Synopsis:

Our couple have found out some very interesting things about each other. Jason can become a very passable Jaimie, and Ronnie loves both of them. But, could what’s happening between Amy and Linda, cause Jaimie too much stress?

Story:

Salt & Pepper. Sugar & Spice

Chapter 6

Amy and Linda.

With a big grin, Amy said, “No longer wishful thinking. Linda asked me to marry her. And, I said yes.”

“What! When were you going to tell me? Where’s your ring? When?”, Ronnie said.

“Easy love. You’re almost as excited as I was when you told me that you and Jason were getting married.”

Ronnie grabbed Amy, and hugged her, and kissed her on the cheek. Jaimie had overheard the conversation. She first hugged Linda, and then Amy.

Linda said, “Lets go sit somewhere, and talk.”

They found a table in the food court away from everyone, and sat. Ronnie asked Amy, “Where’s your ring?”

Amy looked at Linda, and Linda took two ring boxes out of her purse. Linda handed one of the boxes to Amy, and they opened them together. The boxes contained identical engagement rings. They slipped the rings from the boxes onto each other left ring finger. Then held the rings up for Ronnie and Jaimie to look at, and Amy said, “Right here.”

“When did she ask you?”, Ronnie asked.

“Just last night.”

“I love the matching rings. It’s so cool.”

“We thought so too.”

Jaimie asked, “Have you set a date?”

“We’re not sure yet.”, Linda said, “But, we want both of you to be maids of honor. I know of a church that’s very accepting to couples like us, as well as all transgendered people, crossdressers, gays, and lesbians. The biggest problem is a license, with me looking as female as I do. But, we’ll figure something.”

“There’s no way that you can look male anymore. Is there?”, Ronnie asked Linda.

“Not with these 38C’s, and a voice to match.”

“You said, that you want both of us to be maid of honors?”

“Yes, we want both of you.”

“You’re kidding?”

“No. We want an all girl bridal party. I want Jaimie as my maid of honor, and Amy wants you. We have two other friends that we’ll ask to be brides maids.”

Ronnie caught a surprised, and puzzled look on Jaimie’s face with this comment.

“If you’re sure.”

“We are. It wouldn’t be the same without the two of you. And, it won’t be a big ceremony, since both of our families have disowned us. But, we have a lot of friends, and the minister at the church told us that most of the members show up for special things without being asked.”

“You know. It’s sad that your families have done that.”, Jaimie said.

“Yea. It wasn’t pleasant. How would yours feel if they knew about you?”

“I don’t really know. I’ve really never heard anyone mention anything one way or the other about gays, lesbians, crossdressers, or whatever. So, I’m not sure how they would feel.”

The next few months were spent planning a wedding. There would be two brides, two maids of honor, and two brides maids. Proper dresses. Flowers. A reception. A professional photographer. Everything a proper wedding demanded, except it would basically be all female, at least outwardly. And, it would be a June wedding.

The wedding party had gotten together to pick out the dresses. Amy and Linda had already picked out their wedding dresses, at different times, with the help of Ronnie and Jaimie. They used Kathy’s Bridal Boutique, and had a talk with the owner about the wedding. She didn’t have a problem with it being, as far as she knew, a girl and girl wedding. She was just happy for the business.

They had decided that all the dresses for the brides maids should be alike except for color. Amy’s bride maid’s dresses were going to be a light blue, and Linda’s a light yellow. They finally settled on a floor length, strapless dress with a satin bodice and chiffon skirt. The shoes would be three inch pumps that matched the dresses. And, everyone would also have matching undergarments, thongs, front fastening long line strapless bras, high waist open bottomed girdles, white nylons, and slips.

While the girls were trying on the various dresses, Ronnie noticed that Jaimie wasn’t too enthusiastic about doing the same. And, didn’t try on anything until after they had finally chosen the style, and then it was almost behind closed doors. As she would call either Ronnie or Linda into a dressing room to ‘take a look’.

Dorothy, the owner of Kathy’s Bridal Boutique, promised that the dresses would be ready the week before the wedding. But, she wanted everyone to stop in sometime the week before that for a final fitting. And, to be wearing the girdle and bra when they came in. All the girls took their undergarments home with them.

