(aka Bike) Part 1752 by Angharad Copyright © 2012 Angharad
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I stayed up after Dr Smith came and went, he told me that transsexualism seemed to be increasing exponentially and he joked asking me if I’d infected half his practice. Perhaps I had, I told him that I was willing to help any children who turned up but I thought I’d helped enough adults to last me a lifetime. He nodded but still chuckled.
“Cathy, if half the people I treat had half your motivation, I could play much more golf without feeling I’ve neglected anyone.”
“I’ve never had a yen to play that,” I admitted.
“Well I know about your cycling, what other sport would you have liked to try?” he asked as he was going.
“Sub aqua, but I’m not much of a swimmer.”
“You could improve that by practice.”
“Yeah, if I could combine it with sleeping, that would be great.”
“How’s the PhD?”
“Alive and well, or it would be if I had more time.”
“Get someone in to do your cleaning and cooking, it’s not as if you can’t afford it, is it?”
“I haven’t got time to advertise, let alone interview someone.”
“I’m sure this is half your problem, woman, you do too much.”
“Yeah, I know.”
“But if you got someone in to cook and shop for you that would release a couple of hours a day.”
“Yeah okay, if you find anyone suitable send ’em along.”
He crossed the threshold and paused. “I know you said you didn’t want any adult transsexuals, but I have a patient who’s a qualified chef, who’s looking for work.”
“Oh, what’s her name?”
“His name, David.”
“Oh, not sure if I want a man in my home. I thought you said they were...”
“He is, he’s gone the opposite way to you.”
“I see, I suppose about three foot six and hips like a sumo wrestler?”
“No, I know that’s the stereotype, but he’s tall, taller than you and he does have a beard, same as most new women have long hair whether it suits them or not.”
I played with mine, which was well below my shoulders, and blushed.
“I didn’t mean it about you–you look so female anyway, no one would ever guess.”
“Ask this David to give me a call will you?”
“Yes, of course I will–cripes, look at the time, I’ve got two more visits to do yet.” He practically ran to his car, a little Citrá¶en C1. I was quite surprised he managed to fit in it as he’s quite tall.
I went back in after seeing the doctor off–he’s such a lovely man. “We might be having someone to do the cooking,” I announced to Stella and Jacquie.
“About time, too; I’ve been telling you for yonks to get someone. When will she come to see you?”
“He–and I don’t know.”
“A man, you’re employing a man?” she gasped.
“Yes, the doctor said he knew of someone who was in need of work.”
“I’d feel happier with a woman, rather than a man about the place–will the children be safe? I mean he’s not a sex-offender or something, is he?”
“Stella, calm down. He might not want the job and we might not want him.”
“I’m telling you now, I don’t.”
“Don’t prejudge things. When he finds it’s a part time job, he might not be interested.”
“I really don’t know about having a man in the house. I won’t be able to sleep at night.”
“Stop being hysterical, Stella. He won’t be here at night, he’ll be here I would imagine from mid morning until early evening. He can make dishes we only have to warm up or leave cooking gently until either you or I or Jacquie can dish up. He can also do the food shopping. It will save me a couple of hours a day, which at least means I can get on with the survey and my PhD.”
“Doctor Cameron, sounds good,” said Jacquie smiling at me.”
I smiled back, “Yeah, I suppose it does.”
“Yes well, Dr Kildare, what about this rapist you’re going to employ, who’s probably a sex offender and will kill us all in our beds.”
I felt like saying, ‘As long as he starts with you and does it quietly, I will still employ him,’ but it was as unkind as Stella was being over the top.
The conversation moved on and I made some soup which we ate with some bread Jacquie had made in the machine earlier. I suggested if we did employ this man, he could show her some easy recipes and how to cook and prepare food. She seemed quite in favour of the idea.
I was collecting up the dishes when the phone rang. Stella got to it first, “It’s for you, David somebody or other.”
I wiped my hands and took the phone. “Hello, Cathy Cameron speaking.”
“Um, Mrs Cameron,” said a definite male voice, “It’s David Voyce, Dr Smith gave me your number.”
“Ah, the gentleman about the cooking?”
“Yeah, that’s me. When would be convenient to come and see you?”
“How urgently d’you want the work?”
“I’m desperate, so the sooner the better.”
“Come round now, if you’re available.”
“I am, where have I got to come?”
I gave him directions and he offered to attend in twenty minutes.”
I decided the kitchen would be the place to hold the interview and invited Stella to take part and Tom as he had just arrived. He declined saying anyone I approved of would be fine by him. I asked him if he’d collect the girls and he nodded and went off to write a bit more of his biography. I asked Jacquie if she wanted to sit in and she wasn’t sure. So I asked her to sit in and simply observe. She liked that.
As I heard a car turn into the drive I boiled the kettle and made some tea as Jacquie let him in. I shook his hand as he entered and I couldn’t believe he’d ever been anything but a man. He was about five foot nine, broad shouldered and very good looking. He had a goatee beard with moustache and his hair was dark and curly. His dark eyes sparkled like two pools of water.
