Runnin' Away With Me (Part. 2)
By Sabrina G. Langton

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Author's note: Lotsa red, a lil' backstory, oh, and a lil' music... Here's Part 2 of my nice sexy story about a crossdresser who still doesn't know why everything thinks she's a woman. I hope YOU like it...

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I was in the shower, everyone was out, I was alone in the house. Alone in the house for the first time in years. I had music on my phone and my eyes were closed, the water streaming on my face. I didn't want to wet my hair, it looked so perfect but I had to, I had to immerse myself in the water. I was a little confused. Maybe I was a girl on Halloween years ago when I was seventeen. Well, I was, but maybe I was really a girl, a girl everyone knew. Maybe last Christmas everyone expected me to go into the City all dressed up with Jenny and Mitch, it was so much fun. It was my favorite day ever.

"Ever."

Jenny wanted to see me, it had been so long. We finally made plans for Christmas. After the Rockettes Show, we went to Macy's, I bought a bra, it was beautiful. White lace, expensive, soft. I bought Jenny one too, her Christmas present, we were going to match, Mitch said he couldn't wait until she wore it for him. He had a huge smile on his face. Gorgeous Mitch with his short dark hair, his light beard, his licensed NFL Giants sweatshirt wrapped around his big body with his hood up, he was actually having a better time than me and Jenny. Little dark-haired Jenny in her new red dress, holding hands with me in my new green and white skater dress and red nails. Mitch loved the show, the dancer's legs in stockings and heels, shopping in Times Square. He said he didn't want to go back to North Bergen for a while, he wanted to stay, see the Christmas Tree, FAO Shwartz, people-watch. He said he loved hanging out with two sexy women, he felt so popular, holding hands with two women carrying even sexier lingerie in their little bags. He said Christmas was already here for him.

I remember hugging him and saying thank you for taking me, not leaving me in my boring apartment Upstate, I felt like I was impinging on their time together. I was always the third wheel, whether I was dressed as a starlet or not. Even living far away I was the third wheel on the phone, the three of us complaining about some movie or friend who we didn't see anymore.

"Are you crazy?" He told me, we were in Bryant Park watching the tourists ice skate, we were having fun. I had a paper cup of hot mulled wine warming my hands, my little green gloves. "Sabrina, we love you, Christmas would not be the same without your red hair, your terrible jokes, or your embarrassing observations."

I laughed, "Well thank you, I think." And we laughed, and we watched, and we drank our wine.

We sat on a bench, we were talking to a young couple with three very young children. The wife loved our accents, our dresses. She loved our nails. We had long red nails, with holly leaves on them, it took so long at the salon but I enjoyed myself. I liked that the women, called me Miss, asked if I wanted tea, asked if I had a boyfriend, they said they loved my hair color, they wanted to style it.

The couple were from Omaha, Nebraska, they were in for a family get-together. They missed New York but they were so happy to come back and see their friends, and see the sights. They wanted to move back but Omaha was so open, with so much room, they had such a big house. They used to live in Queens, they thought it was so beautiful this time of the year, just a little crowded, nothing like Omaha. We talked to them for quite a while, looking at the lights. I was playing with their kids, having a catch with a stuffed elf. I shooed away a huge Elmo and Spiderman. Everyone was watching me, I smiled I was having fun. The next morning I would miss this, upstate and by myself again.

"Can we all take a picture?" The wife asked. "I want to remember you three." I stopped an older man and asked him to take a picture of us. We posed. He took about fifteen. I was behind the bench, then I was next to Jenny with our arms around each other, then I had two of the kids on my lap, They had my long hair in their hands. I sent everyone the pictures. I have two people from Nebraska in my contacts. We all do.

We were in the middle of Broadway we were going to eat, someplace different, someplace we would never be able to find again.

"Hey! Turn around quick," Mitch took our picture, Christmas lights above us, heavy traffic, and people behind us. Click, and then we ran, ran to the other side, I ran in five-inch platforms. That picture was now in my Mother's living room, full of fingerprints, people have looked at it, asking who was the redhead with Jenny? 'What? That's Sabrina, she had on a new dress, she had long lashes for the holidays, she looks just like Pam if Pam was older and wore long lashes and had red hair. Ha.'

I heard my phone, I jumped out of the shower, it was Carson.

"Hi, want me to pick you up?" He asked, he had a nice voice. I was liking him a lot already.

"Oh, I don't know what we are doing."

"I miss you, when are you leaving for Phoenix?"

"Um, tomorrow, tomorrow morning." I started to feel sad. Only Jenny and Mitch ever missed me. Carson, I saw just sixty minutes ago. "Okay come and get me."

"In an hour?"

"In an hour and a half, I will be the one with the red, red hair, you can't miss me."

"Ha, I am missing you already."

***

The closet and drawers were empty, everything was packed up for the move. My mother packed everything in boxes and bags for USPS, for the plane. I had a few things in my backpack, nothing I could wear for Carson. I had my perfect blue-flowered bag at Jenny's. It had a couple of things inside it, just a couple. I originally thought I would only wear the contents of that bag hidden in the bathroom and then maybe under my clothes on the plane. Just to feel like me. Just to get prepared for Phoenix.

Ring. "Hi, Jenny, Carson's getting me in like eighty minutes, I need an outfit."

"Wow, you two are a thing already, ha, come on over, wear something of mine, we can get dressed together."

I put on more red lipstick and some light makeup. Just a touch more mascara on my eyes, I brushed my brows with a tiny brush. And then I snuck over, I found my nude platform pumps near Pam's bedroom against the wall. I was in the purple flannel again, and completely naked underneath. I went to the back door. It swung in. "Oh, Sabrina, I'm sorry come in. Jenny! Sabrina's here!"