After they arrived back home, Ronnie asked, “All right. What’s going on?”

“Huh?”

“The first time we were in Kathy’s, you were like a star struck teenage girl with all the gowns. Today, you were like a shy bird, not wanting to come out of the dressing room. It’s not like you. So, what’s going on?”

“Nothing.”

“Wrong love.”

“I don’t know.”

“Yes you do.”

“I . . . I just felt uncomfortable.”

“Uncomfortable.”

“Yea. I’m fine when I’m just with you, Linda, and Amy. It’s taken you guys better than a year getting me to the point where I have just started really feeling comfortable going out, and that’s only because I’m with the three of you. I still get butterflies every time I go out dressed.”

“I thought that you were comfortable with this part of you.”

“I am. But, only when I’m with you, and then only when were not the center of attention. I still worry every time we go out that something will happen. Or, I’ll slip up and be read. I’m actually very nervous about the wedding, and being up in front of a lot of people. If I didn’t know that most of them were transgendered, I’d probably back out of this whole thing.”

By the sound of his voice, Ronnie could tell that Jason was about to cry. She walked up to him, and just hugged him. And, whispered, “Honey. I had no idea. If you want out of the wedding, I think that Amy and Linda would understand.”

“No. I wouldn’t do that to them. They’ve planned this, and it’s very important to them. Besides, their friendship is too important. I’m going through with it. But, I don’t know how much more.”

And, the tears started. Ronnie just held him until he stopped crying. Jason remained quiet the rest of the day, and stayed as Jaimie. After supper they were sitting together on the couch, and Ronnie said, “Why Jaimie all day?”

“I don’t know.”

“Baby. There’s something more going on? Have I done something?”

He looked at her, with a very sad face, and said, “I’m not sure. I really do love being Jaimie around you. I feel good when I’m Jaimie. I even love being Jaimie around Linda and Amy. But, I’m just so nervous when we go out. Something just isn’t right. Maybe it’s just gone too fast for me. I mean I am a guy, but I do love being a girl. But, maybe it goes back to what you said when you first found out that I liked to dress in girls clothes.”

“What was that?”

“Do you remember saying something like, ‘I’m willing to explore your thing for girls’ clothes. But, at a slow pace. My pace.’?”

“Yes.”

“I think your pace was faster than mine. I just think it’s gone too far, too fast, for me. I did this as much for you, as for me. You seemed to really love my feminine side, and I wanted to make you happy.”

Jason could see tears well up in Ronnie’s eyes, and he continued, “Please don’t cry. You didn’t know, and neither did I.”

“I’m so sorry. I had no idea that I was doing this to you. I’ve hurt you, and that’s the last thing I ever wanted to do. What can I do?”

“Just be you. Love me. Let me love you.”

“I’ll always love you.”, and it was her turn to cry. He cuddled her, and they sat there for a long time.

Finally she sat back, looked at him, and said, “How about if we put Jaimie back in the closet. And, you can bring her out only when you want to, and do it your way. I love Jaimie, but I love Jason more. He’s more important then anything to me.”

“That maybe a good idea. We’ll see. But, after the wedding.”

The following day, Ronnie made some phone calls. And, at noon, Ronnie, Linda, and Amy met for lunch. And, a deep, long talk about Jason and Jaimie.

That week, Jaimie was around a little. But, when she was, it was a subdued Jaimie. Panty and bra, under jeans, and a T-shirt. Maybe a wig, maybe not. Maybe light makeup, maybe not.

The following Saturday, Jason tried on the long line strapless bra, and the open bottomed girdle. He loved how they firmly hugged his body. He had his breast forms in the bra, and liked the look that the bra and girdle gave him, until he bent over, and the forms fell out. He put them back in, readjusted them, and bent over again. Again, the forms fell out.

He found Ronnie, and when she saw him in only the bra, girdle, and nylons, she asked, “What are you up too?”

“Just wanted to try on the bra and girdle. And, I think I have a problem.”

“A problem. What?”

“The breast forms fall out if I bend over. And, I was also wondering, won’t they look strange with the gown.”

