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FATEFUL CHRISTMAS PROLOGUE: This is the Christmas story that has taken me ten years to write. Bah...Humbug. It is a sequel to my story FATEFUL INTERVENTION. Of course this is a work of total fiction, any resemblance to persons or pets living or deceased is purely accidental. ---------------------- Natalie was doing some unneeded late Christmas shopping at a pricey, upscale big box store in a northern Chicago suburb. Just as she approached the checkout clerk, she was afflicted that mysterious malady.....The holiday blues. The tears began to flow as she pulled her wallet out of her purse. The savvy clerk immediately reached for her box of tissues. Apologizing, Natalie dabbed at her eyes and semi ruined mascara. The clerk stowed Natalie's two small bags behind her counter and directed the distraught lass to a nearby ladies room to repair her paint. Retrieving her purchases and thanking the clerk, Natalie felt secure enough that her temporary wave of depression had receded. Walking out of the store, Natalie was blindsided by a large, unstoppable mass. "Ooff," uttered a surprised, masculine voice, the last sound Natalie remembered before she lay sprawled out on the terrazzo hallway. Never unconscious, Natalie quickly came to her senses. A very pretty woman was kneeling over her. "Are you alright, dear?" asked the woman. Natalie attempting to rise, felt herself being lifted to her feet. She turned around and peered directly into the tie of one of the largest men that she had ever been run over by. --------------------- Natalie attempted to apologize but, was cut short by the woman. "It's not your fault, dear. My husband, the big oaf standing next to you, ran you over like you were a terrified quarterback," said the woman. A voice in the gathering crowd muttered, "That's Mike Benson, one of the interior linebackers for the Bears." Mike bent over to gather Natalie's packages and once upright again, squinted at Natalie and asked, "Do I know you. You look very different but, I am thinking high school." Natalie, now recognizing hers and Alexius' high school protector, was speechless and remained silent as the crowd dispersed. "Do you recall a Nathan and Alex sitting in the cafeteria when you told some of your team mates to look after your younger brother?" asked Natalie. Mike's wife was now looking at her husband curiously. Understanding crept across Mike's face and he looked at his wife and winked, "My but, you certainly have changed," he said to Natalie. "Please, if you have time, join Joanne and I for a beverage at the bar down the hallway." More or less, trapped, Natalie agreed and Joanne grasped Natalie's hand and pulled her along behind the lead tank as they made their way down the mall's main hallway. --------------------- Alexis was sitting in her antique bathtub, soaking her disappointment away as she had just broken her latest affair off. The pretty boy she had been frolicking with for the past three months had become unfaithful and her pride could not tolerate having to share the pretty twink with a leather clad, muscular and bearded biker. Alexis was idly thinking about her former lover, Natalie. It had four years since Alexius had broken off their longtime relationship. It had been the start of their third year at Northwestern and Alexis had been offered a job at the Tarnished Pearl, a cabaret near the Loyola University campus. Life was good, she was the highlight act despite her brief Northwestern fine arts training. She had bought off the pretty boy with a one-way ticket to the Turks in the Caribbean and five hundred in cash. The boy had snatched the ticket and the cash and nearly flew out of her refurbished townhouse without so much as a fair thee well. 'Well, good riddance to bad rubbish', she thought dramatically. 'Damn, It's the holidays and now I am just another lonely TV'. Alexis had been living as a woman, sort of, for the past five, no nearly six years. In the past two plus years, she seen her high school squeeze, Natalie occasionally but, they had settled upon different paths. Alexis was a happily gay, transvestite while Natalie was dabbling in and drifting towards sexual reassignment surgery. As thoughts of Natalie drifted from her thoughts another, more interesting boy took her place. A year and a half previous, the then love of her life did the unthinkable, he joined the Marine Corps. ------------------ Mike Benson looked at Natalie across the caf? table the three of them were sitting at and remarked, "Nathan, you make a much better looking woman than whatever it was that you and your pal were in school." Joanne's eyes widened and leaning across the table declared, "Your not a girl?" Natalie blushed. Being publicly exposed was a new experience for her. Joanne, now totally engrossed with this change of subject demanded, "Tell me everything." -------------------- Morgan Benson was sitting at the athletes training table in the field house at Northern Illinois University, exercising one of his options as team manager of having breakfast with Terrell Thomas, a defensive lineman on NIU football team. Terrell was busy eating himself out of an NFL career. Morgan was the student manager of the football team and as a reward for his exemplary work at maintaining a fresh towel supply, was allowed to eat at the team training table. Morgan half watched in awe as Terrell devoured the breakfast involving the four basic food groups, white, brown, yellow and black. The one dozen sunny side up fried eggs, two pounds of hash browned potatoes, grilled steak and coffee disappeared into the maw of the gargantuan lineman. Morgan, on the other hand, kept his trim, one hundred and sixty five pound frame svelte with two over easy eggs, sausage links and half a grapefruit and toast. "Terrell, my man," began Morgan. "I have a problem." Deciphering an unintelligible mouthful response, Morgan decided that Terrell had said, "What's that man?" Morgan, satisfied that Terrell was paying attention said, "My brother has invited me to a Christmas party in Chicago and suggested that I bring a date. As you are aware, I don't have a 'girl' friend." A rare thought crossed Terrell's face and with practiced effort, stretched his well trained esophagus and