“Oh, honest to God, Mom! No!”
“Whose black suitcase is that on your bedroom floor with the boys’ briefs peeking out of it?”
Lynzie’s face went white.
“I thought so. You two are busted.”
Part 2
Lynzie awoke to the sun streaming through Melanie’s window and dancing in Melanie’s hair just for Lynzie. She smiled warmly and enjoyed the show. She lay comfortably in bed, within kissing distance of Melanie. Lynzie felt more than happy just to be lying there with Melanie — she felt special. Lynzie felt her love for Melanie envelope her as though the comforter were made of it. For a few moments, Lynzie gazed at Melanie and enjoyed a peace unlike anything she had ever experienced. Melanie slowly opened her eyes and smiled at Lynzie.
“Good morning, sweetie.”
Melanie smiled at Lynzie, their heads still resting on their pillows. Lynzie smiled right back.
“Good morning, sunshine.”
Lynzie’s eyes flickered toward Melanie’s hair for a moment and Melanie rolled her eyes upward toward her hair to see what Lynzie was looking at. She caught a glimpse of the sunlight that made her hair glow and felt her smile grow as she looked back at Lynzie. She put one arm around Lynzie and Lynzie reciprocated. They kissed lovingly for a few delectable moments.
“Sleep well?”
Melanie nodded.
“Did you?”
“Yeah, I did. I slept better than I’ve ever slept before.”
“Me too.”
They kissed again, so at peace in their little slice of heaven that neither one wanted it to end.
Alas, they were brought back to reality by the sound of Melanie’s cell phone ringing. Melanie lifted her head off the pillow and looked toward her cell phone. It had the capability of ringing differently depending on who was calling and Melanie knew exactly who dared interrupt her utopian morning.
“Ugh, not now. Cell phones are from hell.”
Lynzie softly giggled.
“It’s my mother calling. Leave it Mom to interrupt a perfect morning. Damn her!”
They chuckled.
“Oh well. It won’t take long.”
Melanie had to smile at Lynzie’s patience. She crawled out of bed, grabbed her cell phone and folded it open.
“Hi Mom!”
Melanie held the phone far enough away from her face to stick her tongue out at it. Melanie grinned impishly at Lynzie — as she missed the first few words her mother spoke. Lynzie giggled girlishly from the bed, admiring the love of her life from the warm embrace of the comforter and watching her talk on her cell phone.
“I’m sorry, Mom. The connection crackled a bit there. Could you say that again, please?”
The sunshine in Melanie’s smile faded. Lynzie hated to see that!
“Yeah. Sure.”
Melanie glanced at Lynzie for a moment.
“No, just Lynzie.”
Melanie smiled at Lynzie, who happily smiled back.
“Oh, that’s right! You haven’t met. She’s a new friend of mine from school.”
Another pause.
“Well, you’ll meet her soon. Okay. I love you, too.”
Melanie mouthed the word ‘bitch’ and again smiled wickedly at Lynzie.
“Bye, Mom!”
Melanie folded her phone shut, put it on her desk, and got back into bed with her love, where they offered each other a tender kiss wrapped in a warm embrace.
“So, yeah. That was Mom.”
“So I gathered.”
“She’ll be here in fifteen minutes.”
“Are you serious? Awww!”
Melanie rolled her eyes and sighed.
“She wants to meet you when she gets here. She also wants to talk with me about something.”
“Any idea what?”
“No, not really. She asked if everyone was still here and I admitted it was just us two girls.”
“That’s a little weird.”
Lynzie’s intuition was trying to tell her something — but didn’t know what just yet.
“Yup. Well, we should get up, damn her!”
Lynzie giggled at Melanie.
“Wouldn’t you know it? Just when I was getting closer to heaven than I ever dreamed possible.”
Melanie smiled at Lynzie.
“Awww! I know just what you mean.”
They kissed each other deeply and Lynzie’s smile faltered as the message from her intuition became clear.
“I guess there wasn’t a message from Sydney or Trish, huh — not that Trish is likely to be the one calling or anything.”
“Yeah, she’s a lot more likely to be calling for mercy right about now.”
They giggled together, but Melanie understood Lynzie’s point loud and clear. Their concern was building rapidly.