It was Jenny's mom, I have known her since I was six. Seventeen years ago. I met her the same day I met Jenny, the same day I met Mitch. Did she know my femme name? Did she actually recognize me? I was distracted, I saw a picture up on her fridge of me and Jenny and Mitch at Grand Central Station, I met them for lunch before they caught their train to Boston. We went out for oysters and martinis. It was at the beginning of summer, two summers ago, on their way on vacation. Was that picture always up there, I don't remember seeing it before. I haven't been in this house in a long time. That day I was with them for fifty minutes before the train came, I was dressed so nicely in a mini skirt and boots, I took a bus from school, my first time. I wasn't nervous, I had a book, ear pods, and dark sunglasses. My bag was covering my nylon knees.

I was distracted, even more, Jenny's rabbit made its way around my legs. "Hi, Mr. Visicious." I bent down, I pet him, I scratched his ears with my long nails, then he ran around me again. I pat the top of his head before he sniffed and ran off.

Mrs. Dreyer was getting ready to leave, she had her pocketbook in her hand. She walked closer, she was going to ask why I had long lashes, long nails, why was I a girl all of a sudden, what happened. I moved up, she reached out and took my hair in her fingers. She had to look up at me, my heels were five inches tall. "Sabrina, this color looks incredible on you, I wish I had your hair."

I smiled, Jenny walked in. "Next time I'm going red too."

"Make that three."

*

'But it was just my imagination
Runnin' away with me
Tell you it was just my imagination...'

I loved Jenny's room, it was all purple, it had a row of American Girl dolls on a shelf above her bed, lace curtains, a pile of Cosmo magazines, Sid's cage on a beautiful paisley tablecloth with all of his toys and alfalfa. She had two beds and two huge mirrors, we would kid that there was one for each of us, and, most importantly she had music playing. Our favorite song. We had a playlist of thirty-five different versions of the same song, almost all, so similar, that we tended to drive Mitch crazy while we listened to them all.

'...runnin' away... with me'

And of course, we almost always sang, Jenny in her perfect soprano, me a little gravely, quieter...

We were looking in my blue bag, there was nothing to wear for an outside fair, with dogs and cats and of course rabbits. The skirt and top I had on last night was the only real outfit I had taken with me, it was now in the wash.

"What were you thinking? Where are all your clothes?"

I wasn't thinking, and I didn't remember. "Um, I think they are probably all wrinkled, some are in Phoenix already. I sent them ahead."

"Why wouldn't you bring clothes with you? We still got a day and a half. We still have the trip to the airport. Was the plan to run around naked all weekend with your boobs and heels making Carson happy."

Jenny went to her closet. Full of outfits, beautiful clothes, shoes. I was always jealous of it, jealous of her taste, her presents, her life in this wonderful room. We were almost always two girls in here, for years, hiding from her mother, playing in her closet. Letting me imagine I was her sister, her best girlfriend. She put a white dress on the other bed, a denim jacket, a nude bag to match my heels. "Okay, you're done, my turn." She was going to be in a brown peasant dress and black booties. We were going to look fantastic. "Your hair looks great still, you washed it?"

"I did."

"God, you are so good at styling it now, remember how I always had to fix it for you? Ha."

We stood in front of her mirrors, we undressed, she picked out a few items from my bag, a pair of white panties, my perfect white bra, nude pantyhose, I slipped on the white dress. It came about three inches above my knees, it was short-sleeved with a crew neckline, no cleavage. I put on a white embroidered collar to cover my seams from the breast forms. I slipped on my heels, the denim jacket, and pulled my red hair out of it. It was so long, getting longer, I bent forward and brushed. When I stood back up, in front of her mirror, it cascaded around me. My smile grew.

"Jenny? Is it just my imagination running away with me?"

"Ha, you are such a dork, no your hair looks amazing. No wonder Carson can't wait to see you. He did nothing but put his face in it last night, your ears must be so sore. Ooh, Let's send some more pictures to Gracie, hold your blue bag." We posed, we made faces, we played with our colored hair.

I noticed a bunch of framed pictures hanging on the inside of her closet door. "Last summer? The day you got Sid?"

"Mmm-mmm, of course." I walked closer there were three more, all from the same day. "You told me, surprisingly, that was the best day of your life, then we went to Radio City at Christmas, and then that was your best day. Haha. God, I was so glad."

I was looking, I was thinking, "I remember this, we picked him up at the shelter, he was tiny, we were there last night." I started remembering more from the night before. We went to Jenny's friend's house, to Meg's, where we had our hair and nails done, then we went to visit the animals. "We met Carson there. He is in this picture." I had my finger on his face, next to the two of us with Mitchell and Sid. I was all in white and beige, I had the same outfit on as last night. I was wearing the same pumps.

"Of course we were, that was the plan."

"The plan?"

Jenny shook her head, she pushed the closet doors open wider, she was pointing to another one of the pictures. "Here, we started at Meg's just like last time. I wish we dyed your hair then. Next, we went to the shelter." She pointed to the one I was touching, holding the rabbit. "Then we went to Rumba Cubana on 45th. I think we even ate the same exact meals, well at least the three of us did, haha. And then we went dancing in the back. Look."

"I don't really remember that."

"Well sometime before that, the shots made an appearance."

"Oh? I don't do shots, that's one of my rules." I bent down, I was looking at the other picture of us in Rumba Cubana's backroom, from last summer, we were with so many people. I only recognized two people, someone from grammar school and one of the dancers. The colored lights were on, the place was packed. It must have been packed last night too.

"Well last night you were having fun, you were with Carson, and you were doing shots. Rum. Tonight no shots, remember your rule."

"Wait, I had my nails painted gray last time too?"

"I guess, c'mon let's go he will be here soon." Jenny finished putting on her makeup, she sprayed some perfume. She was looking down on me through her mirror. "Are you going to get up?"

