissed him
on the cheek leaving a small amount of lipstick. Steven kissed the woman
back as he had seen other women do. "Addie," she said I haven't seen you
in forever.
"Has it been that long?" Steven recovered.
"It seems so. What have you been up to?"
"Oh this and that," Steven said noncommittally.
"Well we must catch up." She took a step back to look at Steven. "You
look great. I just love those shoes."
"Thank you."
"Where did you get them?"
"At Macy's at the mall. They have a great selection. I was just there
Friday."
"I know they do. Have you seen the selection at DSW?"
"I was there too."
"Sounds like you had a fun trip."
"Look, I have to a lot to do, can I call you later?"
"I know what you mean, there just doesn't seem to be time for anything. I
have barely had time to read my book like The Duchess Deal. Have you read
it?"
"Yes, I just finished it."
"I really enjoyed it, I liked the part where Emma and the Duke negotiate
about how things will be. You just knew that she would win in the end."
Joanne and Steven realized that this wasn't a conversation, but a test.
He had to show what he knew and talk to her like Adelaide would.
"Yeah there wasn't any doubt. He was like putty in her hands. I loved
how little by little she won him over."
"Yes it started small, but in the end he hadn't a chance. You know some
BOYS don't have a chance with a strong mature woman." the woman
emphasized the word boys, instead of using the word men. Twice in one
day, Steven had been threatened without ever being yelled at.
"But I just have to get this shopping done."
"Hey look, lets just shop together. I have so much to tell you. The
woman, Steven still didn't know her name, rambled on about family members
and people that Steven didn't know. She tried to make him mad by the
relentless barrage of girl talk. But Steven kept his cool. He looked for
opportunities to show what he knew. He never once raised his voice or let
his pitch slip to it's normal range. The woman dogged him all through the
store. Peppering him with questions about things that Adelaide should
know. She then insisted that they have a late lunch together. Finally
they got rid of her after lunch. Steven and this woman kissed again on
the cheeks and the woman was gone. Steven never did find out what the
woman's name was, although he now knew everything about her husband,
children, and countless other woman who were friends and acquaintances of
this woman and Adelaide.
"I'm impressed," Joanne said.
"Just catching up with an old friend. What's the problem?"
"None at all for my MOM!"
"Steven should be at the gym by now. Want to drop in on him?"
"Sure! Let's do it."
They drove over to the gym. They hoped Adelaide wasn't there, that would
mean that she broke the agreement. If she wasn't then she had better have
a good explanation. They skulked around trying not to be seen. They
weren't there for a workout. They found her, she was there. She was
dressed like most of the men in a sweatsuit. She wasn't doing Pilates,
yoga, or even cycling she was using one of the resistance machines. She
didn't see them approach.
"Hi lover," Joanne said. "We were passing by and I wanted to see you."
"Yes Steven," Steven confirmed, "I couldn't keep her away. She said we
had to see you."
"Well why not give me some sugar," Adelaide demanded with a smile.
"Sure," and Joanne pecked her on the cheek.
"Is that all I get?"
"Well for now, you are all sweaty. My let me see how much weight you are
pulling." She looked at the machine and noted it was sixty pounds. That
was obviously less than Steven could lift, but for a woman like Adelaide
it was impressive. "You can lift sixty pounds?" Joanne said impressed.
"Of course I can! You wouldn't want a sissy boy."
"WOW!!!" Joanne said again. But even Steven was impressed. When they
looked again, they noticed that Adelaide seemed to have grown a bit of
muscle.
"Look, we have to go, we have groceries in the car. We don't want it to
spoil," Steven said.
"OK, but remember I won't be home tonight, I'm going to the game with the
boys."
"We know. Bye Steven"
After they were out of the gym. "Did you see that? That was real weights
and I saw her lift them. She couldn't have faked that," Joanne said
excitedly.
"I don't know what to say. How could a woman like that lift sixty
pounds?"
"I guess she is stronger than we both thought."
They drove home and put the groceries away. They were alone and sure that
mom wouldn't be coming back any time soon. This was something the two had
hoped for just a week back. But they decided to continue to just play the
mother/daughter thing. Certainly fooling around would be breaking the
rules. Even if mom didn't catch them directly, they were sure she would
know if anything had happened. She knew when dad was cheating and they
suspected that they knew that Joanne wasn't a virgin anymore, even though
she never told her.
