This particular author was really difficult to pick an absolute best story from. There are three stories by Teddie I like above all the rest, and in no particular order, they are: The House, Take Me Out to the Old Ballgame, and Halle. I do recommend reading all of Teddie's works however, since they all carry a little something different in the message Teddie conveys within each work. ~Sephrena
Hi, my name is Terrie and want to tell you about meeting the most wonderful girl, Halle. First of all, a little about me. I'm a bi-sexual girl, and have been since my early teens. I'm currently attending college and working on my Masters in psychology. I enjoy going to the various gay/lesbian clubs for the obvious reasons. And, it was at one of these clubs that I met Halle.
I had just arrived in town to work on my Masters at City College, and had been told by some friends that the best gay/lesbian club in town was the 1-BY-1 Club just off campus. And, every other week on a Friday, they had a special day for crossdressers and a great drag show. Drag shows are always great, and I really enjoy them. So, one evening I got all dolled up and headed to the club.
As I walked into the club, the show had just started. I stood at the door and just looked around taking in all the sights. There was a broad spectrum of people there, crossdressers, some fairly easy to spot, some not, a few couples, and a smattering of others. All in all, there was about seventy-five people in the club. Most of the tables were taken, a few of the booths were empty, and the bar was half empty.
I walked over to the bar, sat on one of the stools, and ordered a margarita. And, continued to look around the club, and I noticed a very cute girl looking back at me. She was sitting with a few others at a table on the far side of the club. I smiled and she smiled back. There was something about her, I couldn't put my finger on it, but I wanted to get to know her. I figured that after the show was over, I would go ask her to dance. I started watching the show, sipping on my drink A few minutes later someone sat on the stool next to mine. I looked over, and it was the girl. She was very pretty, auburn hair down to her shoulders, green eyes, perfect makeup, large hoop earrings, a gorgeous embroidered choker, and a pair of really kissable lips.
She said, with a smile that would stop a ship, "Hi. My name's Halle."
"I'm Terrie."
"Can I buy you a drink?"
"Sure. Another one of these would be great." I never turn down a drink offer from a cute girl.
She motioned for the bar girl, and ordered two margarita's. We exchanged small talk for awhile, about the drag show, and the club. She finally asked, "You are new here, aren't you?. Going to the college?"
"Yes, and yes."
"What are you studying."
"I'm working on my Masters."
"That's cool. What's you major?"
"Psychology." I saw the look on her face that I usually get the first time that I tell people this. I continued, "Don't worry. I'm not here to analyze anyone. I just enjoy clubs like this, I just come to relax, and meet people." I hoped that I hadn't turned her off.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to react that way."
"That's ok. It happens all the time. Want to go sit someplace a little more comfortable?"
"Sure. That booth over there is open."
We got up and headed to the booth. I noticed, as I think she did, that her friends were watching us. I was also able to get a better look at how she was dressed. She had on a very pretty peasants blouse, a short leather skirt, dark nylons, and a pair of drop dead four inch black heels with ankle straps. She looked to be about five foot seven or eight in the heels, and maybe a 38C. With my four inch heels, I was about two inches taller than her. I followed her, and she walked with a real sexy little wiggle.
We got to the booth, I scooted into one of the seats. She was going to sit on the other side of the table, but I patted the seat next to me, and gave her a come hither look. She got a little smile, and scooted in next to me. I settled back into the seat, leaning against the seat back and wall, so that I could see her better. I noticed that she was really wearing nylons, she was sitting with her legs under her, and her skirt had ridden up revealing her garter tabs.
We sat, enjoyed small talk, and had another drink. The more I talked with her, the more I knew that she was special, and I was becoming enthralled with her. We were both loosening up, thanks to the drinks, and were opening up to each other. I learned that she twenty two, had a double degree in business and computers, was working for a company that did web page design, and taught classes part time in the two year programs at the college. She had lived with her parents until she graduated from college, and was now in her own townhouse just off campus.
I reached, and took her hand in mine. Her hand was small, very soft, with perfectly done nails, and a number of rings. She looked down, and blushed a little. Then looked me in the eyes, smiled, and squeezed my hand. There really was something special between us, and she felt it too.
We needed to go someplace more private. And, she must have felt the same way, because she said, "Lets get out of here. My townhouse is only two blocks from here." My turn to smile!. She got up, saying, "Let me say good night to my friends. Come on." I followed her over to the table where her friends were sitting. She said, "Everyone this is Terrie. Terrie, this is Jackie, his wife Mary, Cathy, Phil, Donna, and Vickie. Jackie is one of the 'girls', and his wife is very supportive, Cathy and Vickie are also crossdressers, Phil is Cathy's friend, and Donna is a real girl." We exchanged pleasantries. And, Cathy said, "Sit and join us. We'll make room."
Halle said, "No. We're just leaving. Going over to my place for a night cap."
You could see the knowing smiles. Halle gave everyone a good bye kiss on the cheek, and we headed out of the club. As we headed down the street, she took my hand, and we walked hand in hand to her townhouse. She stopped at the front door, looked me in the eyes, and said , "There is something that you need to know before we go in. And, I should have told you before we left the club, so that you could have found someone else."
I looked at her somewhat puzzled, and said, "What?"
"I'm really a guy."
"No way!"
"Yes. I'm a guy. I'm a crossdresser, and have been for a long time."
"But, your so... So... So pretty."
"Thank you. But, I'm a guy. And, you're a lesbian, and wanted a real girl. You can be mad at me, I deserve it. But, I felt something special with you, and wanted to be with you."
She had a tear in her eye, and looked a little down trodden. I just looked at her for awhile. I couldn't believe that this pretty girl was a guy. Her look, her mannerisms, everything about her said girl.
Finally she continued, "I'll walk you back to the club, or call you a cab."
I reached out, took her chin in my hand, lifted her head so that I could look into her eyes, and said, "No you won't. I walked down here with you for a night cap, and I want to have that night cap. Besides, I'm bi."
I could see a look of relief on her face, and finally that cute smile started to return. She took my hand again, led me into the townhouse, it was a real upscale place, two stories, and she gave me the cooks tour. The first floor had a large livingroom, half bath, large kitchen that appeared to be well used, a diningroom, and a private patio off the kitchen and diningroom. It was decorated very nicely, not entirely feminine, but not masculine either. The second floor had a full bath that was somewhat feminine, two bedrooms, one was set up as an office, the other was a real surprise. It was completely feminine, it had a dressing table, a bed with a canopy, very frilly curtains, and a large walk in closet. The closet was like a department store, there was a small section of guys shirts, jackets, and pants. The rest of the closet was a smorgasbord of girls things, blouses, skirts, jackets, sweaters, pants, suits, and shoes. There was also another private patio off of this bedroom.
"You're a guy, and you have more girl clothes that I do.", I said with a smile.
"What can I say. If I see something I like, I buy it. I guess I have a girls shopping gene.", she said with a wink.
"And, this bedroom, it's gorgeous."
"Thank you. It's really me."
"I can tell there is a lot of love in here."
"Lets get that drink."
We went back down stairs to the livingroom. She put on some music, and poured two glasses of wine. We sat on the couch, sipped our wine, and talked. I wanted to know more about her/him, but didn't want to be forward.
Halle said, "I'm really glad that you didn't get mad. I took a big chance. And, I'm glad I did."
"I'm glad you did, too. But, I'm really having a problem believing you're a guy. You’re just so much a girl, the way you walk, talk, and present yourself."
"Thanks. Everyone has a problem believing I'm a guy when I tell them. In fact, most don't believe it. The only way that you really tell, when I'm in fem mode, is by my male package."
Halle got up to refill our wine glasses, and when she came back, she handed me mine, bent down, and kissed me. She then sat close, and kissed me again, very deeply. I was right, those lips were very kissable. And, she even kissed like a girl. It wasn't long until we were necking like two teenagers, and second base was reached very quickly. I was surprised, her breasts felt very real. She broke the clinch, stood up, and offered her hand to me. I took it, she helped me stand, and lead me upstairs to the bedroom.
She lit about a half a dozen candles that she had around the bedroom, it added a very nice aroma to the room, not to mention the romantic undertones. She walked back over to where I was standing, kissed me very gently, and started unbuttoning my blouse. She slipped it off my shoulders, and let it fall to the floor. Her lips worked down my neck, to the tops of my bra cups. Her hands found the bra hooks, the bra joined the blouse on the floor, and her lips found my nipples. Her lips were so soft, and her tongue knew just how to work my nipples. I was really getting turned on. She worked my nipples for a while, and dropped to her knees.
