Carla and Julian
By Julie Dawn Cole
Chapter 2

That Spring Break adventure signalled a big change in my life. I felt completely different about myself knowing that somebody was attracted to me and I had brought so much joy to Carla. She could have her pick of many boys yet she chose me. Mum commented that she was so happy that I had stopped locking myself away in my room alone and she really liked Carla who called around regularly and sometimes brought her flowers.
I wanted to spend more and more of my spare time with Carla and lucky for me she felt the same. We went out regularly together to movies or to eat and I even accepted going to some bars in one of the better areas of Monterrey. My social contacts increased though I was more popular amongst the girls because they felt that I could be trusted which meant they confided in me.
Dad was so pleased with the change in my personality and the fact that I seemed to be in a relationship that he felt was improving my confidence and my grades improved significantly. I wanted to show Carla that I could match her attainment levels and apart from sport I did.
At the end of the college year my results were so good that I won an award and dad surprised me with a gift of my very own car. It was a VW Beetle with a soft top that was just perfect. It was top of the range and some of the college boys were clearly envious. They said it was a bit girly but really I didn’t care. It was just the right size and big enough for Carly and I.
I was now free and I could return favours to Carla so we went for long drives to nice locations where we could walk hand in hand or lay in the shade under a tree and continue where we left off at Spring Break. I loved her to pieces and she made me tingle all over when she kissed me or nibbled my ear and whispered that she loved me.
Unfortunately, later that summer we were forced apart when Carla’s parents insisted Carla went with them on vacation to see family in San Diego that meant we were separated for 3 weeks. I was invited to go with them that regrettably was impossible, as Carla knew, since I didn’t have the required documentation. I was gutted. Carla tried to persuade her parents that she stayed in Monterrey but they were adamant she went with them. The vacation was planned to coincide with a family wedding and Carla was a bridesmaid so needed to be there in advance of the wedding to be fitted for her dress and support her cousin.
As it happened I was also due to go to Mexico City with mum and dad that was part business and part vacation but I was spitting feathers when dad announced it had been delayed by 2 weeks so that meant Carla and I would be apart for around 5 weeks altogether. Dad had arranged to open a new office and he was meeting some new staff and he was keen for me to meet them and for them to meet me. He suggested I spend some time in the office so I would understand more about the the business. It was his plan for me to join the company when I finished college so I had little choice but to go with them. Some vacation and my car left at home.
Whilst Carla was away on her vacation I enjoyed my little car and drove around the Monterrey area to occupy some of my time. I loved to drop the top down and let the wind blow through my hair. I soon learned that I needed a cap for the top of my head to cover my shoulders and arms from the sun. I usually waited until late afternoon until the sun was dropping but mum wasn’t keen and she emphasised that I should take extra care in case I was mistaken for a young woman. I was a little shocked but I guess she was right since I had let my hair grown longer with Carla’s encouragement and she had been trimming it for me. As it happened I preferred to drive in quieter parts of Monterrey anyway and no way would I go downtown where some streets were renowned for gangs of lads having a good time and getting into trouble.
Luckily Carla and I kept in daily contact and she always ensured that we spoke, e-mailed or sent texts to each other every day and avoided social contact with other people our age as much as possible. I suppose neither of us wanted to lose the other. Sometimes Carly would contact me several times a day, especially when she was out shopping with her mum for her dress and various things for a wedding party.
I was amazed how beautiful she looked in her dress when she sent a photo for my approval. I was not used to seeing her in a dress since mostly she wore trousers, leggings or shorts. The dress also showed her slim waist the colour was very feminine. As Carla switched off her phone she whispered that she wished it was us.
I wished I was with them to see a USA wedding and to watch Carla and maybe tease her too. She was more like her dad than her mum and I guessed she might want to change for the wedding party celebrations.
My father was very busy during our trip and mum was frustrated so she persuaded him to let me squeeze a few days freedom to go sightseeing and shopping with her. He was happy to oblige and whilst I enjoyed watching how the business was being set up and meeting his employee’s they didn’t seem comfortable with my presence. I wasn’t sure if they thought I was a snitch as the boss’s son or if they were prejudiced because I was Chinese and they resented us being successful in their country. One of the female staff was particularly unfriendly and I overheard her comment suggesting I was effeminate and gay. I was getting used to comments like hers but I couldn’t help my Asian soft skin and slight build or the fact that I had soft features.
I didn’t get much contact with her and I was glad to escape with mum and we took a private tour around parts of Mexico City with a nice female escort, Rosa Maria, who was tall and elegant and did some modelling work as well as being a private tour guide. The city is massive so we only scratched the surface I suppose and since it is at high altitude level if we walked around much we were quickly out of breath. After a while mum had an urge to spoil herself but she also wanted to spoil me too. From time to time she would pick something up and share opinions with Rosa and then hold it against me saying how cute it was and how the colour suited my skin tone. I was ok with it and just a little embarrassed, but I found myself more involved after thinking I’d like to buy something for Carla as a gift. Maybe Rosa didn’t realise I had a girlfriend and she picked up a bright yellow summer dress and said that the colour and style was really nice. She turned to me and asked if I liked it. I guess I just nodded so she asked mum what size I was and should I try it on.
Then she turned and put it back on the rack and for a moment or two I thought she was serious. What if she really was serious? Did she think I was mums daughter or was she just teasing me?
Luckily I got a call from Carla so I found a quiet spot and a seat near the dressing rooms where I could chat whilst they carried on looking. I told Carla about where we were and what had just happened but not that I wanted to buy a gift for her. She laughed when I told her what had just happened and said to enjoy myself and play along if mum was ok about it. Let her have some fun time with me and nobody knew me and I was unlikely to meet Rosa again.
Before she disconnected she said she wanted me to try on the dress and send her a photo. Then in a flash she was gone.
As if by telepathy mum and Rosa were heading towards me with several items including the dress and they ushered me into the dressing rooms.
‘But mum these are female dressing rooms.’
‘Come on never mind they have separate cubicles for changing and look they have large mirrors so you can see how you look before we buy. I don’t want to treat you and then find you won’t wear it.’
‘But mum I’m a boy and somebody will complain.’
‘No they won’t. Anyway it’s quiet and this isn’t a cheap store so less customers.’
‘But mum I will look stupid and I feel really embarrassed.’
Rosa stepped in and supported mum saying I could pass either way so not to worry. She had a basket that was filled with underwear and she passed me some panties to wear under the dress.
Mum came into the cubicle and I undressed with her help. She turned away as I put on the panties but she could still see me in the mirror.
‘We’ll have to do something about that young man if it is going to stir like that when you wear panties. It will spoil the lines of the dress.’
She zipped up the dress and took the tie out of my hair and fluffed it before taking a brush from her bag and tidying it so it hung almost to my shoulders.
‘That’s better. Come on and take a look at yourself in the mirrors outside and see what Rosa thinks.’
I was extremely nervous as I exited the cubicle and Rosa was chatting with a sales assistant and turned around.
‘Wow I was right that colour suits you.’
Mum nodded her agreement and they stepped aside so I could see myself. The assistant asked me to wait whilst she brought a pair of shoes with a heel and asked my size. They had several pairs in the dressing rooms for customer use and she selected a pair with open toes and what seemed to be a high heel.
‘Now that’s even better. The dress is a perfect length don’t you think?;
Mum nodded and I could see the pride in her face.
‘Rosa what do think? You know fashion better than me.’
‘Well in my opinion heels are imperative. More shopping or do you have any back at your hotel?’
‘More shopping as we didn’t bring any. This is my first ever shopping trip with Juliana.’

I was mesmerized by the illusion of myself as a young woman in the mirrors and was encouraged to move around a little to get used to the heels. Mum took several photos of me from all around and then one with Rosa and asked Rosa to take one of us together.
‘You and your mum are so alike.’
I asked that they take a photo with my phone and then had the problem of whether or not I should send it to Carla or not.
I tried more of the items on and then Rosa said I needed to try the dress again now I was more comfortable but this time with more up top. She produced a bra that matched the panties from her shopping basket.
‘Here this is a B cup that should be about right for your frame.’
Rosa was right and with inserts in the bra the dress fitted even better and so we had another round of photos.
‘Do you like it better with your own boobies Juliana?’
‘I guess so.’
‘Don’t worry about it please. I can speak from my own experience. Your mum is in heaven aren’t you?’
‘Well I’ve always dreamed of having a second child. A daughter. Now I think I’ve got two in one.’
‘Mum please. I’m worried about what people will think. Aren’t you ashamed of me? What will dad think? What will Carla think?’

Carla & Julian - Chapter 3

By Julie Dawn Cole

We left the shop with bags split between us to carry but not before Rosa diverted us to the shoe department and that was even more embarrassing for me. I wasn’t sure what the sales assistant thought of me putting trying on shoes and walking up and down so that mum and Rosa could decide which matched the dress and which could be worn casually.
By the time we headed back to the car and the driver I felt I was dreaming and none of this was real. I had been swept along by their enthusiasm and they seemed to be enjoying every minute. Each time I tried to calm them down they shut me up and mum promised that this was just between us and she wouldn’t say anything to dad.

Carla called back as we arrived at the car and I didn’t know what to say when she told me how beautiful I looked in the dress and she hoped I’d wear it for her when she arrived home. As far as I was concerned there was unlikely to be any occasion where I might risk being totally embarrassed dressing in female clothes and mum had been wasting her money.
The hotel porter was happy to help us carry our bags when we reached our hotel and Rosa confirmed a meeting time for the following day to continue our site seeing. We hadn’t seen much of Mexico City just inside department stores and surely mum would have been fine to go by herself with Rosa. Still even though I was nervous I felt that it had been more fun than going to dad’s office.

Mum helped me unpack and hang the clothes putting the underwear in drawers. I had just as many new clothes as I’d brought with me and I still had no idea why mum had been so generous. Maybe they’d fit Carla and I could present them as gifts.

That evening dad had arranged for the three of us to go to dinner at a steak restaurant and mum said we had enough time to try on the clothes we’d bought with the shoes and hopefully we could choose an outfit for the next day and spend time as mother and daughter. She said that dad didn’t need to find out and that she wouldn’t say anything and to keep it between us at dinner.

When dad arrived from his business meetings he was cutting it fine and we were ready and waiting and freshly showered. It was fortunately just the three of us so he couldn’t be criticised for all work and no play. Whilst we were waiting in the lobby I rang Carla who was in her hotel room alone. She showed me her bridesmaid dress although she wasn’t looking forward to wearing it since it wasn’t her scene. It was a colour which really suited her and I tried to persuade her that she had to do it for her cousin and I wished I could be there to see her and support her. She was quick to respond.

‘I wish I was there with you to see my Juliana in the flesh.’
‘Please Carla I have enough with mum and Rosa without you adding to the pressure. Mum wants us to spend the day together tomorrow and she’s already chosen my outfit. I could get into trouble. She wants me to be Juliana.’
‘You are Juliana. Just enjoy it. If your mum approves what’s to worry about? You have my approval too.’
‘I knew you’d take mums side. I’m not sure if you love me as Julian or Juliana.’

‘I love both, but I haven’t really met Juliana properly yet. I can’t wait.’

We took a car with dads driver to the restaurant that was pretty cool. Morton’s the Steakhouse. None of us have big appetites so we selected the smallest fillet steaks with fresh vegetables and just green salads for starters. The steaks were beautiful and very filling. Dad ordered a bottle of expensive red wine that was a bit strong for me. It was recommended by the wine waiter that he said would complement the steak but not being an expert, I’d no idea what he meant. I sipped mine carefully and mum smiled and suggested I use my napkin to wipe my lips or it would look like I was wearing lipstick. It was a good job that dad was distracted and didn’t hear.

He was quite excited and made a toast since our business was developing and he was excited by the prospects that his new team had identified. He wanted us to relax and celebrate. Whilst we were in the car he had called his father to update him, since he was still acting as Chairman of the Company and we listened into the call. Leaving China had been a big risk for him and my grandmother, who had sadly passed away, but on the evidence of what he’d learned they had China just in time before the crackdown.

Dad told grandad that he wanted to take us back to Shanghai soon since there was a lot of new business opportunities and he hoped to find out what had happened to other families who stayed behind. He said he combine it with a business trip to Hong Kong and had some people working on how to ensure we were admitted to both Hong Kong and then China now we had legitimate Mexican residency. I was quite excited by the prospect and couldn’t wait to tell Carla. Maybe I’d even get into the USA one day and take a vacation with her.

We had an enjoyable evening and I managed to sneak off and call Carla leaving mum and dad to have a chat and enjoy the wine. Carla was going out with her cousin and a group of her girlfriends for a pre wedding meal and they were in a bar at their hotel that overlooked the Pacific Ocean. The other bridesmaids were there and they were really good friends of her cousin and had all grown up together so sometimes she felt like the Spectre at the Feast. She sent a me a photo of them and pointed out that all three of them were smaller and slimmer than her so that she felt even more awkward.
I pointed out that she should just relax and enjoy herself as we’d soon be back in Monterrey and we could meet up and exchange stories.

‘Yes I can’t wait to see you in your new outfits, especially the yellow dress.’
‘Carly I’m not sure about that. I intend to give it more serious thought tonight and then talk to mum at breakfast and maybe I can persuade her that we should return everything and get a refund.’

