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A DIFFICULT OUTING
By, Salty Lady
I was walking down the road in a black, flower print dress. My heals
clicked on the pavement. The street lights showing my destroyed makeup.
To myself I say. "But I do know what I need to do."
THREE DAYS BEFORE
Not a good sign when you are talking to yourself, but I was as I walked
back to my dorm. "Twenty-four years old and I'm living in a fucking dorm
full of eighteen-year-olds. I'm an average guy. I'm average height and
average build, with average brown hair. I'm a nerd. I know I'm a nerd.
Six years in the Navy did nothing to make me less of a nerd. Now I have a
nerdy major in a cool college. A veteran in a school where being one is
decidedly not cool. In short, I don't fit. What the fuck am I doing
here?"
I walk into the common area of my dorm room and find my roommate, Karl,
holding up my panties.
"Hey dork brains. Are these yours?"
"Why are you getting in my shit?"
"That don't matter. Are these yours?"
"Karl, it is the only thing that does matter. Stay out of my shit." Karl
is a six-four football player.
"Okay, okay, I was looking for booze. Why do you have so much girl stuff
in your duffle, Jeff?"
"They belong to a girlfriend who dumped me. Now please stay out of my
shit."
"I know you were in the Navy, but there is no way you have ever had a
girlfriend. You're way too much of a nerd."
"Listen, Karl, I know you have to struggle to get two neurons firing, but
there are some places where it is cool to be a nerd. Besides, after jocks
graduate, they work for nerds."
He smiles. "Yeah. That's why us jocks got to teach you your place now."
"Grow the fuck up, Karl. That ain't how the world works." I grab for the
panties and he pulls them out of reach. "You're such a wimp. These are
yours, huh?"
"How did you get in my room?"
"You left it unlocked. I didn't break in sissy."
"Well, that doesn't give you permission to get in my stuff."
"You going to put them on and prance around sissy. Or do you only wear
them when you suck cock?"
"Sorry to ruin your fantasy but I don't swing that way." I sigh, not like
I can beat him up. "Give them back to me and stay out of my shit. Do I
have to talk to your coach?"
He throws them at me. "Go whine to coach, pervert."
"You done?"
Karl smiles. "Oh, I am just getting started."
I walk into my room. At least my room is private, or it was. The dorm
area has two tiny rooms sharing a small study area. I lock the door and
look over the mess. My clothes are scattered everywhere. The drawers of
my desk are open and scattered around.
Through the door, Karl says, "I'll help you clean up if you go on a beer
run for us."
"No. That would get me expelled and I would lose my GI Bill."
"I would never tell anyone."
"Look, Karl, you have daddy's money. I have nothing but my GI Bill. You
break into my room and you want me to buy beer. No."
"What do you mean, you have nothing?"
Despite myself, I open the door. "My parents are dead, Karl. I was an
only kid. All my grandparents are dead but one grandma and she is in a
nursing home with Alzheimer's. Can you at least try to think with
something other than your dick and your gut?"
"Sorry man. Are you sure you won't run for us?"
"No. Why are you willing to fuck up your ride? Aren't you going to join
the NFL?"
"Oh fuck no. Those guys get hit so hard they end up putting a bullet in
their brain as a cure. I'm doing this so I can impress folks after I join
my dad's business. The football hero and all. That and it brings me lots
of pussy."
"Well, I wish you the best on your quest. Just stay out of my shit."
I shut the door and sigh. "What a stie." I spent most of the night
cleaning it all up. Then I burned the midnight oil trying to get my
homework done.
TWO DAYS BEFORE
The next day I was in my second class, Thermodynamics. This one is easy.
I learned most of it in Nuke school.
The professor asks, "Why is it, water at 100 degrees Celsius does not
immediately flash to steam?"
The class is silent, so I raise my hand. "It takes additional energy
added to produce the phase change. It is called the Latent heat of
vaporization."
"Correct. Now does anyone else, other than Jeff Newburg, understand why?"
They are silent and he continues. One of the girls, a pretty, brunette
smiles at me.
Another football player, Paul, is sitting next to me. He quietly says,
"You're a fucking nerd."
I answer, "So?"
"So, if you make us look dumb again, I am going to crush you."
I wave him off.
He says, "I can, like this." He snaps his fingers.
I quietly say, "This isn't high school, dumb ass. You try shit like that
here, you will end up in prison. Just chill out."
"God you're old. No one says that. Oh, if you think you have a chance
with Chloe, forget it. I call dibs on that sweet ass."
"That isn't how it works, ever."
After the class, professor Longfield motions me up. "What's your
background, son?"
I take a breath. "I was in the Navy, sir."
He smiles. "A nuke?"
"Yes, sir. A mechanic."
He nods. "Six and out?"
"Yeah. My folks died and I didn't care for it anymore."
"I'm sorry to hear that. I was a sub officer for twelve."
"After twelve, why didn't you finish?"