“Hmm. Good point. Let me call Linda.”

“Hi Linda? It’s Ronnie.” . . . “I’m fine, but we may have a slight problem with the dresses and Jaimie.” . . . “Well he tried on the girdle and long line bra, and they fit fine. But, it’s the breast forms.” . . . “No. We got them at a thrift store.” . . . “When he bends over they fall out of the bra. And, he’s concerned about how they’ll work with the gown. Any ideas?” . . . “Yea.” . . . “Yea.” . . . “You think it’ll work?” . . . “All right. We’ll stop by later, and try it.” . . . “Thanks. Love you too. Bye.”

“Well?”, Jason asked.

“She thought a different style of breast form could work. Ones that are attached, and then makeup applied to conceal the edges. She says there’s a lot of drag queens, and female impersonators that use them.”

“Attached? How?”

“She didn’t say. But, I told her we’d stop by later on, and try them out. So, why don’t you go get Jaimie ready, and we’ll run over to the store.”

“What should I wear?”

“Go comfortable, but wear the long line bra.”

An hour later, Jaimie and Ronnie pulled up in front of The Changing Scene. Linda was waiting for them, and after the usual hugs, they were off to the make over room. As they walked into the room, Linda said, “Take off your blouse and bra, and have a seat.”

Jason removed his clothes, and sat in the beauty chair. Linda rolled over a small table that held a number of boxes. She held up a breast form, and said, “These are the top of the line forms. They’re an asymmetrical shape, so that they add a little fullness at the underarms, and also go higher up on the chest. And, their weight is correct. The edges are feathered so that they blend onto the skin, and can be concealed with makeup. Once they’re on, we’ll put makeup around the edges to hide them, and no one should be able to tell.”

“You think this will work?”, Ronnie asked.

“I’ve never heard of any complaints on these. The only thing better is to have a Hollywood makeup artist do it, or get implants. And, I do have a number of clients that use these. Want to give it a try Jaimie?”

“Sure. I guess.”, Jaimie replied.

Linda reclined the chair, and went to work. Ronnie watched closely, as Linda carefully cleaned Jason’s chest, and made sure it was hair free. Then Linda chose a form that was as close to Jason’s skin color as possible, applied an adhesive to both the form, and Jason’s chest. She then carefully pressed the form in place, and held it there for a short while. Then she did the other form. After she was sure they were firmly attached, she carefully worked additional adhesive under the edges of the forms. She had Jason lay there for a while to be sure the adhesive was set.

When Linda was satisfied that the adhesive was dry, she carefully applied makeup around the edges of the forms, blending it, so the seam didn’t show. Jason really couldn’t see much, other than two mounds on his chest, and a smile on Ronnie’s face. Then Jason saw Linda pick up a small box, and show the contents to Ronnie. Ronnie covered her mouth to stifle a giggle.

“What?”, Jason asked.

“You’ll see in a minute.”, Linda replied.

Linda carefully pressed something onto each of the forms. Then she sat Jason up, and turned him to face a mirror. Jason’s eyes got big, Ronnie was still trying to stifle a giggle, and Linda said, “Like them?”

“Yea. They really look like they’re part of me. Kind of feel that way too. And, they’re heavy. But, where did the nipples come from?”

“Out of a box, just like your boobs.”

With that Ronnie lost it, and started to giggle.

“What’s so funny?”, Jason asked.

“Nothing.”, Ronnie said, through her giggles.

Jason put the long line bra back on, and the new forms filled the cups, and showed more cleavage then his old forms did. The nipples made a noticeable bump in the bra cup. And, you couldn’t tell where the forms ended, and Jason began.

Ronnie added, “Looking sexy girlfriend.”

Jason first frowned a little, and then smiled.

“Now. You’ll need to wear these, complete with the makeup, for the final fitting. I can reapply them for that.”, Linda said, “For the wedding Ronnie will have to do them. Think you can do it Ronnie?”

“Sure.”

“Now,”, Linda said, “this adhesive is strong enough that you can go braless if you want to. If you sleep in them, wear a sleep bra. And, the adhesive lasts about a week, then starts to degrade, and the forms can be removed.”