‘Don’t do that it isn’t very kind and you would appear ungrateful. What’s wrong with dressing up occasionally? I’m accepting it at the wedding even though it’s not me at all.’
‘Yes but you are a girl and it’s only a bridesmaid dress that can’t be that foreign to you can it?’

‘Well I might just remind you of that one day. You know I’m not the girly girly type. What if my teammates see photos posted on-line. I’ll never live it down.’
‘But surely all girls dress up for weddings or parties or even end of college balls.;

‘Not me so please don’t think of inviting me if that’s what you are getting at.’

Carla I wasn’t getting at anything but if it makes you feel better I’ll keep everything and at least show them to you.’
‘Good but remember that they were gifts and you can’t just set them aside. Maybe just wear them on special occasions. Promise please.’
‘OK but I’m not sure what special occasions there are that would provide an excuse to dress as a girl.’

I didn’t hear Carla’s response very clearly but after we said goodbye I realised she said just leave it to me.
Mum and dad were looking at the menu when I returned to our table but trying to resist a desert. We weakened and decided to order from the desert trolley to finish the night. I couldn’t resist the tiramisu and mum and dad went for the pavlova with fresh berries. We’d had a fun night and rounded it off with coffee and since we weren’t in a hurry to return to the hotel dad asked what we’d got up to earlier in the day.

I started to answer saying we’d visited a few sites accompanied by a lady called Rosa but it had been hot and tiring so we’d ended up in a mall. Mum chipped in to say we’d taken in a few shops and bought some new clothes for me but luckily dad wasn’t too interested in fashion items and suggested some places to visit for the next day. His preference was the National Museum of Anthropology to see the Aztec exhibition. It was of interest to me but I thought mum had other ideas.
When we arrived back at the hotel we sat in the lounge for dad to have a nightcap. Really he wanted to escape to the veranda to have a smoke so mum and I had some iced water melon. Mum asked how Carla was enjoying her vacation knowing we’d chatted earlier and I said she wasn’t looking forward to being a bridesmaid but she liked the location and meeting up with her extended family.

Then she told me that she hoped we would find some of our extended family if dad could arrange things and she asked if I’d like Carla to join us if it could be arranged. My face obviously lit up and I said it would be great. I daren’t think about telling her though until dad was sure we’d be safe and we had our documentation in place. Mums aunt and uncle were still in Shanghai and dads contacts had traced them to a small apartment in the Hongqiao area that she hoped still existed and hadn’t been knocked down when the new transport hub had been constructed.
They had married and they had two children that was rare in China because of the 1 child per family rule but one of my cousins had been raised by another relative. My mothers aunt had been a school mistress and her uncle an engineer but their home and possessions had been taken. Mum had been determined to get them out of China if she could but they’d refused. She hoped they’d at least be healthy enough to visit Mexico. She said she wanted all the family to be back together for my wedding day.

I was naturally taken aback because whilst Carla and I were getting quite serious we hadn’t discussed anything of the kind and I wasn’t sure I was ready anyway. As far as I was concerned I was far too young but mum reminded me that I was Chinese and lots of people married at my age especially the women. She was only 19 years of age when she married dad and I was born 3 years later.
‘But mum women might be younger than men when they marry in China but we are in Mexico and anyway Carla is American. She is a year older than me anyway. I thought I’d be at least 25 before I was ready. I haven’t finished my education yet nor started work and same for Carla,’
‘But you and Carly seem well suited. Haven’t you at least discussed it together? We have a big house so you could live with us when you’ve finished college. Anyway just think about it. If you marry a USA citizen it will be easier for you to travel there. Wouldn’t you like that? I had discussed my plans with my mum before leaving school and I had made a plan for my wedding and written it all down.’

‘Mum you were a young woman and girls seem to dream of their wedding day but Carla isn’t like that and for that matter neither am I. Even if I asked her she’d probably reject me.’
‘I don’t think so Julian I can see there is a sparkle there. Mums know these things. Sometimes I dream what it would have been like if I’d had a daughter so we could sit and make plans. It was so exciting for me and your grandmother.’

‘Mum I’m sorry that I didn’t have a sister for you to spoil. Is that why we had a girly time this afternoon and you spoiled me and bought me a new wardrobe and that nice dress?’

Mum apologised and she didn’t mean to sound ungrateful and give me the wrong impression and our conversation stopped as dad returned. He ordered a brandy and settled down beside mum and I excused myself and headed to bed to avoid more embarrassment.

Carla & Julian - Chapter 4

By Julie D Cole

As I was getting a shower before I got into bed to watch some tv when my mobile rang. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around me and just managed to reach it before the caller dropped the call. As I anticipated it was Carla. She said that she was just wanting to check on me to see how I’d got on with mum and dad.

I told her that it was just dinner together and that dad was too distracted with a business deal for us to have much of a social conversation together but mum had been treating me more like her daughter rather than her son and I’d got a bit frustrated so I decided to come to my room when dad came back from a call.

‘Oh Julian I’m sorry I hope that you didn’t fall out. Your mum seems really nice.’

‘She is nice, but I just had to tell her that I was sorry she was so disappointed that I was born a boy.’

‘I’m sure she didn’t mean that. I you sure that you didn’t misunderstand her? Was it because you went shopping together and she spoiled you and had fun together like mums and daughters do?’
‘Well it was more than that because you came up in the conversation and she was jumping to conclusions.’

‘What sort of conclusions?’

‘She felt that our relationship was blossoming and suggested if I had been a girl we’d have been making wedding plans like she was doing when she was my age.’
a bit awkward although I’m flattered if she thinks I’m a good match for you. I would have thought she’d have been selecting a suitable candidate from your Chinese family friends. I guess she doesn’t know much about me and that I’ve no plans to get married or have children.’

‘It’s none of her business, nor mine for that matter.’

‘Oh.’

‘Sorry Carla that came out all wrong. I really do like you and we had a wonderful time at Spring Break. I have never met anybody like you before. I didn’t expect to ever feel about another person like I do about you.’

‘So your mum is right then? She can see that you are infatuated by me.’

‘No. That’s wrong. I’m not infatuated by you. I like you and you seem to like me but that’s it. We are different. I’m from China and you are an all American girl.’

‘I thought you were born in Mexico.’

‘I was but you know what I mean. My family are all Chinese and my parents had to leave with their parents to avoid losing everything and came to Mexico with false documentation. I’m a refugee.’

‘No your not you are Mexican Chinese with official papers and your family are a big asset to Mexico and I’m sure they’d be welcome anywhere. Your grandfather and father are smart business people and they’ve created a lot of jobs for Mexican people.’

‘Well one of my problems is that I don’t think I can match their expectations..

‘Course you can. You have plenty of time on your side anyway. Besides you have the advantage of your looks as well. That counts for a lot these days.’

‘I’m Chinese. I have a small nose and a soft skin. No muscle and not very tall. How can all that be an advantage?’

‘Well you know my preferences and you do it for me. I think you are very cute.’

‘Thanks but that’s probably what mum thinks too. Hence the shopping trip and the yellow dress, Rosa seemed to be encouraging too..

‘Well I’m printing the pictures you sent when I get home. One or two of the girls here saw them on my phone. My cousin wanted to know who you were.’

‘Did you tell her I wasn’t a girl?’

‘Not exactly. I just said you were my best friend Juliana.’

‘But that implies I was your girlfriend and I was wearing a dress.’

‘If that’s what they want to think so be it. They are miles away from us and it’s not like we’ll bump into them. I hadn’t seen her for more than 5 years. Anyway, what are you doing now?’

‘I was half-way through freshening up in the shower ready to get into bed and watch some tv. I’m sitting here with a towel around me and my hair was wet when we started chatting. I put a small towel around it.’

She apologised and giggled. She asked me to switch to a video call to see what I looked like with a towel around me. Luckily the signal wasn’t good enough for it to last long but long enough to tease her by feigning shyness and keeping the towel covering my chest area. It went down past my knees.

We had to drop the video call and revert to a standard Skype call.

‘Pity but at least I saw you. Definitely looking cute so no wonder I fancy you to bits. I wish I was there with you since this is not really my scene. I’ll be glad when the weddings over. How about I persuade dad to buy me a flight home via Mexico City and at least see you for two days and travel home with you and your parents.’

‘I can’t see dad traveling home with us. He always changes his schedule but seeing you would be great. But please don’t do it if the flight is expensive.’

‘Let’s see. No promises but I don’t think dad will mind. Anyway you’ve given me an idea.’

‘What’s that?’

‘It’s only an idea so best to wait and see.’

We finished the call and I suggested Carla enjoyed her night and just message me when she got back to her room in case it was late. The bride and bridesmaids had an early appointment for make-up and hair so I doubted they’d be late back. Carla was not big into make-up and I was looking forward to seeing her with professional assistance.

I removed the turban like towel from my head and wet my hair again so that I could brush it and dry it with the hair drier. It was almost to my shoulders and mum seemed keen on me having it trimmed and styled and I was warming to the idea. I put on a large fluffy white dressing gown and lay on the bed and switched on the tv. I found that I could choose some old films so opted for a Tom Hanks film with Meg Ryan called Sleepless in Seattle. By the end of the film the music had really set me off and I needed a tissue to wipe the tears away. When I fall in love seemed strangely appropriate just as a message came through from Carla to say they were back early at their hotel.

I cleaned my teeth and put on my sleep shorts and top and sent a kiss back to Carla and snuggled up under the sheets. I had a lot going through my mind after the day I’d had and I was thinking about Carla and wishing I was with her for moral support. It was probably around midnight when I finally got to sleep and I was meeting mum and dad for breakfast at 7am.

I was up at 6am and I was trying to decide what to wear when had a call from mum who said that dad was skipping breakfast and had already left the hotel. She decided to come to my room and I knew that was to persuade me to pick an outfit we’d purchased. It was a clear day outside and she insisted that I wear white shorts and a light cotton top in a pale green colour that was clearly from the ladies fashion department. I had some plain white tennis shoes that matched and I got the necessary approval.

The shorts had small pockets so I had no place to keep my wallet or room card so mum went back to her room to pick up a small clutch purse that I could carry. It seemed big enough and I transferred my credit cards card and cash. It had a place for my room key so we were set to go.

Mum asked if I’d heard from Carla and I told her about the conversation we’d had and that she was thinking to re-route home via Mexico City after the wedding day and spend the last two days with us. I asked if dad would mind if I skipped the days in the office and she said not to worry since this was supposed to be a vacation.

We had a leisurely breakfast since Rosa wasn’t collecting us until 9.30 am. It was nice to have a wide selection of various cuisines since it was an international hotel. There was a party of Japanese guests, mainly women, some USA businessmen and a few Europeans that I presume were German.

Each time I went up to the buffet I felt eyes upon me and mum just had to comment as I sat back down.

‘I told you these shorts were a bit too well fitted. Have you seen the men over there staring at me. I should go change I think. I’m embarrassed.’

‘Don’t be silly just ignore them and don’t make eye contact. They are harmless.’

Then mum surprised me by telling me that she’d discussed my blossoming relationship with Carla and how she felt it was serious. I was speechless and finally said mum shouldn’t be so presumptuous and our relationship was more like best friends.

‘Look Julian your dad thinks it’s a great idea.’

‘Why? I haven’t even finished my studies yet.’

‘He sees a big advantage for you when you do marry Carla and would help you both.’

‘Why would dad be so kind, he’s never met Carla as far as I can recall.’
‘He knows her parents from playing golf but he knows they are from Los Angeles and they came to Monterrey for Carlas dad’s job. Your dad would like to open an office in Los Angeles and he thinks if you and Carla married then you become eligible for an immigrant visa that could be organised in less than 12 months. Plenty of time to finish studies but Carla would need a job and a salary.’

‘Mum please. Is everything a business deal with dad? What about the idea of marrying someone for love not for a business deal? Did you marry dad to expand his business empire?’

‘Julian no I did not. Your dad is thinking about you and your future. You’d have a nice wife and American citizenship or a green card that enables you to travel more freely and have a better life than our parents had and without being restricted to Mexico like we have been. Your dad is still going to sort things out but it takes time. Marrying Carla is a sure way that is risk free.’

‘Mum I am sure you both mean well but don’t you think we should let things run the course a bit first.’

‘Well you know what your dad is like. Within 30 minutes of me telling him about you and Carla he had it all worked out. Our aim was always to move to the USA as you know. One day we’ll get there and as your dad says this is a gift from the sky.’

‘But mum don’t Carla and I have a say in this? We are adults after all. You do realise that Carla is strong willed don’t you? If she got wind of this plan of dads she’d go mad.’

‘Well I’m sure you can coax her surely. She really does have an eye for you and from what I’ve seen so far she is attracted by your femininity.’

‘Is that what all the shopping trip was about yesterday? You think I should be using my looks to entice Carla?’

‘No Julian. Yesterday your dad knew nothing about your relationship with Carla and I just wanted to experience time with you as a daughter rather than you be uncomfortable as my son.’

‘But I am your son and it didn’t stop me joining you on your trip. I did it for you and to be honest the more I’ve thought about it the more I liked it. Mainly because it made you happy and I felt different.’

