“I think I would like a bath.”
“I'll go ahead and get it ready. You get out of your dirty clothes, I put a robe on your bed. Come to the bathroom when you get finished.”
“OK” I headed to my room. Along with the robe, Aunt Carman had put a clothes basket too. Must be for my dirty clothes. I thought. I pulled off my tank top, shorts, panties, shoes and socks.
Looking at my reflection in my vanity mirror. With my hair, and pierced ears I did look like Sarah. That is from the waist up. Once you saw my boy thing, that changed. I slipped on my robe and headed to the bathroom. I walked in just when Aunt Carman was finishing it. She had gotten a bubble bath for me.
“Its ready, hop in.”
I hesitated, I was embarrassed.
“What is wrong?”She asked. “Are you embarrassed? You don't have anything I haven't seen before. And you are a girl so hop in.”
I let out a breath and dropped my robe. I stepped into the warm water. It had a smell to it, a kind of flowery smell. It was nice. Sinking down in the water. It felt good.
Aunt Carman dumped some water over my head. “I'll wash your hair for you.”
I was like OK. I heard the squirt of the shampoo. She massaged it into my hair.
Looking around the tub, I didn't see any soap. I normally just used bar soap. Have like forever.
“Aunt Carman, Where's the soap?” I asked. Then got water dumped over my head a couple of times. I guess rinsing the shampoo.
“Miss Sarah, girls don't use regular soap, we used body wash.” She handed me a scrunchy and a bottle. It said peppermint twist.
“Squirt some on the scrunchy, then get some lather up, and wash everything else.” She said as she put conditioner in my hair.
I did as instructed. I washed everything. By the time I had to move around to get some parts, aunt Carman was finished with my hair. Once finished I rinsed and got out. Looking away my aunt held a towel for me. She handed me a bottle of moisturizer.
“Put that on your wet skin. Then a girl pats herself dry, never rubs. It keeps the lotion on the skin. That is why we smell so sweet after a shower or bath.”
I nodded as I first put on the lotion then dried properly. I wrapped the towel around myself as I have seen Mom, Jessica and Sarah do.
Aunt Carman nodded and smiled. I went to my room to change into my Pjs. Another baby doll. I couldn't find a matching pair of panties. So I just put on a normal pair. I joined my Aunt, and Tabatha in the living room. Not even thinking about it, I curled my feet up to my butt, like a girl would. We watched TV until the early news was on at 10.
As soon as the news started, I knew exactly where the reporter was. They were in front of my house. It was surrounded by police tape. There was still two cop cars out front and a big motorhome parked in the driveway.
The report was there because the cops were still looking into how the explosion happened, except for the front porch nothing was left of my house. The camera showed that both the Carvers and the Yarnells houses were both damaged.
They showed a interview with Mrs. Yarnell. They were watching TV when the house went boom. She was sad about what happened to the rest of my family. Also saying something about poor Sarah, loosing her whole family. That was me.
Again I began to cry. It was all my fault that the rest of my family was gone. I went ta that game, I got on the wrong stupid bus. I was the one who saw that guy killed. I was the one who dropped my phone. The bad guys found it, they went found where I lived. They kilt all of my family. “It was all me,” I hollered at the TV. Pulling my knees to my chest,wrapping my arms around my knees. I started bawling.
Aunt Carman jumped out of her chair. She came over to me. “Sarah, no it is not. It was the people who shot the first guy, it is there fault.”
“You cannot blame yourself for things others do.” Tabatha commented.
Sniffling, “I hope that the ones who did it get caught.” I said.
“I'm sure they will”
“Yeah, your right”I lied. “Will you still continue to teach me how to defend myself. Even if I am a girl.” I asked. Aunt Carman has taught me some Karate. “Can you still teach me how to shoot,too.” I was already planning on getting back at the people who killed my family.
“Yes, I will. But remember that martial arts is for defense only. As far as shooting I will think about it.”
Aunt Carman is a bad ass. I have watched her practice her karate. Plus any chic who tries out for the seals can only be a bad ass.
“OK, young lady. Time for bed. I still need to arrange for someone to care for you during the week while I am at work.”
“Jeaz, I am old enough to be home by myself.”
“No, Everything is new to you. Maybe next Summer.”
“Maybe Becky's mom can. It is only a few weeks till school starts again.”
“I will check with her in the morning. Now off to bed.”
“Good Night, Aunt Carman.”
“Good Night Sarah. Sweet dreams.” Tabatha said.
“Good night, Sweetheart.” Aunt Carman added.
I brushed my teeth and headed to bed.
