Bruce Finds His Rainbow. Part 6
For much of the weekend she wondered why she agreed to go to the party with Peter. She was far too new to girldom to think about boys but then realised that she had never really thought about girls in the way other boys did.
On the Saturday morning she went into town and found a shop that sold motorcycles. Looking around she saw that most would need her to wear jeans the whole time she rode but then she saw some second-hand scooters which would allow her to ride in a skirt. There were a couple of Vespa scooters which she had seen in a movie not long ago but there was also a couple of Lambrettas which had a longer seat that would allow her to strap on a bag at the back. One stood out as it had been professionally painted bright yellow. She heard it run, negotiated with the salesman, and put a deposit on it. They told her how she could go for a learners permit and he put a sold tag on the mirror.
On Monday Bree went, with her mother, to the doctor again and the doctor told them that the tests had shown that Bree was, indeed, predominantly female. The testosterone was, as expected, abnormally low. Otherwise, she was in good health but the doctor did say that he was worried about the male genitals and that he had organised some X-Rays. She was booked in at the local hospital on Wednesday morning. That week, at work, it was a bit strange as Peter, normally quiet and shy, sat next to her at the meal breaks and chatted about all sort of things, getting ribbed by the other men and bringing a blush to her cheeks.
The womens changing room was abuzz with the upcoming Christmas party. Bree discovered that it was a classy event, with a sit-down meal followed by dancing. She did not like the sound of the dancing but she could always refuse. It also required the girls to dress up and the guys to wear suits.
On the Wednesday she went to the hospital and they took lots of pictures of her groin area.
On Saturday they worked midday to five, after the day shift had worked seven to midday. All incoming bays were now in use and the amount of stock moving through was staggering. Even Joy was turning over more, making Bree need to be as early as possible and work as long as it took. The doctor contacted her the following week and when she went to see him she was told that she needed to have an operation to remove her testes as they showed signs of being totally dead and prone to creating cancerous cells. This would be set down for the first week of the New Year.
For several weeks she hardly had any time for her exercise but did find time to get her learners licence to ride a motorcycle. She was earning good money at the moment and organised to pick up the scooter on a week day. She took the bus and when she went into the showroom her yellow Lambretta was sitting there with a new disc and learners stickers on it. She paid the remaining money by cheque and a mechanic showed her all the controls and the knack of twisting the handchange while pulling in the clutch. With it on the stand she tried it a few times and only nearly over-revved once. The final payment had included a proper long coat, gloves and a helmet so she was sent on her way into the maelstrom of midday traffic as a raw rookie. Somehow she made it home.
She rode it to work that day and it was far more comfortable than cycling. Coming home was a joy as it took a good fifteen minutes off her travel time. She had to park it outside the house but made use of her strong bike chain and lock, the cycle now consigned to the back garden for a while.
The work now became much busier as the moved towards Christmas. The Saturday shift they just pulled goods from the shelves as there were no deliveries since they had cleared the incoming goods. When the day of the party arrived Bree had to head home to change immediately. Peter had a Cortina and he would be picking her up at 6.30pm so she didn’t have a lot of time. She had sorted out all of her outfit and laid it on her bed in the morning and had showered and washed her hair before going to work so it was just a freshen up before getting dressed, her mother helping her with her make-up and getting her hair nice. At 6.30 they saw Peter pull up outside and he came to the front door and knocked. Bree was in the kitchen having second thoughts but her mother told her to just go with the flow and enjoy herself.
When she opened the door she saw Peter look at her, his face going from a smile to a broad grin. “Wow” he said “you are just beautiful, Bree, I am the luckiest man at the party tonight.” She told him not be silly and put her hand on his arm. He then took a step closer to her and kissed her lightly, saying “Come on Bree, let’s go and brighten up some more peoples day.” He opened the passenger door of the car for her and she made sure she got in with as much decorum as her mother had told her. Peter went and got into the driving seat and they were off to the party.
