A Wildcat Fall 14

Dear Readers, this is the continuing saga. I would appreciate any feedback. Constructive criticism is important to me as I am writing this story. Thanks.

Chapter Fourteen

Tiffany called Gina as she drove from their new digs out to the band house. “How long’s it been since we’ve hung out?”

Gina laughed. “Too long. I count a month since Teri’s surgery. Five, six weeks, right? Whatcha been up to?”

“God, I hate it. I’ve had to focus on so much crap like tile, and sinks, and faucets. I’m drowning. Who really looks at that stuff? Right, like I’m supposed to care about kitchen flow and where to put the dishwasher. Did you know that kitchen appliances come in textures and colors? And don’t get me started about counter tops!”

Gina was laughing. “Sounds like you need a break.”

“Break? No, I need to stop this shit and get laid. This whole experience could drive me back to drink.”

“Where are you?”

“Just leaving the townhouse we’re renting. We’re over near Bruno.”

“Okay. Stop and turn around. Meet me at Lowes.”

“Lowes? Gina, I don’t want to look at any more of this shit.”

“I agree. You need a specialist to do all this work for you. We’re going to find you one.”

“At Lowes? That’s where you buy nuts and bolts. But I need to get screwed.”

“Sure, don’t we all. But you need a person who wants to do all that work for you. Someone who listens, measures, and then draws everything up. After that, you look through a catalog until you find a kitchen that you like. They even come out and install the whole thing. You just hand them your credit card. After that, we’ll talk to an interior decorator. You look through another catalog and point at what you like. Boom, hand them your credit card.”

“Now you’re talking.”

“And those same people will do a thing for your bathrooms. Speaking of bathrooms, are you going to go for the double tub?”

“Natch, babe. Mike wants us to have a bathroom he saw in Architectural Digest.”

“There you go. Point at pictures, hand them your credit card.”

When they finally got to the band house, everyone discovered that Teri had come out earlier because she wanted to play her vinyl at full volume. Zoe was the first to walk in and watched Teri dancing around and playing air guitar. She smiled watching Teri’s skirt lift up as she spun around. She stopped to think about the last time she saw her wearing a dress off stage.

Zoe turned the volume down to get her attention. “You’re going to blow out the windows. We never play this loud down in the studio.”

“Yeah, but that was Stevie Ray Vaughn and Double Trouble. Did you hear those riffs?”

“Couldn’t miss ‘em.”

“He’s got this completely different way of strumming his guitar; I’ve got to show you.”

“And I will listen and learn.”

“I’m sorry. I guess I’m really excited about being back. Please excuse my enthusiasm. How are you and little Boomer?”

“Boomer is going crazy. She’s got weeks to go and wants out. And honestly, I’m scared, but ready.”

“How’s Bruno handling this?”

“He’s more frightened than me. He’s burying himself in design projects and disappearing in his workspace, and talking business whenever he can. He even went down and did a shift at his tattoo parlor.”

“I was thinking about getting another tattoo, but I want to talk to Min and maybe fly down to Atlanta. I haven’t asked Jenn if she’s interested in a getaway. Besides being my nurse, she’s been buried in her classes.”

“Does she like it?”

“Loves it.”

“Who loves it?” Tiffany and Gina walked into the living room.

“Jenn and school.”

“Oh, I thought we were talking about sex. I could come over and give you two pointers. Love to get the two of you under the covers with me. But, you know, since your surgery, maybe Gina would be the expert, after all, she’s our vagina queen!”

Gina was looking at Tiffany and shaking her head. Then she turned back and smiled at Teri. “Four weeks since your surgery, right? Got any feeling down there yet?”

Teri smiled. “Enough.”

Tiff clapped her hands. “Have you had the big O yet?”

Gina laughed. “Ah, yes. Tiff has a way with words, doesn’t she?”

Teri hugged Gina then walked her away. “What did Grace think of your gift?”

Gina smiled. “She loved it and said it was better than an engagement ring.”

Teri kissed her ear. “Do you think I should offer one to Jenn?”

Gina smiled. “The way I see it, she’s going to propose to you. I think that you’re meant to be her blushing bride.”

“C’mon. I’ve heard that before, but I’m not all girly. Why am I the bride?”

Gina tugged on Teri’s summer dress. It was a sleeveless blue and white dress with a body hugging top with spaghetti straps, and a flared skirt that came two inches above the knee. “You look like a princess. Maybe lose the sneakers and get some extensions, and you’ll be perfect bride material. If you wear white, should she go masc and wear a suit?”