the immense mouthful slid home. "I can understand why you don't have a squeeze but, I don't know any suitable dudes of your persuasion," said the giant. "Your bro, Mike would scare the shit out of most of the dude's you would prefer, right out of their panties, once they got over fantasying about him," Grimly laughing, Morgan had to agree and dropped the subject, ---------------------- Joanne stared at Natalie as the gurl finished his tale about her life and her long time relationship with Bert and Megan. "So, your benefactor, Bert Mortensen and his wife Megan have sheltered, financed and educated you for all of the years since you left high school?" said Joanne. "They must be saints." "I'd like to meet Burt," stated Mike, "he sounds like a very upstanding man. Say, I am planning a Christmas party on the twentieth of December, It's a Friday. I would like to invite you and Bert and Megan to it. Also, any friend you would like to bring along." Natalie replied, "I'm sure that Bert would love to meet you. I can ask." Joanne added, "I would like to meet Megan and your.....err..... boyfriend." Frowning slightly, Natalie responded, "I don't have a boyfriend, or girlfriend for that matter, right now. This transsexual business is not particularly conducive to relationships." Joanne looked at Mike and they exchanged light bulbs. ----------------------- Natalie still lived with the Mortenson's. Burt and Megan had married during her sophomore year at Northwestern. Natalie had been a fulltime student and worked part time for Burt, clerking at his office. Megan had been three months pregnant when she and Burt married. During the last two months of Megan's pregnancy, Burt had decided that he didn't want to leave an excuse open for Natalie to quit school and become the family housekeeper again, so he discussed the situation with Natalie's mother, Rose. Rose had agreed to Bert's of becoming the live in housekeeper. To Bert, things were going swimmingly. Megan kept her job into her third trimester, Natalie stayed in school at Northwestern and his daily routine stayed the same. One advantage he had with Rose's addition to the household, he suddenly became a host to guests. Sitting at the family room bar, Burt heard the front door open and close, followed the same for Natalie's room. A couple of minutes later, Natalie came into the family room. ---------------------- "Uncle Bert," said Natalie as she came into the room, "I have an invitation for you." Handing Bert, Mike Benson's personal card, Natalie said, "We, you, Megan and I have been invited to a pre Christmas dinner." Looking at the card, it had the Chicago Bears logo embossed on it and the name, also embossed, was Mike Benson. "Where did you meet Mike Benson?" asked Bert. "Well, I kind of knew him in high school," answered Natalie. "I ran into him and his wife this afternoon." Natalie went on to tell Bert about the collision and the drinks after. "Benson was you and Alexis' secret protector in high school?" questioned Bert. Natalie nodded. Bert looked at Natalie, "One of my Christmas gifts for you is going to be dinner and an evening at the Cabaret that Alexis works at. Do you think that we could turn the tables slightly and ask Mr. Benson and his and a couple of their guests to join us?" Natalie's heart began to pound at the news that she would see her high school lover again ------------------- Bert called the number on the Chicago Bears business card and of course, talked with a receptionist. She asked for the five digit number following the telephone number. She asked for a personal phone number that Bert could be reached at. Fifteen minutes later, Mike Benson returned his call. Mike was noncommittal about Bert's invitation, instead he asked if Bert and Megan would come to dinner at his home, nothing formal but, a getting to know you get together. Bert thought that this was a good idea and agreed. --------------------- Three evenings later, Bert and Megan arrived at modest mini estate in Chicago's northwest suburbs. Joanne Benson answered the door and after taking her guests coats escorted Bert and Megan into the kitchen where Mike was cooking dinner. "I decided to cook tonight," said Mike, "I wanted to make an impression without the rescue squad interfering, so I decided to cook." Joanne responded by sticking her tongue out at the amazing hulk that was her husband and proceeded to mix the drinks. This repartee relaxed both Bert and Megan and sitting at a built in table in the kitchen, Joanne came right to the point. "Your Natalie told us a very interesting story after her collision with my ox," began Joanne. "And, we have been giving your invitation a great deal of thought." Putting the steaks on temporary hold, Mike joined the group. "I hope that Natalie confirmed that the accident was totally my fault," said Mike. "You can imagine my surprise at discovering who she was and have been pondering what sort of persons that you guys were. She may have told you that I asked the underclassmen at our high school to look out for them along with my younger and incidentally, smarter brother." Bert chuckled. "Natalie will be out of traction within six months but, otherwise, she's fine. As far your part in her life six years ago, I have to thank you for your consideration, especially considering your age at the time. I didn't know from Natalie's story about that day in the school cafeteria, exactly who she was talking about." Mike smiled and replied, "I'm glad that Natalie's going to be OK, twisting her leg back into place is a technique that I've only done twice before." Bert began to laugh and the ladies relaxed, not usually privy to a running joke made between men. Mike continued, "As I was saying, Nate and Alex were not the target of my conversation in the cafeteria, I just casually included them in the web. I'm very glad that it worked out. But, the reason Joanne and I invited you here tonight is to discuss the actual target of that long ago conversation, my younger brother, Morgan." ---------------------- This revelation caught Megan's attention. "Tell us about Morgan," said Megan with a sly smile. Joanne picked up from there, "Morgan, is getting his Masters Degree in Business Administration from Northern Illinois this spring and the reason the