‘So can I ask you something?’

‘Yes why not?’
‘Do you think that Carla is straight or does she prefer women?’

‘Mum she likes men and women. That doesn’t make her a lesbian.’

‘Yes, but she does seem to be more of a tomboy than your other friends and she is very popular with all her teammates.’

‘Would it worry you if she did prefer girls to boys? She’s not likely to be marrying me if that’s the case.’

‘Well as long as you were both happy then I’d be happy. Better still if you made me a grandmother. It can be a boy or a girl.’

‘Mum you surprise me. Surely you’d want any child of mine to be a girl so you could help them make wedding plans as soon as they were old enough.’

‘Please Julian. I’m sorry about what I said yesterday I didn’t mean it. Really I didn’t.’

‘Mum I know you didn’t, but I can’t help who I am. I’ve tried to make you both proud of me.’

‘Julian I love you so don’t misunderstand my motifs yesterday. I have a beautiful son and I wanted him to have a bit of fun with me.’

‘I did mum. Just for you here I am again dressed as you decided earlier. To spend more time with you as Juliana.’

‘So you forgive me?’

‘Nothing to forgive as long as you and dad don’t interfere and scare Carla away.’

‘So are we going site seeing or more girly time today?’

‘What do you think? Whilst we are out I hope we’ll get some pictures from the wedding and some confirmation that Carla is coming to meet us.’

‘I hope so. I’d love it if we can spend some time together, away from your dad of course.’

‘She’ll just be getting up. Probably panicking and nervous. She has something up her sleeve as well. Shall we buy her something nice whilst we are shopping?’

Carla & Julian - Chapter 5

By Julie D Cole

As I expected Carla called as soon as she was awakened by her alarm. She was due to shower then meet her cousin and the other two bridesmaids in her cousins suite where they’d be eating a light breakfast then they would be having hair and make-up done. They had to be dressed and ready for the 11 am ceremony and Carla couldn’t believe it would take 4 hours to prepare. But she was under the control of a wedding planner so for once she was following instructions.

Mum was earwigging to our conversation and spoke to Carla since she was excited for her and she said that she would have loved to be involved and envied the mother of the bride. It seemed that Carla’s mum was as equally excited as her sister and that the wedding was costing an absolute fortune. The call had to end when mum insisted that Carla got moving and I was reminded that Rosa was due anytime.

Rosa arrived and outlined our suggested schedule that received mums immediate approval despite picking up my signs showing I was not so enthusiastic. The morning was a visit to the Palacio De Bellas Artes so more walking and lots of photos. It was a massive place and whilst it was truly beautiful I knew it would be very hot in the sunshine but Rosa just countered saying we would use umbrellas as sun shades. Mum suggested I wore flat comfortable shoes like her and she selected a pair that matched my outfit.

Rosa had a venue and a table booked for a light lunch and in the afternoon we were due to relax and visit a Spa and Wellness Centre. As long as the venue had a good wi-fi connection I was quite happy so that I could keep in contact with Carla and see what she looked like.
Walking around the Palacio was amazing but tiring in the heat and I was glad I was wearing shorts and that we visited before the temperatures peaked for the day. I was aware that I received a lot of attention and whilst I’d always stood out being of Asian descent in Mexico these were more showing interest or being slightly confused. Rosa said it was not surprising since my look was androgynous and I was appearing as both effeminate young man and attractive young Asian woman. I was slightly embarrassed but at the same time I liked the attention as long as it wasn’t aggressive.

By the time we reached the restaurant I found myself copying Rosa’s mannerisms and her walk taking smaller steps. She was tall and beautiful with long curly black hair cascading over her shoulders and she could easily of been a model. No doubt she was the one causing heads to turn and then passers-by would more than likely be looking at me to wonder why we were together. Mum was usually ahead of us taking photos of anything and everything. Rosa pointed out the interesting architecture and soon we were linking arms as we chatted.

Lunch was light and mum and I just shared a burrito whilst Rosa tucked into chicken fajitas. We had drunk lots of water walking around and even more with our lunch so we needed a comfort break before we left the restaurant. When we reached the rest room area the male facilities were being cleaned and Rosa tugged my arm and just said to follow them into the ladies. I stopped and shook my head but she insisted and said I looked cute enough not to cause offence and that ladies had privacy anyway. I was bursting so I didn’t need any persuading. Two other visitors didn’t seem to give me a second look.

We then headed to the spa where we were booked for body massages and then mum was having a facial and a pedicure. I would be free to enjoy the facilities and Rosa recommended I visit the sauna and then relax in the jacuzzi. She would meet us in two hours in the coffee shop since she had a few things to do. Before she left she introduced us to the assistant manager who checked our bookings and gave us an introduction to the layout using a leaflet. We were booked in and then split up since no way was I going to be allowed to enter a female locker room or embarrass myself undressing.

‘Rosa what am I going to do now. People have been looking at me and questioning my sexuality all morning and if I go into the mens locker rooms like this it might cause a fuss or even a confrontation.’

‘Don’t worry Juliana I selected this spa because it has a better class of guest. Nobody will confront you or complain. You won’t be the first member with dual sexuality or dressing as the opposite sex. I’ve never had any problems and I’ve been a member for 5 years.’

‘Well if you think it’s OK but I don’t have a swim suit and I just have the towels and the gown.’

‘You don’t need them since the facilities are segregated and you enter the sauna and the jacuzzi as you were born so no covers needed. You only need a swim-suit if you go into the pool. I can buy you one if you want to swim.’

‘No it’s OK I’ll just have to hope for the best and follow what other people do. I don’t want to stand out.’

Rosa giggled and escorted me to the door wishing me luck as she held it open. I’d never been nervous before entering male changing rooms at school or college even though I was slightly built compared to most students. Nobody bullied me or made fun even though I was quiet and an immigrant. There were several of us anyway.

Fortunately, the changing rooms were empty and I could undress in privacy without any disturbance, strange looks or any challenge. I suppose I would have just appeared gay anyway that wouldn’t have concerned me too much in view of what Rosa said. I used one of the private cubicles and put my belongings in a locker but there was nowhere to keep the key other than the pocket of a dressing gown and nowhere for my mobile phone. Since I’d be unable to keep a contact with Carla I sent a message to let her know I was in the Spa for a while.

I started with a shower and headed to the sauna. It was my first visit to a spa so I had to follow the guidelines and instructions on the posters. My intention was to relax in the sauna and then jump into the plunge pool followed by a long soak in the jacuzzi. I wasn’t surprised to find that we were segregated, male and female in view of the nudity and on this side of the division walls the men who were around didn’t seem to care whereas I felt embarrassed. All the other male guests seemed to have excessive body hair whereas I was almost hairless and it was a bit intimidating at first.

They seemed happy to display their assets walking about but in contrast I used the gown and towels to restrict my exposure. I just had a small bush of hair that I trimmed occasionally as mum had taught me to do ever since it thickened in my early teen years. It seemed strange to me that everybody was expected to enter the sauna and jacuzzi without swimwear I would never have expected that the lady visitors would agree. At least men and women were separated. It seemed like this was common practice so I had little choice but to do the same.

I hesitated as I crossed to where the sauna’s were located and both seemed to be occupied as best I could see. Luckily the main swimming pool was separated and not visible through the glass folding doors that were locked in position and constructed from heavy frosted glass.

I selected the sauna which had 2 people inside and hung my towels and gown on one of the hooks on the wall. I was completely naked save from the band on my wrist holding my locker key. I stopped and covered myself as best I could with my hands. The two men were sitting quite brazenly with legs wide apart facing the door and I felt their eyes on my body as they looked me up and down. My own eyes almost popped out of my head. They both had monsters and they were obviously quite proud. Their bodies were covered in hair and the had thick moustaches and thick heads of hair. I’d tied my own back after showering and then I moved one hand to cover my chest area since one hand was enough lower down.

Both seemed quite a bit older than me so I felt like a young schoolboy in comparison. Carla had complemented me on my smooth soft skin and hairless body but right now I wished I looked more masculine. Both men smiled as if one had quietly commented on my body so I tried to ignore them as I sat down and I crossed one knee over the other as some form of protection so that I was not on full display like they were.

I tried to look through the glass door to avoid eye contact and wiped so of the condensation away to help. I hoped they’d leave or at least cover up but every time I looked their way it was hard to focus anywhere except towards their upper thigh regions. They didn’t seem to be in any hurry to leave and neither seem affected by the heat coming from the coals. Finally, they acknowledged me nodding in my direction and then turned to each other to continue talking. It was a relief and seemingly they were focused on business discussion assuming I was a visitor to Mexico who didn’t speak the language. I didn’t do anymore but nod in their direction. They ignored me sometimes getting excited and waving their arms about with raised voices but not anger or anything for me to worry about.

I decided it was best not to hang around and to leave them to continue their chat in privacy. I was still quite shocked with what I’d seen between their legs. I wondered how they managed to tuck themselves into shorts and pants without discomfort and I was so small by comparison. How could I ever satisfy Carla if that was normal for Mexican and American men. I reflected on our intimacy during Spring Break and somehow Carla did reach a climax several times and wasn’t put off. I had never been in a situation like this before where I had a full on view of the male body even at college since we all took care to be discreet. This was a new experience for me and I wondered if Carla had ever seen other men undressed to make a comparison. What if she did some time in the future.

Once I left them I jumped straight into the cold plunge pool and almost exited just as quickly. I had felt their eyes looking at my naked body as I opened the door and the plunge pool was my escape. If I felt small in the sauna and needing to hide my masculinity there was no problem any more after the cold water surrounded me. I didn’t need two hands to cover my embarrassment.

I gathered my towels and gown and walked over to the jacuzzi and found another hook. It was a relief to enter the jacuzzi and enjoy the warm jets and lay back to relax and my thoughts turned to Carla and her wedding. By now she’d be laughing and joking and mixing with friends and family. I wished I’d been able to join her. Maybe one day I’d get to the States but I wasn’t sure I needed to rush into anything and follow dads idea of a quick marriage and a stable job for Carla through his organisation. I closed my eyes for 20 minutes whilst the jets were on full power massaging myself gently trying to think what Carla would think of me and my family with such a plan.

I could see unclear images through a large glass screen that separated the sauna and jacuzzi area from the main mixed swimming pool. At least everybody appeared to be wearing swimming costumes and I just hoped the screens were one way. I was pretty sure it was.

I reflected on my experiences these last two days with mum. She seemed to encourage me to express my femininity and she had been treating me more like a daughter rather than her son. It was awkward at first but I felt more of a bond with her this last 24 hours that I hoped brought her some joy after the life her family had endured leaving China and their family history. If I could bring her more happiness by being Juliana sometimes I was willing to try. It was a discussion I needed to have but I was fearful Carla might drop me like a stone.

I looked around for an opportunity to leave the water without anybody looking on and gathered my towel and gown and scurried to the changing rooms to shower and shampoo my hair to remove the chemicals in the water that had stung my eyes. I dressed in a cubicle then dried my hair as best I could but as I left I had a few strange looks from a few new customers in view of my outfit and the fact that my hair was almost shoulder length and hanging loose.

Once outside the changing rooms I found the coffee shop and immediately messaged Carla, Rosa was chatting to a friend of hers and she waved as I entered. He complemented me on my appearance and he clearly assumed that I was female. To add to the confusion Rosa then introduced me as Juliana and winked at me. After he reached to shake hand he bent forward and kissed me on my cheek and I wasn’t sure how to react. Then he held out a chair whilst I sat down and asked if he could organise some coffee for both of us. We accepted so he left us to arrange it.

Rosa smiled but I told her that I felt awkward since he probably saw me coming out of the male changing rooms. She said not to worry since they were chatting and even if he was looking my way he was unlikely to have taken notice of the signs on the doors since Jose was more focused on my body. He was also too busy trying to persuade Rosa to have dinner with him and men can only do one thing at once. I responded of course trying to defend us.

She smiled and said she’d agreed to meet him for a drink later and it might lead to dinner but she was always careful because of her history. I didn’t pry and thought she might tell me later if she trusted me enough. I hardly knew her, but it made me wonder what she meant and I hoped it wasn’t anything awful. She seemed so nice.

Jose arrived back with one of his female colleagues carrying coffees on a tray and then he excused himself since he was on duty. As Rosa poured our coffee my phone buzzed and Carla’s number flashed. It was exciting and Rosa smiled and told me not to worry and to answer it. I found a quiet seat and Rosa brought over my coffee. Carla was taking a break and said she was feeling in a good mood after drinking quite a bit of sparkling wine. She asked if I’d enjoyed my spa and I laughed and told her of my experience in the sauna. She said that she hoped I didn’t get too excited and then laughed out loud.

She’d felt awkward in her bridesmaids dress but everything had passed smoothly without her embarrassing herself. She’d wanted to change into something more casual after the speeches but her mum had insisted she didn’t or she’d offend her cousin.

She sent me some images of the ceremony and she certainly looked beautiful with the professional make-up and her hair up in a bun. I told her that I wished I’d been with her to see her up close and personal and she agreed and said we could have danced and then cuddled up later. After a long chat most of my coffee had gone cold and then she gave me some good news to say her father had arranged a flight to Mexico City for her the following day and she hoped to see me in the afternoon sometime.