"Mmm," I stood, "Um, you know your mother didn't say anything about me wearing makeup, I was wearing these heels too." I put on some of the perfume I found in the bathroom, I now smelled like her mother again.

Jenny turned around to look at me, her hands on her waist.

I was looking in the mirror, I put in my thick gold hoop earrings and a couple of bangles I found in my blue case. She then handed me her big beige bag. "You don't think it's weird she didn't say anything? Your mother always says something. Why didn't she ask me about being a girl?"

"Sabrina, will you stop, you are starting to freak me out, now c'mon."

I put a couple of things inside the bag. I put on a pair of big dark glasses I found on Jenny's vanity.

"What do you think?"

"Mmm, nice, but Carson is going to want to see your eyes."

"He can take them off of me. Um, speaking of taking things off, you can't believe how great this morning was." I smiled, remembering making love with him, and forgetting about the pictures.

"I heard. We all heard." She then suddenly hugged me, her arms around my neck. I held her around her waist, she was quiet for a couple of minutes, then she looked up at me. "Ugh!" She was crying, "Okay let's go out you can tell Mitch all about him." I closed my eyes and let Jenny pull me outside while wearing her white virgin dress.

***

"Hi girls!"

"Hi," Jenny and I said in unison. Mitch's parents were walking the dog, heading toward town, heading to the fair. I stayed back, I felt embarrassed being in such a feminine outfit. Soon Mitch came out of his house, another Giant's jersey, another hat. He hugged me and then he grabbed Jenny. We waved to the neighbors, I started playing catch with little Trey from down the block, his parents talking to Mitch's parents. I looked over at them all talking, I seemed so far away, then the giant beach ball hit me in the head, it bounced high.

"I got it." Trey ran and then kicked the ball towards me. "Sabrina, kick it high, I want to catch it." I did but it wasn't easy in my pumps.

Jenny laughed as I did a high kick. "Look Sabrina is trying out for the Rockettes again. You will never be flexible enough Red, haha."

Before I went to college, Jenny would take me out dressed up shopping, and visiting. I would get so nervous once we got near the block. I used to sneak through Trey's parent's backyard. I didn't want anyone to see me so fancy in my new outfit walking through the front door. I didn't want to cause a scene. I slipped in the back, it was the corner house, I would walk through the yard and then hop over the fence. Sometimes I was in a flouncy dress, it almost always got stuck, always got caught on something. I ruined so many skirts and blouses.

I would make believe I couldn't move and the fire department would have to come and save me, would have to slip my cotton dress off of me, then the fence. 'Oh thank you, gentlemen,' I would imagine saying to them, 'I don't know what I would have done out here all night almost naked.' I then imagined I took them into my bedroom, following me while wearing only my lingerie, and gave them all something to remember, something they could tell the other firemen at the firehouse. The ones who couldn't be bothered. I would be a legend, a great story to tell around the dinner table.

'Just my imagination
Runnin' away with me'

I would stand by the back of the house, I would listen for my mother, then I would sneak in the back door, take a quick shower, and put on the most exquisite lingerie I had hidden under the bed. I would then get paranoid and look out my bedroom window hoping no one was still up and out watching me. I would slip under the covers, sucking a lollipop and reading one of Jenny's borrowed Cosmos.

"Bye Sabrina!"

"Oh, bye"

Trey ran off with his parents, giving me a high five as he passed. How did he know who I was? He used my name. I was starting to get confused again, then we heard the beeps.

Beep, Beep.

*

'Each day through my window I watch her as she passes by
I say to myself, "You're such a lucky guy"
To have a girl like her is truly a dream come true
Out of all the fellows in the world, she belongs to me'

"Can we make a quick stop at our friend Meg's, I want her to give us a blowout?" Jenny was in the back with Mitch. She was leaning on the front seat between Carson and me. "Sabrina can always use a blowout."

They laughed, and soon Carson was pulling his Chevy into Meg's driveway.

"Do we have time?" I enquired, I didn't want him to be late at the shelter.

"We're fine, we don't have to be there 'til four." Carson held my hand as we walked in.

Meg's house was big and it had a salon on the first floor, it was quite nice looking. There was beautiful Italian tile on the floor. There was a big couch, a TV, and a couple of chairs for those who were waiting, then toward the back, she had three styling chairs. They sat right in front of a huge mirror and a shelf filled with combs and brushes and dryers.

Meg smiled as we walked in. "So, you too are loving your hair, am I right."

"You are SO right, but Sabrina thinks she's imagining everything, like she's in some weird dream with cherry red hair, ha."

I was of course looking in the mirror, Carson was next to me. It was the first time I was relaxed all weekend. I loved coming here. Meg used to paint my toenails when I was younger when I was less of a girl. She thought it was great, she used to tell me I was going to be her best customer. Right now, I was one of her happiest.

"So today!" Jenny was talking loud over the hairdryer, "Is the day we get it right. Meg's, the shelter, Cubana, then we dance, we have more fun and then we say goodnight!"

I just smiled, Jenny had another plan. I would do whatever she wanted, I always wanted to be with them. I had only seen Mitch and Jenny once since last summer. Only at Christmas in the City, since she got the new rabbit. I was a terrible friend sometimes, but I had my reasons, bad ones, but reasons. While I was watching Jenny I was getting sad fast, realizing for the first time I would be so far away from her. Once I was in Phoenix, I would be without the three of them. My heart was starting to break. I felt something in my chest, I was going to cry.

I was shaken out of my disruptive thinking. While Meg was blowing and brushing my perfect red, Carson started putting his fingers through it. "This is all I want to do."

Meg laughed, "What? Make a mess."

"If that's what this is called then, correct."

Carson then kissed me, I watched in the mirror. First, on the side of my head, he had a mouthful of hair, then my ears, and finally my lips. Meg shook her head and hovered the dryer above me. I felt like I have known him for so long. His lips now kissing my face and neck. I felt so comfortable around him, it was making me sad, happy and hard again that I would be saying goodbye to him on Sunday.