She undid my skirt and let it fall to the floor. She looked up and smiled at me when she saw I wasn't wearing any panties. I was standing there in my thigh hi hose and heels. Her lips found my mound, which she kissed and nibbled. Her tongue then found my clit, and she sent waves of pleasure through me. I helped her to her feet, and began to slowly undress her. When I removed her bra, I found she was wearing an almost undetectable set of glue on breast forms. While running her hands through my hair, she whispered, "I spend all weekend in fem mode, and the breast forms help the image." I undid her skirt, and found a garter belt, nylons, and thong. I pulled her thong off, she spread her legs a little, and her male package came out of hiding. I looked up at her, saying, "Yes, you do have a male package, don't you." It wasn't the biggest I'd ever seen, but it was nice. I kissed and licked the head, then took it in my mouth. It had a taste of strawberries to it.
She helped me to my feet, and she led me to her bed. She preceded to enjoy my body in many ways, always being very gentle. It was hard to remember that she was really a guy, she spent time bring pleasure to me in ways that girls do girls. Her tongue was soft and gentle, and seemed to never tire. She really knew how to bring pleasure. There was no rush, only long, gentle, loving. She must have brought me to half a dozen orgasms. I finally rolled her over on her back, and started to return the love. I whispered, "I wish I could get to your real nipples." She whispered, "Later." I kissed and nibbled her whole body, she tasted and smelled so good. I finally made my way to her male package, and started to return the tongue bath she had given my pussy. I wouldn't let her come, I wanted that to happen someplace else. Finally I, straddled her, knelt over her cock, I have problems thinking of it that way on such a pretty girl, and slowly lowered myself on to it. It felt so good going into me. I rode her for a long time, looking down at that pretty face, those green eyes, and those lips. I saw her tense up, and she came deep inside me. I came again.
I laid down on top of her, and kissed her deeply. Then, rolled off and laid next to her. She looked at me, and whispered, "Are you happy that I'm not really a girl?"
"Oh, but you are a girl. A girl with a special talent."
We kissed, and fell asleep in each others arms.
The next morning, Saturday, I woke up, and it was late morning. Halle was already up. I found a robe on the back of the door, and went downstairs, to the smell of breakfast. Halle was cooking up a storm. I walked up behind her, and kissed her on the neck. She turned around and kissed me full on the lips. She placed a wonderful breakfast on the table, we sat, ate, and talked.
"So, I'm a girl with a special talent?"
"You sure are. You are a guy, you proved that last night. But, you make love like a girl. You do everything to please your partner, your touch is soft, your not wham, bam, thank you mama. You want to please your partner, not be pleased."
"I just enjoy pleasing my partner. It's part of me. You're the same way. You brought me a lot of pleasure last night."
We sat and looked at each other. I saw a very sweet person sitting across from me, someone special. A guy, that looked more like a girl even first thing in the morning. I wanted to know more about her, but I didn't want to pry. She broke the silence with, "I have a hair appointment at one, would you like to go along?"
"Yes. Were at."
"The Hair Place in the mall."
"I go there. Who does your hair."
"Sally."
"Sally! She does mine. In fact, I'll tell you a secret."
"What?"
"She's a lesbian."
"Your kidding. She's never hit on me."
"No, not kidding. I know it for a fact. And, why she's never hit on you, I'll never understand. In fact, she's going to die when I walk in with you. Does she know about you?"
"No. When I'm in girl mode, just like with you last night, everyone thinks I'm just a girl."
We finished breakfast, and got dressed. On the way to the mall, we stopped at my place, so that I could change, going to the mall in what I was wearing last night wouldn't have been appropriate. We walked into the Hair Place together, and Sally almost lost it. She said, "You two know each other?"
"We just met last night. And, Halle said she was coming here, and that you were her hair dresser, so I decided to tag along."
"Small world."
"Very small. And, no hitting on Halle, she is all mine!"
We continued with the small talk while Sally did Halle's hair. When it was all done, Halle looked very cute. We said good bye to Sally, and we walked out of the shop hand in hand. Halle said, "Well I wonder if Sally will be hitting on me now?"
"Not if I have anything to say about it. Besides, if she finds out about the real you, she'll go off the deep end."
We window shopped the mall for a good two hours, and then headed back to Halle's. We had decided to spend the day together, as neither of us had any real plans. She stirred up a light lunch, and promised to make a great supper.
After lunch we sat on the patio, just enjoying the weather and each others company. We had known each other less than a day, but I felt like it was forever. I had to know, "Halle. Can I ask you something that's personal, and that has been driving me nuts since last night?"
"I bet I know what it is?"
"I bet you do. Can I ask?"
"Yes.", she said with a little smile.
"We haven't known each over for even 24 hours, but I feel like it's been a life time, and I just have to know. How a guy came to be such a pretty, passable, girl?"
"I knew that was it."
"Smarty."
"I've never told anyone this, not even my friends at the club. It's kind of long. But...
"I grew up on a large farm, with my Mom, Dad, and older sister, Patty. Dad was a very good farmer, and we always had five or six farm hands around. In fact, Dad was the president of the local Farm Bureau, and held some sort of position on the state level. My Mom was very pretty, as was my sister, who was two years older than I, and a lot of fun. The nearest farm was two and a half miles away, and town was ten miles away. We didn't have many playmates, and had to make do. The two of us, Patty and I, had a lot of games that we played together. Of course we both had chores around the farm. School was about the only time we saw most of the other children in the area.
"I was in third grade, or eight, and Patty was in fifth when it happened. I got very sick, Mom said that I almost died. I ended up spending a month in the hospital, and another two months recuperating at home. Everyone was great. One thing that the doctors told my parents, was that I'd never grow to be very big. What ever the disease was, and no one would tell me, it effected my growth.
"One cold, snowy, January day a year later, the school buses couldn't get around, so school had been cancelled. Dad was off at some sort of meeting, Mom was busy with household chores, and Patty and I were playing. Patty wanted to play dress up, I wasn't too keen on the idea. But, as usual she usually can do, she talked me into it. Usually it was her in fancy girls clothes, me in my best clothes. But, this time Patty wanted to do something different. We ended going up to the attic, where we stored a lot of clothes that no longer fit. Patty was digging through a box of her old clothes looking for some things.
"I asked her what she was looking for. And her come back was, 'You'll see.'
"She started laying out various items of her old clothes. Training bra, panties, blouse, skirt, shoes. I kind of looked at her a little worried. She picked up the items and we headed back down to her room. She laid the clothes out on her bed. I again looked at her, she grinned at me.
"I asked her what we were going to do with those, and her come back this time was, 'Your going to wear them. I want a girl friend to play with.' I told her that there was no way that I was going to wear girls cloths. She then reminded me of something that had happened in the barn last year, that she promised to never tell anyone about. But, said that she would tell if I didn't dress up for her. Knowing that if Dad found out what I had done, I would be in big trouble, I reluctantly agreed.
"She had me strip completely. I was really embarrassed. She handed me the panties, at least that part was covered. Then she handed me the bra, I looked at it, and looked at her a little puzzled. She shook her head, and helped me put it on. Then she took a pair of socks, and stuffed them into the cups. I looked down, and saw two small lumps, covered with a bra. Next came the blouse, it took me a minute to figure out the buttons on the wrong side. The skirt came next, it felt funny hitting me just above the knees. The ankle socks and shoes finished off the outfit.
"Patty was just beaming when I was done. She undid my pony tail, my hair was even long then, and brushed it out. Then she applied some light makeup. Stood back, and took a long look. She told me that I looked just like a nine year old girl. I looked in her mirror, and couldn't believe what I saw.
"We spent the rest of the afternoon playing girl things, games, dolls, etc. About four o'clock, we heard a noise at her door, looked up, and there stood Mom. She just looked at the two of us, then asked what was going on. Patty told her that I had asked her to dress me in some of her girls clothes to see what it felt like. I glared at her, figuring that if I said anything, she would tell about the incident in the barn. So, I kept my mouth shut. Mom stood and looked at me for awhile, and said that I did make a very pretty little girl. She then said, that Dad had called, was snow bound, and wouldn't be home that night. She also said, that since I wanted to dress like a girl, I could stay dressed for the rest of the day. I helped Patty set the table for dinner, and with the dishes, wearing an apron. That evening Mom even gave me one of Patty's old night gowns to wear to bed.