She needed to ask me something and she had to do it face to face rather than over the phone.

Carla & Julian - Chapter 6

By Julie D Cole

Mum arrived just as I finished my chat with Carla. She looked amazing, at least 10 years younger and smiling from ear to ear. She appreciated the complements from both Rosa and I and in Rosas mind she had no doubt that our Asian skin and soft features were a big advantage. She was very envious.

Mum ordered a cold fruit drink and Rosa refreshed our coffees whilst I told mum my exciting news that Carla had confirmed that she would be flying to meet us the following day. Her plan was to spend the last two days with us before we returned home to Monterrey so mum asked Rosa if she would be available for two more days to drive us around. There was no hesitation and she confirmed it immediately with her office. Mum really seemed to have taken a shine to her.

As we relaxed, we chatted about the facilities and how we wished we had something similar near home in Monterrey. However, I wasn’t so sure about the separation of men and women and would have preferred less nudity but somehow, I’d plucked up the courage. Luckily it was quiet and I had been able to change in privacy. I couldn’t visualize mum going into the sauna and the jacuzzi without covering herself since she was always covered and never exposed bare flesh. I couldn’t ever remember seeing her nude as I grew up.
Rosa switched the conversation and asked about Carla and how serious we were in our relationship. I must have blushed so mum chipped in to say we were in a courtship and she thought we were well matched. I managed to say that we were good friends but that was all.

Then mum suggested that I try out one of the treatments that were on offer, since she felt invigorated and they could tidy up my nails and exfoliate my skin where they considered necessary that was what mum had selected. With Rosa’s help she persuaded me to agree on the basis that she would include Carla that could be a surprise gift.

I was grateful and expected Carla might like to relax after the flight and a weekend of celebration. She was sure to have been succumbing to the temptation of the alcohol that was freely available and may be in need of a detox. I trusted her not to be led astray.

I messaged Carla to ensure that she was still ok and enjoying herself with family. She sent me several emoji’s that made me smile. I interpreted these as a positive message that she was having a nice time. I showed mum some of the recent photos and she wished I’d had the opportunity to attend rather than be trapped in Mexico. As far as she was concerned the sooner we managed to organise a visa the better and she reminded me that if Carla and I were to marry that would be the quickest and safest way given our family history.

We headed back to our hotel and Carla confirmed that she had a flight reserved that left San Diego at 6-30 am arriving in Mexico City early afternoon. Mum asked Rosa to accompany me to the airport to meet her on arrival and also to use her contacts to book appointments at the spa for the two of us for the following day. I was excited but I was sad that Carla and I wouldn’t be able to be together for the treatments or to take a sauna and a jacuzzi together that spoiled the occasion. Rosa just said to leave everything to her and she would provide a solution based on her own experience.

‘But how? These are separate facilities for male and female with full nudity and nowhere to hide.’

‘Well I’m not suggesting Carla go through the men’s side since she it would be hard to hide her bust looking at what you’ve shown me but maybe we can help you to blend in on the female side.’

‘That sounds risky and dangerous.’

‘Well it’s not like you’ll have eyes for anybody else is it and if we visit a friend of mine in the morning before we meet Carla we can see what she thinks. She helped me before my operation.’

‘What do you mean?’
‘Well I wasn’t always like this I was born in a male body and it’s only the last 2 years that I’ve lived comfortably. I had an operation to sort a few things out.’

‘Wow. You are beautiful so have you had hormone treatment?’

‘Yes I started a few years ago and now I’m complete.’

‘But how did your friend help you?’

‘She showed me how to tuck myself in and I wore a skin coloured tight thong with some waterproof body make-up. Basically prosthetic skin that she learned to use when she worked in the film industry. A false pubic bush also helps.’

‘It seems a bit extreme for a day in the spa. Anyway, I have no breasts so I will get some strange looks.’

‘If you fancy trying some and they make you feel more at ease in the female side then she has a variety of shapes and sizes. She can glue them and they do look realistic. I guarantee from personal experience.’

‘Amazing but there is still a major problem and I don’t think you can solve that. Carla may run for her life. At worst I think will just burst out laughing.’

‘This is the same Carla who wanted to see you in the yellow dress your mum bought you?’

‘Well I guess she won’t run and I doubt that she’ll laugh. But our relationship will nose dive I think.’

Mum spoke up having listened intently.

‘Julian it fits. Don’t you see we can explain your dads idea for you both to marry and he will arrange a job for her with good income after you marry and then you can finish college. By the time you finish your visa will be ready and he can set you both up in an office in the USA.’

‘But what if we don’t want to work in dad’s business? I didn’t like the people here in Mexico City. Well more Veronica than the men in the office. She didn’t like me.’

‘Just be confident in yourself you would be working with Americans not Mexicans and they will give you respect. As long it is somewhere nice that is easy to access from home. Your dad will sort out our visas and green cards once he has a business established with you two involved.’

‘Mum it’s all a bit convoluted and Carla may not accept my proposal. Did you consider that?’

‘Trust me Julian I have seen the way that she looks at you.’

By the time we arrived at our hotel Rosa had contacted her friend and an appointment was arranged for the following morning that made me very nervous. Dare I tell Carla or wait to see what came out of the visit. I decided not to mention it and I arranged to chat with her after dinner with dad. She was trying to get to bed early but since she was flying business class she would catch up her sleep on the flight that was almost 6 hrs.

She’d enjoyed her trip but felt it was not quite her scene and it was a long journey for a short stay. I told her that Rosa and I were meeting her at the airport and she quizzed me about her and if this was a new girlfriend. I decided not to say too much other than Rosa was hired to escort us whilst we were in Mexico City and it was mums idea.

Mum had obviously briefed dad on everything that was happening apart from the plans at the spa and the preparations. He talked as if I’d asked Carla to marry me and she’d accepted and was ready to follow the idea of working for the company. As soon as we finished dinner I left them to call Carla whilst they fantasized.

The next morning I dressed casually in shorts and a top and wore sneakers. Rosa picked me up as planned and we arrived at her friends studio that was a professional prosthetics studio, Her friend was introduced as Maria del Carmen and she had lots of evidence of the work she’d done on display. She sat us down to discuss my requirements and I just outlined what Rosa had said the day before. She turned her computer screen towards us and presented the options available that were in three categories temporary, short term and longer term.

I considered the option that Rosa had described with my appendage tucked and a tight fleshed coloured thong and she produced a display model to demonstrate how it fitted and it seemed that the intention was that the thong was just the same as wearing a bikini bottom. It was hard to imagine how anybody would be convinced I was nude so we pursued the other options.
Cost was the main reason I opted for the short-term alternative but then we discussed the prosthetic breasts and things changed. I was persuaded to go for the longer term option that enabled me to use the bathroom and involved gluing the three attachments into position. They were removeable using a solvent that was commonly used in the film industry and didn’t harm the skin.

With Rosa’s help we negotiated a large discount and we then moved through to an examination room where I was asked to undress so that Maria could examine me and decide on the size of breasts that suited my frame. I asked for them to be kept small so that I could still dress as myself and how long they should remain in place.

‘It can be days or if you are happy then anytime up to about 4 months is fine.’

‘But who removes them?’

‘You do it’s not difficult. Of course if someone helps you then all the better,’

I swallowed hard and nodded my approval and about 2 hours later I’d been fitted out and everything toned in. I could use the bathroom but it meant sitting and the breasts were firm and pert so no need to wear a bra. We chose a small pubic bush which matched my hair colour.

Maria asked if she could take a few photographs in her studio where she had a camera on a tripod and some lighting. She was very proud of the final result but she had no intention of using them for publicity or advertising. This was intended as a before and after display for her own records.

Rosa whispered to me that I would make a beautiful young woman and she hoped that I would keep in contact with her after I headed home. She said that she hoped that I would enjoy the experience as much as she had done and it might give me a new outlook on life.

I told her that I expected mum to be delighted since she’d always wanted a daughter but not so my dad who wanted me to follow in his footsteps as he had done with his father. What was he going to think of me like this? Not that he was going to get chance to see me undressed so maybe I could keep out of his way until mum Carla and I headed home. He was due to stay on at least 2 more weeks.

As I settled the bill and thanked Maria I looked at my image in the reception mirror. My new breasts were noticeable but not too prominent and now my shorts fitted more snugly. What was Carla going to think?
In the ride to the airport Rosa was very talkative and she couldn’t wait to meet Carla and to see her face. She doubted she would recognise me and just in case her reaction was bad Rosa promised to step in and explain it was all her idea.

At the airport the driver dropped us and the international arrivals terminal and we found the eta on the display boards so headed to a coffee shop on the balcony looking down to the arrivals hall where we could see the luggage carousels and people searching for their bags. We had time for a coffee and a small snack and Rosa gave me a few tips on how to sit and present in a more feminine way so as to avoid any strange looks.

It was quite a wait so whe Rosa said she needed a bathroom break I decided to join her for safety reasons as much as anything. It was my first time sitting with nothing to hang on to and luckily everything worked fine with no sign of any leakage. It was a relief in more ways than one.

Rosa then encouraged me to let her apply a small amount of make-up on my face and a coat of lipstick. Just to tease Carla and see if she recognised me. Then we headed back to the balcony waiting until we saw that Carlas flight had landed and watching for her to appear at the appointed carousel. I got butterflies in my stomach and they were going crazy by the time I spotted her. We headed back down to the ground floor to wait as close to the arrival door as possible. It was a busy flight but luckily Carla was travelling business so she was one of the first passengers to appear.

She looked around pulling her suitcase and walked straight past us. I felt like my feet were welded to the floor. After what felt like an age, I managed to call her name and she turned around.

‘Julian. Oh my God Julian is that you.’

Carla & Julian - Chapter 7

By Julie D Cole

I couldn’t speak I just focused on her eyes hoping for some sort of recognition since I didn’t feel different. She didn’t get angry nor did she burst out laughing. Instead she let go of her suitcase and Rosa stepped forward to stop it toppling over.

She held out her arms and at last I saw a smile on her lips and as it widened across her face she took two steps towards me and I felt the life come back into my legs so I could step towards her.

‘Julian you look so different. What’s happened? Who has cast a spell on you? You look so sweet dressed like this. Are my eyes deceiving me?’

We hugged for ages and I was too scared to kiss her dressed as I was but it didn’t seem to matter as she took the initiative.’

‘Julian you smell so nice and who has done this to you and turned you into Juliana? And who is this? A new girlfriend? I hope not.’

‘I guess mum chose the outfit and this is our friend Rosa who has been looking after us and escorting us whilst we’ve been here. Apart from my spell at dad’s office of course that was a bit of a pain.’

They shook hands and I could see that Carla was eying Rosa cautiously. ’Well thanks Rosa or whoever did what I’ve wanted to do since Julian and I first became friends. Did you do this for me?’

‘Not exactly. Well I did and I didn’t. Well the outfit is part of a collection mum bought for me and you saw the dress she bought that you said you liked.’

‘Yes I liked it but you still looked like Julian and you looked slightly awkward. Something has happened to you because even in shorts you look like Juliana. Where has he gone?’

Rosa stepped in as she could sense I wanted to tell Carla more but was tongue-tied. ‘We took a detour to see a friend of mine who tweaked a few things and added a bit of padding to complete the effect. Julian has something planned for tomorrow for the two of you that would have been difficult. But now it will be fine.’

‘Oh I’m intrigued. Is it something we can do together? I hope so.’

I got my tongue back. ‘Yes it’s a nice relax at a spa and some treatments like mum had yesterday whilst I was in the sauna.’

‘Oh that sounds nice after my weekend and the long flight but what about you? Are you having treatment too?’

‘All being well thanks to Rosa here. She offered a solution and her friend is amazing. She did something to me but I was scared you might hate it so I’ve been on eggshells since we left her studio. It’s not permanent. It’s just for tomorrow. Then back to normal in time to go home or before dad sees me like this.’

‘I should definitely call you Juliana now I think. Have you grown boobies with this treatment you had. I’m sure I felt a swelling?’

‘No these are just temporary.’

‘Oh well they suit you so don’t throw them away. Are you wearing a bra?’

‘No I can’t detach them. Well I can but only after we’ve been in the spa. I don’t have a bra to wear and we came to the airport directly.’

She smiled. ‘Good job they are not a few sizes larger then like mine. You’d have very little choice.’

‘It was Maria who decided. I needed to hide them from dad in case we see him later. Even if I try to avoid him, he knows you are joining us and he’ll want to see you and talk to you about one of his hair brained schemes I’m sure.’

Rosa took the suitcase as we headed to meet the car and driver and Carla took hold of my arm and after a few steps held my hand.

‘I’m so relieved you aren’t angry Carla. I have let mum influence me since she spends so much time alone and I know that she would have liked a daughter.’

‘Well I guess you are lucky to be able to carry it off. Good job you aren’t built like a footballer or you’d really feel embarrassed in that outfit. Probably Maria would have needed to use a couple of basketballs. How are they staying in place?’

We laughed and I told her that Veronica was a prosthetics expert and they were held using adhesive.

‘Oh you are stuck with them then?’
I guess that’s true. So best you keep your hands off. Could be you’ll get attached to them.’

‘Just give me chance.’