“Do you think they called your phone?”
“Maybe. Let me check.”
Lynzie reluctantly got out of bed to check her phone for messages — only to find that there were none. She put down her phone and got back in bed with Melanie.
“Nope. No messages. How about your landline?”
“Hmmm. Let’s go check.”
They got out of bed, hugged each other and kissed passionately, filled with the feeling that they would never tire of that.
“Come on.”
Melanie smiled at Lynzie, took her by the hand and led her downstairs to the kitchen, where the answering machine was located. There were no messages on the machine.
“Oh shit. Nothing. God, Mel, I hope they’re okay.”
“So do I.”
They hugged each other for comfort.
“Well, you know, when Syd stopped by to grab her stuff last night, she figured out that we were in the middle of something and maybe she decided not to bother us.”
“Then it didn’t work. I’m bothered that we haven’t heard anything!”
“So am I. Nah, she would have called to let us know they made it. We’ve always done that with each other.”
Melanie sighed pensively, nodding in agreement.
“Well, let’s make some coffee and try to call them.”
“Good idea.”
Melanie got out the drip coffee maker, put a paper cone in the plastic funnel, filled it with coffee grounds and poured in hot water. A few minutes later, they had fresh coffee. They picked up their mugs and started to head back upstairs when they heard keys turning in the front door as they passed it.
“Oh, that’s Mom. Syd and Trish don’t have keys, of course.”
“Oh. Yeah.”
Melanie’s mother eased the door open and stepped inside, holding a bag of groceries. She smiled as she closed the door behind her.
“Well, good morning, you two! Hi there. I’m the Mom. You must be Lynzie.”
Lynzie’s mother seemed pleasant enough, but something was definitely on her mind. Lynzie smiled girlishly.
“Yes, that’s me. It’s nice to meet you.”
“It’s nice to meet you, too. Welcome to our home.”
“Thank you.”
Lynzie smiled again.
“Can I entice you two to join me for coffee in the kitchen for a few minutes?”
“Sure, Mom.”
“Yeah, that sounds nice.”
They headed for the kitchen and Lynzie sat at the breakfast table with Melanie while her mother put away the groceries. When she was done, she walked over to the answering machine.
“Melanie, sweetheart, I wanted to ask you about this…”
She poked a button on the machine with her finger and it began playing a message.
Beeeeeeeeep. Hey, you two! It’s me, Syd.
Lynzie and Melanie sighed with relief.
It’s like four fifteen and we’re back and we’re just fine — well, okay, I’m fine. As for Trish, let’s just say that you were right about getting her back before she puked. She barely made it. Yup, she’s worshipping the “porcelain gods” right about now, begging ‘em for mercy.
Melanie and Lynzie giggled. They heard Sydney yawn in the message.
God, I can’t believe I’m still awake. I’ve got to go to bed. I guess you two are probably already in bed after you hooked up last night — and judging from the way you shut the door in my face, it must have been one hot night, too!
Lynzie had just taken a sip of coffee and harshly swallowed it all at once. Melanie was in mid-sip and she coughed as she swallowed.
I bet you were real glad to have the house to yourselves, eh, lovers? All right. Good night, er I mean, good morning. Bye!
For several moments, nobody spoke. Melanie realized that her mother must have been home earlier and listened to the message before she and Lynzie were even awake.
“When exactly did you get home, Mom?”
“Two hours ago. Then I went out to get a few groceries.”
“Oh.”
Melanie’s mother smiled at Melanie and Lynzie as they glanced at each other.
“So. I suppose you two aren’t surprised that I have a few questions for you.”
Lynzie took Melanie’s hand under the table. Melanie laughed nervously.
“No, I guess not.”
“I thought not. All right. First, exactly how many of you were drinking last night?”
“All of us.”
“All right. Where were you drinking?”
“Ruby’s apartment.”
“Sydney and Trish obviously drove back to campus last night. Why didn’t they stay here?”
“Mom, we tried to--”
“That’s my fault,” Lynzie calmly admitted. “I drank more than I should have and told Sydney that — well, I thought I had feelings for her. I was playing some of my original songs last night on Ruby’s keyboard and they were romantic songs. I kept looking at Sydney and she figured out that I had feelings for her — only, I didn’t have feelings for her after all. I loved the idea of being with someone and not Sydney herself. It was someone else I was supposed to be with, as I found out after we got back here.”