***

There were so many kids outside of the shelter. There was a food truck and an ice cream stand, both were busy.

"You two can go over there, and you three can go inside by the office." Carson was getting us ready for the people coming into the fair. We were all surrounding him, he had his arms around me. He was pointing. My mother and sister would be with the cats, Jenny, her mom, and Mitch by the rabbits and small mammals and he and I would be by the dogs.

"How long have you been a vet?" My mother asked him.

"Mmm, let me think, seven years now. This is my favorite shelter though, and there are a lot of them in North Jersey. Plus, this is where I met your daughter." He smiled at me, I was surprised I was part of that answer.

"This is mine too, this is where we found Sid, we should have taken him to visit today." Jenny laughed, and we all went to our respective stations. Others were working already and children were milling about inside the shelter already.

*

The two of us took a few of the kids into the back room to pet and play with some of the dogs. I loved watching children with animals, that was the reason we first came here. Jenny and I were completely surprised when she walked out with a rabbit, she fell in love. So did I.

There were two other people from the shelter there. We said hello and I bent to pet some of the dogs, I remembered coming last night. I remembered petting this same brown and white dog. She rubbed against me, my long nails now tickling her side, her stomach. I have been here three times, I have been here in the same outfit twice. Jenny was weird sometimes, she always wanted to recreate situations, and things, she always wanted to make them better, get them correct. Our graduation from high school, plenty of past Halloweens, even going to see the Marvel movies, me as Pepper Potts, Mitch as Captain America, and Jenny as... Wonder Woman. She would argue with everyone when we got inside. She would have screaming matches in the ladies' room, it made us laugh, she was always Wonder Woman.

We have even play-acted the day she met Mitch so many times, I played the next-door neighbor, Trey's mom. I had to say, 'Finally a little girl on the block, there are too many boys.' That's what she said, I had to use a high Jamaican accent, I was great at it now.

We never recreated the day I met Jenny and Mitch in boy mode, but we always redid the day Mitch met Sabrina. We would be playing Monopoly, me in this pink dress with flowers, little pink flats. Jenny had on a denim dress and sneakers. We were cute, her mother and sister were out shopping. We were drinking cream soda and eating pretzels, we were both eleven years old. Trey's mom was keeping an eye on us, calling every once in a while through the back door. 'Are you two alright?'

'Yes, good, we are playing a game.'

'Okay, tell your mother I played the game with you.'

We laughed, it was nice, I liked being a girl. We had on strawberry perfume. I didn't want to tell Jenny that in my mind I was always a girl, that was the way I was born. 'Girls' like me were born not made, I didn't care what people said or wrote, I came out of the womb a 'girl.'

Mitch walked in holding a football, wearing a Giant's t-shirt, surprising us. He stopped and he watched, he was looking at the board, the play money, he was quiet. Jenny smiled at him "Mitch, do you want some cream soda?"

"Sure."

She got up to get him a bottle, I didn't want to look at him, it was the first time he saw me in a dress, I felt stupid, silly, embarrassed.

"Sabrina, it looks like Jenny is winning, she is always winning, ha."

I looked up at him, he knew my name, "Mmm-mmm."

Jenny walked back in, we played a different game, we played with Mitch, and we heard Trey's mom outside the door. 'Do you have a boy in there?'

"Yes, it's Mitch," Jenny yelled back.

'Okay, cause your mom is coming down the block, tell her I just left.'

"Okay, thanks." I went into Jenny's room and changed. It made me sad, but I was happy Mitch met the real me. And it was, what is the correct word for it? Easy... Holy fuck it was so Easy.

*

End of Part 2 of 4

Runnin' Away With Me (Part. 3)
By Sabrina G. Langton

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Author's Note: Part 3 and we find out everything... already. I hope YOU like it.

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The white and brown dog I was petting was going to be adopted, she would have a home. A home with three kids, a mother, father, and grandmother. Her name was Coco and she would live six blocks away, not too far from my mother's block. A million miles away from Phoenix.

I hugged the little dog goodbye, I should be here more often, I should be more involved with the community. I was conflicted. I loved walking around the neighborhood in a dress, in my heels, I looked so fashionable, hah. I looked and felt so good, but I needed someone, I needed Jenny and Mitch, I couldn't really do anything on my own. I was hoping things would be different in Phoenix.

Carson walked over to me, he gave me a bottle of water. "Six dogs have found homes and Jenny says so have all of the rabbits. She is a regular saleswoman, a regular heartbreaker, hah."

I looked up at him, I was on the floor, Jenny's white dress getting dirty, he was a little blurry, I had some tears in my eyes. I smiled up at him.

He bent down. He took off my sunglasses. "Can I see your eyes again?"

I felt a tear move down my cheek. He looked at me, a little puzzled, a little concerned. "It's okay, all the animals are going to great homes, we always check beforehand."

I nodded, but that wasn't the only reason I was sad. He kissed me, it was salty. He took a handful of my hair, I remembered him doing this last night. We were in the restaurant, we were watching people dancing, the music was loud, he was talking to me. I turned toward him and he took a huge handful of my red hair in his large right hand. He said something to me, he pulled me close and then we kissed. Our first kiss. He nuzzled my neck, he was rubbing my hair on his face, we started kissing again. We were making out on the edge of the little dance floor, waiters and hostesses were passing us by trying to give us drinks, I couldn't close my eyes, I had a man's tongue inside me, I was loving it too much.

We stood up together, we walked around the shelter, we talked to everyone. Everyone watched me in the white dress and heels, my long fingernails. I held Carson's hand. We went outside, he talked to some people he knew, he introduced me, and I smiled. We pet so many dogs and cats and hamsters. He checked them all, looked down throats, in eyes, checked their limbs, coats. He was so nice to all the animals, all the people coming by, I tried to help, I tried to hold.