hulk here had his high school football team look out for him is that Morgan is gay." "Do tell," said Megan. "That explains a lot." Bert butted in, "I think that Natalie may be quite interested in meeting Morgan. We can't tell her that but, having your brother join us at the cabaret could be perfect. A personal question, though. What sort of gay is Morgan?" Mike looked at Bert, "A very good question, sir. Morgan has quite repressed in his six years at NIU. I doubt if more than one or two of his friends know that he is gay. Let's say that his social life has retarded at best" Joanne added, "When we realized Natalie's situation, it explained her depression. It is exactly the same as Morgan's. That is why we wanted to meet you two without.....the kids.....present." Bert interjected, "Well, I think that we are all on the same page and you, Mr. Benson, may put the steaks on the grill." ------------------------ Alexis pulled himself out of his claw footed, antique enameled iron tub. With the large bath towel supported by his first class breast implants, walked over to his vanity and sat down moon the velvet covered, padded bench, blew himself a kiss and flashed his studded tongue in the mirror. Unwrapping his towel and letting it drape next to him across the bench. Cupping his breasts and gently squeezing his nipples as his erection grew. 'You are a pretty little thing,' he thought, complimenting himself as he began to slowly stroke his erection. He then picked up the vibrator on the vanity top, lubricated it generously and not forgetting his anus, he slid the top up into his body and switched his little friend to active. He was fantasying about his misguided Marine, who should be filling his bottom rather than the piece of mechanized plastic that was currently there. Ejaculating into a handful of tissues, Alexis pondered a repeat performance but, he was a working gurl and he had to get over to the cabaret and start preparing for the evenings show. Dressing in black tights, tight wool mini skirt, camisole and sweater, he slipped on his high topped US Keds, complete with the red ball logo, he donned his feminine cut insulated wool Navy pea coat and black beret. Satisfied with his coed look, Alexis grabbed his tote bag and sashayed out the door and onto the street. He was amazed at the male Loyola students walking about in the twenty degree frost wearing shorts. 'Don't Catholic boys get cold?' wondered Alexis. --------------- The Tarnished Squid was the name of the cabaret that Alexis was the top act at. He entered the alley way side door and went into his miniscule, private dressing room. Hanging his coat, he grabbed a coffee and wandered towards the stage area to find out the plan for the nights show. Most of the 'showgurls' were already there, about half in drag and the other half in their male street clothes. The gurls were doing a quick rehearsal of their standard numbers before starting on the choreography special for tonight's show. Alexis had gotten her start based upon the few courses she taken at Northwestern's school of fine arts but, had also taken several courses in voice, singing and dance at the highly regarded School of Fine Arts at the University of Wisconsin at Milwaukee. He had talent and was the main draw for the customers at the 'Squid'. For having an all male transvestite cast, the Squid, surprisingly played generally, to a full house of mostly a 'straight' audience. Alexis' willingness to partake in a professionally directed hormone regime and surgical enhancement resulted in quite an attractive female persona. Alexis still wore his chastity tube on stage and whenever he left his apartment while most of the male accompaniment wore gaffs. Immersed in the Squid's faux femininity, Alexis thoroughly enjoyed working at the Squid. The Squid's doors opened at six PM for the early dinner crowd with the entertainment provided by a string quartet playing light classical, in drag of course. ------------------------ Morgan had reluctantly agreed to join his brother Mike and Joanne for dinner and drinks that pre Christmas Friday. Morgan was an unimpressive six footer, without an ounce of athletic ability. He never once had any envy about his older brothers athletic success. Having been closely associated with NCAA division 1 football at NIU, he saw first hand the inordinate violence of the game. He could not even begin to imagine the pain and courage it took to play the professional version. So he was satisfied with just being an associate. Morgan and Mike were having a drink while waiting for Joanne to finish with whatever she was doing. Mike took the delay with calm experience while Morgan, whose relationships with women were non existent, was attempting to disguise his impatience. A chime of the door bell broke off Mike's reminiscence of one of his college games. Answering the door, the chauffeur of the limousine announced his arrival. As on queue, Joanne made her appearance and the party boarded the limo. ------------------------ Natalie was dressing for the dinner outing to the Pink Squid. She was dressing for her lost squeeze, Alexis. The black silk mini dress, with gold trim and choker neck was perfect. Nude hose and three inch fuck me pumps and to top off the ensemble was a black, gold trimmed silk shawl. Her collection of gold bracelets and watch enhanced her look. Her lightened brunette hair with gold highlights looked delicious with the shawl draped over it. Megan was waiting with Natalie's Christmas present, a black faux fur seal coat. Perched on a stool, playing with a glass of wine, Natalie watched idly as her mother gave final instructions to the baby sitter young Deborah. Uncle Bert sat drinking a scotch, smiling slightly as the women in his life bustled about doing the minor things they deemed important. The door chimes rang and Bert motioned for Natalie to answer it. Natalie expected the Benson's but, was surprised at the young man with them that looked vaguely familiar. When Mike introduced Morgan, Natalie was seriously surprised. Morgan was three inches taller and twenty pounds heavier than the skinny boy she remembered in high school. She was also surprised that Morgan did not have an escort. Bert herded his arriving guests into the family room for an early