She looked at Melanie and smiled. Melanie couldn’t help smiling.
“Anyway, that made Sydney uncomfortable around me and so she told us that she and Trish were driving back instead of coming back here. A little while later, they stopped by to pick up their stuff that they had left here.”
“So, Mel, why did you shut the door in Sydney’s face? That wasn’t very nice!”
Melanie couldn’t help giggling and she got Lynzie started, too. The memory was just too funny.
“I know, Mom. Lynzie and I hooked up last night, like she said. We wanted to have the house to ourselves.”
Melanie smiled at Lynzie, who was powerless to resist reciprocating. Lynzie decided to defend Melanie.
“Yes, but as soon as Melanie closed the door we decided it would be better for them to stay and Melanie turned right around to open the front door and get Sydney and Trish, but they left before Melanie could even open the door.”
“All right.”
Melanie’s mother paused for a moment.
“So tell me about your hot night.”
She grinned broadly, and got Melanie and Lynzie giggling again. Melanie shrugged innocently.
“Oh, there’s not much to tell. We hung out at Ruby’s for a while, came home, watched a movie, had some ice cream, Lynzie played me a few songs on the piano, Sydney and Trish came for their stuff, we got it for them and kicked them out, tried to get them back but heard them drive away, and went upstairs to bed.”
Melanie’s mother was not about to fall for that.
“Uh huh. Whose bed?”
Melanie hesitated for a moment, looking down at her mug of coffee. Lynzie felt Melanie’s hand gripping hers.
“We both slept in my bed.”
“And we both had the best night of sleep in our lives.”
“No hanky panky?”
Melanie rolled her eyes.
“Oh, honest to God, Mom! No!”
“Do you expect me to believe that you were in bed together and didn’t touch each other?”
“Well, sure we kissed and cuddled but that was it. We’re both new to this and didn’t want to rush it. Are there any other sordid details that you want to hear about?”
“No, that’s quite enough — but I do have one other question.”
Melanie and Lynzie couldn’t help feeling nervous.
“Whose black suitcase is that on your bedroom floor with the boys’ briefs peeking out of it?”
Lynzie’s face went white.
“I thought so. You two are busted.”
Lynzie began defending Melanie.
“It’s not what you think. At all--”
“Lynzie you don’t have to--”
“I’m transgendered. I am a girl!”
Melanie’s mother’s eyebrows jumped up as she looked at Lynzie with surprise all over her face, unsure whether she should believe Lynzie.
“Really?”
“Yes, really.”
Lynzie rested her arms on the table so that Melanie’s mother could see how hairless they were — not to mention the nail polish that Lynzie was still wearing. Melanie’s mother thought for a moment. Melanie figured out a way to make Lynzie’s case more convincing.
“Lynzie and I were going to go have her ears pierced today.”
Melanie looked at Lynzie.
“I was going to treat you before we headed on back.”
“Aww! Thank you, Melanie! I would love that!”
Lynzie threw her arms around Melanie and Melanie responded in kind.
“I knew you would.”
Melanie playfully squeezed Lynzie. Lynzie thought for a moment as she smiled lovingly at Melanie.
“Melanie, if it’s okay, um… I’d rather do this dressed as a girl.”
“Of course you would. That was already a foregone conclusion.”
Melanie’s mother leaned back in her seat as she and Melanie looked at Lynzie. Lynzie’s face was completely serious when she made that little request.
“You really are transgendered, aren’t you?”
Lynzie nodded emphatically.
“Yes, I am. Melanie has been helping me to be my true self this weekend. It’s the first time I’ve been my true self in five years and by helping me do this, Melanie has given me something priceless that I’ll never be able to repay.”
Lynzie looked at Melanie lovingly and kissed her lips right in front of her mother.
“I really would rather remain a girl as long as I possibly can before I have to go back and be a guy again.”
Lynzie looked down at the table, facing the thought for the first time that weekend, and realizing how much she hated the idea. A tear leaked from Lynzie’s eye. Melanie gently wiped it away and drew Lynzie into her arms. Lynzie gratefully embraced her.