“A week!”, Jaimie said.

“Relax honey. Or, you use this remover, and carefully remove them at anytime. When you do take them off, the makeup around the edges will have to be removed first, and then the adhesive with the remover.” Linda handed Ronnie a couple of bottles. “And, be sure to place them back in the box, it will help protect the forms.”

On the day that Jason and Ronnie were going for their final fittings, they stopped by to see Linda, and she applied the breast forms. Linda had also figured on doing Jason’s makeup, but was impressed as to how he looked, and said, “You look good. Did Ronnie help you?”

“No. He did it all by himself.”, Ronnie said.

“I’m impressed.”

“Thanks.”, Jason said, “You’ve been a great help, and have taught us both a lot.”

As they were getting ready to leave the store, Linda got Ronnie aside, and asked, “He seems really at ease right now.”

“He’s been really up and down. But, he’s gotten himself to the point where the wedding is no longer bothering him. I think he’ll be fine with it. I just have to figure out how to tell him the other stuff.”

“I’m glad it’s you telling him, and not me.”

The three girls drove together to Kathy’s Bridal Boutique, and were met there by Amy. The two other girls had been in at various times for their fittings, and Ronnie and Jason were the last ones. The fittings went well, and everyone was happy with the look of the dresses, and the fit. And, Jason’s new breast forms looked good with the gown, just like real breasts. After the girls had changed back into their street clothes, Dorothy, the owner of Kathy’s, approached Ronnie, and asked, “Have you ever done any modeling?”

“No. But, my mother did for a while.”

“You are tall and very pretty. And, so is your quiet friend. How tall are you two?”

“We’re both about five ten in our stocking feet.”

“We do a big bridal show every year, and like to use local girls who aren’t professional models. I’m always looking for fresh faces. But, if either of you would like to try it, just let me know sometime in the near future.”

“Thank you. I’ll see what Jaimie thinks. She’s shy, so I don’t know.”

On the Friday before the wedding, there was a rehearsal, and dinner. And, Linda sat Jaimie next to Sara Braverman, one of the brides maids, and her husband, Mark.

Sara and Jason started talking. Everyone in the wedding party knew that Jaimie was really Jason, so Jason didn’t have to try and disguise his voice.

Sara told Jason, “You know the first time I met you, I really thought that you were a girl. You are very pretty, and feminine. In fact I thought about fixing you up with Mark’s younger brother, if you weren’t seeing anyone. But, when Linda told me that you were a guy, and married to Ronnie, I just couldn’t believe it. Then she showed me the pictures from your make over, and it was just unbelievable that you made such a pretty girl.”

“Thank you.”, Jason said, “I did that make over on a whim. Just to see what someone could do, and I was totally surprised by what Linda did.”

“You know, if you worked on your voice, there would be no way to tell that you were male.”

“Linda told me that too. I just don’t know right now.”

“If you decide that you want to try, give me a call.”

“Give you a call?”

“Didn’t Linda tell you that I’m a speech therapist, and the one that helped her?”

“No.”

“I guess I need to have a little talk with her. Both my husband, and I, work with the transgendered. He’s a psychologist.”

“Oh.”, was all that Jason could get out, as Sara handed him one of her business cards.

“He helped her realize who she was, and I helped with her speech.”

“Kind of expensive isn’t it?”

“It can be. But, we know that you’re still in college, and can probably work something out. Just give me a call if you’re interested.”

Ronnie, who was sitting next to Jason, was listening to this conversation very closely, but trying to act like she wasn’t.

Saturday, Ronnie and Jason were up early getting ready for the wedding, as they had to be at the church at Noon. They helped each other with their hair, and makeup. Ronnie attached Jason’s breast forms, and applied the makeup to hide the seams. Then as Jason was helping Ronnie with her dress, she took a deep breath, and said, “Honey. I have something to tell you. And, I don’t want you to be mad.”

Jason looked at her, and said, “What now?”

“Ah . . . You remember when Amy and I took wedding invitations to special people. So, that we could explain about her and Linda?”

“Yea.”