evening refreshment and Mike continued with the introductions. Morgan impressed Bert as being somewhat shy. Obviously, Mike had not informed the young man of Natalie's true nature. Megan and Rose were watching the two young people with a great deal of interest. Megan had told Rose about Morgan but, they were not truly prepared for the real deal. Joanne, true to her sex joined with the women to chat and observe the experiment. Natalie made a futile attempt to join the women but, was deftly blocked by Mike. The all pro linebacker had Natalie pinned to her seat at the bar and was goading his brother into the conversation. Natalie was used to the shyness, typical of young men and realizing that she was trapped decided that she would attempt to engage Morgan in small talk. Morgan was trying to figure out why he was also being dragged into a conversation with this very attractive young woman. He thought that Mike was well aware of his preferences, although Morgan had been so socially isolated, that he was clueless about what was happening. ------------------ Mike launched into his story about his mall collision with Natalie and mentioned that Morgan and Natalie had been classmates in high school. For the life of him, Morgan could not place the girl. Apologizing for not recognizing Natalie, Morgan asked Bert why he had chosen the Tarnished Squid as a dinner spot. Bert smiled, "I picked the Squid as a Christmas gift for Natalie. The top act there is a high school friend of Natalie's and I assume that you may know her too." "Mr. Mortenson," began Morgan cautiously, "Although I've never been there personally, it is my understanding that the entertainment at the Tarnished Squid is all male. Who would the girl be that is the..... headliner....at the Squid?" "Her name is Alexis and I believe that you know her also," replied Bert, cryptically. ----------------------- Totally confused, Morgan asked for another whiskey, "I am sorry to say that I don't recall a Alexis either." Beginning to enjoy the show, Natalie asked Morgan, "Do you remember Alex and Nate?" "Alex is this Alexis?" asked Morgan. Staring again at Natalie, Morgan continued, "I don't believe it but, are you Nate?" Natalie tipped her wine glass in salute. Bert interjected, "Let me tell you the strange tale of Natalie and Alexis." ----------------------- Following the abbreviated personal history of Morgan's former school chums, Bert announced that it was time to leave for dinner. As Morgan stood, his brother nudged him and pantomimed him to offer Natalie his arm and he followed the lead of the other men and assisted Natalie with her coat. His head swirling with the gurl on his arm's perfume, Morgan was escorting his first ever feminine date to a waiting limousine. During the forty minute drive to the Tarnished Squid, the women continued their chatting, Bert and Mike discussed football and Morgan was left to entertain Natalie. "My God, Morgan, you sure have changed," whispered Natalie. "Not as much as you have and Alex is the top act at the Tarnished Squid?" answered Morgan. "Wow, you are a knockout as a girl. When did you undergo surgery?" "I haven't," said Natalie. "I haven't decided upon doing it. I don't think Alexis has either, she would have told me if she was going to, she always has needed a hand to hold for big things that she does." Morgan's hand found it's way unconsciously to Natalie's nyloned knee. Natalie was surprised that her cock was trying to expand in its plastic prison. She concluded that her body enjoyed being desired. "How long have been you been dressing?" asked Morgan. "About six years. Uncle Bert sent Alexis and I to a sissy school and that's where Alexis and I were taught about going enfemme full time," whispered Natalie, as she moved her head closer to Morgan's. Morgan, now enveloped in the girly boi's perfume, was quickly slipping into new social territory and thoroughly enjoying it. He had been in close proximity to numerous young women but, never hip to hip with such a well deported one. He was silently thanking Jack Frost for allowing him to wear an overcoat to obscure the bulge in his slacks. "You took your school lessons seriously, I see," said Morgan. "You have no idea how different the lives of men and women are," replied Natalie. "It took over three hours for me to prepare for going out tonight." ------------------ Megan, who was a master of talking and observing simultaneously, had been watching the subtle maneuvers of Natalie and Morgan and concluded that the evening was off to a good start. Rose, sitting between Megan and Joanne, remarked, "I think we have something starting, over there." The three women began their individual assessments of Natalie's techniques in relaxing Morgan. "My God," snickered Joanne, "The girl's a natural. That poor boy won't take his coat off for hours." Across the aisle, Mike, sipping his whiskey remarked to Bert, "Morgan is fucked. Your niece is a genuine femme fatale and she is wasting no time in picking the low hanging fruit, so to speak." Bert suppressed a chortle at Mike's observation. ------------------ Mike led the party into the large foyer of the Tarnished Squid and going directly to the head of the line, confronted the maitre' d. "The Mortenson Party," announced Mike. The distinguished, graying man checked the list on the small, ornate French Provisional table next to him and raised an arm, snapping his fingers and a lithe, somewhat effeminate waiter instantly appeared. Mike sliding a fifty dollar bill into the maitre' d's conveniently open palm, motioned the rest of the party to follow him and the waiter. The waiter led the party to the coat room, where a very pretty gurl? in a mini dress took the wraps. A squad of bus bois appeared to pull out chairs around the large, circular dinner table. Seated and with beverages ordered, Bert marveled at the packed dining room. The string quartet, playing light classical music was perfect for dining. Morgan could not help but, notice the eyes following Mike and Natalie. Morgan felt a strange surge of pride at being the escort of such a beautiful young woman. 