Rosa left us to chat in the back seat of the car as we chatted about Carlas weekend and the wedding and she explained a little about her extended family and her cousin with whom she got along but who was a different personality and a little spoiled in Carlas opinion. Her husband had seemed really nice and went out of his way to be friendly. They had met at university and a lot of their friends were guests at the wedding. Hence Carla had felt a bit out of place and wished I’d been there.

‘So you didn’t find any eligible batchelors then? Nobody trying to pair you off?’

‘No but there were quite a few unattached girls.’

‘Oh so you were on the look-out for girls were you?’

‘No silly. I meant plenty of choice. Lots of girls on the look-out. Anyway I’m not looking.’

‘Why?’

‘I realised something whilst I was at the wedding. People people are thrown together and some are long term friends who everybody expect to marry. Sometimes it’s sexual attraction and sometimes they are scared of being left on the shelf. I’m none of those. I believe in finding a soul mate.’

‘I guess that’s the best option for a long and happy marriage. So I tend to agree with you.’

‘Yes and I came here since I bought a gift for you that I couldn’t wait to give to you. I wasn’t sure if I was doing the right thing when I bought it. Then when I saw you at the airport I had a light-bulb moment.’

‘Oh so no gift then You changed your mind?’

‘No. This isn’t the right time or the right place. It’s not what I planned.’
‘Well there is no time like the present. To give a present I hope.’
‘But now I’m stuck. I’ve said too much. I guess what I was trying to say was that I think that I’ve found my soul mate.’

‘Oh. Anybody I know?’

‘Julian when I passed you at the airport I did notice you but I didn’t recognise you. I thought you looked so cute and beautiful. Then you called my name and I realised why I’d noticed you. My dream girl was calling out to me.’

‘You mean you thought I was a girl and you fancied me?’

‘No. I knew I’d already found my soul mate and she was turning me on.’

‘You like me like this? Dressed as female with boobs and all?’

‘Yes of course I do. Remember the fun we had a spring break. Two girls making love.’

‘How could I forget. That first night will stay with me forever.’

‘Well I might as well give you my gift since the cat is out of the bag. Her I hope you like it.’

I opened the gift bag and removed a small black velvet. It was a diamond ring.’

Then Carla whispered to me. ‘Will you be my soul mate? ‘

‘Thanks Carla. This is beautiful. Does this mean what I think it means?’

‘Yes of course so will you accept it?’

‘Of course I will. ‘

‘But you know what it means don’t you?’
‘Are you saying we should get married?’

‘Of course I am. What else?’

‘Wow that’s a co-incidence. Mum and dad have been pestering me and hoping I would ask you.’

‘So why didn’t you? I’m still available.’

‘But you’ve just asked me and I haven’t had chance to buy a ring yet. I didn’t think you’d want me.’

‘Well now you know so what is it to be? Shall we? Yes or no?’

We hugged kissed and both said yes in unison just as we arrived at the hotel. The ring fitted and as we got out of the car Rosa offered her congratulations. She had heard most of it.

We went to the check-in to add Carla to the account and arrange a separate key card and headed to our room thanking Rosa for her help. Once in the room Carla closed the door and put her suitcase on the stand. I looked in the full-length mirror and my new breasts were quite evident, so I wasn’t sure I’d be able to hide them from dad. Carla put her arms around me and kissed my neck and ear and I turned to fully embrace her and return the favour.

‘Carla, there is something else that Maria did that was fixed into position to ensure we can enjoy tomorrows treat together at the spa.’

‘Never mind just lets relax for a short while. I’ve missed you. I’m so glad you said yes.’

‘We both said yes I recall. But I don’t want you to get too excited yet, not until after tomorrow at least. I’d like to call mum and meet her to tell her our news. She will be so happy.’

‘ I guess I can wait a little longer. I suppose I should let my mum know too. She might be a little shocked though and she’ll probably think this is on the bounce from my cousins wedding and that I felt out on a limb.’

‘Thanks, I think that’s important for both our sakes. I hope she considers me good enough because after all I might have been born in Mexico but I’m Chinese really and you’re 100% American.’

‘Yes 100% American of Spanish descent. So tell me what you meant about this Maria girl fixing something else. Has she put a bet on you losing your virginity or something? She missed the bet if my memory serves me well.’

‘Well I told you that she is a prosthetics expert and I Rosa told me that she does work for film studios.’

‘So let me see her handiwork. You look to have a real set of boobs there under your top.’

I turned away and removed my top before turning back to face her as she sat on the bed. Her eyes widened.

‘Amazing. They look real. Can I touch them.’

‘Of course, but take care because the glue may still be wet.’

‘Funny. Can you feel my touch.’

‘No of course not. She is not that good.’

‘Well she has a touch. A magic touch. The shape and size are so natural and the colouring is perfect. Seems you’ve got the look without the risk we women have. How long do they stay in place?’

‘Well they are semi-permanent and the adhesive is good under water or in the shower. I can go back to her the day after tomorrow and she’ll remove them using solvent.’

‘What if you like them and you want to keep them? I like them.’

‘Probably for up to 3 months I’ll have to call and ask. But it’s not under consideration. I was doing it as my treat so we could have a nice day together and I could join you in the sauna and the jacuzzi.’

‘Well what about down below? You can’t hide that, even with sticky tape.’

‘Well Maria explained the options and she used an attachment that has been used successfully in the film industry on film stars who felt they didn’t want to remove everything and expose themselves in close-up scenes.’

‘You mean you were fitted with a false pubis and other bits and pieces?’

‘If that is the technical term for this area then yes.’

‘Let me see. I’m intrigued. Does that mean you can still go to the bathroom as long as you sit down.’

‘Yes I have tested it before I left the studio and then again at the airport.’

‘But what if the adhesive gets onto your private parts,’

‘Maria is an expert and she handled everything from start to finish.’

‘I’m sure she did. Delicately I hope.’

We smiled together. That relaxed me enough to be confident to remove my shorts and lower my panties.

‘My God I’m going to have one fitted if that’s what she can do. Perfect lips. I could just kiss them.’

‘I turned away in embarrassment. ‘Sorry Carla this is too much in one go. Can we just go meet mum and tell her about our engagement?’

‘Let’s just shower first and let me change out of these clothes. At least let me look the part.’

We showered together and soaped each other and there was no evidence of the adhesive losing it’s strength or becoming detached. Carla gave me a closer scrutiny and was impressed with the finer details of my attachment but again the disadvantage on my part was the last of feeling as she touched me. But nevertheless she became aroused and she pushed me back against the wall and her tongue pushed its way between my teeth and deep into my throat. Then she reached out to turn off the shower and wrapped me in a soft white towel.

I called mum and we agreed to meet in the Executive lounge that gave us time to help dry each other and dress. Mum was waiting as I expected and she stood up to greet Carla with both of them pleased to see the other and hugging.

‘Mum I have some news. Well we have some news.’

‘I can see. Rosa already explained to me. Apparently her friend has been able to feminise you for tomorrow. I can see that she’s done a good job. Are you wearing a bra.’

‘Well mum that’s true but the news we have is bigger than that. Look at this ring. Carla and I have decided to get married. Do you think she should ask dad and that I should ask Carlas dad.’

‘Oh Julian, Carla it’s wonderful news. What a beautiful ring. Is that why you flew in from San Diego?’

‘Yes, I realised we were a perfect match and I should come to Mexico City whilst you were all together.’

‘Do your parents know?’

‘Not yet I wanted to be sure that you were happy first but mainly that Julian would agree.’

‘Well right now you look like two young women together. Very happy ones at that.’

Carla & Julian Chapter 8

By Julie D Cole

Mums comment unnerved me a little but at the same time I didn’t feel embarrassed any more since Carla had reacted so positively. Mum wanted to call dad and tell him but she new that Carla wanted to meet him face to face and ask his permission.

Mum turned to her and spoke ‘Carla, that’s sweet of you but it’s really not necessary with our tradition. My husband’s parents negotiated with my parents and arranged our marriage once I was approved and they followed our cultural tradition.’

‘But Madame Li both Julian and I feel well suited and my parents will assume we have to be legally married and registered as man and wife.’

‘Yes, I understand and that is what I’d like to see too to avoid any future difficulties for passports and travel permits or visas. But most of all for the future of your children.’

‘Mum we have left China so did you and dad follow Western tradition or Chinese tradition.’

‘We had a fully traditional Chinese ceremony and also had a separate civil marriage and registration in accordance with Mexican law that involved following their guidelines. Since you are both residents and Julian was born here this will make it easier but you are a USA national that means that you need to check a few things.’

‘But when we were discussing this in college our tutor explained that it is still considered polite to seek approval of both sets of parents. Do you think Mr Li will be comfortable or not about our marriage?’

‘Carla, he will be delighted since he really likes you and he has mentioned that he hopes that one day you will be part of our family. Even though he was strongly influenced by his own father the family decided to adapt and leave the old traditions in China. My father will want to meet you of course and I wish you could have met my mother. She might have wanted a Chinese wedding ceremony were she still alive but then she grew up in old China when life was different.’

I finally got a word in.
‘Mum we are in a different era and both Carla and I have been raised here in Mexico. Our friends are Mexican, Chinese and American and there are new laws these days since 5 years ago. That is because Mexico has become a popular destination for weddings. We haven’t even considered the wedding yet. This came out of the blue. I know you always wanted a daughter so maybe you can be involved with the planning.’

‘That’s up to Carla and her parents. I’m sure your father and I would like to help make it a special occasion.’

‘We didn’t even discuss it between us yet mum. Carla only asked me to marry her this afternoon on the way here from the airport. I had intended asking her, but she beat me to it.’

‘Well I did tell you. I just had a feeling about you two as I said.’

‘Mum you are the first to know and you know that neither of us like to be centre of attention so we hope the news will leak out without any fuss.’

‘Well we should at least celebrate with dinner when dad gets back and I hope we can meet Carla’s parents when we all get home and have a joint dinner somewhere special. A Chinese banquet would be rather nice and we can invite your grandfather I hope.’

‘See what I mean mum. I knew you’d be wanting to make a fuss.’

‘No Julian I promise. Just let us follow a little bit of tradition and at least prepare a note containing Carla’s birth details and place it somewhere sacred. I think your dad has in mind to use the memorial stone at the graveyard where his mother is buried.’

‘So you and dad have everything planned already?’

‘Sort of but you are our only child and please forgive us for wanting to keep a little Chinese tradition. Your grandfather gave up so much to protect his family and the same for my grandparents. We should never forget.’

Carla spoke up.’ Mrs Li what is the note about? Why leave it in the graveyard?’

‘It was tradition that the parents of the boy identify a suitable partner and send a representative to the parents of the girl to check that they accepted their son. Then the representative establishes the date and time of her birth and record it. The note is then displayed for 3 days on the ancestral alter for anybody to read and state any objection to the marriage.’

I intervened to avoid embarrassment, ’Mum so who is this representative? Who is going to read the note anyway if it is posted in a place that nobody knows exists?’
‘It’s tradition that’s all. It will mean a lot to your grandfather.’

‘I’m OK for that but what about dad? Does he have to vet Carla and arrange to send his employee to meet Carla’s parents? She asked me remember and I already said yes.’

‘Please Julian, both of you, it’s just a tradition from China. Nothing more.’

‘But what if dad doesn’t agree? What if Carla’s parents want to vet us as a family? Who says it has to be the grooms parents? We are equal anyway.’

‘Just calm down and let’s chat with your father about it and you two go call Carla’s mum and dad. I’d hate for them to find out on facebook or whatever.’

‘OK but I need to change as well before dad arrives back.’

‘Who mentioned my name?’

‘Er, dad you’re back.’

‘Yes, I’m early for once since Veronica just dropped me off on her way home. Your mum wasn’t in our room I thought you must be out and about again. Oh hi Carla. How nice to see you. What brings you here?’

‘Hi Mr Li I’ve been to a wedding and I wanted to try to meet you and spend some time with Julian.’

He eyed me up and down with a slight smile on his face. ‘Looks like you did already. Did you get dressed in a hurry and put on the wrong clothes? I hope you two have been behaving.’

‘Dad please be serious for a minute. Carla wanted to talk to you in private.’

‘OK, let’s go over to the corner there. Just order me a large glass of Bourbon on the rocks please.’

Mum touched my arm to stop me saying anything else whilst dad and Carla found seats on two large leather chairs out of earshot. Mum smiled and said not to worry and she called a waiter over.

‘Just stay calm. Your dad will be happy to see you’ve found Carla and that you intend getting married and he hopes you will father many children before he is too old to enjoy time with them.’

‘Mum please. We’ve just got engaged and hopefully we’ll marry and maybe we’ll have children sometime if we are lucky but I’m not ready and I don’t think Carla is either.’

I glanced over towards dad a few times. He was being calm and doing a lot of the talking. I was feeling really awkward and trying to cover the two protrusions on my chest. Should I quickly escape to change and put on a loose top and change out of my shorts or hope dad was too distracted to notice.

Our drinks arrived and since dad was still in full flow we sent the waiter over to them with their drinks. I felt nervous but at least Carla wasn’t getting animated or appearing angry and dad smiled and raised his glass towards mum and I when it was delivered.