"The next morning I came down to breakfast in my regular boy clothes, and nothing was said. That was my first experience in dressing. I thought it was a lot of fun. Nothing else happened, or was said, for a few months. One of the big events in town was a Halloween party, and we were trying to come up with costumes. Mom and Patty had come up with Patty's costume, but nothing for me. I then saw a look come over Patty's face, she whispered something to Mom, Mom looked at me, and smiled. The two of them went to the attic.
"They were back in about half an hour, with Mom carrying a bundle of clothes. Patty was smiling like the cat that had caught the bird. Mom asked me if I remembered that day last January that I had dressed as a girl. How could I forget. She then told me that Patty had come up with the idea of me going to the party as a girl. Patty looked at me, and mouthed the word 'barn'. I looked at the floor, and just shook my head. That day they really dressed me up in various things, to see what looked the best. When they were finally satisfied, I was wearing a bra, with some padding, a pair of panties, panty hose, a pretty yellow party dress, and shinny black shoes. Mom went to work on my hair, and added a little makeup. When she was done, I looked in the mirror, and there was that pretty little girl again. I kind of liked what I saw, I even got a little smile on my face. I saw my Mom and Patty look at each other, and grin.
"My Dad wasn't happy that I was going to the party as a girl, until he saw me. He said that he would be happy to be accompanied to the party by three such lovely ladies. The party was fun, no one knew who I was, and when everyone found out they were very surprised. I felt really comfortable in those party clothes. In fact it was the beginning of a lot of dressing, my sister loved it when I dressed, she had a girl friend to play with. Even Mom helped me when my Dad wasn't around, and there were times that I could stay dressed for the whole day. Patty really liked having a little sister, and Mom is the one that picked the name Halle for me, as 'you need a girls name for the Halloween party.' And, I think that Mom really liked having another girl around the house.
"Over the next few years, Mom, as mothers do, would teach Patty womanly things, and would include me in. When we went to the bigger cities to shop, Mom would always buy me some girl things. One day we were at the beauty shop, and Mom and Patty were getting the works. I think I was fourteen. I was sitting there watching them work on Mom and Patty, I noticed Mom and the beautician were having a conversation, and I was being looked at. When Mom was done, she motioned me to come over, she told me that she was tired of my messy hair. Believe me, it really wasn't messy, I took good care of it. The beautician really worked on my hair, and when she was done, I had a girls cut, that could still be pulled back into a male style pony tail. Also, the manicurist, spent a long time working on my nails. When she was done I had a perfect set of finger nails, with clear polish on them. I was hooked, I loved the beauty shop, and all the fussing. I enjoyed all the clothes, makeup, and primping, and became very good at it.
"When I was fifteen, Mom sat me down, and we had a real long talk. She knew I was happier dressing like a girl, and she wanted to know if I wanted to be a girl full time. I told that I didn't think so, but that I really did feel more comfortable presenting as a girl. As the doctors had said, I had never grown much, I ended being five foot three, my facial features were very fine, my hands were small, as was my boning. I made a better looking girl, than I did a boy. Patty ended up being two inches taller, and we were great girl friends. A couple of nights after Mom and I had out talk, we were at dinner, Mom looked at Dad, and said something like, 'Go ahead and ask him.'
"My Dad, said that he and Mom had a long talk the night before. And, that she had told him that I preferred to look like a girl, and live as a girl. Was this true? I told him that I really preferred being a girl, and it felt right. He asked the same question that Mom asked, did I want to become a girl. I told him the same thing that I had told Mom, that I didn't think so. I knew that he had wanted me to take over the farm, but we had already come to an understanding that it wasn't going to happen. I wanted to go to college and study computers. In his own way, my Dad accepted my living as a girl at home. I still went to school as a guy, and took the usual shit that a small framed, effeminate looking boy takes.
"After I graduated from high school, I though about going to college as Halle. But, after a long family talk, it was decided that it would be best to be Mike in class. Shortly after high school graduation, Dad sold the farm to a large consortium, and we moved to a small town not to far from where Patty was going to college, and I was going to start in the Fall. He received a very large payment for the farm, and we didn't have any money problems. When I went to college, I spent the week as Mike, and the weekends as Halle. Though I did dress androgynous when in Mike mode, and this got me a raft of shit every once in awhile, but also did bring me some very interesting friends. While I was there, I found the gay bars, and those that were friendly to crossdressers, and spent a lot of weekend time there. I made a number of friends at the bars, most, like you, couldn't believe that I was really a guy. I did have a number of girl friends in college, a few of them even enjoyed having Halle around. There was one that actually preferred Halle to Mike. During that time, I also learned that I really liked girls, I tried a couple of gay relationships, but it just wasn't me. I didn't see much of Patty when I was at school, but when we were both home, we were back to being best girl friends. She even took me to get my ears pierced, at a tattoo parlor. While we were there, she decided to have here navel pierced, and talked me into having it done too.
"After I graduated, I got the job, and started teaching part time here at the college. I'm still in the Mike mode on week days, Halle mode on weekends routine. I don't really like it, but it has to be for work. I really enjoy the 1-BY-1 Club, the people, the drag shows, and go there often. And, was really glad I was there when you came in.
"Well that's it in a nut shell."
I sat there and looked at her. She had basically told me her life story, and we had only know each other for less than a day. Finally I asked her, "So, you don't want to become a girl?"
"No. I guess if I did I'd be a lesbian, I like girls. I guess that's kind of weird, I want to look like a girl, but keep my male package, and I like girls."
"Not so weird, it sounds to me that your transgendered. And, I think it's kind of neat. Why don't you dress full time. I can tell that you'd really like that."
"I would like that. But, I don't think the office would be happy. They don't have a very good policy on gays or transgendered employees. I have enough problems with the way I look now."
"Maybe it's time they did. How do they feel about you, the person, as an employee?"
"They appear to really like my work. I've only been there a year, and I've received a couple of raises. But, you know, I'd rather be teaching full time. I enjoy doing that."
"What's stopping you?"
"No full time openings."
"Does the college know about Halle?"
"I'm not really sure about the college as a whole. But, my department head, Dr. Martin, knows. She's a lesbian, I ran into her one night at the 1-BY-1, and she hit on me. And, when she found out who I was, she almost had a panic attack. The college is very liberal, if your good in your position, you could be from Mars. So, I guess it doesn't matter to them."
"Might just be the place for Halle to flourish."
"Yes. It would be nice. Oh, look at the time, I'd better get us something to eat."
"No, I want to take you out. Just someplace quiet, not dressy. Know a good place?"
"Sure do. But, I can't let you take me out."
"Yes you can. I insist."
"OK. There is a great Italian place just around the corner. A lot of the faculty eat there."
We took the short walk to the restaurant, and enjoyed a great meal. We were sitting enjoying an after dinner glass of wine, when a woman walked up.
Halle said, "Dr. Martin."
"Hello. Halle. How are you?"
"I'm fine. And, you? This is my friend Terrie."
"I'm fine. Hello Terrie. Very nice to meet you."
"Won't you join us?", Halle said.
"Only for a minute. I'm meeting some friends for a late supper."
"Great. Can I get you a drink?"
"That would be nice. Just a glass of wine."
We chit chatted for a while, about nothing in general. Her party arrived, and she excused herself.
Halle said, "That was interesting. It's really the first time, other than at the 1-BY-1, that she's talked to me about anything other than work."
We decided to take a little walk before going back to Halle's place. She took me to an area that had a very nice view of the city and campus, we just stood there for awhile holding hands. She turned to me, looked up into my eyes, and kissed me. Then hugged me, and whispered, "Spend the night? And, you can meet Mike tomorrow." I thought that she was never going to ask.
"Do you really want me to?"
"I asked, didn't I."
"I'd love to." I kissed her. "But, I need to run over to my place and get some things."
"No problem. We'll take my car, and you can get what you need."
We walked, hand in hand, back to Halle's place, grabbed her car, and headed over to my place. We ran in, I put together a few things, and we headed back to Halle's. The sex that night was better than Fridays, if that was possible. This girl really knows how to please a girl, if only guys could be this way...