Teri whispered, “I was thinking about extensions. Do you think that’s too gay?”

Gina hugged her. “Listen to the girl who’s got the brand new vagina. I love you, babe, and you know Jenn will love however you look.”

Teri squeezed her back. “So here’s another thing. Since my surgery, my body’s beginning to change. I’m fleshing out.”

“Where?”

“My boobs, hips, and butt. It’s crazy. The surgeon’s got me on this hormone prescription. She said it will help me heal faster. But I’m bloating out and feel like a whale!”

“Has Jenn noticed?”

“Uh-huh. She’s all over me, like groping everywhere. I have to buy bigger bras. I’m more than an A-cup now.”

“New dress?”

“Yes. It’s simpler to wear dresses since my surgery. I have to wear a pad. Capris and leggings are too hard to manage. Eventually.”

“Girl, wearing a pad, you can pretend you’re having your period.”

“Yeah, that’s what Jenn said. And I told her that’s not funny.”

Gina was studying her. “You’re not wearing a bra either, are you?”

Teri blushed. “I don’t have the right bra for this dress. And well, I was going to buy more, and Jenn told me to wait until I stopped growing. Growing! It’s like I’m going to need all new clothes. I’m going to have to go back to Jersey Girl and talk to Barbara. This is embarrassing. I mean if I use my hands and push my boobs together, I can make cleavage!”

Gina hugged her. “It’s okay. It’s a woman thing. Welcome to the club.” As she was hugging, Gina cupped Teri’s chest gently. “They’re nice and soft. Does that feel good when I caress them.?”

Teri turned bright red. “Uh, yes, it really does, and well, everything feels good. It’s driving me nuts. Jenn is doing all this stuff, and it gets me going. I lose my mind and start screaming. I have no control and melt when she does all that stuff.” She looked around to see if anyone was listening. I’m having these huge orgasms that make me scream and cry. It’s totally humiliating.”

“Cause you’re acting all girly and gay, huh?”

“Well, yes. Everything’s different. I liked my old body and it was familiar. But now, it’s more than surgery, it’s my whole self that’s changing. And the worst part about it is that I want more.”

Gina smiled. “Okay. You definitely need to share what’s happening to you with Grace.”

“It’s embarrassing.”

“Teri, you’re experiencing woman issues. You have a great counselor who happens to be a woman if you haven’t noticed.”

“Oh, I have. And it’s getting worse. I have this enormous crush on Grace, and I’m afraid to say anything. I mean, I want to take our clothes off together. If I say the wrong thing, she won’t be my counselor anymore. And how am I supposed to talk about orgasms with her?”

“Did you have orgasms when you were Terry?”

“Not like this. I mean, they were never real guy orgasms cause nothing worked. Just little climaxes, sad little climaxes.”

“And since you’ve had your surgery, it’s changed?”

“Jenn tells me that my mind has relaxed and I’m able to let myself go. But it’s upsetting. This all makes me crazy, like mad-dog foaming at the mouth. And I don’t have to be high. Although…”

Gina squeezed her hand. “Welcome, girly, welcome. Ain’t it great?”

Teri blushed. “And that’s what makes it so embarrassing. It’s awesome.”

Gina gave her a hug. “Okay. So we’ve established that you’re not sick or dying by opening another door. Adjusting is unsettling, but exciting.”

“Okay.” Teri smiled. “So this is normal?”

“Yep. Grace and I experience this all the time when we make love. It’s best when we both just relax and enjoy what we’re doing together. Have you always pleased Jenn?”

“Of course. I love getting her excited.”

“And now you’re understanding how you make her feel.”

“Yeah, but in some ways, it was my guy brain pleasing her. You know, I guess I saw myself as the top. But I’m realizing that I was never in charge. And now it’s the losing control part that scares me.”

“Just imagine it’s your first ride on a giant roller coaster. You’re frightened, nervous, scared, all those things. But then you realize that you’re thrilled, too. And all that excitement is like an orgasm. Suddenly, you’re not frightened and looking forward to another ride.”

“Uh-huh. Yes.”

“Promise you’ll call Grace today.”

“Okay.” She sighed and hugged Gina. She watched her go over and talk to Zoe. Teri watched when Lisa walked in and everyone was hugging and kissing. It was amazing how much they loved each other. Sighing, she realized that she was truly a Wildcat now, a member of an all-women band if she accepted that being intersex is the same. As she was daydreaming, Lisa yelled out to her.