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Waking up most mornings, her thoughts usually centred on her scheduled
activities for the day, what to wear, who she had to meet during the day,
anything particularly important that had to be done. Today was no
different from any other day but her thoughts were of the more pleasurable
things she was planning for Saturday. If all went well with the girls, she
would have an entire day with just her and Katie and possibly a visit
from Fiona. That was something she hadn't quite got her head around yet.
Whilst it had been just Katie and her for the walk down by the river, they
had been seen by all sorts of people with no reaction whatsoever. Just a
young woman and a girl walking talking together. But Fiona not only knew
about Kevin but she had actually met him, albeit fleetingly, when Fiona
had come to pick her up for a girls night out a few months ago.The usual
grunts from Kevin in reply to her friendly hello as he had slithered back
upstairs to his room.
The way she saw it was, firstly she had to know if Katie wanted to be a
little girl on Saturday. That one wasn't too complicated and in her mind
she knew Katie had loved it last week so could be expected to want to
repeat the experience. The second one may not be quite as simple. She had
thought long and hard about her chats with Fiona the other evening and
whilst in her mind she could see herself as Katie's Mummy for some of the
time, maybe that was a bit too freaky for Katie to either want or agree
to. Perhaps the big sister role was as much as Katie could cope with.Some
of the things Katie had said about Selfish Sally and her mother had
clearly stuck in Katie"s mind as times that can only be experienced by a
Mother and her daughter. With a nothing venture , nothing gained attitude
she slipped her dressing gown and slipped into Katie's room.
Morning sweetie, a kiss wakes most people she thought as Katie's nose bore
the brunt of her affection. Sleepy eyes gradually began to open as Katie
began to join the land of the living. How is my precious little girl
today? seemed one way of letting Katie know she was now Tricia's. Have you
got a kiss for Mummy? Is my daughter awake yet? Naw, none of these worked
in her mind so she decided to leave that one for now and just try to get
Katie up, bathed and dressed. As this task was usually accomplished by
Katie on a school day, perhaps her very actions in performing the tasks a
Mummy might, may help her to understand how Tricia felt about her.
Well Missy, how about I run you a bath this morning? For once I seem to be
up early and am not in quite such a rush as usual... but you still have to
get up though. As Katie began to snuggle under the covers again.
Or.....the tickle monster will get you up for sure! Whether it was the
threat of a tickle or because it was something you would say to a child it
sort of worked. Katie wrapped herself in her duvet and tried to escape
from her bedroom whilst protected from the dreaded tickle monster by her
duvet. The best laid plans never seem to workout seemed as the Tickle
monster caught her with ease, threw her cold heartedly onto the bed and
began its viscous attack with no remorse. Katie stood no chance at all and
was soon reduced to a giggling child again, begging not to be tickled
anymore, please no more, I will wet myself if you don't stop etc type of
comments. Moving to the side of the bed to allow Katie to escape..as long
as it was straight into the bathroom Tricia held out her terrible tickling
talons once more and Katie fled, screaming and laughing into the bathroom.
Or a child fled into the bathroom followed by Tricia, her role with Katie
yet to be decided.
So Missy, in case I tickle you again you need to do a wee wee for me.
Tricia bent down to Katie and lifted her nightie up to remove her
knickers. Katie just stood there and either accepted her doing so or was
now so used to it she didn't react. With Katie on the loo Tricia checked
the water temperature of the bath before taking her dressing gown off.
With Katie proudly announcing she had finished, she was wiped, her nightie
removed and placed in the bath whilst Tricia sat on the loo and followed
Katie's example. Standing up, she shucked her own nightie off and climbed
into the bath with the surprised Katie.
She soaped up a flannel and began to wash her explaining that sometimes
when she was a little girl she wold be allowed to share a bath with her
Mummy almost as a treat. Being in the bath with Katie nude she needed to
be sure this wasn't a turn on for Kevin so after standing Katie up
proceeded to wash her all over including her clitty with no reaction
whatsoever. Clearly Katie did not see Tricia as a sexual object in any
way..somewhat disappointing she thought as she thought she was a sexy
young woman. But as she realised she may yet become a Yummy Mummy she
smiled. That rather appealed to her on so many counts.