I was once again on the ground, looking in a cage, smiling at a lizard. Carson kissed me on top of my head. "Sabrina, this is my favorite day ever." He helped me up, I was excited again, a man kissed me in front of other people. We kissed again, he held me tight, I felt his cock push against my stomach. I looked into his eyes. "Jenny told me I was going to love your hair. She seems to know a lot."

"She does, she thinks she's so smart."

"She sent me a picture from Meg's." He showed me his phone, the pictures from the night before. Me with my red hair, slowly becoming a new person with redder hair. Real red. "She wrote, today is your lucky day." He smiled, and he kissed me again. "I have been waiting to see you again, I am really going to miss you."

I put my arms around him, I messed up his hair, I pulled him in for a harder kiss. "Can we go someplace quiet?"

He took my hand and we went back into the shelter. First, we brought more water bottles and cookies to everyone, treats for the small amount of animals left. I smiled at Jenny and Mitch, I tried not to look at my mother and Pam. He led me into a small office. Windows wide open letting in the late March atmosphere, reminding me of my old bedroom. I slipped off my denim jacket, I wanted him to see my arms, my perfect hairless arms. I played with my hair and watched him, he was looking at me, he wanted me again and it was making me all types of excited. He was perfect, he was handsome, and he knew all about me. I wondered if I told him. Usually, I didn't say anything, I waited until the last possible moment. Now I didn't have to worry, I made him sit in the chair near the desk. I took out my compact and fixed my lipstick, dark pink, sexy, too sexy for a little office at a shelter. I smiled at him, I smacked my lips, getting the coverage of the rest of my lips. I was flirting, I was imagining I was a temptress, a girlfriend with huge lips. I gathered my hair, twisted it, and put it over my shoulder, out of the way. I moved to my knees between his legs. He was in jeans and a white t-shirt, a hooded sweatshirt over it. I zipped it down, I took it off of him, I wanted to see his arms. I loved a man's arms.

"Is it okay, that we are in here?" I smiled up at him, suddenly a little tense.

"It's fine, I use this office when I come here to work. I locked the door."

I smiled, "Why would you do that, what do you think is going to happen?" I giggled, he had a confused look on his handsome face.

He put his hands in my hair, then caressed my chin, "I was hoping I could hold you for a little while." He took my hand and I sat on his lap. "You know, you are so beautiful." He was looking at me and giving me small kisses on my cheek and lips. "You were angry at me for keeping the light on last night, heh, but I wanted to see you, your eyes, even your breasts. I'm sorry if there's a next time we can shut the lights." And then he kissed my boobs. He made his way back up to my lips and I played with my long fingernails on his chest.

I was looking at them, "Carson? Do you like my gray nails." I held them up, we looked together.

"Sabrina, I love them," He kissed my fingertips, kissed my hand, and started to kiss up my arm.

"Carson, when did I tell you, you know about me."

"What that you were trans?"

"Mmm."

"Um, Jenny told me, last summer. Is it okay that I know? Was it some kind of secret?"

I smiled at him, He was being so nice to me, sometimes I'm not used to it, some people don't like girls who are, well anything... "It's no secret."

I got off his lap and back between his legs. I haven't done this too often, I wish I had, it made me feel so sexy taking down a man's zipper, opening his fly, and playing with a hard cock hidden behind black briefs. My nails looked so sexy contrasting with his underwear. He shifted I pulled down his jeans, his briefs, his cock popped up aiming towards me.

"Did we do this last night? I'm sorry I have forgotten some things, I think I drank too much."

He laughed, "We didn't, we were too busy doing other things. I am amazed that your legs are full of so many erogenous zones."

"Ha, are they? That's good to know for next time."

His hands went into my hair as I got closer to his hard cock, "Will there be a next time?"

"There has to be," I said and then took him into my mouth. I sucked the head of his cock as I put my hands under his shirt, feeling his hard chest, his hair, his hard nipples. I took him deeper into my mouth as I pushed against his chest. I slid my fingers down, feeling my nails make their way to his manhood. I looked up at him, I took hold of his dick, "Thank you for being so hard," I smiled I was flirting, I was a 'woman' getting ready to take some more cock into my mouth. Right through my lips until he was pushing against my throat, my one hand gipping the rest of his cock, the other playing on his thigh. I started to moan, I was enjoying myself, this was a crazy day, it was so unexpected.

"Mmm, baby, this feels so good." His fingers were once again roaming through my hair, I would need to brush again when we were done, Jenny would know exactly what we had been doing. "Mmm..."

I moved up on my knees and got into a better position to take his cock deeper. Up and down I went, slight pressure from my tongue, a nice grip in my hand. I started to rub him, jerking him off, he was moving on the chair, slightly rolling on the wheels. I smiled up at him, licking his dick, he was watching me, his mouth was open, and he was breathing heavily. I was looking at his lips, his eyes, his hair, he was so attractive, he had such strong arms, hard chest, he looked a little like Mitch. Slight olive Italian tint to his skin, dark eyes, almost exactly like Mitch, they could have been brothers, cousins.

He gripped the arms of the chair, "Sabrina, I'm going to cum." I kneeled up, my mouth right in front of his cock. I pumped, I kissed, I licked. I was so ready.

"C'mon baby, I want to taste you, mmm."

"Ahh... Here it comes..." And he started to spurt right into my mouth, I held him close, his hands went into my hair again pushing me down onto his manhood, deeper, taking him again as his sperm made its way down my throat.

"Mmm," I moaned as I sucked and swirled my tongue on his cock, his still hard cock, the one that was inside me this morning and last night. I licked the length of it, I tasted his thighs, I kissed his knees. I looked up and smiled. "You taste so good."

"Come back up here."