'So this is what they mean by arm candy,' thought Morgan. Mike and Bert exchanged glances, 'The boy is truly fucked', they mutually thought. ------------------------ Natalie was primly sitting, thighs and knees tightly clasped as her original sex was still trying to escape it's confines. Following the arrival of their refreshments and making their dinner choices, the group engaged in the trivial talk of diners awaiting their dinner. The maitre' d approached the group and leaning between Mike and Bert, whispered, "Sirs, the management has a request. As you have room at your table, the management requests that you allow a young Marine, a friend of one of our entertainers, be permitted to join your party as we do not have any single tables available on weekends." Bert and Mike acquiesced and Corporeal Gary Reston was escorted and introduced to the Mortensen party. Corporeal Reston thanked the party and mentioned that he had just returned from overseas and was a friend of Alexis. Gary was not prepared for the looks he received from the Mortenson party. "Young man," said Rose, "this is quite a coincidence, the gentleman across the table from you is Alexis' uncle Bert." ------------------------- Bert tipped his drink in salute to the young Marine and told the waiter to add the young man's dinner and drinks to his bill. Bert continued with the introductions around the table, finishing with Natalie. "The very pretty brunette next to you is Natalie, a very good friend of Alexis," said Bert. Fascinated, the women watched Gary absorb the guest list. The boy was astounded that he was sharing a table with an all pro NFL linebacker but, was speechless when introduced to Natalie. "I've heard so much about you," stuttered Gary. Looking at Bert and Megan, he continued, "You, Sir, must be Uncle Bert and your wife Megan?" Dinner proved to be very interesting with the addition of the young Marine. The Q and A that went on over the repast, gave Morgan a intimate insight into Mortenson household. Natalie was fascinated by Gary and why he had abandoned Alexis, kind of, and joined the Marines. Apparently, he had just graduated from the University of Illinois at Chicago and was in a post graduation funk, not knowing what to do with his life, so he joined up. He was still very attached to Alexis and fortunately had been transferred from fleet duty to shore duty at the Great Lakes Training Center. He said that he would probably muster out in Illinois if he did not e-enlist. Natalie concluded that how a reunion with Alexis went would greatly influence Gary's future. ----------------------- Alexis was preparing for his first number, a lilting ballad about friends at a holiday gathering. He chose a short party dress so he could move unhindered across the stage and make eye contact with as many of the patrons as possible. Jason, the stage manager, came into Alexis dressing room and told him that the house was packed. Alexis started out with, "Over the river and through the woods...." to warm up the holiday crowd. The dance corps of transvestites followed Alexis first two songs while he made a costume change. Alexis second set would classic torch songs, starting with of Al Hirt and Ann Margret's rendition of "Baby, It's Cold Outside." He was wearing a tight LBD and one of the dancers accompanied Alexis dressed in a tuxedo, faux beard, full feminine makeup and carrying a trumpet. They made a bizarre, if not fascinating couple on stage. Alexis did two more short sets and retired for an intermission. During the intermission, still dressed in the short, wool dress he did in his last set, Alexis made the rounds, greeting the patrons at their dinner tables. He save the Mortenson table for last. He greeted Gary with a full, tongue led kiss that garnered wild applause and whistles from the diners. ------------------------ Morgan, observing the spectacle going on around his table, began to totally relax in his role as escort with the pretty gurl sitting next to him. Alexis threw more fuel on the fire by sitting on Gary's knee and reaching out to Natalie and dragged her onto Morgan's knee, following with another very intimate kiss with Natalie. The crowd's reaction was thunderous. Alexis encored his kiss with Natalie with another with Gary and with his free hand, forced Natalie into an embrace with Morgan and they kissed. Bottles of champagne began to overwhelm the Mortenson party. Bert and Mike watched this public display of affection with great interest and not a little alarm. Mike leaned over to Bert and whispered, "How much do you think a double wedding is going to cost us?" Megan, Joanne and Rose were in conference, concerning how to push these relationships along to culmination. There was another twenty minutes conversation with Alexis meeting the Benson's and discovering how Gary happened to at the Mortenson table, before Alexis had to return to his minstrel duties. ------------------------ After Alexis returned to his duties, Natalie was blushing furiously while still perched on Morgan's knee. She had never felt like this before. Her chastity tube was pinching her excited sex as never before. Joanne and the rest of the women came to Natalie's rescue by announcing a powder room break. With the girls gone, Mike looked at Morgan and asked, "Well bro, how's your evening going?" Morgan was wiping lipstick from his face and blushing, responded, "One thing's for sure, I certainly didn't expect this." Bert decided to play his fatherly card, "Morgan, be very careful with my little girl. She is quite na?ve when it comes to men. Sure, she and Alexis had their flings together but, neither of them qualify as males. You, on the other hand are one of her few experiences with a real man and I suggest that if you pursue her, you do it gently." Mike nodded in agreement at Bert's assessment. "You, better than most, understand how fragile a gurl of Natalie's gender emotions can be. That goes for you too, Gary." "Enough of this filthy wine, whiskey, anybody?" said Bert. -------------------- "Alexis certainly maneuvered you," giggled Megan to Natalie. Joanne added, "That was the smoothest move that I believe that I ever seen. The way Alexis grabbed your wrist and forced you right onto Morgan's knee." Rose said, "You understand that sitting on a man's knee is a significant submission signal, don't you?" Natalie was still flushed from her spontaneous activity with Morgan. Repairing her makeup, the gurl's mind was still in a whirl. 