After what seemed to be an age dad stood up and Carla followed suit. Then they shook hands and Carla looked across with a big smile on her face.

‘Mum do you think that dad has agreed? ‘
‘Possibly. I don’t think your dad will disagree. He sees this as a perfect solution. You know what he is like for thinking 3 steps ahead. He is so excited about the expansion of his network, or his empire as he likes to call it. He wants you to be free to travel and not suffer the restraints we and your grandparents had. He is still young and fit and he wants to be able to retire in 10 years or so and hand over responsibility to you.’

‘But I don’t think I want to be a workaholic like him. I hope I don’t disappoint him.’

‘The trouble is that the harder he works the more worried I become. I don’t want him to have a heart attack. He just wants you to take it over one day like he did from his father. He is not disappointed in you, he is just impatient for you to finish your studies and settle down and then for you to join him.’

‘But mum, if he ever finds out I’ve not dressed like this by accident and that you’ve encouraged me by buying these outfits what will he do?’
‘What he will do is stay calm and think it through like he always does when challenges occur. Anyway he is already delighted to find you are in a serious relationship with Carla so he doesn’t need to worry about you being gay or anything.’

‘Mum he doesn’t think I’m gay does he? I’ve not ever given that impression or hung around with boys who are inclined that way.’

‘It’s a pity he can’t see you in that yellow dress like I did. You would have made a beautiful daughter.’

‘Mum we ought to return it since I can never wear it. If anybody at home saw me dressed like that I’d be dead meat for sure.’

‘Yes that’s sad but you never know. We’ll keep it anyway. It’s not like it broke the bank.We might find an excuse for you to wear it one day.’

‘Are you dreaming again mum?’

Dad and Carla came back over and dad took my hand, squeezed it and then shook it several times before hugging me. I went rigid trying to hold our bodies apart in case he felt the pressure of my prosthetic boobs. I could see Carla smiling and she winked.

‘Julian I am so pleased. Carla here has suggested I send a matchmaker to see her parents when we get home to establish if she is suitable for marriage to you. She says you have asked her and she said yes and that you jumped the gun a bit. I’m so glad you are happy to follow our traditions and she says your mum has explained what I’d like to do.’

‘Thanks dad so you are fine with it?’

‘Of course I am, Carla here has told me about her family and they seem well respected and totally acceptable. I asked if she thought it was possible for you to apply for residency or a visa for the USA after you get married and it seems her father has all the right contacts to fast track an application.’

‘So you are happy to give us your blessing?’

‘Of course I am. I’ve suggested that she moves back to the States and takes a job with us whilst you finish your studies. But first step will be the wedding and it means she’ll have to travel back and forth for a few months.’

‘But dad it all sounds a bit fast. Weddings take a lot of organising.’

‘Don’t worry I’ll get mum on the case and she can talk to Carla’s parents about hiring a wedding planner when we get back.’

‘Dad, please not so fast. You’ll have us married before we have time to blink.’

‘Well I have some plans in progress to open an office in Houston or Dallas and it would be a great opportunity for Carla to gain experience if her parents agree to her taking a year out from her studies and Carla seems up for it. It will be a good salary and you will both be married so it will avoid any problems for you when you apply for an immigration visa.’

‘Dad we are not getting married just for me to get an immigration visa or to help you open an office in the USA and move there. It’s not a business deal.’

‘Julian don’t make assumptions. This is your future and those of our grandchildren. I hope they have the freedom we never had, or our parents never had. Once you and Carla are married you should be free to travel the world and do whatever you like. Mexico is OK but too many drug gangs and the like just like they had in China. Let’s move on as a family. Just talk it through with Carla. She seems very smart.’

I was almost speechless and felt like I’d been shot by a stun gun. I looked at mum who smiled as if she approved. Then across at Carla who moved alongside me and held my hand. So much was happening and none of it seemed to be in my control.

Finally, dad seemed to understand that we’d just agreed to get married and not struck a business deal and he asked to see my ring. He moved his head from side to side as if he wasn’t too sure what to say. I anticipated his question and spoke.

‘It’s unisex design dad hence the diamonds and I like white gold as Carla knows. I hope to find one very similar for her tomorrow whilst we have some time together. Rosa will know where to go.’

‘Well, it’s up to both of you. Not my personal preference but who am I to interfere?’
We split so that Carla and I could go and call her parents and mum and dad went off to arrange a dinner venue to celebrate. Carla had already made her intentions known to her parents and shown the ring to her mother. So the call wasn’t awkward at all other than it was a video call on Skype and I was conscious of my appearance.

Carla was gushing as she explained the conversation she’d had with dad but she didn’t mention anything about his ultimate objective of rushing through our marriage and using it to secure an immigration visa for me. Carla explained about the idea of sending a representative to meet them to prepare a note to post on a family monument where my grandmother was buried.

Carla was holding my hand all through the call and leaned over as if to kiss me so I responded. Her mum and dad seemed happy for us.

Carla & Julian - Chapter 9

By Julie D Cole

We lay back on the bed feeling relieved but slightly exhausted and very happy. Carla started giggling and then gave out a cry of yessss! If I thought I was elated she beat me hands down.

‘We are getting married and I’ve got a job working for your dad. We can be together for the rest of our lives and I’ll make sure we have so much fun. I want to show up the Empire State Building in New York, shopping in Chicago, kiss you in front of Niagra Falls, fly over the Grand Canyon and take you for dinner in Chinatown and for a stroll around Fisherman’s Wharf in San Francisco. I want to see your face when you are free to travel. I love you so much. Yippeee!’

I didn’t get chance to respond much but I just asked how and when we would fit this grand tour in before our lips were locked together. I seemed to have suddenly grown up and I couldn’t wait to get college out of the way and to set up home together. The prospect of visiting the USA and settling down there sometime in the not too distant future gave me butterflies in my stomach. My grandparents dream coming true for me. I would do my best to make a success of everything that lie ahead and to try to arrange for grandfather Li to visit us before he became too infirm to travel. If only grandmother was still alive to join us. She had looked after me in my formative years and taught me so much. I missed her and so did mum and dad.

Carla reached across and put her arm under my neck and then edged closer to me and asked what thoughts were going through my head but I just said happy ones. We hugged and kissed for a while and then lay back looking at the ceiling.

‘Would you like to do anything before we go to dinner Julian? I’m feeling really turned on after such an exciting few hours. You look amazing and I’m so glad that dad agreed for me to come here to meet you and he said I should act on my instincts. He was right.’

‘What do you have in mind? Do you mean go somewhere? We won’t have time.’

‘No I meant for us to snuggle up together so I can get a proper look at you and we can maybe do a bit of exploring under the sheets. Just for you to compare your new parts to the real thing.’

‘Carla I feel embarrassed and maybe later but not now I think we should wait a bit. Mum might call to let us know what time we are meeting.’

‘Surely mum will give us some privacy. She knows how much we’ve missed each other.’

‘OK them since you are already half undressed.’

I saw Carla in the corner of my eye as she quickly disappeared completely naked under the sheets. I undressed as discretely as I could by facing the wall. It seemed strange to be in full view of Carla even though we’d seen each other naked earlier. I stripped down to my panties and slipped into bed to join her. She took my right hand to cup her left breast and pushed her nipple between my forefingers and it immediately became aroused. Carla smiled and stretched to nibble my ear. I shuddered a little.

‘Well Juliana we are alone again at last. Our engagement has been blessed and before long we will be officially married.’

‘Yes it was all so fast. I apologise for my father’s behaviour since he was assuming so many things. I promise I’d never discussed any of what he suggested with him or my mother. I hope he didn’t put you in an awkward position where you couldn’t refuse.’

She pushed my hair behind my ear and shook her head. ‘Not at all. You know I hate college and it’s the perfect chance to escape and start work even if it ends up as a year out. I need a break and until I met you I was feeling lost. I was just about scraping through and I had a couple of flings with boys and a relationship with one of my girlfriends. You don’t know her and she is in another relationship now. Lucky me or we might never have met.’

‘Does that mean you are bisexual?’

‘I suppose it does but then I feel really comfortable with you. What other man would go to the trouble you’ve gone to so that he can spoil me at a Spa and allow himself to be feminised? Do you feel comfortable like this?’

‘Well if it makes you happy how could I not be comfortable?’

‘Doesn’t it hurt to be tightly restrained like this? Especially if I kiss your neck and nibble your ears.’

‘Please Carla. Just take it easy I’m not sure.’’

As we kissed I could Carla moved her hand and I could feel her removing my panties and exploring between my legs. I was unable to resist and I moved my hand down to her firm buttocks wishing I could remove the prosthetics so that I could properly feel her touch. She took my left hand in hers and moved it between her legs gyrating gently and pressing my hand firmly so that my fingers caressed her lips. She was warm and moist. Within a minute at most she was sighing and then biting me gently before letting out a muffled scream.

After a short break to catch her breath she whispered how much she loved me and moved my hand back into position and started gyrating again but this time her lips were parted and she moved my hand taking three of my fingers and pushing herself carefully into a position so that she could take them inside her. Once again she sighed and nibbled my ear but it was followed by a playful bite of my neck before she let out another muffled scream that lasted several minutes.

She lay back and pulled me towards her and I could feel the pressure on my prosthetic reducing and was certain that I had been pushing hard against her thigh and had reached a climax without any penetration. We hugged each other until we were disturbed by my mobile ringing out. It was mum checking up on us and telling us they had reserved a table at a Japanese restaurant and asking if we could meet in 45 minutes since it was a 30 minute drive from the hotel.

I sat up and daren’t lie back down or Carla might decide to go for round three. I turned and smiled at her sitting up leaning on large cushions and pretending to smoke a cigar. She had the most beautiful breasts so firm and perfectly formed. She’d obviously had a full wax before the wedding and her pubic area was neatly shaped. ‘Come on Carla we’d better get a move on. I need a shower to cool off after that exertion so finish that cigar if you want one too.’

She didn’t need any tempting and she jumped out of bed and followed me and we showered together for the second time in a few hours taking care not to linger too long.

‘Jules, I really love you but I’m so sorry.’

‘Why? You did nothing wrong.’

‘Jules, I didn’t think about you just now and I was totally selfish. I just didn’t think about you but seeing you like this today is something else.’

‘Don’t worry Carla, it was good for me too.’

‘But you look so amazing. You have become my dream girl. You’ve done this just for me. Just look at you. Everything looks so real. I love you so much.’

‘But it was good for me too honestly. I just had a slight fear that you would disapprove.’

‘But Jules you obviously know that I’ve had more relationships with other girls than with men through college. I was attracted by your femininity and you are not like other men. I feel comfortable to be myself when I’m with you.’

‘I liked you from the time we first met. I noticed you eyeing me all through class. I kept wondering what was wrong, but I was always a loner because I look different. Then you came over and introduced yourself and sat with me in the refectory. You made me feel comfortable and you introduced me to your friends. You changed my life. So you’ve nothing to be sorry about.’

We hugged and kissed looking comical in our shower caps as we stepped under the large shower head to let the cool water flow over our bodies. We soaped each other and rinsed off since we agreed that we had to get a move on, or we’d be late.

As we dried ourselves on fresh fluffy towels I turned to Carla. ‘What do you think we should wear for a celebration? I think mum and dad will be dressed smartly.’

‘How about your new yellow dress.’

‘Ha ha, very funny. You know I can’t wear that, especially out in a restaurant and moreso in front of dad. He’ll have a heart attack and I took a big enough chance this afternoon in shorts and a top,’

‘But your mum bought it for you so she must see the femininity that I see.’

‘I guess she got carried away since we were having such a good time shopping.’

‘Well I don’t know how you can keep hiding the girl that your mum and I can see from your father. Rosa fully understands and she even introduced you to a friend of hers who persuaded you to trust her to fit you out. She is very skilled. Everything is in proportion. I guess if you aren’t ready to be Juliana you’ll have to attend dinner as Julian then. Such a pity.’

‘Don’t worry. I will be Juliana tomorrow just for you. It is my gift to you and hopefully something to mark our engagement in your memory.’

‘It certainly will and intend to enjoy every minute.’

‘I still don’t know what to wear tonight. I can’t wear a bra or my chest will be even more noticeable.’

‘Maybe you’d be better wearing a jacket anyway that will be a bit warm but the restaurant and the car will have aircon. A jacket should cover you well enough and I can lend you some lightweight cotton slacks that are unisex if you like. They should fit you more snugly than your normal casual slacks but who is to know? I won’t tell anybody.’

‘But what will you wear if I wear your slacks?’

‘I get I ought to make the effort and wear the dress that mum persuaded me to buy in San Diego for the post wedding family dinner that I am missing. It’s a bit low cut that might ensure your dad keeps his gaze in my direction through dinner.’

That decided we dressed and I helped each other with our hair and I persuaded Carla to wear more make-up than usual. She looked more feminine than I’d ever seen her before and her dress fitted her perfectly and accentuated her curves. She wasn’t naturally slim around the waist and she had boyish hips but the style of dress and the heels she was wearing gave a different impression. She was now taller than me but I was used to looking up to people and it never stopped dad from being successful. Neither mum or dad were very tall so it was inevitable I’d follow suit.