Sunday morning was almost a repeat of Saturday. Halle was up before I was, and had a wonderful breakfast on the table. We decided to go to the beach for the day, and enjoy one of the last weekends before school started. She looked great in a two piece swim suit. You couldn't tell she was wearing breast forms. We did get hit on by a few guys, but we just told them we were lesbians, and they went away shaking their heads. The day went quickly, and on the way home Halle promised to make the dinner that she was going to make last night. She really surprised me, she fussed around in the kitchen, keeping up a constant line of chatter, and ended up putting a meal on the table fit for a king or queen.
As we were cleaning up, Halle started to become very quiet. She was usually a vibrant, bubbly person, but now she was becoming very quiet. I asked, "What's wrong."
"Nothing."
"Yes there is. I'm not seeing my Halle."
"I'm sorry. But, it's time for Mike to come back, and I always get this way."
"Does he really need to come back?"
"Yes. He has to go to work tomorrow. I guess, that you don't want to stay again tonight. Do you?"
"I'd love to stay. And, I'd love to meet Mike. Please, don't be so sad."
She smiled a little, when I said that I'd stay, then she said, "It's that I just don't like Mike anymore. And, that when he has to come back, it's so hard." With that she started to cry. I took her in my arms and just held her. She cried for a good five minutes, I sat her down on the couch, and got a cold wash cloth. As I was wiping her face, she looked at me, and said, "I love you."
"I love you too, my sweet Halle."
We hugged for a good long time. I was wondering if, that in two and a half short days, I had found that one special person. A life partner.
"Well, since I've ruined my makeup, not to mention the evening, I guess I'd better go find Mike."
"You haven't ruined the evening. You're just a little upset that Halle has to leave, but she'll be back sooner than you think. Is there anything that I can do?"
"Come, and sit with me."
We got up, and headed to her bedroom. She stripped, put on a dressing gown, then walked over to her dresser, and sat down. I sat on the bed. She took a hair brush, spent a few minutes brushing out her hair, and put it into a masculine pony tail. Next came the makeup remover, followed by some moisturizer, and eye cream. She turned, looked at me, and tried a little smile. I smiled at her, blew her a kiss, in hopes of cheering her up. She blew a kiss back, and again tried another smile. I could tell that this was very hard on her. She let the dressing gown drop off her shoulder, so that it ended up piled on the seat. Next she took some kind of liquid, and started removing her breast forms. When they were off, she used moisturizer on her chest, and then removed her nail polish. When she was done, she let out a deep sigh, stood up, let her dressing gown fall to the floor, stood, and turned to face me.
"This is Mike.", she said with a tears in her eyes.
She was right, Mike was an effeminate looking guy, but in his own way hansom. His body was almost that of a girls, smooth, no body hair, small waist, hips weren't very wide, and small breasts. Breasts, they looked to be an A or small B. I've known real girls, with her build, that had smaller breasts then she has. I got up walked over, wiped the tears from her eyes, took her hands in mine, and kissed her.
"I'll get dressed and run you home.", she said, very downheartedly.
"Do we have to?"
"You mean you don't want to go home?"
"Only if you want me to?"
"I'd love you to stay. But, I'm Mike now."
"Not a problem. It's what's in your heart that counts. I still see a pretty girl."
She finally started getting a smile back on her face. She put her robe back on, and we went back downstairs. She fixed a couple drinks, and we sat, and chatted about the past two days. We ended up admitting to each other that we felt something special for each other. That night Mike made love to me, but it was in the same way that Halle did, very gentle, and very caring. It was the same soft, smooth body, the same soft hands, the same very kissable lips, from the past two days. I couldn't think of this person as a he, she was always going to be girl to me. And, I got to play with a real pair of nipples. And, they appeared to be as sensitive as mine, the more I played with them, the more she got turned on. And, her breasts, guys don't have breasts, were actually firm, no fat. In fact this girl hardly had any fat on her body.
Monday morning, when I got up, she was already getting dressed as Mike. I laid in bed, and watcher her. She was right, Mike was a very effeminate looking guy. She turned, and looked at me. "Good morning sleepy head. See I told you Mike looked more like a girl that a guy."
I smiled at her. She walked over to the bed, and kissed me. "I left some breakfast for you in the kitchen. See you tonight?"
"If you want?"
She handed me a key to the townhouse, gave me another kiss, said, "See you about 5.", and walked out the bedroom door.
I had some things to do at the university, so I got up, got dressed, and went downstairs. There with a note, was breakfast, eggs, toast, juice, and coffee. The note said, "Have a good day. Love you!", and was signed with a lipstick kiss. I walked over to campus, did the things that I needed to do, all the time wondering what I felt about Halle, was it just infatuation or was there really something there. I took a long walk, and ended up at the same place we had Saturday night. I just stood there for a long time thinking, and came to a decision. On the way back to the townhouse, I walked past a florist, went in, and purchased a dozen long stem red roses and a card. Back at the townhouse, I set the roses down where she would see them, and set about writing a note. I placed the note by the roses, and headed back out.
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I got back just before five, and set the table for dinner. I heard her key in the door, and just stood there. She walked in, and saw the flowers and the card. She looked at me, looked at the roses, picked up the card, and start to read it. She stopped reading, looked at me, and had a tear in her eye. She went back to reading it, set it down, walked over to me, threw her arms around me, and started kissing me deeply.
I had written on the card,
'Halle,
The past few days have been fantastic. I spent the day thinking about what
I was feeling, was it just infatuation or was it something more. I took a long
walk, ending up were we had on Saturday night, and I spent a long time there
just thinking. All of a sudden it came to me, it wasn't infatuation, it was love.
You are very special to me. Halle, I love you very much.'
I signed it as she had my note this morning, with a kiss.
We kissed for a long time. When we finally broke, she looked at me, and said, "I was so worried that you weren't going to be here when I came home. That this had been just a fling, and that I'd never see you again. And, when I saw the flowers and card, I first thought that it was your way of saying good bye. But, then you were standing there, smiling, I knew then it could only be a good thing. And, your note sealed it. I've thought of nothing but you today. Terrie, you have no idea of how I feel right now. I'm so very happy."
"I do know how you feel. It's rare when you find a life partner like this, and both of you feeling that way right away is even rarer. I wouldn't do anything to hurt this relationship. I knew you were special when I first met you, and I still feel that way."
She attacked me again. "Stop. Girl, stop! You keep this up and dinner is going to get cold.", I said trying to hold her off.
"You cooked dinner?"
"Not me. I burn water. I stopped at the little Chinese place down the block, and got take out."
"Great. There food is really good."
We finally sat down, and ate. She sat there and looked at me most of the time. As we were cleaning up, she said, "Terrie, you know a lot about me. But, I hardly know anything about you."
"I guess I need to fill you in on me."
"I would love that."
"OK. Get us a couple glasses of wine, and I'll tell you."
We walked out onto the patio, and sat at the table.
"How deep do you want me to go?"
"I want to know everything. About your schooling. Your parents. What ever you want to tell me. Even why you bi, if you want to tell me."
"You really want all the dirt.", I said with a smile. "You asked for it...
I went on to tell her that my parents were very rich, something I don't tell many people, and that I was an only child. And, felt that I was an oops baby. How that I grew up with a nanny, and really didn't see much of my parents. How, that prior to high school I had never had a boy friend or any kind of sex education. That all my schooling was at private all girls schools, and that is where I was introduced to lesbian sex in my freshman year by one of the senior girls. During a school break in my sophomore year, I went home with my roommate, and found out that she was bi. The roommate also confided in me that her brother was the one that helped introduce her to straight sex with one of his friends. And, during my stay at the roommate’s house, her brother came home from college, and the two of them seduced me into having sex with the brother. This was my first sex with a boy, and it was enjoyable. But, I also still liked girls. So, I guessed I was bi-sexual. I told her about my schooling and how I graduated Cum Laude with my Bachelors in psychology. And, had decided to go on for my Masters. And, that my parents, even though I don't see them much, are footing the whole bill. I added a few of my loves along the way, but didn't elaborate on them.
"That's the dirt. More than you want to know. Right?" I hoped I hadn't told her too much.
"No. Just what I wanted to know. I think that I understand you better now."
I again spent the night. This was getting to be a habit. In the morning, I got up with her, and we had breakfast together. I was still seeing more Halle than Mike when I looked at her. I guess there was a lot of inner beauty. As she was walking out the door, she asked, "What type of rental agreement do you have at your apartment?"
"It's month by month. Why?"
"I want you to think about something. And, I don't want an answer right now. I would like you to move in with me. There's plenty of room, and there is no need for you to waste money on an apartment." I was somewhat stunned. She kissed me, and walked out the door.