Peter kept up some light chatter while they drove and Bree was feeling much more settled when they arrived. He parked the car and came around to the passenger side to help her out. When she stood up they were very close together and Bree did something so extraordinary she would think about it for days. She put her hand up to his head and pulled him towards her for a kiss which he immediately responded to. They stood there, locked lip to lip, for several seconds and then they moved back from each other, smiling. “I’m sorry about that, Peter, I don’t know what came over me” she said. He laughed and told her she had nothing to be sorry about and that it was the best thing that had happened to him all year.
When they went into the hotel she took her coat off to reveal her cobalt blue dress and Peter, once again, told her she was stunning. When they went into the dining area they were greeted by the other workers and all the girls from the D2G lines told her she put them to shame. When the receptionist greeted her Bree was amazed that she now matched her for looks, something that the morning of her interview would never have crossed her mind. Mr Jackson gave her a kiss on the cheek and said “Bree, you light up the room tonight, I am so glad you could come.” He shook Peters’ hand and told him to look after her as she was very special. Peter told him that he knew that already.
They had a good meal and when the dancing began she was no longer afraid to try, telling Peter she was no good at all they managed quite well, especially the slower numbers when she was held tight to him and put her arms around his neck. She had to stop to consider her options when she felt his manhood pressing against her thigh but she thought that it may all work out for the best. At one point in the evening the band started playing the Madison and she was pulled onto the floor by the other girls and had to follow their lead. As they all got into the movements the band kept it going until everyone was laughing so much they had to stop dancing. When she got back to their table Peter put his arms around her and gave her a big kiss, right there in front of everyone. This was the trigger for all the men to kiss their wives or dates.
Near the end of the night Mr Jackson told them that it had been a good year and that there would be a bonus in their wages next week. He then said that there would be a small crew that would be needed to work between Christmas and New Year as they had a lot of goods coming through for the January sales. There would be a note on the clock-in cards on Monday for those who were required. When Peter and Bree got into his car to go home, she put her head back against the headrest and thought of how wonderful it had been. She was not a grey wallflower anymore but someone who was considered ‘special’ by others. When they got back to her house they kissed for several minutes before she got out, waving to him as he drove away. Her mother was still up and they had a cup of cocoa each and she told her mother about the evening and that she was happy to be who she was, now.
On the Monday there was a note on her clock card that said she was required to work between the holidays and would need to come in on day shift in that week. She went to the office and told them that she would need to have some time off after the New Year as she needed some surgery and they noted the days she would need. That evening the guys were all talking about how good the party had been and how much they enjoyed watching Bree and Peter make out on the dance floor “Almost sizzling” said Tom. Christmas day came around and she stayed at home with her parents, exchanging gifts. Peter had been invited to lunch and he gave her a friendship ring while she gave him a set of cufflinks. Neither gift was as good as the kiss they shared before he left.
There was no late shift that week, they did twelve hour days and Bree spent a lot of time on the forklift, sometimes needing to take boxes straight out of the trucks and delivering them directly to the outgoing bays. It was full on and Mr Jackson put on a buffet with drinks on the last day, saying that they had all done very well. He came over to Bree before they left and asked her if she could type. She said she could but was a bit slow. He said that it was good and would she consider taking over the receptionist seat for a couple of weeks when she came back from her hospital stay as the receptionist would be taking her holidays. She said she was happy to and went home that day to tell her mother.
In the week after the New Year she went into hospital and had her testes removed. The doctor spoke to her before the operation and asked if she wanted to have a more realistic female form down there and she signed the papers that allowed him to do what was necessary. When she woke up again she had bandages and a catheter and was on a drip. The doctor came in and said that everything went well and that she would be told the results of the biopsy before she was allowed to go home. When that day did come around she found that her panties fitted so much better and the doctor told her that she had avoided cancer by a short time as there were bad cells in her testes. Well, she thought, my ex-testes.
Marianne G 2021