'French kissing with a near stranger and in front of an audience to boot. What was Uncle Bert thinking?' "I didn't realize that Alexis was such a good singer," said Megan. "I didn't realize that she was taken with Marine's," added Rose. "I didn't realize that Morgan was so smitten with our little minx, here", commented Joanne. Giggles around, except for the now smitten Natalie. Megan moved behind the taller Natalie and wrapped her arms around the gurls waist and murmuring into her ear, "You and Alexis made a lot people happy tonight. There must be over a hundred people in the dinning room and nearly all of them were applauding or whistling at your show. It was incredibly romantic." Natalie turned around, still in Megan's clasp and facing the older woman confessed, "I feel so....different." "Careful girl, that's your body signally lust," remarked Rose. Natalie ignored her mother and continued, "In high school, Morgan was three inches shorter and twenty pounds lighter. We all knew that he was Mike's brother but, the running joke was that he was the mail man's kid." Joanne burst out laughing, "I didn't know that. After high school men don't generally get taller, they usually just get wider." All of the women were now laughing and nodding their heads. ---------------------- The men, now sipping whiskey were patiently awaiting the return of their betters. Bert asked Gary, "So, you just arrived in Chicago?" Gary replied, "Yes Sir, I was in what is called the Fleet Reserve, a battalion of Marines, usually stationed on an assault carrier but, I also have tactical experience in Afghanistan and was reassigned to Great Lakes to assist in small arms training of the swabbie recruits. I just arrived two days ago." "You must work fast to that kind of response from Alexis," remarked Mike. "Oh, I've known Alexis for nearly four years. I was here at the Squid for her first performance," replied Gary. "Really?" questioned Morgan. "What brought you the..... Squid?" Gary coughed, "I was in my senior year at Illinois-Chicago and had some gay friends who had heard about this place and cajoled me enough to accompany them here for a show. While I'm not, rather wasn't, personally gay, I enjoyed the show. Alexis did what she did tonight, made the rounds of the tables during her break and she sat with us for some time. I was instantly in love." Bert laughed, "Did you know that she wasn't a she?" "Yes," confessed Gary. "But, like I said, I had gay friends and after Alexis left our table, bombarded me with advice. Mostly crude college advice, such as boy's in dresses give better head and things like that." Morgan was listening to this conversation avidly. Bert interjected, "You college buddies were probably right, if my experience as guardian of Alexis and Natalie was any indication. The two of them lived with Megan and I for some time and shared a bed in their room. Did you know that Alexis has a tongue piercing?" "I'm well aware of Alexis' bodily modifications, Sir," murmured Gary. Laughter and toasts followed Gary's admission. --------------------- "So you were having an affair with Alexis while in college," asked Morgan, "Why did you join the Marines?" "Two reasons," admitted Gary. "First, Alexis' career was blossoming and I really didn't fit in, it wasn't anything to do with her being a him. Secondly, I felt that being out of site and therefore, out of mind would be the most helpful thing that I could do to advance her career and so I joined up and believe me, if want to be out of sight, go where I've been." Mike looked at Gary with renewed respect, "I imagine that you met a number of interesting characters while you were in Afghanistan." "Positively scary interesting characters," confirmed Gary. "My rifle company teamed up with Navy Seals, Army Rangers, Special Forces and a group of expert assassins called the Delta Force. That doesn't include the maniac helicopter crews, fighter pilots and something the Air Force calls a C-130 gunship, scary to the tenth power." "Are you planning on making a career of the Marines?" asked a now very interested Bert. Gary shook his head, no. "The military, all branches, appear to be reorganizing into smaller and far more mobile combat teams. This leads me to believe that we are in an era of small, vicious perpetual wars. There are dozens of small, extraordinarily violent organizations, armed primarily with old Soviet, Chinese and old East Block weapons. These guys primarily prey on the civilian populations of whatever shithole they operate out of but, they also retard the social and political growth of the countries that they operate out of. I plan to get out when my hitch is up in a year or so. I've had enough of war to last me for a while." "This is all very interesting but, not very Christmassy," remarked Mike. "I suggest that we don't continue on this line of conversation when the ladies return." ------------------------ Led by Megan, the ladies returned to the table. "OK buster, what did you guys talk about while we were gone?" asked Megan, looking at Bert. "Death and taxes", replied Bert, truthfully. ""It was so depressing, that we had to switch to whiskey." Ignoring Bert's remark, Megan looked at the stage and added, "Good, Alexis second set hasn't started yet." Morgan, in a new found spirit of chivalry, jumped up and started pulling the ladies chairs out and seating them. Gary quickly followed suit. Mike and Bert just looked at each other and continued drinking. The party sat through the last two sets of Alexis performance and visits to their table visits. While preparing to depart, Bert handed Gary his business card and urged him to call him. Gary, looked at Bert quizzically and Bert just mentioned that he wanted to talk with Gary about his future. Alexis had cornered Gary's attention. ----------------------- In the limo ride back to Mike's, the conversation centered on Alexis and Gary. Joanne was quite impressed with Alexis' talent and crowd that filled the Squid. "I doubt seriously that the crowd at the Squid was even twenty percent gay," commented Bert. "My guess, considering the superb quality of the food and service along with the quality of the entertainment, that the place has a impressive word of mouth business." "I agree said