I transferred the contents of my purse and my phone to my jacket pockets and too Carla by the arm and we headed to the lounge to meet mum and dad. He stood up to greet us and he was clearly impressed with Carlas choice of dress and her ample breasts. I couldn’t ever recall mum wearing clothes that exposed bare skin let alone her bosom.

Dad shook my hand and put his other hand on my shoulder and said he was delighted that I’d found such a perfect partner and that he’d ordered champagne to celebrate our engagement. Carla and I sat side by side on a sofa as the waiter popped the cork and filled four champagne flutes. He made a toast welcoming Carla Marie to our family and hopefully to our business and insisted we all stand and take a drink. Both mum and dad hugged Carla and kissed her cheeks. I could tell she felt embarrassed and I gave her a smile of encouragement although it nearly broadened and I had to turn away.

Dad was in a good mood and he made short work of his flute of champagne and pressed us to empty ours that was a struggle. Mum and I were not used to drinking alcohol but Carla made a better effort. We sat chatting for 15 minutes before our car arrived to take us to the restaurant.

On arrival we were pleased to find it was an authentic Japanese restaurant and we were welcomed by a hostess who provided fresh slippers so that we could remove our footwear. Carla was relieved to remove her heels and smiled at me as we were eye to eye again. We were shown to a private dining room with a low level table and leather cushions placed around it rather than chairs that encouraged guests to sit with crossed legs. Even at their age mum and dad had no problem to sit like this but it was funny watching Carla struggling in her dress. In the end she leaned on my shoulder to get down and breathed a sigh of relief when we found that there was a well under the table for less flexible customers.

Mum and dad took control of the menu chatting with a Japanese waitress who knelt beside dad and explained everything. We had some Japanese tea and then the food started to arrive. We started with sushi and then the hot sake arrived in an earthenware jug and small sake cups. It seemed easy to drink but Carla said for us to take care and to keep eating.

The food was delicious and was fresh and very tasty. I really enjoyed the sushi with wasabi that was served on arched wooden platters. It was very relaxing and we were able to chat easily across the table from each other. The building was air conditioned and I was encouraged to remove my jacket like dad but I daren’t. It was Carla’s turn to giggle.

Our waitress kept topping up our cups of sake and I tried to drink plenty of hot water to keep as hydrated as possible. Dad ordered more sake and was enjoying himself chatting with Carla about the USA and her ambitions. He explained more about his business and his own desire to take mum back to his homeland to find the family birthplace and any remaining family.

During the next course of fish that was sea bream for good luck dad talked about his ideas for Carla and I to raise a family in the USA and to have grandchildren whilst mum and he were young enough to be part of their lives. It was embarrassing for me so I tried to switch the subject several times. It was premature to talk of marriage let alone children that were not even on the horizon at this stage.

By now I was feeling slightly tipsy and dad was getting louder. Cara seemed to be handling the sake quite well and deflected dads conversation towards mum and I when she could. When a hot iron platter of steak arrived we had chance to switch topics and talk about Carla’s family and her dads business. He was a partner in a law firm that was based in Dallas and he had been put in charge of the business in Monterrey almost 10 years ago and had moved home.

By the time we finished ice cream several earthenware jugs had been consumed and dad was finally slurring his speech. He seemed very happy with the evenings celebrations and what he’d found out about Carlas family.

Carla & Julian - Chapter 10

By Julie D Cole

This is a story inspired by a wonderful YouTube Video recently posted. This is my take on the build up to that video and perhaps I will share the title at the end of the story unless there is a risk of me getting into trouble.

Dad closed his eyes in the car on our journey back to our hotel and mum shook her head since she knew he would be snoring all night. Carla and I held hands and resisted the temptation to snuggle up and kiss. Not that mum would have minded but it didn’t seem right with her alongside.

Dad needed some coffee and some water so we stopped by the lounge and joined him and mum more for her sake I suppose. Dad was slurring his speech a little and he kept smiling across at Carla and I as we sat together on a small sofa.

‘Carla I welcome you to our family and I can see great potential in you. I’ve always wanted Julian to be confident in himself and show me that he wants to follow me into the business and maybe you can help me to convince him.’

I interjected ‘Dad, that’s so not true. I do want to learn about the business and carry on your success and to make you, mum and grandad proud of me. You have lots more years to run the company and I hope that you understand that I just want to finish my education and get qualified. Lots of students take a year out but that’s not easy for me. If travelling was easy it would be fun to take a year out and going to Europe but getting visas is difficult. It would be great to have a little fun time before I start working. ’
‘Well I’m offering Carla a good deal here. I will give her a job whilst you finish your education and teach her about our business when she comes into the family.’

‘Dad don’t please stop. This is getting embarrassing. Carla asked me to marry her with no pre-conditions. We feel right for each other and she just beat me to it. I intended to ask her when she arrived but I hadn’t had chance to buy a ring.’

Carla looked at me and I glanced at the engagement ring and moved it gently around my finger. She got the size right somehow. I guess our hands were similar size that we’d compared in the past.

Dad hiccupped and spoke again. ‘Sometimes son I know I expect a lot of you but I only have you to carry on our family name. Sadly we were never blessed with more children and our parents left China in the hope they’d live normal lives and that’s what I want for you. I’d have liked to have another son and at least one daughter as well for your mothers sake. Maybe Carla makes up for it a little. Now our hope is to be surrounded by grand-children before we become too old to have fun with them.’

Carla and I looked at each other and our eyes widened causing us both to smile. We were just engaged and not even married and dad was expecting us to work in the business and get busy producing the next generation. I wasn’t even sure if Carla wanted children as we’d never even discussed it.

Mum decided dad was starting to nod and suggested we went to bed. I felt a little unsteady on my feet as we crossed the lounge and Carla had to steady me and hold on to my arm. The Sake seemed to be having a delayed effect but at least Carla and mum seemed fully compos mentis. Mum hadn’t drunk much but Carla had kept pace with dad.

After we entered our room I dived towards the bed and kicked off my shoes. The room was spinning a little so I stretched out my arms to hold on. Carla undressed and then lay beside me offering to help. She was totally naked and I was transfixed.

‘Carla I feel like I’m on a roundabout. Is this bed spinning.’

‘No silly. Come on just drink some water and keep sipping for a while. Let me help you.’

At first I felt embarrassed to be naked and I tried to cover myself with my hands.

‘Good job your father didn’t see your breasts tonight. I think he was too focused on other things. What do you think he’d make of his daughter if he saw you now. Maybe his wish came true. But you just share the one body.’

‘ Carla I think he would have a fit if he saw us now.’

‘Why me? He seems to have totally accepted me. I wouldn’t mind taking on the role of his second son when you are in daughter mode.’

‘Funny. He can be very demanding. Are you sure you want to take up his offer of a job?’

‘Why not? I would get a decent salary and it means I’m accepted into the family and he blesses our marriage. It’s a no brainer. You know I’m not one for studying. I want to get out into the world. Education sucks.’

‘But surely you need qualifications and your parents will be disappointed.’

‘My parents are surprised I stuck it out so long. They think you are a good influence on me. They never expected me to get married. I took girlfriends home more than boyfriends.’

‘So where does that place me?’

‘Somewhere in the middle I guess. Well at the moment you are a long way to left of centre since you had the operation. Did you do this just for me?’

‘Just for tomorrow so we could be together in the sauna and the jacuzzi. I’ve got some stuff to make it easy to remove them.’

‘What if I asked you to keep them. For a while at least. We could have some fun. How long do they last.’

‘They last a long time. It’s just the glue and the need to check my skin for any reaction.’
‘Great then I vote you keep them. It’s not like they are oversized or anything. You can find a way to hide them.’

‘But we can’t have sex with me like this.’

‘Yes we can. Come on under the sheets and I’ll show you how.’

I’m not sure how long we spent making love but Carla was really aggressive and seemed to reach a climax several times. At least the Sake didn’t lay heavy on my stomach so we kissed freely. I responded to her guidance and eventually climaxed myself that was very intense. I didn’t think that I was capable of letting myself go. Carla seemed happy to have achieved her goal and I guess we both crashed out.

I woke up early to use the bathroom and guessed it was all the water that I drank. I was amazed to find that everything was still intact. I knew the adhesive was strong but Carla had really tested it to the full. She opened her eyes as I wrapped a gown around my body and I sat on the side of the bed and kissed her.

‘Coffee or Tea?’

‘Water please then black coffee to follow. My head is spinning a bit. I think a few hours soak and a sauna will sweat out the alcohol. How about you?’

‘I feel fine thanks. The water worked and I suppose we burnt off a few calories. I’m sorry you did most of the work but at times I wanted to rip off this thing to release him.’

‘Well it didn’t stop him enjoying himself did it?’

‘No it was wonderful. The best ever.’

‘Oh this wasn’t your first time then?’

‘You know it wasn’t. I’ve only ever made love with you.’

‘Well this time was different. I taught you how to make love as two women do rather than a quick in and out.’

‘Yes I know. I’m not sure though that I can remember everything you taught me. It all happened so fast.’

‘Oh so you want a replay do you.’

‘Please no that’s not what I meant. Well maybe later we have to get a move on. Look at the time.’

We were meeting mum for breakfast and despite his heavy night of celebrating our engagement he was up early to meet his driver on time. Mum was waiting and she commented how nice we looked as we took seats with her. We’d both dressed casually in shorts and a top with our hair tied up using matching scrunchies.

‘’Oh Julian you could be sisters.’

I knew that wasn’t true since we were different nationalities for starters.

‘Mum please. I have to dress like this if we are visiting the Spa together or I’ll never be allowed to enter with Carla.’

‘Well I still haven’t seen what you look like in the dress I bought for you?’

‘Mum I’m your son not your daughter. It’s embarrassing.’

‘Well I can dream can’t I?’

‘You can dream mum but I’m wide awake.’

Carla took hold of my hand and whispered whilst mum was looking at the menu. ‘ I’m sure your mum is just fantasising so just let it go. You can wear it for me.’

‘Thanks that makes me feel a lot better. Do I look like a fool?’

‘No you look like my girlfriend if you must know.’

After a light breakfast we split with mum and we were dropped off at the Spa whilst mum went to a mall to do some shopping. I knew her plan was to buy something special for our engagement.

I was really nervous as we checked in in case I was recognised but luckily there was a new rotor on duty. We took our locker keys and Carla almost dragged me into the changing rooms. There was one young woman about our age just heading through to the spa area and then we had privacy.

‘Carla is it normal for ladies to walk around naked?’

‘Only those who want to show off and those who don’t care anymore.’

‘What if I get spotted?’

‘Just strip naked and let them look. Everything is in the correct place and who is going to accuse you of being a man?’

I closed the locker door and turned the key and picked up my towel and gown. Carla approached me with her gown open and pulled mine apart pressing her naked body against mine. ‘I’ve still got a feeling we didn’t quite visit what we started last night.’

She pressed the back of my head so that my face was in contact with her breasts. Her nipples were prodding me so I couldn’t resist kissing them even though I was trying my best to keep one eye on the entrance.’

Carla burst out giggling and then released me and we headed for the suanas. We removed our gowns and took a quick shower before entering and I was hoping no one would be inside. I was wrong since there were two Mexican ladies who were probably in there early forties. Unlike in the mens sauna there was no attempt of eye contact or examination of our bodies so Carla and I sat opposite them on the warm wooden benches. I folded my towel and placed it on my lap hoping that the adhesive wasn’t affected by the heat from the steam the guests were ladling over the hot coals.
Carla put her head back and closed her eyes. The two women carried on gossiping and I started to relax. Carla took my hand and then moved it to my thigh with a wicked smile even though her eyes were closed. There was no reaction from the two guests but as a precaution I moved my hand on top of Carlas to let her know she’d gone far enough. I could feel the pressure beneath the lower prosthetic.

It was getting hot so the two women left and smiled as they opened the door. Carla said it was a great way to recover from the alcohol but I’d had enough so I urged her to leave, She agreed but insisted we should go in the cold plunge pool before we went into the jacuzzi. The sudden shock of the cold water was quite an experience but there was no more inside pressure on my prosthetic. I think I exited as quickly as I entered.

I didn’t wait for Carla I just moved quickly to the jacuzzi and it was a relief to enter the luke warm water. The jets started and I leaned back and closed my eyes. The two ladies were chatting away and once again I could have been invisible. It didn’t seem to matter who I was and whether or not I was wearing a clowns hat. They never seemed to stop for breath.

We spent about twenty minutes chatting with Carla trying to convince me to join her for a make over and a massage. Eventually after I agreed Carla switched topic to exchange ideas about our wedding.

I explained that mum hoped that Carla would agree to hiring a wedding planner and she would share the cost. Carla said her dad would insist to pay but that she didn’t want a big fuss with wedding dresses and all the paraphernalia.

Mum would be heartbroken unless I could change her mind.

By the time we’d done another round of sauna, plunge pool and jacuzzi she said she’d agree as long as I did the same.

‘What do you mean?’

‘We both wear wedding dresses.’

‘Carla you know dad would go ballistic.’

‘Well that’s the deal so it’s up to you.’