“Well . . . One of those special people was your mom.”

“What!”, Jason said, sitting down hard on the bed.

Ronnie couldn’t tell if he was mad, scared, or what, and continued with, “Amy really likes your mom, and wanted her there. I wasn’t sure about it. But, I couldn’t talk her out of it, and figured that I’d better be there when she told her.”

“And, she’s coming?”

“Yes. And, Mary.”

“Mary! My mom and younger sister are going to be at the wedding. When were you going to tell me?”

“Now.”

He sat there, and just looked at her.

“It’ll be fine.”, she continued.

“No it won’t. What about the talk we had.”

“Honey. I know. But, Amy and I talked with her before we had our talk. And, . . . ”

“And, what!?”

“She knew about Jaimie.”

“Oh God. No!”, and he put his face in his hands.

“Honey. Honey. Easy. She told us that she knew about Jaimie before we said anything.”

Looking up at Ronnie, Jason said, “She knew. How?”

“She didn’t tell me. But, when I told her Jaimie was going to be in the wedding, she just smiled, and said, ‘You mean Jason. Don’t you?.’ I just looked at her in complete shock, and she said not to worry, that she has known about your dressing for a long time. And, that sometime she would tell us how she knew. Amy and I just sat, and looked at her in disbelief. I figured that I’d have a lot of explaining to do. But, we just had a nice talk, and she’s fine with Jaimie. I think mothers just know things about their children.”

“And, Mary. How much does she know?”

“I’m not sure.”

“I’m dead.”

“No, you’re not.”

“Does my dad know?”

“Your mom said that he doesn’t, and he won’t. He won’t be at the wedding. And, I know your mom said that she’d never tell him.”

“Oh, God. I’m going to be sick.”

“Take some deep breaths. Relax. You’ll be fine.”

“Relax! I’m going to be in a wedding, in drag. And, my mom and sister are going to be there. I was nervous to start with, and you knew that. Now, I’m going to be sick.” And, Jason ran to the bathroom . . .

Jason came back into the bedroom a few minutes later, looking a little pale. Ronnie said, “Honey. Are you all right?”

“I . . . I think so. I’m glad we had a light breakfast. So, my mom and sister know about Jaimie?”

“Yea.”

“And, they’re going to be at the wedding?”

Ronnie just nodded yes.

Jason just walked to the bedroom window, and stood looking out for a few minutes. Then turned and looked at Ronnie, and said, “I wish that you had told me earlier.”

“So, that you wouldn’t have promised to be in the wedding?”

“Maybe. Or, so that I could have talked to my mother before today. You know. She has been a little different for the past couple of months.”

“How so?”

“I can’t put my finger on it. Just different. Not in a bad way, but different.”

“Are you still going to the wedding?”

“I guess. A promise is a promise.” And, Jason added with a nervous laugh, “Catch me when I faint, when I see my mom.”

“You won’t faint.”

“Don’t count on it.”

Ronnie and Jason finished getting ready, and drove to the church. As they parked, Jason just sat there, looking at the building. Ronnie looked at him, and said, “Jaimie. You look very nice. And, everything will be just fine. Your mother will be fine with this.”

“Having my mom see me like this, not to mention my little sister, is really scary. What are they going to think of me? Of you?”

“You know. I don’t think they are going to think any less of either of us. I told you, that your mom said that she’s known for a long time, and she appeared to be fine with it. We’ll have to wait, and see what she says.”

They got out of the car, went into the church, and met with the rest of the wedding party. Ronnie took Linda and Amy aside, and told them about her telling Jason about his mother being there. They all looked over to where Jason was talking to Sara. And, Amy said, “He looks very pretty. And, appears to be at ease talking to Sara.”

“We’ll see how he handles the actual wedding. Keep your fingers crossed.”, Ronnie said.

A little while later, all the guests had been seated, and the girls were lined up for the wedding march. It would be Sara, JoBeth, Jaimie, Ronnie, Linda, and Amy. The music started, and Sara started the slow walk to the front of the church. Then JoBeth followed her. Jaimie was next, as she started, she turned, and just looked at Ronnie. Ronnie smiled at her, and whispered, “Sweet heart. You’ll be fine. Just think pretty, because you are. And, don’t worry about a thing.”