Tricia turned Katie around carefully so she was facing away from her and
held her to her against her tummy and laid back a little. " Katie, I have
been thinking about you so much over the last few days and... well how
would you feel if I was to be your Mummy?" Would you like that?To do
everything your Mummy used to do?"
Katie quietly stood up, climbed out of the bath, turned and politely said
no thank you before walking out and into her bedroom. That would have been
a nice way for it to have happened. The reality was in an explosion of
water, small pink person, Katie erupted from the bath, displaced water and
splashes spreading far and wide throughout the room and fled screaming out
of the bathroom and into her bedroom slamming the door behind her.
Tricia also lept out of the bath but paused to at least dry herself and
wrap a towel around her before heading for Katie's room and a closed door.
She had been beaten to it by Caroline who had been woken by the commotion.
Katie, can you open he door please she pleaded with no result.
Unfortunately Tricia had the same result until the door was flung open and
Kevin stormed out passing the two of them heading for the stairs. He
descended the stairs in high jumps until reaching the bottom he paused to
turn around and shout with shocking vehemence " I hate you. How could
you, why would you want to?" Spun on his heel and stormed out of the
house.
Both Tricia and Caroline were in a state of shock as to what had caused
this uncharacteristic display from the now departed Katie and the return
of Kevin. As they sat on the stairs running through the sequence of events
they had no idea of the cause. Tricia admitted to having Katie in her bath
but did explain it was the sort of thing she did with her mother when she
was younger. That was enough for Caroline to get her teeth into and she
gradually wheedled it out of Tricia that she saw herself in a Mummy role
with Katie when she was being her little self...something which she
appeared to love to do.
With no explicable reason why this should have affected her in the way it
had done, and Tricia promising hand on heart she hadn't molested Katie or
anything, in the bath which did make Caroline smile at the absurdity of
the thought, the two girls departed to their rooms to get dressed and talk
about it over breakfast. Again after reaching no possible reason for her
actions, Tricia made Caroline promise to text her if Kevin was at school
and left for work. As soon as Zoe arrived ,the tale was repeated in all
its gory detail as the girls walked to the bus stop.
A brief search of the usual haunts failed to reveal Kevin so as the bell
sounded for lessons, they agreed to meet up again at break and try again.
A very morose Kevin was discovered at break time skulking outside the boys
toilets and on seeing them, he disappeared inside to prevent any
conversation with him. Lunch time was equally unsuccessful In either
locating him or having the opportunity to talk. With the school day
finished the girls made their way home to await Kevin's return and an
explanation.
Both it seems , would have to wait as he was nowhere to be seen and still
hadn't appeared by the time Tricia got home. She was getting quite worried
as to his whereabouts but not knowing where he may be, decided to wait
until 7.00 before either going to look for him or perhaps involving the
Police. The relief when the back door opened and Kevin slunk in was
immense and like most Mothers when a lost child is found, started to
berate him for frightening them, getting lost, not letting them know where
he was etc. With a look of dumb insolence he listened and just
replied"out" and attempted to pass them to go to his room.
An adolescent teenage boy in a bad mood is a force to be reckoned with but
then so was a peed off Tricia. It was the voice of a mother or in her
case, guardian that in a steely tone instructed him to "Get yourself into
the lounge, I want an explanation for your behaviour..NOW!" And you two
get upstairs please, I don't want you listening at the door, this
doesn't concern you". Aimed at the two girls who knowing went quit,
scurried upstairs and shut Carolines's door.