Megan, "The thing I most noticed was the well dressed women and their distinct lack of Adams apples." Curious, Mike asked, "What would that have to do with anything?" "Women don't have Adam's apples," replied Joanne, matter of factly. "Well, Natalie doesn't have one," blurted Mike. Natalie, blushing brightly, responded, "I never did have a noticeable one and I have been on female hormones for some time now and that may have something to do with it." Morgan sat silently absorbing the conversation, not realizing that Joanne was watching him closely. Rose was sitting quietly thinking of how she could get Alexis mother and step father down to see Alexis performance. --------------------------- The party stopped at Mike and Joanne's for a couple of nightcap and Joanne showed Megan and Rose the house, while Mike showed off his small trophy room. Natalie and Morgan stayed at the small bar in the rec room and had their own, now very personal conversation. Morgan, now shoulder to shoulder with Natalie, made the first pitch at what he considered a woman, in his life. "Natalie," stammered Morgan. "Would you like to go on a dinner date with me?" "Yes," whispered the gurl, "I would like that very much but, I would like it better if we asked Alexis and Gary to join us. I'm pretty sure that they were lovers before Gary ran off and became a soldier." Morgan weighed this option and decided that it would be to his advantage to have Natalie in a venue where she was most comfortable. "That's a great idea," said Morgan. "Can you set that up. I have only just met the both of them and it would be, in my way of thinking anyway, a better situation by giving you gurls control over this sort of get together." Natalie, pondered this response and had a sudden rush of dread. She was being asked, for the first time in her life, to make a social move where she was the instigator. Taking a quick sip of her wine, Natalie, buried her social na?vet? and agreed to call Alexis. Morgan leaned towards Natalie and kissed her for the second time that night. Megan, Joanne a and Rose were watching unobserved from a doorway and smiling in unison. ------------------ Natalie was sitting in her bed, dressed in her one piece pajamas, the set with feet. It was her bedtime costume for those times of insecurity. It was two thirty AM and Natalie was guessing that Gary, the soldier, was sharing Alexis' bed by now and it would be a good time to call and give her former lover an unwanted time out. The cell phone rang nine times before Alexis answered, "Lover, It's late." Natalie smirked, "Am I interrupting anything?" "As a matter of fact, you are. It's been a long time since the fleets been in," replied Alexis. Confused by Alexis terminology, Natalie responded, "Who? And in where?" "Gary. And everywhere," said Alexis. "What ever," said Natalie. "Morgan and I would like to know if you and Gary would join us for dinner, soon?" "Hold on, sweetie," whispered Alexis. Natalie heard Alexis talking with a voice that she was sure was Gary's. "How about New Years Eve, at the Squid?" asked Alexis. "But, you'll be working?" said Natalie. "That's true but, I'm working every night until after New Years," said Alexis. "I'm sure that will be fine. I'll call Morgan and confirm it," answered Natalie. "Sweetie, be sure to have a date with Morgan before New Years and warm him up for the festivities and tell him it will be black tie and no relatives allowed," giggled Alexis. "Warm him up?" questioned Natalie. Hearing a baritone laugh in the background, Natalie heard Alexis ask the baritone, "What sort of warm up should Natalie give Morgan?" "Just an oral examination to start," said the baritone. "She can then start the new year off with the main event." "Gary said that before New Years Eve, you should give Morgan a nice BJ. No more until the party and that you and Morgan should pack for an overnight stay," giggled Alexis. ---------------------- Ending the call, Natalie saw the tent trying to erect in her full body 'jammie's. 'Enough of these,' thought Natalie as she peeled off her chastity sleepwear and padding naked to her lingerie drawer, found a baby doll nightie and a vibrator and set about practicing for her projected defloration. ------------------ Morgan picked up Natalie in his brother Mike's Mercedes Benz. Joanne refused to allow Morgan to leave their residence in his 2003 Ford sedan while dressed in a store bought tuxedo. Natalie wore a flouncy, lace and black silk party dress with a black fox cape. The valet at the Squid did a sight nod of respect as he opened the passenger door for Natalie and took Morgan s keys. The maitre d recognized Natalie and snapped his authoritarian fingers. A waiter appeared instantly and escorted the couple to a front row table where Gary was waiting, dressed in his dress blues, Marine uniform. Alexis did three sets that night but, did join Gary, Morgan and Natalie for a quick bite of dinner and led the patrons in 'Auld Lang Syne. Following the new years swan song, a soft rock band took over and the liquor flowed. After Alexis had the opportunity to work the crowd a bit, the four left the Squid for Alexis' flat. Following a short nightcap, the party split into their preordained pairs and made for their respective bedrooms. Natalie, grateful that she had 'practiced' for the evenings activities as was Morgan. It was Natalie's premier of being penetrated and it was as if she had just graduated from high school and Morgan had delivered her diploma.......several times. It was midmorning and Natalie was on her back with Morgan administering a wake up call. Morgan was sure that he had found his soul mate. A totally feminine young man that could easily passed as a woman, educated but, still somewhat na?ve. The perfect mate for a young, gay man with a MBA, looking to become a mover and shaker in the still heavily masculine business world. Natalie, reveling in having her legs wrapped around Morgan's waist and being relegated to the ultimate submissive position. Morgan was rubbing her diminutive cock as he ravaged her bottom. She had tried to rub her own member and had her hand forcibly moved away, her sexual responses were totally controlled by her partner and she loved it. Morgan caught Natalie's latest emission in tissues