Jaimie took a deep breath, and started her walk down the isle. She glanced around trying to spot her mother and sister, and did. Her mother smiled at her, and her sister gave her a little wave, and smile. The butterflies, in her stomach, quieted a little.

Ronnie followed Jaimie down the isle. And, after the four brides’ maids were at the front of the church, the music changed to the wedding march. Linda walked down the isle, escorted by a male friend. Once she reached the front, the wedding march music started over, and Amy walked down the isle, also escorted by another male friend.

The ceremony took less than half an hour, and there was a reception in the church hall right afterwards. As with most wedding there was also a reception line following the ceremony, and as the guests were leaving the church, each one congratulated the wedding couple. Jason’s mother and sister had been toward the back of the church, so they were one the last to come down the reception line. Jaimie nervously watched as they got closer. Ronnie whispered to her, “Honey. It’s going to be fine. She loves you.”

As her mother walked up, Jaimie tried to smile. Her mother took her feminine hand in hers, kissed her on the cheek, then looked her in the eyes, smiled, and said, “Jaimie, I never realized that I had such a pretty third daughter.”

Jaimie felt a little light headed. But, it passed, and she said, “Hi mom.”

“Hello daughter. You and Ronnie be sure to come and sit with us when you get a chance. And, smile. You have such a pretty smile.”

Jaimie bent over, and gave her mother a kiss on the cheek. She squeezed her hand, and moved on to Ronnie. She tried to hear what her mom and Ronnie were saying to each other, but couldn’t. Jaimie’s sister Mary walked up to her, and said, “Hi Sis. That gown looks fantastic on you. I’m jealous.”

“Don’t be. You’d look better in it. And, sis?”

“Yea. You’re too pretty for me to call you brother.”

She also gave Jaimie a kiss on the cheek, smiled, and moved onto Ronnie. Jaimie heard her sister say to Ronnie, “You said he made a pretty girl, and you were right. I can’t believe it.”

After all the guests had made it through the reception line, the wedding party moved into the church hall. It was decorated nicely, and there was a wedding cake with two brides on it. There were also a number of tables set up, and those guest not standing around talking had found seats. The wedding party mingled, and Jaimie finally made it over to where her mother and sister were sitting, with four other guests. She whispered to her mother, “Ronnie and I will be back as soon as it clears out a little.”

“That’s all right honey. Take your time.”, his mother replied.

About an hour later, most of the guests had left, and Ronnie saw that Jaimie’s mother and sister were now sitting by themselves. She found Jaimie, and said, “No better time then now.”

“What?”, Jaimie said.

“Your mom and sister are alone at their table. Lets go talk.”

“I don’t know. I’m really nervous about this.”

“I know. But, she wants to talk.”

“All right. Lead on.”

Ronnie and Jaimie walked over to her mother and sister’s table. As they walked up, her mother said, “Sit down. Those heels must be killing you.”

Ronnie and Jaimie both sat down, and no one said anything for a while. Finally Jaimie’s sister broke the silence with, “I’m glad you’re already married, Jaimie. The competition for the boys is bad enough.”

Jaimie looked at her, smiled a little, and said, “You shouldn’t have a problem there little sister. Besides, I don’t like boys.”

“Yea. But, they’d still be chasing you.”

Ronnie, with a smile, responded with, “Doesn’t matter. She’s mine.”

Jaimie finally looked at her mother, and said, “You’re disappointed in me. Aren’t you, mom?”

“Why would I be?”, she asked.

“I’m your son. And, I’m sitting here looking more like your daughter.”

“Honey. I love you. That’s all that counts. Jason is a hansom son, Jaimie is a very pretty daughter, and she is just part of Jason. And, I love you. So, I love both of you. I’m just surprised as to how pretty you look.”

“Ronnie said you knew. How?”