I had just met her a few days ago, we had told each other our life stories, we had great sex, and we both felt something very special for each other. And, now she had asked me to move in with her. I went back into the kitchen, and sat down with another cup of coffee. It took me about two seconds to make up my mind. I finished cleaning up the kitchen, got dressed, and headed to campus. The cost of the books for my masters program was astronomical. But, I also found the card I was looking for.
That evening when Halle walked in the door, the card was sitting there on the table. I was out of sight, but could just see her. She looked around, I think trying to see if I was there, and slowly opened the envelope. As she opened the card, I could see a big smile grow on her face. I walked into the room, and said, "Hi roommate."
"You are so bad."
"I know. And, you love it."
"And, I love you."
That week we spent moving some of her clothes from the closet in the big bedroom, to the closet in the smaller bedroom. And, moving my things from the apartment to the townhouse. I had about one tenth the clothes that she did, and we really crowded the little bit of male clothes she had. And, luckily my apartment was furnished, so we didn't have any furniture to move.
Friday evening Halle came back, and we went out on the town to celebrate my moving in. Halle is so much fun, a vibrant, fun loving girl. So much different than Mike. On Sunday, when Mike had to come back, it wasn't as bad as the first time I had witnessed it. And, I was curious.
"I noticed Mike came back easier this time."
"I know."
"How come?"
"I think it's because you're here. You interact so well with my two selves. Just you being here makes it easier."
"Mike doesn't want to come back full time. Does he?"
"Are you kidding. What your seeing is Halle masquerading as Mike, not the other way around. Halle is the one that wants to be here."
School started, and she was really great. I had more studying to do than I cared to think about. She was just amazingly supportive. She would go with me to the library, when I had research to do, and sit and read, just to keep me company. She knew when to leave me alone to study. She would do little things that made things just so much better. The weeks flew by. Halle was here on the weekends, she would help me relax, boy could she help me relax! Mid-terms came and went, I did real well and was very happy. Halle took me out on the town to celebrate. The second half of the term was just as great. The support from Halle was just the ticket. It kept me on track. My grades at the end of the term were better than I had during my undergraduate studies.
Christmas was just around the corner, and Halle asked if I would like to go to her parents for the week. I thought that it would be great, spending Christmas with a family. I was nervous as we drove up the street and into the driveway of a very nice house. We parked in back, and just walked into the kitchen. It smelled great. Of course, it was Halle that was with me and not Mike. Her Mom was in the kitchen working on pies. After their warm greetings, and her Mom calling everyone else into the kitchen. Halle introduced me.
"Everyone. I want you to meet someone very special. This is Terrie."
"Terrie. This is my Mom, my Dad, my sister Patty, and her husband Paul."
There were hugs all around. And, I was told to call her Mom, Helen, and her Dad, Dave. Patty said, with a smile, "So you're the wonderful Terrie, that I've head so much about."
I looked a Halle.
She said, "Internet. I told you Patty and I are close."
"What sort of bad things has she told you about me.", I quipped.
"Oh all kinds of dirt. No really, she has only had good things to say about you.", Patty said.
Patty and I hit it off from the start. And, the rest of the family was just great. It felt like I was home. Her Mom put me to work in the kitchen. I warned her that I couldn't cook. And, she told me, that it's never too late to learn. The days before Christmas went by very quickly. I asked Patty to take me shopping, as I hadn't brought gifts for everyone. We had a great day out, shopping together. During lunch, we had a good long talk about Halle/Mike. She told me that I had someone that was very special to her. And, I told her that I knew she was very special, and that I was very happy that she had helped bring out her feminine side. Also, that I couldn't ever think of her as Mike, it was always Halle.
Christmas morning came, and everyone was up early. It was a family tradition to open presents in the morning. Everyone received some great gifts, and I was surprised at all the nice things that I received. After everyone had opened their gifts, and we were cleaning up the mess, Dave said, "Hey, here's a gift we missed. It's for Terrie from Santa." And, he handed me a fairly large package.
I unwrapped it, opened the box, and there was another gift wrapped box inside. I unwrapped, and open this box. And, there was another one inside. I unwrapped that one, and inside was a small black velvet box. I opened it, and inside that was a large engagement ring. I looked at Halle.
She said, "Will you marry me?"
I wrapped my arms around her neck, gave her a big kiss, and said, "Yes!"
She took the ring, and slipped it on my finger. It was a perfect fit. There was a major family hug, and kisses all around.
That evening at dinner, Dave, sitting next to me, took my hand, and said, "You know, back when Mike told us that he preferred to look like a girl. I was worried about him. But, he has proven that he can handle anything thrown at him. I know he was given a hard time in school, because he was small. But, he stood up to them, and proved that he was a bigger person than they were. Now, he has brought a wonderful new member to the family. Patty told us that he felt that there was something special about you, and after meeting you, I agree. Terrie, welcome to the family." He squeezed my hand, and kissed me on the cheek.
He then turned to Halle, and said, with a grin, "Now, girls, are we going to have two brides, or what?"
"Dad!"
"I know. But, do I get to walk two girls down the isle at the same time?" Everyone laughed.
"Dad!"
Our visit ended much too quickly. I felt like this was the family that I had never had, and I told Halle so. It embarrassed her a little, but she said that they were really something special.
There was going to be a New Years Eve party at the 1-BY-1, and it was going to be a drag party, everyone had to dress as the opposite sex. Go figure. Halle's costume wasn't a problem, she would go as Halle. Me, I had to go as a boy. We both loved swing music, and we decided to go as a couple from the swing era. So, Halle went out and found us costumes. I ended up with loose gray pants, a white long sleeve shirt, red suspenders, saddle shoes, red pok-a-dot tie, and a hat. She had a very cute, red satin, low cut, sleeveless, swing dress, and saddle shoes. She helped dress me, the biggest problem was hiding my 38D's. Halle solved it with a few wide roles of Ace bandages. When she was done, it looked like I had a nice set of pecks. I was going to wear a pair of my panties, but she wouldn't let me. She gave me one of the last pairs of jockey shorts that she had. It felt funny. She also packed a sock with some nylons, and stuck it in the front of the jockey shorts. Stood back, and said, "That's better, now you look like you have a package." I was also going to put on some makeup, and she wouldn't let me. In fact, I had to be sure that I didn't have any makeup on. She came up with a way for me look like I had a five o'clock shadow, and made my eyebrows look heavy. She also managed to get all my hair under the hat. I looked in the mirror, and I didn't look too bad.
Halle of course, had no problem looking like a cute girl. Here outfit made her a real Fly Chick, and she was really my Main Squeeze.
The party was The Bomb. They even played a couple of swing numbers, and Halle and I even tried to dance to them. It was funny, trying to dance as a guy, Halle didn't have a problem with the girls part. The only thing that I wouldn't take off was the ring. Halle tried to get me to, but there was no way that ring was going to come off, it was there to stay. It didn't take away from my costume, but did bring a lot of great comments from our friends. Neither of us had to buy a drink that night. Midnight came, and everyone was kissing everyone else. This party was solid Murder. We drug ourselves home about two in the morning, tired and happy.
(Authors note. For those of you not "hip" to swing talk here's a little translation:
Fly Chick - Attractive female, Main Squeeze - Favorite girl friend,
The Bomb - "Real Cool", Murder - Superdooper, Excellent.)
Spring semester started a couple of weeks later, went almost as quickly as Fall had, and my grades were just as good. Halle, as usual, was a great help. About two weeks before the end of the term, Halle received a call from Dr. Martin, her department head, to come in and see her. She was a nervous wreck the day of the meeting, not knowing what was up. But, when she came home, she almost floated in the door, and had a very broad smile on her face.
"Ok! What was the meeting all about?", I asked.
"There is a full time teaching position available in the computer department. And, they offered it to me."
"If you didn't say yes, I'm going to divorce you, before I marry you."
"I started to tell them that I needed to talk with you about it. But, then I thought, 'Duh, we've already talked about it many times.' So, I told them yes."
I gave her a big kiss.
"I'll start teaching some Summer classes, and I do have to take some courses myself this Summer.", she continued, "But, that's no big deal. Want to go to the Italian place for dinner?"
We headed down the street to the restaurant. And, had one of there usual great meals. The required after dinner glass of wine was on the table. And, something popped into my mind.
"Did you ask them about Halle?"
"What about her?"
"Oh, come on. What is the most important thing to you?"
"Marrying you."