“Lynz, let’s have dinner off campus a couple of nights a week — or we could have take out in my room. I’ll dress you up and you can be yourself.”
Lynzie squeezed Melanie very snugly and kissed her.
“I would love that, too.”
“Well, I have to admit, you two, when I heard Sydney’s message, I expected sex, drugs and rock ‘n roll--”
“Oh, Jesus Christ, Mom!”
“–but all I’m seeing is a little booze and a whole lot of love.”
Lynzie and Melanie smiled at her.
“Normally, I would give you my speech about the rules in this house, but… since Lynzie is not a boy… I guess, technically, you’ve not violated them. I’ll have to get back to you on that one.”
Melanie nodded.
“Fair enough.”
“All right. Well, you two should start getting dressed so that Lynzie can get her ears pierced.”
Melanie’s mother rose and paused for a moment.
“Mel, hon, don’t you have a long weekend this weekend?”
Melanie’s eyes got wide as she looked at Lynzie and watched her eyebrows stretched up as far as they would go. Lynzie’s face had desire all over it. A smile commandeered her face.
“Oh, my God, Mel! We do have a long weekend!”
“Yes!”
“Then you two are in luck. I have the morning off from the conference, but I have to be back by one o’clock. I was just stopping by to say hello to Melanie — and to meet you, too, Lynzie.”
Melanie and Lynzie looked at each other absolutely thrilled that they would be spending another twenty-four hours alone.
“Now, I’m not going to forbid you two from sharing a bed under this roof, since you are a girl, Lynzie, but I still expect you to be responsible and uh… safe if… you know, if you should decide to take things further as far as physical intimacy is concerned.”
Melanie rolled her eyes again.
“Pffff! Mothers!”
Lynzie giggled at Melanie.
“Ms. McPherson, you have my word — as a lady -- that I will be safe and responsible with Melanie.”
Melanie giggled at Lynzie and hugged her. Melanie’s mother smiled warmly at the both of them.
“All right. I think we can declare our talk concluded. Why don’t you two get some breakfast and head off to put some pretty earrings in Lynzie’s ears?”
“Sounds like a plan!”
Melanie lovingly squeezed Lynzie’s shoulder as they shared a smile. They made scrambled eggs, wolfed them down, cleaned up the kitchen after themselves and headed back to Melanie’s room to change.
Melanie closed her door behind her and picked up her cell phone, smiling at Lynzie.
“I think we should have a word with Sydney, don’t you?”
“Yes, I do!”
Melanie had a particular word in mind as she dialed the number and put her phone on speaker so that Lynzie could listen in.
“Hello?”
“Idiot!”
“Oh, hi, Melanie. I love you, too, sweetheart!”
Sydney giggled.
“My mother heard your message! What were you thinking?”
Sydney gasped as if she’d just found a corpse in her bed.
“Oh shit! I am so sorry! Are you, like, totally screwed?”
“Actually, no, believe it or not. I am amazed how my mother reacted. She knows that Lynzie’s transgendered because Lynzie told her in a valiant — and successful — effort to keep me out of trouble.”
Melanie affectionately touched Lynzie’s chin.
“Wow. How’d she take that?”
“A lot better than I thought she would! She’s cool with it — oh, and by the way, I found a definite loophole in my mother’s no-sharing-a-bed-under-this-roof rule. It only pertains to boys and, of course, Lynzie’s a girl. Sucks for Mom!”
Melanie grinned wickedly at Lynzie as the three of them giggled.
“Excellent! Damn, Melanie, you’re making out like a bandit — pun most definitely intended!”
They laughed again.
“You might say that, yes — and the best part is that we have a long weekend this weekend!”
“Um, duh! Where have you been?”
“In love with my head in the clouds, of course!”
“Same here!”
“Hey, Lynz. Am I on speaker?”
“Duh!”
Another round of laughter filled Melanie’s room.
“How’s Trish? Did she have a good stint in the ‘porcelain temple’? It sounds like her sins came back up to haunt her?”
Melanie and Lynzie laughed crazily — and Sydney joined them.
“Oh, yeah! She definitely gave at the ‘porcelain temple’!”
More laughter.
“All right. We need to get dressed so that we can get Lynzie’s ears pierced.”