“It wasn’t hard. Mothers know a lot of things about their children, and I’ve known about this little part of you for a long time. Back when you had your little club house in the basement, I found your stash of girls clothes. Then, there were the times that Beth had yelled at Mary about her things being moved. Mary came to me, and said that she hadn’t touched Beth’s things. And, that only left one person. Then, during your senior year, I found a number of the things that Beth had left at home, when she went away to college, moved. And, again I put two and two together. And, recently there have been some subtle changes in you. Your mannerisms have softened, and your eyebrows have become feminine. But, I think only a mother would notice that.

“When I first found your clothes stash, I spoke with a friend in the mental health profession, and he told me to not confront you about it. That what you were doing, was something that you couldn’t help doing, there was no cure for, and you weren’t hurting anyone. And, that the only thing that I should do is support you, and not embarrass you. So, I just allowed you to dress as you wanted, like when you went to bed. And, I made sure your father didn’t find out.

“Then there was that one Sunday when you came over for dinner, and we talked about Ronnie, and her friend from France, meeting Mrs. Reynolds at the Fireside. And, Ronnie told me that I had met her friend at your wedding. I couldn’t remember any other girls there that was as tall as Ronnie. So, I got out the pictures from your wedding and looked. And, I was right, there wasn’t another girl in the pictures that was as tall as Ronnie. But, I couldn’t put my finger on anything until Ronnie and Amy told me about the wedding.

“I was excited for Amy. I’ve always liked her, but I was a little confused when she explained about Linda being a guy that looked like a girl. But, after she had explained everything, and knowing that Amy was bisexual, I thought it was kind of cute. And, then when Ronnie tried to explain that you were going to be Linda’s maid of honor, she was so nervous. And, when I finally told her that I had known all along that you liked to dress in girls clothes, she got a big smile, relaxed, and we had a long talk about you. She told me all about you as Jaimie, your make overs, going out, and we had a good laugh over Mrs. Reynolds. Then she showed me some pictures, and it amazed me. And, you do make a very pretty girl.

“So, you see. I don’t have a problem with this part of you. As long as you’re comfortable with it, and Ronnie doesn’t have a problem with it. You’re my child, either as a boy or girl. And, I love you.”

Jaimie sat there for a few moments looking at her mother, then turned to his sister, Mary, and said, “What about you little sister.”

Mary smiled, and said, “I overheard Amy tell mom about the wedding, and I wanted to go. So, Mom sat me down, and explained about the wedding. Then she told me about you, and explained crossdressing to me. I had to think about it for a long time. But, you know, I think it’s really cool that my brother has a feminine side. I just wish you hadn’t gotten me into trouble with Beth, and weren’t prettier than me.”

“I’m not prettier than you. It’s all an illusion. And, sorry about Beth. Mom does Beth know?”

“No. At least I don’t think so.”, her mom said.

All the other guests had left. And, Amy, Linda, Sara, Mark, and JoBeth came over, and joined the others. With Amy asking, “Do you mind if we join you?”

Ronnie, looked at her and said, “No, I don’t if Jaimie doesn’t. I think you know what this is all about anyway. Jaimie?”

“No.”, Jaimie said, “I don’t mind. You’re all great friends.”

The five pulled up chairs, and joined the group.

Mary looked at Linda, and said, “You’re really a guy?”

“Yes, she is.”, Amy replied with a grin.

“Yes.”, Linda said, “Like your brother did, I enjoyed wearing girls things when I was growing up. I have three sisters, and one brother. So there were all kinds of girls clothes around. As I got older, I dressed more, going out, and not being read. My parents freaked out, and sent me to all kinds of doctors. Then when I was old enough, I moved out on my own, and went to beauty school. While I was there, I started dressing more like a girl than a guy.

“After I graduated, I worked for a couple of different hair dressers. Everyone thought that I was gay, but I was far from it. I then found the Changing Scene, and they were looking for someone to do male to female make overs, and hair. So, I started working there, and became a part owner. And, over the next year I started dressing full time as a girl, and learned to talk, act, and be a girl.

“Then I met Ronnie and Jason/Jaimie. They induced me to Amy, she accepted me for who I am, and today we’re here.”

Jaimie’s mom sat there in thought for a little while, then turned to Jaimie, and asked, “Honey. Were is this going with you?”

- End Chapter 6 -

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