I moved back onto his naked lap, his softening cock rubbing against the white of my dress. I put my head on his shoulders. I looked at him again. "Thank you." I laid back against him. "For being so wonderful." He rubbed me, I put my hand in his. We stayed in the back until someone called him, I never wanted to let him go.

*

We were holding hands the four of us, Mitch, Jenny, Me, and then Carson, we were a wall. We were standing in front of the restaurant, Rumba Cubana, Jenny's favorite. We were a mile away from the houses. I have been here so many times, only as a female, only ever in dresses. Jenny and I always got dressed up when we came here. We wanted to look like the women that came here at night to dance, they always wore fancy dresses, high heels, even stockings. They always had the greatest fragrance, Spanish women always smelled so feminine, we wanted to be just like them. I always stood out, my Irish skin and red hair, Jenny with her long dark brown hair, her smile, she fit in and blended in so perfectly. She would tell me to stop being so nervous, stop acting like a brat, and enjoy myself, so that's what I would do. I loved her, she was my role model, my counselor, and my best friend. I was going to miss her, now more than ever.

*

We ate, we had rum and cokes, margaritas, we got up to go into the back. We were going to dance. Me? Of course I danced badly, but not as bad as Mitch. Maybe not as bad as Carson either. It was early, it was quite empty, just a couple of beautiful Spanish women in their long dresses and tight tops. They moved so easily, so fluidly, so sexy, I was always jealous.

The four of us stood watching, Carson and I were sharing a margarita, I didn't want to overdo it like I did the night before. I wanted to remember this night, Jenny's recreation, Jenny's dream for us.

"Hi, ladies. Let's dance."

"Um, okay."

A tall woman with long black hair took me and Jenny's hands. I shrugged to Carson, he had a huge smile on his face. The music started up and the three of us started to dance. I tried to follow the woman, her hips were amazing, her boyfriend must love her. Every man here must love her, she was beautiful and graceful. I tried, but I just couldn't focus on her legs, her hands, her hips.

"No, like me."

She moved, we tried, I couldn't even attempt it. It reminded me of when I was young trying to walk like a girl, roll my hips, and position my arms naturally. It was so hard, and then I decided I wasn't even going to try, I didn't have to walk like Jenny, like other women I would walk like me, little Sabrina with the red hair. Things became more natural, I wasn't trying too hard, I was just getting on with it, with life, and that's what I did now. I let the music take hold of me, I felt my hips sway, my legs move in the correct positions, just like we practiced. Just like last summer.

'That's it." The woman smiled at me, she smiled at Jenny, she called the men over.

Mitch took my hand and kissed my cheek, he moved and did the same to Jenny. Carson then came over and we kissed and danced, well we tried. I think I was moving extremely well in my head, but barely making a reasonable effort in real life. it didn't matter, I had a man holding my hand, I had my two friends next to me. We danced for an hour as the music got louder, the dance floor grew crowded and the Spanish women got even more beautiful.

"Come on let's get some air." Jenny took my arm, we were heading for the side door. "Mitch get us some drinks we will meet you two back at the table."

Outside it was quieter, we could still hear the bass from the music, we could see the boys now at the table, through the window. I waved. Jenny took my hand and we moved around to the back, away from the parking lot, away from the boys view.

"I want today to be the best day of your life." She stood in front of me holding my hands. "Okay?"

I smiled, "Okay. I think it already is."

She was looking at me, her look went from happiness to total sadness, she started to cry, I grabbed her and we held each other. I started to cry with her.

"I can't believe you are leaving, and so far away."

"We can visit." I sobbed.

"Sabrina you keep on leaving me, you were at College for over four years, you are never with me. You are my best friend, I love you so much and I miss you, I always miss you, Mitch misses you. Eh! Now you are going away forever."

"I'm sorry,"

"Don't you want to be with friends?"

Sniff, "I do I will have Gracie some of the time."

She pulled away from me. "I looked it up, Gracie is twenty hours away by car in Nebraska. She has kids, a husband, she is a busy woman, she will not be going to Phoenix to visit you." She started crying again, we held each other. "At least you have your perfect day, just like when we got Sid. Now we can forget all about the last time, it's erased. You have the perfect hair, we played with the perfect pets, and you finally met the perfect man. And that was the best we have ever danced."

*

Last summer my mother and Pam went away, they went to Canada, Niagra Falls. It wasn't that far from Binghamton. I didn't want to go, I was home for break, I wanted to stay with Jenny and Mitch. It was a wonderful two weeks. The school was finally over for summer vacation and I was going to be alone in the house. I was femme the whole entire time.

Jenny wanted a pet, and she wanted to find me a boyfriend, that was the plan. The only two things we planned that summer. That night.

"Remember," She smiled, her white teeth, big and bright in her mouth. "A great Boyfriend is one part Time and two parts Proximity. You need someone close who wants to be with you. You have big boobs that should be easy."

"But I am mostly in school, not here. Plus how do I explain a boyfriend to my mother."

Ha," Mitch laughed, watching me with my long gray nails, beige skirt, tight white top, and nude pumps. We just left one of Jenny's friends who did my hair and makeup. I felt fantastic, I looked fantastic, I smelt like Avon. We took so many pictures. "I am sure your mother will not be surprised."

Jenny shook her head, she thought I was being silly, I looked like a woman, I almost always felt like a woman. "You don't have to explain yourself, Sabrina, believe me everyone will understand, now let's go talk to the animals."

She held my hand. Sometimes she made me nervous, she was too logical, she was too strong and I was way too easily swayed. She knew everything. She had this plan and it made me nervous, she was everything I wasn't.