"Bad luck and I failed to promote. It was better to leave as a
lieutenant. Were you on subs?"
"No sir. The Nimitz."
"What's your major?"
"Aeronautical Engineering. I want to build rockets."
"The concentration here is more about building airliners for Boeing, but
there is a place for rocket scientists. I wish you luck. Oh, and Jeff,
don't let the bruisers intimidate you."
"Yes, sir."
The rest of the day was great.
Walking through the student hall, I see Chloe studying and she waves me
over. "Can you help me with this stuff?"
"Yeah, sure."
I pull out my text book and I spend an hour tutoring her.
She asks, "How do you know all this stuff already?"
"I was in the Navy for six years. Part of my job there was running steam
plants. We had to learn this stuff to understand how the plant worked.
There are lots of stuff I don't know."
"Like what?"
I said, "I don't know how to be a college student. I seem to have pissed
off half the football team."
"Those Neanderthals? They think with their biceps. What are you majoring
in?"
"Aeronautical Engineering. I want to build rockets that go to the Moon or
Mars."
Chloe says, "Oh wow. That's cool. My major is Civil Engineering. I want
to make cities better and safer."
"I like that."
We see Trever Douglas, the star quarterback, walk in with a group of
players. He gets them seated and starts helping them study.
I smile at her. "At least he seems cool."
"Yeah. Still a bicep. I don't trust guys like that."
I went back to my dorm and my roommate was not at home so I studied,
showered, and went to bed. Once locked in my room I put on a beautiful
black satin gown and matching black panties and crawled into bed. A huge
mistake.
***
Karl walks int the study area and quietly looks at Jeff's door. To
himself he says, "I bet that perv is wearing girly stuff." The door is
locked.
He grabs a soda out of the small fridge and takes a swig, thinking. "If I
slip his lock, it's breaking and entering." A long pull on the soda. "God
I wish I had some beer. What a jerk. He won't go on a beer run. Fuck man.
None of us would tell. Does he think we're stupid?"
He crushes the can and gets another. "If I catch him and get some
pictures, I can have a pet nerd to do all my homework and buy us beer.
That way I can party instead of working."
He stares at the door. "Would my dad be pissed? He always brags about all
the crazy stuff he did in college. Fuck it." The door has a key lock but
it isn't well made. He takes a credit card out and slides the lock.
***
I woke to Karl pulling my covers off and taking pictures. "Hey, what the
fuck? What the fuck?"
He laughs at me. "I thought you were a pervert. Now I have pictures to
prove it."
"Get the Fuck out of my room!"
"Quiet, man. Do you want the whole hall to check you out in your pretty
nighty?"
I take a breath. "No, but get out."
"Look, I won't tell anyone, but you need to help me and my team mates."
"Help you with what?"
"With homework, man."
"If you knock this shit off, tell no one, and delete those photos, I will
help you study."
"Okay. I won't tell a soul. I mean, I wouldn't want them to know my
roommate was a perve."
"Look, I'm transgender. This college respects trans-rights. Just fucking
grow up about it."
He leaves and I seethe. I hardly sleep all night. I mean, what the fuck
can I do? Should I just come out? What would Professor Longfield think.
What would Chloe think? I don't want to come out. Not yet.
ONE DAY BEFORE
The next day I have one class. I am back in my dorm studying when Karl
shows up with Paul. Karl says, "I know you are in thermodynamics with
him. Do his homework."
"No. Dude, that is an integrity violation. I will not. I'll tutor him,
but I won't do his homework."
Karl pulls out his phone and shows me one of the photos. "Do his
homework."
I say, "Just fucking send it, then. The answer is no."
The guy says, "Wait, let me see." He grabs Karl's phone and looks. "Ooh,
you're a cutie in that black thing. Dude, I saw you with Choe today. Now,
you are never going to talk to her again and you are going to do my
homework or the team gets to see the photos."
"Look, you're getting yourselves in trouble. No. Absolutely not."
Karl pushes send. "Oops. I think I sent it to the college blog."
"Fine, you guys go fuck yourselves and leave me alone." I go into my
room, lock the door, put the chair against it and sit on the bed.
Karl says through the door, "I was just kidding. We will keep your
secret."
"Sure, you will."
"No, we will. I don't want everyone to know my roommate is a fag."
"I'm not a fag. Just leave me alone."
Paul. "Oh, I bet you like dick more than Chloe does. Leave her alone fag,
or we will show her your pictures."
I left that unanswered. That and I stayed in my room until I knew he was
asleep, then I got my shower and went to bed.
I couldn't sleep. Was I wrong for liking Chloe? Was I going to get my ass
beat? Six years in the military and I never even shot a gun. What would
the professor think? What would Chloe think? Am I a pervert? Can this get
even worse? I would at least know the answer to the last question.
THE DAY
Walking to class, I could see some football players looking at me and
snickering. Chloe was talking to Paul as I got close to the classroom.