"Other than that? Silly."
"Oh, that. You mean being able to be Halle full time?"
"Yes!"
"We talked about it."
"And?"
"Dr. Martin didn't see a problem with it. The course catalogue is only printed with the instructors last name. And, she will take care of everything else."
"That's fantastic. At last you can be who you want to be."
She just smiled at me.
"What about the other job?"
"I'll talk to them tomorrow. I'd be willing to stay part time, but they would have to take Halle. And, that could be interesting."
"Interesting to say the least."
That night I took charge of the love making, it was almost more than she could take. But, she didn't complain, she just enjoyed. I was just so happy for her that she got the teaching job, and I showed her just how happy I was.
I could tell when she left for work, she was a little nervous, and I told her to call me after she talked to her boss. I was a bundle of nervous energy. I didn't have any classes today, so the townhouse got a major cleaning. The phone rang at about eleven thirty, and I ran for it.
I could tell by her voice that she was a little down, She told me that she had met with her boss, Mr. Black, and her direct supervisor, Jackie Musgrave. And, that it had been a very interesting meeting. They were happy about the teaching position, but unhappy to be losing such a productive employee. She then explained to them all about Halle, and that she would be happy to work for them part time as Halle, but everyone had to know what was going on. They told her, that learning about Halle had explained some things, a number of employees had thought Mike was gay because of they way he dressed and acted. And, they went on to explain that the management committee had been working on a gender policy for the company. She told them that she was happy to see that happen, and that it had been needed for a long time. They then said they would talk over Halles' working part time for them with the management committee later in the day, and let her know the decision at the end of the day. But, she had gotten a feeling that it might not be good.
She was down, when she got home. She told me that they said, that they were sorry, but that they couldn't really couldn't see him coming back in as Halle. I just held her for awhile, she cried a little. Then ended up saying, "You know, this is for the best. I have you, someone that I thought that I would never have. I have the job, teaching, that I really want. And, now Halle can be here full time. I don't know what I'm sad about, except that I'll miss some of the people there." And, she kissed me.
At the end of the week, she cleaned out her desk, said good bye to her friends, and came home. It took her no time at all to bring Halle back, when she was done, she looked at me smiled, and said, "No more Mike!" She then went to the closet, took all the male clothes, and put them in a bag. As we were heading to dinner, we stopped by the local thrift store drop box. As a final good bye, she placed a big red good bye kiss on the bag as she dropped it in the box. After a great dinner at an up scale restaurant, it was off to the club. It was great to see her as her usual vibrant, bubbly self.
The rest of the term just flew by, and again my grades were fantastic. During the Summer, I got a job on campus working on a research project in the Psychology Department. It was only four or five hours a day, but it helped time pass, as I wasn't taking classes. Halle, was really enjoying teaching the Summer classes that she was, and even the two classes that she was taking. It was really nice to have Halle around all the time.
One afternoon I was on the computer, just surfing the web, and I happened to get into the history files. I found a couple of sites that peaked my interest. Ok, I was snooping. And, I brought them up. I spend a good hour and a half reading the two sites, and I didn't like what I was reading. Actually, I really was not at all happy with what I read! I met Halle at the door, she could tell by the look on my face that I was unhappy. She said, "What's wrong?"
"We need to talk. And, I mean a serious talk."
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"What did I do?"
"You'll see. Come with me little girl!"
I started upstairs, with Halle right behind me, heading for the computer room. As we walked in, I said, "Sit down." She sat at the computer desk.
"OK.", I said, "Now clear the screen saver, and tell me what you see."
She moved the mouse, the screen saver cleared, and there was one of the two web sites in question. She slowly turned her head and looked at me a little frightened.
"Care to explain?", I asked.
She looked back at the screen, I could see her reflection on the monitor, she was crying.
"What are you thinking? Do you want to hurt yourself? Or, worse!", I asked.
She shook her head, no.
"Well, do you want to tell me?", I continued.
"I... I... I just wanted to be more of a girl for you."
"You are all the girl that I want. Don't you know that self medication can hurt, and even kill you. Were you planning on seeing a doctor, or even telling me?"
She shook her head, no.
"Are you keeping any more secrets from me."
She looked at me, tears flowing down her cheeks, and said, "No."
"I hope not. Don't you know taking hormones without a doctors help can cause all kinds of problems. After I read the two sites, that you had book marked, I looked further and found some interesting information. I printed it out for you, and you can read it later. Don't you realize that taking those drugs, will keep your male package from working, and I love the feel of that deep inside me. What were you thinking?"
Her head was hanging, and the tears were just flowing. I didn't know how much longer I could really stay mad at her. I turned the chair around, lifted her to her feet, took her chin in my hand, and made her look at me. I asked, "Please, tell me what you were thinking?"
Between sniffles, she told me, "I just wanted to be more of a woman for you. I'm tired of these breast forms, I want to have real breasts."
"When were you going to tell me?"
"I don't know. Soon, I guess."
"Soon. You guess. Your not taking hormones now, are you?"
"No. I just started looking at the sites last week."
"Please. Please. Don't keep secrets from me, it hurts. I love you."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I just wanted it to be a surprise."
"I don't need surprises like that."
I finally dried her tears, and just held her for a long time.
She looked up at me, and said, "I'm sorry. No more surprises like that. I promise."
"I do love surprises, but only nice surprises." And, I looked at my ring. We smiled at each other.
We went back down stairs, she made dinner, while I sat there, and thought about this whole thing. After dinner, I gave her the information on hormones that I had printed out. She sat quietly, and read it all. I could tell that what she was reading was having an effect on her. She finished, looked at me, and said, "I had no idea, that it could cause so many problems."
"Some of those problems are rare and don't happen to everyone. But, why take the chance."
"Your right, as usual. My heart was leading instead of my mind."
We went out on the patio, it was raining, and we like to sit there, and watch it rain. We cuddled, and eventually she put her head on my lap, and I stroked her hair. She fell asleep. I whispered, "Had a hard day little girl."
Summer was quickly coming to an end, and it was time for me to get back to my studies, and for Halle to really teach full time. We were sitting at dinner, I was playing with my ring, and I looked over at her. She said, "You know that ring looks lonesome. Think we should set a date, so that it can have some company on that finger?"
I smiled at her, and said, "I think it's past time. Did you have a date in mind?"
"Sort of. Christmas falls on a Tuesday this year, what do you think of getting married on the Saturday before? And, I have an idea for something fun on the following Saturday. Then we can go away someplace the next week."
"Been thinking about this for a little while, have we?"
"Yes. Been thinking about this for quite awhile."
"I like your idea. What's the fun thing?"
"Later."
"A secret?"
"Yes. But, a fun secret."
"Are your sure?
"Yes, I promise that you'll love it."
"OK."
We talked in depth about the wedding. And, finally decided that a small wedding at Halle's Mom and Dad's place with just close friends and family would be perfect. She called her Mom and talked with her about it, and her Mom was very excited. I then talked to Patty, and asked her to be my brides maid. And, Halle wanted Paul to be her best man. We decided to work out the details via email. Halle had decided to do the groom thing, and actually wear a tux for the ceremony. I called my parents and told them I was going to get married at Christmas. And, as I expected they weren't even excited, in fact they were going to be in Europe at that time. But, my Mom told me that she was going to make arraignments for buying my dress. I guess I couldn't expect more.
A little later I got a letter from my Mom, telling me to go to Sara's Dress Shoppe here in the city, that they would be expecting me, and that I could have any dress and accessories that I wanted. So, one day after class I headed to the dress shop, probably the fanciest one in town, and walked in. I was greeted by a very pleasant middle aged lady who, since I looked like a college student, was a little stand offish. But, when I told her that I was Terrie LaFrance, she fell all over me. I guess my Mom had talked to her. She started showing me dresses, and I didn't even look at the price tags. I spent four hours looking and trying on various dresses. I finally settled on a Vera Wang Wedding Gown, along with everything else the total came to more than $6,000. It was a shame that Halle couldn't have been here, she would have been in heaven. But, you know the old superstition about the groom seeing the bride in her dress before the ceremony.
Christmas came around quickly, and we headed to Halle's parents. On the way I tried to get out of her what she was planning for the week after, but she wouldn't tell. Patty did something really cool, on Thursday she had a bachelorette party for me, and on Friday she had a bachelorette party for Halle. Patty could be so cool, I could really see why the two of them were so close.