We spent the next hour and a half at the shelter, Jenny wanted something small, a pet to fit in her hand. There was a visiting veterinarian, handsome, nice, paid a little too much attention to my hair and legs, and breasts. Made me a little uncomfortable, I needed a margarita, to calm down my nerves, but I loved him showering me with attention. He helped Jenny find a pet, a perfect French Lop, perfect for her small hands. We celebrated, went to the pet store, and bought a new cage, new water dish, bottle, food, and fluff. It was late it was getting ready to close.

We brought him home she named him Sid, Sid Vicious, he was the opposite of vicious but he had a little too much hair on the top of his head. He had a slight mohawk. We went out to celebrate again at our favorite restaurant, had Cuban food, had rum and coke, margaritas, and went dancing, badly. My skirt was so short when I spun you could see my white bikinis under my nude pantyhose. I was popular. I still looked so good, smelled even better. We took so many pictures. We met so many of Mitch's and Jenny's friends from the neighborhood, people I would have known if I stayed in North Bergen. We met so many men, they were buying us drinks. One walked us home.

It was about twenty blocks, we figured we would sober up. Jenny and I were walking twenty blocks in five-inch heels. We passed the Flooring place, the Mexican deli, the brewery. At one point the men gave us rides on their backs, it was nice, I was on top of a man, his head between my silky thighs. He put me down and we started making out, his tongue was in my mouth, on my neck, in my cleavage. It was before I had my breast forms. I had on a cotton bra, filled with filets, they felt wonderful, sexy B cups. He was playing with them, he was rubbing my ass. Jenny and Mitch waited for us. We went against a wall, I was going to give him a hand job. Why not, I could do it, I'm looking for a boyfriend, I had to advertise my special abilities. My long gray nails slipped into his pants, into his briefs. He was big and hard. I let him suck my neck, and my chest, leaving me with red marks on my skin for days. I rubbed his cock, as we kissed, he was so big. When he came he moaned so loud, that Jenny thought something happened. She ran to us, she was nervous, but we just laughed when she asked. We held hands the rest of the way. It was nice, I was enjoying myself. I felt like a girl.

The block was quiet, dark. "This is us." I pointed, I smiled, he kissed me. He put his arms around me and lifted me up. He was so strong, and his hands were all over my ass again, fondling the pantyhose and panties. Jenny and Mitch were doing the same, the block was still quiet, still dark. I was going to walk into the front door, wearing my short skirt and heels, I wasn't going to slip in the back, over the fence, hide from the neighbors.

He walked me to the door, "Can I come in?"

"No, we just met, silly." I kissed him again, I was flirty, I wasn't drunk anymore. Maybe I just met my new boyfriend. I had my hands around his neck, fixing his collar. He told me I smelled so good, I was so pretty, he wanted to see me again. He wanted to see me all summer.

He smiled, I was up against the wall, the top of the steps, inches from the front door. He put his large hands under my top, then under my bra, it was quick, he pulled his hand out. "What the fuck." He looked at me, what had happened, "Why are you so flat, where are your tits?" He cursed, he moved back. He was studying me.

"Um..." I didn't know what to say, I stared at him, I wanted to apologize. I'm sorry I'm flat, the front of my panties are flat too, I wanted to tell him, I wasn't thinking correctly.

Jenny ran up the steps, she put her hands on the man's back. "Okay goodnight, Sabrina will call you tomorrow."

I never did. I never will. I never got his number. I think he left hating me.

She and Mitch walked him to the middle of the next block, I watched them walk away. I stayed on the stoop in front of the house, I cried, I felt like a fool, I felt like a phony. I wanted Jenny and Mitch to come back, I was nervous, I was missing them. I was looking down the block. The man was now gone, the three of us went into the house, I cried some more. I told them this would happen, I told them I was sorry for getting them involved, I told them I couldn't do this anymore. Thank god no one was home, all was dark and quiet and I STILL got caught in a skirt and heels. They stayed, I loved them, we fell asleep on the couch, the chairs. I got up before they did, I changed, I took what I could, I went back to school. Took so many hours, I had to go to NYC, get a train, then a bus.

My mother and sister walked in the next morning. Jenny and Mitch were still sleeping, they were slightly hungover, they needed an aspirin. I would have a lot of explaining to do, but Jenny of course smoothed everything out. My mother was fine, her mother was fine. She called me while I was still on the train, I was crying, but she told me not to worry about it, everything was fine. Better than fine. We still have all summer. But not for me, I wouldn't go home again until now, until seven months later.

It was still one of the best days of my life.

***

Jenny and I were still holding each other, I looked up and Mitch was behind her. "Is everything okay?"

Jenny wiped her nose, turned, and hugged Mitch. It was quiet, she started speaking into Mitch's chest. "Sabrina, I told everyone you were a girl."

"What?"

She turned around, "After last summer, with that jerk from here." She pointed up towards the restaurant. "I told everyone, your mother, your sister, my mother, god even Trey's mother, and why do we not know her name!" She put her hands on her face, she was crying again. "I told everyone, and everyone understood, no one was surprised. Your sister said she knew already. You were keeping it a secret, but doing a fucking crappy job of it, they all knew."

I didn't know what to say, she was too good for me, I did not deserve a friend as good as her, as Mitch. Or even a man as good as Carson, I was still a phony, I was bad at everything. I was crying again.

"I sent everyone pictures, from Halloween, from Christmas, when we went to Grand Central, it wasn't a secret, it wasn't a big deal. No one cared you were a girl. What was always the big fuckin' deal? Why do you think my mother put an extra bed in my room, that was for you. My best friend, who happened to be the most beautiful girl on the block."

"Why, why didn't you tell me?"

"I tried, god, you were always saying goodbye, you were never paying attention. The best thing that happened was you got drunk last night, lost your inhibitions, and slept with Carson. He is perfect, he's nice, he has known about you, like everyone else since last summer. He has been begging me to get you two together. Give him your phone number. And what do you do? You never come back. And now you are leaving him, and Mitch and me! Your fuckin' best friend!"