She looked at me and looked away. He took her hand and she didn't pull it
away. I turned around and left. I just walked and walked. Karl spotted me
and motioned like he was inviting me to suck his cock. I turned and ran.
After walking all over campus, thinking, I went back to my dorm,
resolved.
I took a shower and shaved my body. Back in my room, I rubbed on a
scented lotion. I put on black panties and rolled pantihose up my legs. A
bra, small breast inserts, then a black dress with a flower print. I
worked on my hair and did my makeup as best as I could. A pair of
practical low heel pumps and I was ready. Always before, I would sneak
outside. Tonight, there was no point. I looked in my mirror. "My life is
a failure. A total, complete, and utter failure. But tonight, Karl and
Paul go down." Tears mar my mascara and ruin my makeup. He still isn't
back when I load up my purse and walk out of the dorm.
I smile to hear my heals click on the pavement. A clearing breath, Life
always feels better dressed. Too bad. I walk into the common area. It is
early enough that there are a lot of students about.
Immediately a girl I don't know approaches. "Are you okay?"
"No. This is the first time I've gone out like this. My roommate, Karl
Rogers, is a football player. Look, you don't want to hear this."
I could see she was uncomfortable, but she trooped on. "What did he do?"
Now many other students are also listening. Good.
"He found out I was transgender and outed me to the whole school."
"He can't do that."
"He said if I didn't do the homework for the team and buy him beer, he
would out me. When I refused, he did. Look, I got to go." I turned and
walked out.
I knew where I was going. East of campus there is a tall cliff. They
built a road that leads to the shopping mall below. It's perfect. It was
too tall to survive.
I got to the top of the bridge and looked down. The trees were too high.
It looked like there was a house down there. "I can't land in someone's
yard." A little further down I'm over a road. "This works." The concrete
barrier isn't too high. At first, I can't climb over. I have to hike up
my skirt. A car screeches to a stop and I don't look. I sit on the cold
concrete and look out over the beautiful view. I take a breath and lean
forward. Strong arms grab me. I struggle, but I'm weak and they won't let
go.
"I got you, ma'am. I got you. Whatever's wrong, it can't be worth your
life." He pulled me onto the pavement. I turn to look at him and
recognize him immediately. He's Trever Douglas, the star quarterback. He
recognizes me too. "You're okay now. You're okay. I'm going to fucking
kill those two. I'm going to fucking kill them."
Blue and red lights start flashing nearby.
I ask him, "Is my life worth it?"
He smiles at me. "Yours is, but theirs isn't. I'll make this right for
you. I promise."
Paramedics arrive and I am hauled to the University Hospital.
The next day, the police ask me for a statement and I tell them
everything. Breaking into my room. Their threats. All of it.
After they leave, Professor Longfield walks in. "Do you have another name
I should use?"
"Erin. I like Erin."
"Okay, Erin, is it okay if we talk?"
"Are you mad at me?"
"For what?"
"I mean. Um. I'm trans."
"That? My son was named Jennifer when he was born. There has to be a
couple hundred transgender students enrolled. Did you know there is a
LGBTQI+ church across the street from the campus?"
"No."
"My son attends from time to time. I've been there and the Pastor is
nice. He's the one who officiated John's marriage."
"He's married?"
"He is. She is a wonderful cis-woman. They have a couple little boys
now."
Trevor knocks. "Can I come in?"
I smile. "Thank you, Trevor."
"No problem, I just wanted you to know those two assholes have been
dropped from the team and expelled. The police interviewed us."
"Really? Thank you."
"I have a question. Do you want to be my date for homecoming?"
Chloe steps up behind him and I wave both in. "Chloe, when we talked you
seemed really cool. Did this fuck up any chance we might have?"
She shakes her head. "Go out with him. I'll wait."
I smile. "Why don't both of us go out with him?"
She nods her head and so does he.
EPILOG:
The dance was great. He isn't the only guy I danced with and she wasn't
the only girl. It was a big enough story that it ran in the local news
once.
Did Trevor and I have a happy ever after? No. Chloe and I didn't either,
though we are still in touch. He was good enough to get drafted, though
it was in the third round. He played backup for a couple years until the
QB got hurt late in the season and he brought the team to the Superbowl
and lost. After that he was traded. He brought his new team to the
Superbowl for the second time this year. He and Chloe have three great
kids.
What happened to me? It is funny how life happens while you are making
other plans. I found that church and I am still a member, even though I'm
far away, right now. I completed transition during my undergrad. I took
out loans and grants for grad school. I picked a southern California
college and met my wife there. It is also where I was recruited as an
officer back in the Navy. I did get to shoot rockets into space as part
of the ABM program. Right now, I'm sitting in my chair on the bridge of
my destroyer. It will be my last deployment in command. I do miss my wife
and two kids. After the Navy, who knows. We might move to Texas. They're
making rockets there. Overall, I'm happy.
The End
Madison
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