Saturday arrived, and I was very nervous as a bride is supposed to be. The wedding was going to be in the family room, that we had decorated on Friday. We had about twenty five people, friends and family. My parents had been sent an invitation, but as my Mom had said, they were in Europe, but they did send a present. Patty fussed over me, making sure everything was perfect. She even had her hair dresser come to the house early to do my hair and makeup. What a great sister-in-law I was getting.
The hour arrived, and the music started. As I walked into the room, everyone stood, and I saw Halle standing with the minister and Paul. Halle still looked like a girl, even though she had on a tuxedo, and her hair was in a mans style. Patty started down the aisle, and since my Dad wasn't there, Halle's Dad escorted me. I reached the minister and Halle, Dave gave my hand to Halle, and sat down. The minister went through a short service that we had written. Halle placed a wedding band on my finger. Then the minister said, "I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride."
Halle took me in her arms, and kissed me very deeply, to a nice round of applause, and flash bulbs popping. The minister then had us face the guests, and said, "Ladies and gentlemen. May I present Mr. and Mrs. Graves." And, we walked together, back up the aisle, into the living room. We had a very nice reception, and received some nice gifts. Part of what my parents had sent was a week in Hawaii, including first class round trip air fare, any time we wanted to take it. After the reception, I changed, and we headed to the state capitol, which has a fantastic down town plaza, with a five star hotel. And, a honeymoon suite that can't be topped. Halle treated my just like the bride I was, and we consummated the marriage in many ways that night.
On the Wednesday after Christmas we headed home. On the way, I was telling Halle how much I felt a part of her family. How everyone was just so special. She just smiled. I then had a thought, "You know. Patty told me that your parents have never really had a vacation."
"True. What with the farm, and everything, they just never had time. And, even after Dad sold it, they just never really went away."
"Let's give them the Hawaii trip. It's the least we can do for them. They have been just so wonderful."
"Your kidding."
"No. I really want them to have it."
"Sounds great to me. Their anniversary is at the end of January. We can give it to them then."
"Fantastic!"
The weekend between Christmas and New Years was here, and on Saturday we headed to our usual haunt, the 1-BY-1 Club. Halle was a little nervous, I knew she had a surprise planned, but had no idea what it was. We arrived, and Patty met me at the door, and hustled me off to a side room. There I found all my wedding clothes. "What's going on?", I asked her.
"You'll see. Let's get you dressed."
Patty fussed over me just like she had done last Saturday. When I was dressed, she said, "Wait here, I'll be right back." And, she ran out the door. She was back in a few minutes, and said, "Lets go." I followed her out the door and towards the club. We walked in and the whole place was decorated for a wedding. One of the "girls" turned on a tape recorder, and the wedding march started, I felt someone take my arm, looked, and it was Halle's Dad. We started down the aisle, I saw Paul standing there, with one of the other "girls" dressed as a minister. But, I didn't see Halle. We reached the front, the music stopped, and Dave walked back to the rear of the club. The music started again, again the wedding march. I looked, and there was Halle in a gorgeous wedding gown. Her Dad escorted her to the front of the club. I looked at her and just grinned, this kind of surprise I just loved.
The faux minister went through a made up wedding ceremony. Paul handed me a wedding band, and as I went to slip it on her finger, I noticed that she was wearing an engagement ring. She whispered, "It was my grandmothers." I smiled, and slipped the band on her finger. The faux minister then said, "I now pronounce you wife and wife. You may kiss the brides." We lifted each others veils, and kissed. Again the applause, and flash bulbs. Then just like last Saturday, the minister had us face the guests, and said, "Ladies and gentlemen. May I present Mrs. and Mrs. Graves."
We also had a great reception here at the club, I couldn't believe everyone that was here. There were the regulars, and people that I would never figure to see in the club, Halle's parents, her sister, her husband, and a number of people from the college. We had a great party, it was fun seeing Halle in a wedding dress. She just floated around the club looking just like the blushing bride she was. We danced with everyone that was their. Halle and I were sitting at our table, enjoying some wedding cake and champagne, and she filled me in on how the surprise came about.
She told me, that shortly before we set the date, that she and Patty had hatched a plan for the second wedding. And, that on the Christmas that she had given me the ring, her Mom had offered her, her wedding dress, and grandmothers rings. This had set a plan working in the back of her mind, to have a traditional wedding, and then a fun one. After we had set the date, she had called and talked with her Mom and Patty, and set up the whole thing. When I was at my bachelorette party, her Mom had fitted the dress on her. It didn't take much in the way of alterations. And, the rings were a perfect fit. So, last night, when we went out to dinner, her Mom and sister had come to the townhouse, gotten my wedding gown, and brought it with them to the club tonight. Her Dad had been really excited about walking us both down the aisle, and it was fun watching him dance with some of the "girls".
That night we consummated this wedding, but as two girls.
Spring term started, and if everything went as planned, I would graduate. Halle had decided to start on her Masters, and had a little problem, as all her records were under Mike. But Dr. Martin, did some kind of administrative magic, and changed all the records to Halle. Halle's parents didn't want to take the Hawaiian trip, they said it was ours to take. But, we told them, that if it was ours, then we could do with it what we wanted to. And, we wanted to give it to them. They went, and had a blast.
I graduated Magna Cum Laude, and I owe most of that to Halle. She really knew how to help me, when I needed help. She even tossed in a big surprise, a good surprise. She bought me a new sports car as a graduation gift. This girl really knows how to treat people. We had a long talk, and decided that I should work on my Ph.D., after I work in the field for a year. I had been offered a research position at the college, and after our talk, decided to take it. It would let me do research, teach, and work on my doctorate.
One evening we were sitting on the patio enjoying the sun set, I looked at her, and said, "You know, I've been thinking about something."
"What's that."
"Do you remember back when you said, 'I just wanted to be more of a girl for you.'?"
"How can I forget. That wasn't a fun day."
"Tell me how you feel about it now."
"You mean the hormones? No way."
"No. You also said, 'I'm tired of these breast forms, I want to have real breasts.' How do you feel about that now?"
"I would love to have real breasts, the size I should be. It would make me happy, not having to use forms."
"I've been doing some research on the web. And, I think I've found something."
"You mean, you wouldn't mind?"
"No, I wouldn't mind at all. It would make you happy wouldn't it? And, it might be fun."
"Yes."
"We were going away this Summer on a honey moon, weren't we. Well, I found a plastic surgeon in Sweden that supposedly does wonderful work. And, I've made an initial contact with his office."
"Your kidding?"
"No. This is my present to you. Sort of like my sports car. Let's go to the computer, and I'll show you the web site."
We went to the computer, and I showed her the site. She sat there and read everything twice. She looked at me, and said, "This isn't cheap, not to mention the flight, and staying there. Are you really sure."
"Yes, love. Remember, that my Mom and Dad were paying for all my schooling, including my apartment?"
"Yes."
"Well, when I moved in with you, I wasn't paying for the apartment any longer. And, I was able to put away some money, even though we were sharing expenses. And, I have more than enough for the trip and surgery."
"Your wonderful!", and she kissed me.
"Yes, I know.", I said with a grin
"What do we need to do."
"Not much. Our flight leaves next Sunday afternoon, and we arrive on Monday morning. Your surgery is scheduled for next Thursday. And, we'll still have a week to see the sights after your discharged. All you have to do is fill out the information on the secure server, and it will be all set."
She stood back, looked at me a little stern, and said, "You were sure of yourself weren't you? Making all these arrangements, without consulting me. Remember how you don't like surprises?"
I was getting worried, and answered, "Yes."
"Well, this kind of surprise . . . is just the kind that I love!", she said almost knocking me over, as she wrapped her arms around me.
She finally sat back down at the computer, I sat next to her, and she started filling out the questionnaire. There was a place for patient number, and I had gotten her one when I made the arraignments, and gave it to her to enter. It also had the usual things, name, address, age, etc. They also asked about birth gender, the current gender being presented, what procedure was going to be preformed, etc. When she got to the, "what procedure was going to be preformed" question, she said, "Let's see. Sex change."
I looked at her, and said, "Divorce."
She grinned, and typed in, breast augmentation.
When she was all done, with no hesitation, she clicked on "Submit".
The next screen, said such things as, thank you for registering, etc. But most importantly, since I had made the arrangements earlier, it confirmed the date and time of her surgery, when we were to see the doctor, when we were to be at the hospital, and a few other things. She hit print, to get a hard copy of the confirmation. She kissed me, and said, "I love you."