Carla Maria and Julian

By Julie D Cole

This is a story inspired by a wonderful YouTube Video recently posted. This is my take on the build up to that video and perhaps I will share the title at the end of the story unless there is a risk of me getting into trouble.
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The look in Carlas eyes showed a seriousness that I took as the decision was made and I knew that it would delight my mother. I could tell that Carla had already decided to accept dads offer of a job and she had already proved that she saw me as a girlfriend rather than as her boyfriend. Maybe I had fallen into her trap, but it wasn’t like it was uncomfortable.

She put her arm around my waist and smiled at me and whispered. ‘It wouldn’t be so bad would it to share the experience? I’m perfectly comfortable with the idea if you are.’

I guess I must have nodded my agreement because Carla leaned over and kissed me passionately on the lips and I responded. It was like we were all alone and the passion between us lasted several minutes before Carla sat back and smiled.

‘Juliana, my Juliana I never felt this way about anyone before. I think you look so beautiful as a woman and you make me feel comfortable about myself at long last. Mum and dad have always known I was unconventional and so I think our developing relationship has pleased them. They knew before I did that you were right for me and they encouraged me to ask you to marry me.’

‘But do they think I’m gay or something?’

‘No, just unique. Special in fact. Their attitude has always been that there is someone waiting out there for all of us. You just took a little finding.’

‘Do they see me as a man or as a woman then?’

‘Probably both. I don’t think they are too concerned either way as long as I’m happy. I’ve had relationships with boys and girls growing up and they’ve not interfered.’
‘Am I on the bounce?’

‘No don’t be silly. You know I’ve not been seeing anybody else. You are sweet and sensitive and fun to be with. I wasn’t certain if you were male and female when we first met. I realised that you were both. Right now you are totally female and you did it for me. I think you know I like the ambiguity that you present don’t you?’

‘Yes, I know. I lose any desire to be my male self though when I’m around you in case you decide to break our relationship. I suppose that is what held me back from asking you to marry me.’

Since we were alone in the jacuzzi Carla reached out and cupped my left breast and asked if there was any sensation but sadly there wasn’t any at all, so I shook my head.

‘Pity because I can assure you that the sensations are electric. Maybe you just need some help and then you won’t need the prosthetics.’

‘You mean have boobs. That’s a bit OTT isn’t it? At least I can remove these.’

‘Well I’m not talking 36’s or 38’s more 34’s to match your body size.’

‘There’s too much to consider in one go. Especially if you are serious about me wearing a wedding dress. It does appeal to me the more I think about it. Men do seem to get more of a raw deal at weddings.’

‘Good we should discuss the idea with your mum and I suggest we meet her later and let her meet her daughter.’

We kissed again and when I came up for air I nodded and agreed.

We stayed another fifteen minutes and then headed to the showers before drying off and getting dressed. Once back at reception I managed to contact mum to fix a time to meet back at the hotel that gave us time to call in at the beauty salon where we had our hair washed and blow dried. Then I was persuaded to let the girls apply a little make-up whilst I found out that Carla had declined.

‘That’s not fair Carla. I bet it was you who put them up to it.’
‘Might have. But they didn’t go mad. It’s just to see how you look as Juliana. You’ve been fitted with the body now you have the finished look.’

‘Don’t I get a say in this. You are pushing me hard and I’m losing my identity.’

‘Juliana we can stop any time and just go away somewhere and have a quiet wedding. I’m happy to finish my studies that will please my parents and forgo the job offer your dad has made. We can live with my parents until we are in jobs and ready to set up home.’

‘But you don’t know my dad. As far as he is concerned you agreed and you shook hands on it.’

‘So just play along and I’ll honour my promise. Spend some time with me as Juliana and we’ll get married as two brides. I’ll take the job and your mums dreams can come true and she can get involved with the wedding.’

‘I guess it’s OK.’

When we arrived back in our room I called mum to let her know we were back. She had a gift for us to celebrate our engagement and Carla suggested this was the right time to let her meet her daughter and discuss our decision to marry as two brides. I took a long deep breath and nodded.

I agreed to change into the dress mum had bought and this would be a wonderful surprise and we arrived in the executive lounge ahead of her so I could hide and appear after she sat down. Carla stood up to greet her as she struggled as she carried a gift wrapped present. Once settled mum placed the gift on the table and asked Carla if we’d had a good time and where I was.

‘Well it’s a surprise for you. We want to involve you in the wedding and make it as special as we can for all of us. We’ve had this idea and we thought you might help us turn it into reality.’

‘How can I help. I’m delighted of course.’

‘Well first of all perhaps you should see the results of our Spa day. We had a great time.’

I stepped out from behind a screen right on cue and saw mums face light up immediately.

‘Mum you recognised me immediately. How so?’

‘Well Julian dear even if I’d had any doubts the dress would give it away. You are so beautiful and the dress is so pretty. I just knew it would be perfect for you. Yellow is your colour.’

Carla chipped in and stood beside me putting her arm around my waist. ‘Mrs Li you have a wonderful son and a beautiful daughter inside. I fell in love with Julian when we first met because I could also see Juliana. Finally she came out.’

‘Mum I promise this is just a holiday thing and not permanent.’

Carla gave me a pinch to let me know that she might not agree. ‘Juliana and I have something to tell you Mrs Li. Come on please tell your mum.’

‘Mum I convinced Carla to have a full wedding ceremony and to involve a Wedding Planner and that you and dad can be involved and contribute.’

‘Oh Julian, sorry Juliana that’s wonderful. Carla you will make a wonderful bride.’

‘Well the thing is mum there is one detail to add that we both agree on. The wedding will have two brides and both of us will wear wedding dresses and carry bouquets.’

‘Oh my goodness what a lovely surprise. Carla will your parents approve.’

‘Well they know me very well and how determined I am when I make my mind up about something.’

‘But mum there is just one obstacle to overcome. What will dad say?’

‘Oh Juliana just leave him to me. He’s used to getting his own way in business but this is family and we decide together. Whatever you might think he loves you to pieces and if I’m OK with the arrangements he always backs me to the hilt. I can see the happiness in your face in that dress so goodness know the effect that a wedding dress will have on you.’

We hugged and then mum pulled Carla in and I held on as my knees turned to jelly. After a few minutes we sat down and ordered some Chinese tea and cookies to celebrate. Then mum handed over our engagement present that Carla and I opened together.

It was a beautiful leather-bound album entitled ‘Our Life Story’ to fill in together and record events and memories as they occurred and some past ones. It was a beautiful idea and mum had a tear in her eye as she watched our reactions.

After our tea mum asked that I should stay dressed as I was for the evening so that dad could meet me and that she would explain everything to him when he arrived back. She promised to let me know everything was fine before we went out for dinner.

Carla suggested that in the meantime we had some fresh air outside away from the air conditioning and that we took a walk around the hotel gardens together. She quickly took the gift up to our room leaving mum and I to have a few minutes private time together. Mum hugged me and promised everything would be fine so not to worry. She could handle dad.

Walking around the gardens Carla and I chatted about her family and the relief that our engagement would bring to her parents who had resigned themselves to the fact that their eldest daughter was gay and would never marry. Carla believed that they wished it was her who was incapacitated in a wheelchair rather than her younger sister Sandra who could never have children and they felt that life was cruel. Carla was the eldest and since there was no son then she had taken on responsibility for her siblings and especially for Sandra who doted on her. The youngest sister was Emily who had boyfriends since she was about 12 years of age. Unlike me Carla had a wider family with quite a few cousins who gathered from time to time. Being of Chinese descent I wondered if I would be welcomed but Carla insisted it was not a problem.

‘But if the knew I was dressed like this as well. What then?’

‘Then what more like not what then. It means they have a choice to make. It’s my choice who I want to spend the rest of my life with, not theirs. Anyway I think they will like you a lot. I’ve shown them photo’s.’

‘Please not in a dress.’

‘No don’t worry. I prefer they meet you in the flesh and that can be as Julian or Juliana that will be your choice.’

When we arrived at our room I got the call from mum that I was expecting. My stomach was churning over and I’d had to visit the bathroom 3 times. I sat looking out of the window.

‘Julian dear you dad is back. We had a good chat and he wants to meet Juliana with Carla. Nothing I told him was a surprise. It seems that the lady who is running his office here, Veronica, has explained her concerns about you and she told him that you would need treatment. Your dad was not happy with her attitude that is why he had to spend so much time in the office here. He has replaced her. Also he asked Rosa Marie to be our guide and keep an eye on you. She used to work for dad until Veronica forced her to resign. She was a man when she first worked for your dad that I never knew.

‘So did dad stay calm when you told him?’

‘I would say he was almost relieved to hear that you were still a son as well as a daughter and that you had met someone who can make you happy.’

I couldn’t describe the feeling of relief as the call was dropped. Tears flooded and I put my head in my hands. Carla put her arms around me and offered a tissue.

‘Carla it’s OK dad either guessed or was told that I would never be the strong son that he hoped that I’d be. Probably our relationship has helped a lot. He thinks we are a good team.’

Carla pulled me up and we hugged,

‘Come on Juliana we need to freshen up. We can’t let dad meet you with red eyes can we?’

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Carla & Juliana – Chapter 12 Final

By Julie D Cole

I was now faced with the most difficult decision of my life. Mum had cleared the way and both her and Carla were in full support. I had the outfit and I had spent the day as a young woman visiting a Spa and having some beauty treatment without any questions or challenges. I never faced many hills in my life but it felt like I was looking at a mountain.

Carla picked up my bag and took my arm gently coaxing me towards the door.

‘Come on Juliana let’s do it. You can’t hide forever and better you meet face to face now rather than your dad thinks you are ashamed of this side of you. Mum and I will be with you all the way.’

‘But I don’t want to disappoint him. He wants me to be like him and grandad. I can’t be like them. I’m an embarrassment.’

‘No your not. You are the same person inside as you were yesterday and all the days of your life. You’re not the devil or some creature from outer space. You don’t have a tail and horns sticking out.’

That brought a giggle from both of us. ‘Well I suppose you do have a little tail hidden away and a couple of things sticking out at the moment. You look beautiful.’

My legs were like jelly as we walked to the lift and my stomach was in my mouth as I looked at myself in the large mirror inside the lift. There was no evidence of Julian just a young woman and her girlfriend. Would he get angry or burst out laughing?’

It felt like I was walking on stilts in a circus as we crossed the hallway to the Executive lounge and I wobbled a bit so Carla caught me. ‘Take a deep breath. Keep calm you are fine. Small steps and a giant leap like with the moon landing.’

As I entered the lounge my eyes immediately locked to those of my father and he stood up. Mum was holding his arm just in case and stood up with him. For what seemed an age we both stood completely still and I felt like I was stuck in concrete. I couldn’t mov forward and neither could I turn and run I clung to Carla to stop myself toppling over.

Then dad released himself from mums grip and stepped forward stretching his arms out in welcoming fashion. I could suddenly move again as if a release switch had been activated and I ran forward. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my forehead. Then he lifted my chin and kissed my nose and then gently kissed my lips.

‘I’m so sorry dad. I didn’t mean for this to happen and to let you down. I’m so sorry.’
He shushed me and squeezed me close to his chest. No doubt at all that he could feel my breasts and that I wasn’t just wearing a dress. I was Juliana not a boy in a dress.’

‘He took a long drawn breath and then smiled. ‘So be it. I would rather have a happy child than lose you. I could never forgive myself if we lost you because you felt like an outcast. We are a family and I have a beautiful daughter as well as a son. Also now a daughter in law.’

Carla was taking photos with her i-phone and then mum stepped forward to join the hug. Dad insisted Carla join the group and she gave me a tissue to dry my eyes. Dads eyes were full of tears too. I’d never seen him cry before.

Carla insisted we had some group photos and she called to the Lounge manager for assistance.

‘For our album. To record this moment forever. What a story don’t you think.’

Then dad responded and spoke. ‘Please you two whilst I approve I have to make it clear that after your wedding I hope this doesn’t affect our hopes to have lots of grand children. Have you considered that?’

‘Dad please. One step at a time please.’

Epilogue

So with that mountain climbed things ran smoothly and Carla and Julian decided the wedding invitations would be issued as Carla and Juliana.

The two families met regularly and both Julian and Juliana was accepted but as time passed Juliana came more to the fore coaxed of course by Carla. They had fun together and their friends supported their decisions.

A wedding Planner was hired and a wonderful venue selected and a guest list agreed without any disputes. Mdm Chan had her dream come true to be involved in all the arrangements and wedding gowns were kept secret from each other by Carla and Juliana until the wedding day.

Everything went smoothly on the day and Carla could hardly keep her hands off her new bride. Juliana removed the prosthetics choosing a dress that showed just a hint of cleavage since Carla didn’t want anything to get in the way of them consummating their wedding.

It was a day to remember for the rest of their lives.

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So now I’ve written this story that was inspired by a Youtube video I will point you in its direction and let you see that such relationships are possible with full acceptance by the families involved.
The characters in this story are not intended in any way to relate to those in the video and I have no knowledge of them nor have I had any contact with the people who made the video and made a dream come true for the two brides.

The video that inspired me is in fact titled ‘The wedding of Carlos Mario and Julieta as Brides.’

If that is entered in ‘Search’ I’m sure it will pop up. All credit to the dream makers who arrange these experiences.

Hopefully I haven’t caused any offence or infringed any copyrights.

Enjoy the video.

Julie