In the morning Aunt Carman called Becky and talked to her mom. She as cool with me coming over during the next couple of weeks until school started. Of course Becky was jumping up and down at the mention of it.
So, for the next couple weeks until school started. Every morning I would either walk down to Becky's or Aunt Carman would drop me off.
Of course, me and Becky became besties. Best friends. We would play and talk. Her mom took us to the pool twice. It was both our first time in a swim suit. But with both of us on blockers. Neither of us had much down there to have to hide. What little I had Becky showed me how to hide it.
One weekend, Aunt Carman and I went shopping and got a couple swim suits for me. A one piece and a bikini. I really didn't want a bikini, but Aunt Carman made me at least try one on. I did look cute in it, so I got it also. With the testosterone blockers, and eventually female hormones. I was destine to get my curves.
We wound up going to a different pool the second time. After about 15 minutes after being there. I surfaced after a dive. I got the shock of my life. (Well so far) Coming out of the boys changing room was Brian and Curt. Two guys I played little league with. I have known them since t-ball.
'Crap' I thought. Turning around so they couldn't see my face. Those guys will know as soon as they see me that I am Robbie not Sarah. What do I do?
Becky came swimming over to me, “Sarah, are you OK? What is wrong?”
“Those to guys who just came in, I know them they will know that I am not a girl.”
“Oh, Those cute ones?”
“Becky jeez. This can mean life or death for me. Get real.”
“Hey, you look as girly as I do. They won't know.”
“Are you sure?”
“Uh, Huh.” Becky nodded. “Come on let's work on our tan.” She headed for the ladder.
I didn't move.
Just as she was grabbing the ladder. She called over to me. “Come on, Sarah.” She got out.
Well I couldn't stay in the pool forever. So, I followed her. As I got out. I swore I could tell everyone was watching me. I hurried over to the chase lounge we had claimed. I glanced around. Everything was normal, no one watching me. Like Becky, I dried off, wringing my hair; putting it up in a high pony tail.
Becky handed me the sunscreen. I coated myself with it. Mom insisted as Grandpa Southridge died from skin cancer. Once it I was completely covered. Putting on my sunglasses, I lay back.
Me and Becky talked as we baked. All the while I watched Curt and Brian. I saw the look our way. They would talk together and motion towards us. May be they were just checking out the girls.
Just as I was asking Becky to put sunscreen on my back. I saw Curt heading our way.
“UH, OH.” I said quietly to Becky. “Here comes one.”
“Come on girl act normal. We have had plenty of boys come up to us.” She whispered back.
Curt came right up to us. Brian was right behind him.
“Hi.” Becky said.
Looking at me, “are you Sarah Dunkirk?” He asked.
“Yeah,” I managed to say.
“I'm Curt Meyers, I played baseball with Robbie.”
“Oh, I remember you. You were number 14.”
“That is Brian's number, I was 23”
“Oh, yeah. I remember now.”
“Sorry what happened to Robbie, Sam, Jessie, and your mom and dad.”
“Yeah, me too.” Brian piped in.
“Thank you. I miss them.”
“The team still plays at Reynolds park. Stop by if you want I'm sure the rest of the team would like to see you.”
“I will ask my Aunt.”
“Bye,” They both said as the returned to the pool.
“Bye, bye.” I said.
Becky was giggling her ass off. Trying to hold it in.
Looking behind me. “What is so funny?”
“You”
“Me, why?”
“Girlfriend you where so sure those guys would know the old you. Worry wort.”
“Hey a girl can be wrong once in her life.”
“Once, Huh. Your back is done now do mine.” She dropped the sunscreen in my lap.
Once I had done her back we both lay on our stomach to get our backs tan. Again after baking for a bit. I jumped back in the pool. Doing a cannonball right by where Becky was. And yeah. I got her good. She had untied her top to avoid the string lines. She almost gave everybody a show. Not that either of us have gotten anything up top yet. But she had grabbed her top as she jumped up.
“God, Sarah. Thanks a lot.”
“Your welcome” I was able to get out between giggles. Retying her top she did a cannon ball right next to me. Of course It didn't faze me as I was already wet.
As she came to the surface. I splashed her, saying. “Didn't work, I am already wet.”
That got us into a splash fight. Becky won that one. Maybe 15 minutes later Becky's phone went off. Letting us know Becky's mom will be here shortly to pick us up. We got out dried off some. Heading to the locker room to change. Doing as normal we used the back row. Being we are both transgender girls. We changed out of our bikini's and into our regular clothes. We behaved like normal girls. Like we were, just two 9 year old young ladies.
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