Kevin sprawled himself on the sofa, as Tricia came in shutting the door
behind her. " I won't insult you by calling you Katie but I think you owe
me an explanation at least for your behaviour" expecting some show of
contrition from him. Sadly that wasn't forthcoming as he informed her he
didn't actually care what she did now. If she wanted him to leave, just
give him the address of Social Services and he would go, unless she wanted
him to wait and confess to the headmaster in the morning. Whatever, there
was no way he was ever going to called Katie , be a girl or any other of
that shit he had been through. Not now, not ever again.
The vehemence of his statement did surprise Tricia but accepting that this
was neither the place for this conversation or with him in his present
mood, the time acknowledged his feelings and suggested he may wish to go
to bed to think about his actions of the day. He slithered off the sofa
and disappeared into his room shutting the door, not slamming it. The wind
had been blown out her sails completely by the uncharacteristic behaviour
and return of Kevin. Accepting that right now, Kevin was home, she went
upstairs to the airing cupboard, selected some of his old pyjamas and
after knocking on his door, handed them to the wretched looking youth with
a good night said in a nice way.
Sitting in the kitchen, glass of wine in hand she was alone with her
thoughts...or maybe just with a blank mind. She had absolutely no idea
what had caused his apparent brain storm or why he reacted as he had.
Caroline timidly popped her head around the door and asked if they could
come in now, with a nod Tricia welcomed them and received a hug of" I am
here if you want to talk or whatever but I am here for you" from both of
them. Its a girl means of communication where nothing is actually said but
transferred In the hug and globally recognised by females. They sat there
in silence for a while before Zoe started off the inquest by saying" So..
how about we go through it all again. I wasn't here so may pick up on
something you two didn't at the time'. In an effort o lighten the mood
Caroline suggested that she wanted to be Jane Tennison , Tricia could be
Miss Marple and Zoe could play George from Enid Blyton's famous five
books. Well nobody giggled but it broke the ice at least as they started
to try to piece it all together.
Blushing somewhat, Tricia explained how she had taken into the bathroom
with her to bath her as you would a small child, a role Katie seemed to
enjoy. She went through the bit about letting her see her naked to see if
it aroused her, the washing her etc. Her blush grew even redder as she
tried to explain how she felt about little Katie, how she sort of felt all
Mumsy with her. It had seemed to work she explained in the past, her
taking on the Mummy role and Katie, her little daughter. It was Carolines
turn to blush a little but she didn't say anything..for now. Once again
Zoe stepped in and commented that she had noticed how Tricia reacted to
Katie and her different age thing once or twice. How when Katie had been
crying, she had wiped the tears away..and then done the nose blow thing.
How Tricia fussed over her when she was dressed, straightening her blouse,
sorting out her socks. The sort of thing a Mother did usually to the
embarrassment of the child.
As if in mitigation, Tricia said that she honestly thought that Katie
liked her being her Mummy for some of the time..although nothing had ever
been said about it. They had spoken before about Katie's wanting all the
things her sister had from her mother and that he, as Kevin, never had.
The cuddles, the praise, the admiration of her. How a girls right to that
affection and love was indisputable and accepted. So that was what she had
been trying to do for Katie. Until it all went horribly wrong.
Caroline who had remained quiet as they were discussing this and taking it
all in asked how Tricia viewed Katie when she was being little. All the
things they had spoken about were dissected into minute detail. From
Tricia's choice of clothes for her, dressing her, holding her hand when
they were out. How she spoke to her, the tiny butterfly kisses she gave
her on her nose, how she sort of cupped her bottom with her hand when they
Katie sat on her lap. Even how she cuddled her, it was different to the
ones she gave Caroline when her world fell apart and she just needed some
comfort. Caroline commented , I know that Katie on Saturday night was a
teenager, sometimes she is 13, sometimes younger, sometimes she can seem
older, especially when she gets the Zoe Weston makeup and hair special she
said smiling at Zoe. I haven't forgotten you made her look prettier than
me either Zoos. How old do you see her when she is little Trish? Tricia
looked pensive as she thought about that. Well sometimes she can be maybe
9 or 10, other times she can be a lot younger, almost like 5 yr old I
think. When she is the bath being washed, even younger.Its almost like
bathing a toddler with all the tickles and bubbles and that sort of thing.
