Bellas Journey
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The day that I first encountered Maxine and Bella made it clear that they
were not going to be typical of the people I deal with. Some are quiet,
difficult to get more than three words out of. Others are full of
bluster, and suffer an attack of verbal diahorrea - although they could
be like that at home as well. In some cases, that would explain a lot
about their problems. Maxine and Bella were neither of these.
They walked in, prepared to be, well, normal. Maxine had flat soled
boots, a floaty, ankle length skirt and a general air of bohemian
confidence. Bella was a little more hesitant, wore a grey skirt suit
(with a notably short skirt) and wore beige pumps with three inch heels.
Despite her slight build and great legs, her light make-up gave away the
fact that Bella was most definitely male. As she sat down, the short
skirt revealed a hint of lacy stocking top, but Bella handled it well and
had all the feminine bearing needed to fool anyone who did not look her
straight in the eye.
Before long I had the background to their story. They met at university
and were instantly attracted to each other. The relationship was totally
vanilla until a fancy dress party with the theme of metal. Part of
Maxine's degree was drama, and she raided the costume store to dress them
both as can-can dancers. I smiled at the pun, even though I wanted to
groan. Bella found it to be quite good fun, and even danced a short can-
can with Maxine, so Bella was clearly not someone who was easily
embarrassed, despite the first impression created with me.
Some time later, a matter of months, Maxine was getting nostalgic for
seeing Bella in skirts, and tried to drop some hints that it may be
erotic to do it again. Bella failed to pick up the hints, and fearing
that Maxine would not approve, did not reveal to her that he might enjoy
a repeat of the dressing up.
They both graduated, got married and yet more months passed before
eventually they did try more games of that nature. The first one was
strict teacher and naughty schoolgirl. It was only a partial success, as
both of them much preferred being the strict teacher rather than the
naughty schoolgirl. In fact they both especially enjoyed watching the
naughty shcoolgirl, in her white blouse, pleated skirt, bottle green
tights and ballet flats, stretching to place a hat box on top of the
wardrobe, whilst keeping knees demurely together. This revelation now was
the first time that they both realised that the game was not at fault, it
was just that they both wanted the same role.
There was a shorter gap before they tried again, and this time it was a
business woman and her secretary, and the scenario was, for the most
part, more successful. After much foreplay, Maxine offered Bella an oral
satisfaction. This was a rare opportunity, but after gently lifting his
very tight skirt, Bella found it tricky to lower his expensive tights
without laddering them. The experience suffered as a consequence. He
wistfully noted that he should have worn stockings.
The brief pause that followed did permit me to get a note in to the tale.
I gently suggested to them that, whilst they clerly did love each, their
relationship seemed to wobble when they were frightened to state clearly
to the other what they were thinking. There was no need to fear the other
person's opinion.
They looked at me for a couple of seconds, the turned to each tother and
started giggling. When that had subsided, they rose from their chairs to
leave and thanked me profusely. I was not totally sure what I had
achieved, but accepted their thanks with grace.
When I next met with Alice and Bella, they began by thanking me again for
my advice. It seemed pretty obvious stuff to me, but they admitted to
having got stuck failing to see the wood for trees as far as
communication was concerned, and both of them had begun to fear
(incorrectly) that their relationship was beginning to fail. Bella was
this time wearing a cotton print summer dress, nude tights and wedge
heeled espadrilles. Maxine wore a similar dress, but in orange rather
than Bella's sky blue, slightly darker tights and kitten heels and the
similar tastes made me notice this time just how similar they were as
people. Maxine again got the rather one-way conversation started. The
next step in their life was that the royalties from a device that Bella
had invented that aided production of certain chemicals started to roll
in, and rather than work, they were both able to live a comfortable life,
with plenty of spare time. Following some more sexual games - aspiring
actress and predatory lesbian casting director, slutty flight attendant
and awkward passenger, angry chef and trainee chef being the highlights -
Bella made the move from the original male persona to being Bella almost
full time.
Bella explained that due to being somewhat broad shouldered and, as I had
immediately noted, not terribly feminine facially, she had worked extra
hard on perfecting feminine mannerisms and deportement. In the absence of
a magic wand to solve the issues specified, all I could do was agree with
her. When she looked a touch disappointed, I expanded by complimenting
her dress sense, and then added a mention for her skill in heels. This
seemed to be genuinely appreciated and by the time that they were leaving
I noted that Maxine had become much quieter, letting Bella reveal her
thoughts at length. Maxine also had the appearance of someone much more
satisfied with where she found herself.
During their third visit, Maxine and Bella invited me out to dinner. It
was nothing overly formal, just a brief token of their thanks for the
help I had given them. I did for a while have a huge egotistical surge
and suspect that they were trying to groom me for some sort of wild
sexual threesome. Reality and common sense soon cut in and I dismissed
that notion.
On the night I had intended to wear a trouser suit, but then I thought
back on how Maxine and Bella had always been in a skirt or dress when I
had met them, so I decided to reciprocate. It was an early evening meet
at a Thai restaurant - our most esteemed local establishment - so my
favourite was ruled out for being a little bit too revealing for the
occasion. I settled on a black, shorted sleeved dress. It had quie a high
neckline and was knee length, so I estimated that there was little chance
of either of the others wearing something similar.
When I arrived at the restaurant, Maxine and Bella were already there.
Maxine wore a cream trouser suit to confound my fashion prediction. She
matched it with a pair of heels that were almost identical to mine,
except that hers were white and mine black. Bella wa adorned with a
black, knee length, short sleeved dress! Fortunately, it had a deep v-
neck and the skirt was much more A-line than mine, so not really a clash
- but closer than I had hoped for. Bella also had a very expensive bag,
so there was no chance of a clash there on my salary. Having gone for a
shoulder length hairstyle with greater volume and using more evening
make-up, Bella was more passable, but still only to a casual glance, yet
she showed no signs of being daunted by that. Anyway, we had an excellent
meal, with no suggestion of sexual impropriety to follow. I did notice
that after a couple of glasses of wine, Bella's skills at being feminine
had not deteriorated, which impressed me.
I still see Maxine and Bella at regualr intervals, but now I just accept
that there are people out there with a need to unleash their life story
on a barista/waitress in their local coffee shop...
Author's note: I originally wrote this with the narrator beng a
relationship counsellor, but it sort of meandered on to very little
purpose. So I changed it to try and create a false impression that the
narrator is a relationship counsellor. It still meanders on, but at least
has a punchline. I am not sure it really works, but I decided to publish
it anyway. If anyone wants to rehash it and give it some sort of point,
please do try.
Elouise
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