We called her parents, told them the news about going to Sweden for two weeks, but left out the part about the surgery. We also went and visited for a couple of days. I think that Halle may have told Patty.
We did some shopping, clothes, suit cases, etc. Halle was just plain happy, she was actually singing to herself most of the time. Our flight left early on Monday morning, Patty and her husband had come up to take us to the airport, so we didn't have to leave the car. Another surprise for her was when they called for the boarding of first class passengers, and I said, "Well, that's us."
"That's us? A little expensive, isn't it?"
"Only the best, for my best girl."
Our flight lasted a little over eight hours, and we were treated like royalty. When we arrived in Stockholm it was early on Monday morning, and we headed for our hotel. This hotel was within a short walk of both the doctors office, and the hospital, and was the best one that I could find. Halle was beginning to wonder about the costs. I told her not to worry. Our room was very nice, it had a sitting room with a balcony, a separate bedroom, and it's own bath. We unpacked, and just relaxed for a little bit. Halle's appointment with the doctor wasn't until tomorrow afternoon. We had a bite of lunch at the hotel's restaurant, and then went for a walk to see some of the city.
It was late on Tuesday when we awoke, not use to the time difference yet, we ordered breakfast from room service, and ate on the balcony. Then we took a shower together, and got ready to visit the doctor. He, as well as his staff, were very professional. He explained the procedure that he uses, a very minimal traumatic one, and the recovery. Halle would only have to remain in the hospital two nights, the one before, as she was scheduled for very early in the morning, and the night after, just as a precaution. Then she should take it easy for a few days, and come back and see him the middle of the following week for a check up. The only thing that he wondered was, what size she wanted to be. She looked at me, and said, "I would like to be a D, but I think that a C would look better on me." Both the doctor and I agreed. He then examined her, and pronounced her fit enough to have the implants.
We left the doctors office and found a place for dinner. We then spent the night exploring Stockholm's night life. Again, on Wednesday, we slept in. Halle had to be at the hospital by four in the afternoon, and we were right on time. Luckily most of the staff spoke English. They checked her into a room, brought us both dinner, and I stayed until the end of visiting hours. The next morning I was up early and at the hospital. Her surgery was scheduled for seven, and I wanted to see her before that time. I got to her room just as they were giving her some medication, she started to get very sleepy. I gave her a kiss, and told her that I loved her. She mumbled something that sounded like, "I love you, too."
I went to the surgery waiting area, and sat, and paced, and sat, and paced. Awhile later the doctor came in, and told me that everything had gone really well, and that I could see her once she was back in her room. I thanked him, and sat back down and finally relaxed a little. About an hour later, a nurse came in and told me that Halle was back in her room, and I could go see her. I walked in, and she was asleep. I sat next to her, and held her hand. It wasn't long before she started to fully wake up, she was in good spirts, and asked if everything went ok? I told what the doctor had said, and that it wasn't even Noon yet. She dosed off and on for the next couple of hours. I sat with her for the rest of the day, until they threw me out, and then headed back to the hotel.
On Friday morning, I got to the hospital right at breakfast, and Halle was sitting up, looking very good. They brought breakfast for both of us, and she ate better than I did. The doctor came in around ten, and examined Halle's new breasts. I saw them for the first time, they looked nice. The doctor was happy with what he saw, and said that Halle could be discharged. But, he wanted to see her in his office next Tuesday. Her discharge instructions, said that she had to wear a bra all the time, sleep on her back, and to be careful with them, until she saw the doctor. I got us a cab, even though it was only two blocks, and we headed back to the hotel.
When we got back, I ordered some lunch, and we sat on the balcony and ate. Afterwards, Halle just sat and looked at me for a long time, and finally said, "I love you so much. Thank you."
I took her hand, and looked at her, and said, “Like I've said, only the best for my little girl."
We spent a long time sitting there, and taking in the sights of the city. She wanted to go out to a restaurant for dinner, I wasn't sure if we should, but she talked me into it. We checked with the hotel desk for a nice restaurant not to far from the hotel, they recommended a couple. I helped her get dressed, she was a little sore, and we grabbed a cab to the restaurant. After dinner, she wanted to go sit somewhere, and just people watch. We found a nice park, that had a great view, and sat for an hour or so before heading back to the hotel.
The next few days were spent letting Halle rest and regain her strength, and also slowly seeing parts of the city. We spent a lot of time on the balcony. On Tuesday we went too see the doctor, he examined her carefully, removed the few stitches that he had used, and said that she is doing very well. He does want to see her again on Friday, before we headed back home. As the week went on Halle got stronger, and we did more. The night life of this city is something else. Friday came, and we visited the doctor. He was really happy with her progress, released her, and wished us a safe journey home. Saturday night was our last night in Stockholm, so we partied hard.
Our flight left around ten on Sunday morning, and we were back home around one. We slept most of the flight, trying to make up for Saturday night. Patty and Paul met us at the airport, and I could tell that Patty knew what one of the reasons we went to Stockholm was, as she was looking closely at Halle's breasts, and they were whispering like two school girls. I guess sisters are close.
I didn't push Halle for anything after her surgery. I figured that when she was ready for sex, she would let me know. A few days after arriving home I was sitting and reading, when I heard Halle come down stairs. She walked in front of me, and coughed. I looked up, and she was standing there in a silk robe. Somewhat unusual for her, as she usually doesn't undress before bed. She loosened the robe, and let it drop to the floor. Standing there completely naked, she said, "Want to play?" This was my first really good look at the new Halle, and I liked what I saw. Her new breasts were perfect, they were a very big improvement over her forms. She reached out her hand, took mine, and lead me upstairs. Once in the bedroom, she turned around, took my hands, and placed them on her breasts. I couldn't resist, I started squeezing them and playing with the nipples. I could tell by the look on her face, that she was enjoying it. "Better than silicone?", she whispered.
"Much better."
She started to moan with pleasure. I took one of her nipples in my mouth, bit it a little, sucked it a little, played with it using my tongue. She started to undress me, but she was moving too slow. So, I helped her and it didn't take long. We were standing there face to face, naked. We hugged tightly, and feeling her breasts against my body was heaven. Her hands went to my breasts, and my mouth on one of hers. I felt her cock starting to get hard against my belly. I stood up, and we kissed. We kissed very deeply. I led her to the bed, laid her down, and sat next to her. I bent down kissed her, and started kissing her all over working down to those new breasts. Her nipples had become hard and erect. I spent a long time going back and forth between them. Her one hand was on my right breast, playing with the nipple. I started to gently massage her breasts, she took a deep breath, and whispered, "That feels so good."
I spent a good long time on her breasts, before I worked my way down. Her cock was hard, just from playing with her tits. I took it in my mouth, it tasted so good. I used my tongue all over it, but especially on the tip. I moved around, so that she could have access to my pussy. It wasn't long before we were in a good old fashioned 69. She had a way with her tongue, that just drove me wild, and I came. She said, "Mmmmm.", as I flooded her mouth. I kept working on her cock, I could tell she was close to coming, so I stopped. She complained, by biting my clit. I rolled off of her, pulled her over to me, she deep kissed me, and I got a good taste of my own juices. She went to work on my nipples, she knows just how to make them feels so good. A few minutes later, I whispered, "Do me." She looked at me, smiled, and mounted me. She moved slow, but hard. I just loved looking at her pretty face, and feeling her deep inside me. And, now there was a pair of real 38C breasts swinging with each thrust, I reached up, and started playing with the nipples. She moaned with pleasure. It wasn't long after, that she tensed up, and came deep inside me. She looked at me, and said, "I love you so much."
"And, I love you."
We kissed. And, fell asleep in each other arms.
Over the next couple of years, I finished my doctorate, and Halle received her masters. She went on to be the computer science department's assistant head at the college, and started on her doctorate. I started a small private practice, basically with the transgendered, and still taught at the college. There were two additions to the family, Patricia Terrie, three years old, who we call P.T., and Michael, who we call Mike, one and a half years old. Halle's Mom and Dad are great as grandparents. Patty and Paul make fantastic godparents. My parents have been stand off grandparents, the usual birthday card and present, a nice Christmas present, they have only seen the children once, and that was for only an hour. This was also the first time that they met Halle, and were very stand offish towards her. Oh well, I guess one can't choose one's parents. But, one can choose their life partner, I did, and I feel that I did it well.
That's the story of my Halle. Hope you enjoyed it.
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