When she gets out of the bath all wet and wriggly and I wrap her in the
towel she is so cute. Tricia went slightly red at the thought of her like
that. I can't help how I feel about her like that. She is so vulnerable
and needy She just needs, love protecting and.. being mothered. Caroline
in a quiet voice said 'Like being put to your breast and suckled as any
Mother would for her child"
Tricia hung her head in shame and a terrible feeling surged through her
body. How could she have let it happen. It was almost abuse of a child.
Tears began to flood down her face, not slide, not escape but flood. She
was so ashamed of what she had been doing now...but at the time it had
just seemed so right. That her sister knew was terrible but for Zoe to
know meant that she would no doubt take delight in passing on this
momentous gossip. Without a word being spoken initially, the terrible
twins moved to Tricia and passed the hug around again. It always worked
like holding out a peace pipe to a red Indian. Once accepted, it couldn't
be snatched back. The hug meant, its ok.
Caroline was the first to speak..as usual and just said ,Even me with my
limited experience of the washing machine and its intricate workings can
tell the difference between a normal bra and a maternity one in the
washing basket. That and maybe you should learn to close your door better.
I thought I saw you with Katie the other day but decided I was mistaken
but then I found not one but two bras in the wash. I think its..rather
sweet really. That Katie wants to be that toddler girl with her Mummy.
Honest. If you think about how we all are with Katie its just..a bit more
different than the different we are with her when she is
being...differently Katie.
Zoe was the possible fly in the ointment. If her thoughts on the matter
were ones of disgust and horror the whole world was about to come crashing
down for Tricia. Even though she was Carolines bestie, shared everything
with her and treated Tricia like a big sister, friend, confidant and even
surrogate Mum when hers wasn't about, if she was weirded out by it it
wasn't good news for Trish." You know we always talk about everything
together, adding at Caroline and this is no different. We talked about it
when you sent us upstairs like naughty schoolgirls this evening. I sort of
feel the same way she does. Katie is cute and I have seen how you treat
her so its no shock you think of her as a child, your child. If you
suckling her to comfort her makes you feel good, bring it on. If Katie
likes it, perfect. But... please don't think I am being weird now,
umm..maybe I could sort of see you with her like that sometime. I think
it would be so so sweet"
One of the things about a girl hug is it can be very quick, a second is
all thats needed sometimes to convey feelings. If a really serious
exchange of love and support is required it can last for many seconds. But
if tears have been shed then that hug needs to be long, meaningful and
precious. Lets just say nobody timed it and leave it at that. Nothing to
see here, move on.
With that huge weight off her chest, ok maybe not the best choice of words
but even Charles Dickens had to start somewhere, the three girls resumed
their brainstorming over Katie. They tried to run through what could
possibly have caused Katie to lose it 100% and freak out. Tricia tried to
recall exactly what she had said and as best ash could remember she said
that she had asked Katie how she would feel if Tricia was her Mummy. How
she do for her everything a Mummy did. And then the explosion. With the
power of recall Tricia could almost hear her asking Katie it over again.
No, I said "To do everything your Mummy used to do?" Well I think it was
something like that anyway.
Once again it was George, don't call me Georgina, Enid Blyton's gender
curious detective who cracked the case. Announcing in her best male voice
" Elementary my dear Watson" suddenly favouring the older man for her role
model, Katies mother did something to her when she was young that
seriously fucked with her brain. Zoe! Thats not the sort of word I expect
you to use. Tricia exclaimed. But I think you may just be right. It seems
to fit. Katie likes me to Mummy her, she loves it actually but maybe not
something her real mother did. Oh. God, she so pissed off with me now she
certainly won't tell me about it now. The howl of indignation at Tricia's
language was justified after her rebuke of Zoe a moment before. How the
hell do we find out what its all about though?
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