He accepted the cup of tea I made and then shook hands with Stella–she was impressed–she didn’t ask him once if he was sex offender or mad axe murderer, only when could he start.
I asked him to tell us about himself, which he did, without mentioning his transsexualism–fair enough, I didn’t say anything about mine or Julie’s or Trish or Sammi. It wasn’t relevant as long as he could cook and organise my kitchen.
Stella asked him about his work experience. He was thirty two and had worked in commercial and private employment. I asked about what sort of meals he’d make for us–I explained the household.
“That would depend upon how many hours I have to work.” He then suggested menus that had my stomach rumbling and my saliva glands working overtime.
After an hour, I looked at Stella who nodded. I told him the pay I was prepared to offer and that I’d make a small contribution to travel costs if he worked late. I also told him we might need extra hours at short notice and he replied he wasn’t too worried about that–he needed the money. I also suggested we tried employing him for a month on a trial basis and then looked to a more indefinite contract after that subject to a mutual agreement. He agreed.
I liked him, and then asked him if he could start tomorrow. He swallowed hard and agreed. He’d come tomorrow mid morning and would improvise with what we had in the fridge.
Jacquie saw him off and as she did so Maureen arrived. “We have planning permission to convert the one outhouse to living accommodation.”
“Oh good, when can you start?”
“Well, Ma’am, I thought we could get it underway while you’re away. It’ll take about a month.”
“Is that all?”
“Oh yes, the basic structure is sound it’s simply about installing a bathroom and kitchen, most of the other work I did on the quiet. Then all we have to do is decorate.”
Comments
Oh!! The possibilites! An
Oh!! The possibilites! An unmarried man about the place -- and the renovations about to get in gear, and so a place to live. Hello, David.
CaroL
And so the household grows.
I wonder what Stella will make of Dave if and after she discovers his transgendered past. At least she's had plenty of experience with transexuals so she shouldn't be out of her depth just because Dave's an F-to-M,
(Not sure I like those acronyms, m-to-f or f-to-m. In my lexicon the letters are the wrong way around because they are derived from conventional, heterosexist perspectives.)
Looks like things are going to get interesting.
Still lovin' it.
OXOXOX
Bev.
FtM's
I had an FtM therapist for a while. No, you could not tell. Pity no probing tool though. Who knows, maybe he'll be less over the top, and emotional than trannys. I am so bad sometimes, and have no husband to spank me ...
G
Stella seemed impressed
Do I see a plot twist happening here or will he die off like all the others if Stella gets romantically involved with him? I don't know if I could survive Stella losing someone again, she has had enough hardship.
Hmm.... Cathy takes in another stray
Better tell Stella now. She'll be pissed if Cathy holds it back. I know - none of her business but still, it's a family and they are sisters.
I can imagine...
...that once the stable block's been finished, David might feel like moving in. Stella might possibly follow in due course...
At least if she got romantically involved with David, that would solve one problem: she wouldn't be able to get pregnant by him, which in turn would mean she wouldn't get pre-natal depression and all that entails, and the universe might decide to keep him around rather than kill him off within a year...
There's another intruiging possibility: when Henry and Monica sample his cooking, they might be interested in trying to poach him for a certain hotel down in Southsea...
As the right side of the brain controls the left side of the body, then only left-handers are in their right mind!
But who .... what ....
I was right? omg.
So Cathy is finally getting some real help for a change.
She has become really the Lady of the Manor aint she? It is stunning however that she needs like a staff of almost 3 to keep her family going. I still think Tom does not do enough.
BTW it is still not fair though that becoming masculine is definitely easier than becoming more feminine :P
Kim
Easy As Falling Off A Bike pt 1752
If David stays, will the girls fight over him?
May Your Light Forever Shine
I'm glad...
I'm glad to see that Cathy kept his "secret" and didn't use his past in order to reassure the others that he wasn't a rapist/sex fiend (at least, we can assume he's not one based on who recommended him).
Also nice to see F2M represented in the story. :-)
Thanks,
Annette
So Far
I have to agree with the comments already made. I have a feeling that Stella has already 'read' the man, and knows he is either a F2M cross dresser, or is transsexual, and is somewhere on the track to completeness. In either case, she knows she is not at risk, and with so many other TS marriages in the family already, one more would not make any difference.
I hope his trial is successful, and will be hired on permanently.
++VOTE++ ++VOTE++
Don't let someone else talk you out of your dreams. How can we have dreams come true, if we have no dreams?
Katrina Gayle "Stormy" Storm
Whenever a new
character arrives in a long running story, You have to ask yourself the question of " why are they there ?"... Maybe it could be for all the right reasons and Cathy has found herself a gem to help with the care of the rest of her family... On the other hand though who knows what is in his background.... Maybe just maybe he has a Russian grandparent and we all know that some russians do have a little problem with Cathy.. Either way one thing is for certain David's life whether it for the good guys or the bad will never be anything less than very interesting....
Kirri
That would be humorous
Stella meets a man who can treat her right. It would be oddly symmetric.
Convert an outhouse?
Talk about tiny house living! Even if it was a two-seater, that would be small.