and began to slowly withdraw from her still grasping anus. Removing his condom, Morgan quickly moved his position to the gurls chest. His erection, still throbbing, was placed on Natalie's lips. The gurl obligingly parted her lips and the head of Morgan's cock slid into her mouth. The slow rocking of Morgan's hips continued as Natalie's lips completed her bodies task of bringing her man to completion. As she felt Morgan's sperm fill her mouth, Natalie became as complete a woman as she had ever experienced in her life. -------------------- In just her panties and short, silk wrap, the barefooted gurl was led by her man into the kitchen to join Alexis and Gary having coffee. Alexis smiled at Natalie's disheveled appearance and the flush of a well fucked gurl. Alexis pointed at the coffee pot with the two mugs next to it and said, "Gary, suggests that we shower and have lunch at a pub down the street. It's semester break and the college kids won't be filling the place up. What do you think?" Natalie deferred to Morgan and he agreed to Alexis' plan. ---------------------- Natalie shared the second shift in the shower. Along with her personal soaps and shampoo, Natalie brought her chastity device with her into the shower. Morgan examined the tube and It's attached straps and then looked at Natalie's crotch. "This attaches to that ring that you have around your scrotum?" he asked. Natalie, blushing, again, nodded. "I always wear it when I'm not in my bedroom," she answered. Morgan smiled and he was enthralled, 'That ring around the gurls scrotum is the ultimate badge of submission, how charming.' In the shower, Morgan washed Natalie down very, very thoroughly. He couldn't get how feminine, as if he knew, Natalie's body was. He was particularly entranced with her B cup breasts, natural, of course. Natalie turned to face Morgan as he soaped her front, not avoiding her small but, still aggressive penis. The girl was still in awe of Morgan's cock, which had penetrated her four times during their love making. 'Alexis was right,' thought Natalie, 'The real thing is a lot better.' Morgan turned Natalie around and slid two of his soapy fingers up her anal canal and began to slowly masturbate the gurl while she rocked her hips against the invading digits. Natalie finally achieved a feeble spurt and Morgan whispered that they should dry off and get dressed. Natalie began to towel Morgan down, when she came at last to Morgan's erection, she could help herself. Folding the towel and placing it on the shower floor, Natalie went to her knees and brought the excited man to a quick culmination. "Are you ready to get dressed, now?" asked Natalie. ----------------- "Our little gurl didn't make it home, last night," grinned Megan over her coffee cup. Nonplussed, Bert replied, "As the official guardian, I am quite sure that she and her date were involved in a long game of monopoly." "And, I'm quite sure that that the official guardian is waiting to see the pigs fly," remarked Rose as she entered the kitchen with young Deborah in tow. 'Well, pregnancy is not a concern," replied Megan. "Anyway, we'll be able to tell how things went by the glow when Natalie get's home." The two women began discussing their first times and shooing Bert out of the kitchen. ------------------- "You must have had a good time," said Mike as Morgan walked into the door and laid the keys to the Mercedes on the small bar. Mike blushed and smiled. "This is by far, has been the best Christmas that I've had in quite some time," replied Morgan. Joanne looked at Morgan and asked, "She's a very pretty and special girl, isn't she?" "Girl? What girl?" replied Morgan. "I'm talking about the all the money that I won at the pool hall." Mike, starting to laugh, turned his back on his wife. Joanne just stood there in momentary shock. "You asshole!" said Joanne. "You had me going there for a minute. How was your date?" Morgan, pouring himself a drink said, "It's only been twice that I've been out with Natalie but, I have to admit that I am what you could call, smitten." "Smitten? I've had that feeling," said Mike as he pinched Joanne's butt. "Have you asked her out again?" demanded Joanne. "Girls don't to be left hanging by the phone. "I think her phone is in her purse," pointed out Morgan. "But, yes. I have asked her to go to Florida with me for a couple of weeks." "You better clear that with Bert," said Mike. "He is very protective of those girls." ---------------------- "I'll have to clear it for Alexis too. Gary and Alexis are coming along," replied Morgan. "Really?" asked Joanne. "It sounds like last night went quite well." "It went smittenly well," said Morgan. "Natalie said that she would ask Uncle Bert about it. I think that she is smitten, also." Just then, Mike's cell phone rang. Looking at the caller I.D., Mike said it looks like Natalie has asked Uncle Bert. "Bert, Happy New Year, what can I do for you?" said Mike. "Tell your brother that I told Natalie that a two week trip to the Florida Keys is fine by me, I just hope that you can afford it," laughed Bert. Mike laughed and he and Bert chatted for a couple of minutes. Mike, closing the call, looked at Morgan. "The Florida trip is fine by Bert however, there will be four iron workers coming along as chaperones," he lied. "There you go," smiled Joanne. "Bert is looking out for his girls and you and Gary can share a room. Won't that be nice." "You better go on line and get your plane and hotel reservations made," suggested Mike. "They've already been made, we're leaving this coming Sunday," smirked Morgan. Mike smiled and nodded. --------------- Three weeks later, Mike and Joanne joined with Megan and Bert for a Sunday brunch. The topic of discussion was the blossoming romance between Bert's gurls and their beaus. Bert, sipping his bloody Mary, suggested, "Now is the time for us to butt out and let things take their course." Mike lifted his glass in concurrence. END EPILOUGE: Will Gary choose to storm the beaches of matrimony or return to the forever war with the Taliban? Will Morgan begin to wander the fields of promiscuity with his new found confidence or join the commercial battles he has trained for? Will Alexis and Natalie resume their relationship since they have discovered Key West.