“No shit! How did that come about?”
“It was my own valiant — and successful — effort to convince my mother that Lynzie is transgendered. For a moment or two, she thought we were pretending about that just to get out of trouble.”
“Well, damn, I guess your weekend’s complete then!”
“Yeah. It couldn’t get much better, eh Mel?”
Lynzie smiled at Melanie.
“It would be damned hard.”
Melanie smiled back.
“Awww, how sweet. You two really are in love, aren’t you?”
Melanie and Lynzie were still looking at each other.
“Definitely.”
“Oh hell yes!”
They kissed noisily enough for Sydney to hear it.
“Okaaaaaaaay, well, you two go right ahead and enjoy that and I’ll just--”
Click. She hung up.
Melanie and Lynzie laughed, but held the kiss anyway.
“Okay, sweetie. Let’s get you dressed.”
“Yes!”
Lynzie stood before Melanie’s mirror, picturing what her earrings would look like.
“Hey Melanie, I’m not going to bleed on your clothes, am I?”
“Nah. They make sure you don’t.”
Lynzie looked back at the mirror, happily enjoying her daydreaming.
A couple of hours later, she gazed into the same mirror with a great big smile on her face, admiring the shiny new silver hoops in her ears. Her eyes went back and forth between her earrings and her outfit. She wore a knee-length denim skirt, opaque burgundy tights, burgundy turtleneck, burgundy and dark teal sweater, and black leather Mary Janes. The front half of her hair was pulled back and held in place with a shiny silver clip high up on the back of her head. She looked beautiful.
“I love everything, Melanie! I love my new earrings, I love this outfit, I love my hair, I love it all! I owe all of this to you!”
Melanie came up behind Lynzie, hugged her, and smiled at Lynzie’s reflection.
“I’m so glad you’re feeling so good.”
Lynzie gently leaned her head against Melanie’s. Then she turned around and kissed Melanie.
“Thank you so much!”
Lynzie embraced Melanie warmly.
“You’re welcome. Well, I don’t know about you, but I would love to go for a walk. It’s a beautiful day!”
“It is a beautiful day. Let’s walk!”
Melanie grabbed her purse again and they headed outside. Melanie locked the door behind her and led the way. Holding hands, they walked past beautiful houses and headed for a small park not far from Melanie’s house.
“Hey, Lynz, do you remember that confusion of mine I was telling you about?”
“Yes, of course I do. Is it bothering you?”
Lynz looked at Melanie with concern, gently squeezing her hand. Melanie smiled at her.
“No, it’s just the opposite. I figured it out!”
Lynzie smiled brightly at Melanie.
“That’s wonderful! What did you figure out — if you don’t mind my asking.”
“Mind? You’re my girlfriend. I’d be very worried if you didn’t ask!”
“Good point!”
Melanie and Lynzie shared another smile. Lynzie had finally found a girlfriend! Lynzie and Melanie were in heaven with each other.
“I’m a lesbian, Lynz, and since you’re a girl, it works out just great!”
“I’m so glad to hear that!”
Lynzie let go of Melanie’s hand and wrapped one arm around her. Melanie put hers around Lynzie as well.
“Me too! It looks like we’ve managed to straighten each other out this weekend, huh?”
“Yeah, it’s been great!”
Melanie led Lynzie into a park that had many natural perennial flowers in bloom surrounding a rectangular lawn. There were four picnic tables on the lawn and Melanie led Lynzie to one of them. The park afforded beautiful views of the surrounding hills.
“Well, here we are!”
“This place is beautiful!”
“Yeah, it is. This is where I come when I need some alone time or when I need to clear my head and do some thinking.”
“Well, it sure is a great spot for that!”
“Yeah.”
Melanie and Lynzie sat at the picnic table for a while, holding each others’ hands across the table and smiling.
End of Part 2
Comments
I Like It - Good Story So Far
Very sweet. Melanie's mom must have already known that her daughter's interests weren't mainstream.
Lovely story so far, I
Lovely story so far, I really hope you continue it so we can see how Melanie and Lynzie go from here, I hope Lynzie gets to transition properly soon rather than dealing with the stress of seperate identities.
Been there done that and it was never fun
Thanks for sharing
Claire :)
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