"I'm going to go and listen to some music, mom. Want to come?"
"No I have a list of chores I have to do. I think I should start one
now." He hadn't seen anyone do any vacuuming since he got here. It was
on the list of things he must do at least once a week to keep the house
tidy. Joanne watched as Steven took off his shoes and started the
housework in bare feet. Well not totally bear he was still wearing his
stockings. The noise of the vacuum made Joanne close her door.
Steven went from room to room vacuuming. In the guestroom, he actually
had to do a general cleanup. Adelaide had made a mess for him. He had to
put the soiled clothes in the hamper, throw out the trash, put the
PlayStation away and even make the bed. He made sure to do a top job. He
was sure that Adelaide would notice every little thing. Steven wished
that he could spend the time playing with his games, but he had to do what
he had to do.
About an hour later, Steven knocked on Joanne's door.
"Come in."
"Joanne honey, I was wondering what you wanted for dinner?"
"You are going to cook for me?"
"Of course silly. Now what do you want?"
"How about baked chicken? Do you know how to make that?"
"I have my cookbooks. I'll figure it out."
"I'd better help you."
"If you like...."
Joanne and Steven cooked together and then they ate together. The meal
was nutritious. It not only have the chicken which was baked, not fried.
But there was also a vegetable dish and some apple sauce . Steven made
himself another pot of coffee. Coffee had grown on him, it was one of the
few things that he really enjoyed and could have as often as he liked. He
even ordered it during lunch with Adelaide's friend. Although she did
remind him to have it with Splenda instead of sugar. He continued this
new tradition at dinner.
After dinner, Joanne suggested they watch some TV together. But finding
the right program was tough, even though Adelaide wasn't there they wanted
to pick a program that would appeal to all three of them. They settled on
another fifties comedy, "The Honeymooners." Joanne and Steven enjoyed the
show a lot. Since spending the day doing housework while Adelaide was
free to work out and go to the game with the boys, Steven could appreciate
the comedy when it came to Alice Kramden better.
After the second episode was over, Steven said, "Honey, I have to get
ready to get to bed."
"But, it's still early."
"I was up early and I'm tired. Besides it takes me a while to prepare for
bed now." Joanne knew the real reason that Steven wanted to get ready for
bed. He had been wearing the girdle (although they called it shapewear
now not girdles) for over twelve hours and he wanted to get out of it.
Joanne had worn one for her high school prom to give her a pretty look in
her gown. She had only have to wear that for five hours or so but by the
end she was dying to take it off.
Steven left for bed and Joanne went to her room. Much later that night,
Adelaide arrived home. She was making a lot of noise which disturbed
Joanne in her room. When she got to the hall where she could see the
doorway she saw her mom enter the house. She was indeed very drunk.
"How was the game?" Steven asked. Joanne saw that Steven was already in
the living room. Sometime after Joanne had returned to her room, Steven
went to the living room to wait for Adelaide. Steven was prepared for
bed, he was wearing his nightie and robe. He had on his facial mask and
wasn't watching TV but reading his novel.
"It was great!!!" Adelaide said with a slight drunken slur."
"Who won?"
"Ummm, let me see, I knew it a minute ago. The other team I think."
"You don't know who won?"
"I'm not sure, there was plenty of time and we all bought beers. Lots of
beers. If you are asking who won the beer contest, it wasn't me or Mike,
it was Rob."
"Maybe you should get to bed."
"Maybe you are right," Adelaide headed towards her own room.
"No, your room not upstairs."
"Oh, yes, my room."
"And don't mess up the floor. If you have to you know find the toilets."
"Will do." Adelaide found her way to the guestroom. She didn't even take
off her clothes when she collapsed on her bed fast asleep.
"Wow, I have never seen mom drunk like that before."
"She seem to have more fun tonight than I did. But I don't know how
she'll feel tomorrow when she has to go to work."
"Pretty shitty I think."
"Me too, but now I have to get some sleep too. I need my beauty sleep.
See you in the morning."
"Good night, ma."
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