She walked away, she was mad now, she went back into the restaurant, Mitch followed. I leaned against the wall, I wasn't even confused anymore. I felt the bass from the music, I felt myself shake, I felt myself cry. After a couple of minutes, Carson was holding me. We stood against the wall for so long. I didn't know what to do.

"Carson, is Jenny mad at me?"

"I don't know, but let's go back inside." So we did. Jenny and Mitch were back at the table. When I walked over the woman who showed us how to dance brought us a pitcher of Sangrias, with lots of fruit.

"Here you go, from me. A going-away present." She then kissed the top of my head. "We are going to miss you. Aren't you going to miss this place? This wonderful magical place?"

I just smiled, It was a question I couldn't answer. I held in my tears, I held onto Carson's hands. We poured sangria, it was still early, and we talked. I told Carson about the first time I met Mitch and Jenny, then I told him when he met me all dressed up in Jenny's flowered dress. Nobody was mad. We laughed.

"Cream soda." Ha.

*

We decided to walk home. We walked by the flooring place, the Mexican deli and the brewery, there were people outside of it that Mitch knew, and we stopped to say hello. Once again a mile in five-inch heels, we let the guys hold us on their shoulders. We gave them handjobs against a wall, near the hardware store. We played kiss, kill, marry. We took a picture in the middle of the street, the middle of North Bergen, a million miles away from Broadway. I was with my favorite three people, this was officially the best day of my life, I checked the record books. I told Jenny and she cried.

"Is it really?" She asked, slightly surprised.

"It is, it definitely is."

"Even though I got a little pissed?"

"Especially because of that."

She hugged me, we said goodnight, I wouldn't let her go. We had to get up early for the flight, everyone was going to come with me. Carson was going to sleep over. I was having a sleepover, in my room, I would have to borrow another nightie.

***

The End of Part 3 of 4

Runnin' Away With Me (The End)
By Sabrina G. Langton

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Author's Note: Oooh the exciting conclusion, well, the conclusion anyway, ha. Thank you for sticking with me. I hope YOU liked it.

***

It was after midnight, we went quietly into the bedroom. There was a little white slip on a hanger, it was beautiful, it wasn't mine. Carson sat on the bed, I took off his shoes, socks then pants. I then took off the denim jacket, the white dress. I was standing in front of him in a white bra, my breast forms looked incredible. I had on my nude pantyhose with my string bikini panties visible underneath, I still had on my five-inch nude heels. They have been with me all weekend. I slipped on the little slip. It landed in the middle of my thighs, I looked very demure.

He lied, he wouldn't let me shut the light. "Wow, you look great." He smiled, his cock was pushing against his briefs. I reached and played with him. He was so hard, I rubbed my face on his cotton underwear, and kissed his hidden cock. I looked up at him and slowly brought his briefs down. I kissed his hard cock, I licked his thighs, kissed his legs. I turned around and rubbed my nylons on him. He put his face on my back, then kissed my ass. "I love doing this, I love a girl in stockings." He laughed.

"Pantyhose."

"Ha, even better." He rubbed some more, he then started playing with my breasts. "How big are you, what size breasts do you have, I really don't know how to ask this question."

It was my turn to laugh, "I am a D cup. But in three weeks I will be a C. But I think I like being a D better."

"What do you mean?"

"Well I am going to Phoenix not only for a job but to have surgery, I figured it was far enough away from New Jersey, no one will know."

He made me turn around, he put my breasts in his face, he kissed and rubbed, "So wait, no one will know you want D cup boobs, but you are getting C? That sounds crazy. I will know."

"Mmm, I didn't plan this out well enough, I wish I had Jenny or my mother helping me. By myself, I am so useless."

I sat on his lap and he kissed me, "You don't have to be by yourself, Sabrina, remember that. That is your choice."

He gave me no time to think or answer him. He lifted me and I lay on the bed. He took off his shirt and I reached out my fingers, my long gray nails to touch. He moved closer as I scratched over his chest. "I love doing this, touching you, did I do this last night?"

"Last night? You don't remember?"

"No, not really. I'm sorry I wish I could, I bet it was fantastic. I wish I was there." He laughed as he lay on top of me and we kissed.

"What don't you remember?"

"Um, everything is fuzzy after we ate. I know I had Mofongo, ha, and then that's it. My memory drifted far away."

He sat up, on his elbow, his other hand still playing with my breasts. "Let me think. We ate, and we even had dessert, the owner brought it over to us, he said he heard you were leaving."

"Really? I don't remember that at all."

"Jenny told me, something happened with him and you last year, he got nasty or something. She was surprised he was so nice, but she didn't want to talk about it. I said I would take him out back if she wanted, heh."

I moved up, inches from his face. "That's the owner? I do kind of remember. I was outside the ladies' room talking to the woman who gave us dance lessons tonight and he came over to me. He said he was sorry about what happened. He gave both me and that woman drinks, but I gave it to you, I already had too much."

"Jenny and Mitch had a talk with him, a while ago like Christmas or something, I don't really know."

"I love Jenny and Mitch, I have known them for so long." I pulled him to me, and he got on top of me again.

"You are lucky to have such great friends, now they are mine, we can share." He laughed and kissed my neck. He grabbed my hair, "I love how much you love Jenny, you two can never let go of each other."

"Mmm."

"God I love your hair and it still smells incredible. I'm going to bet heaven smells exactly the same."

I watched him, I thought he was teasing me but he seemed so serious. He moved down my body and started rubbing my crotch through the slip. He took it off of me. He had his face against me, against my panties. He kissed me, I was totally tucked, I was loving this. He pulled down my pantyhose and he started to kiss my panties again, I felt his hand go under me, then his finger went inside of me. It slid right in, I arched my back. He kissed my stomach as he fingered me, as he played and pushed. I started to moan.

"Carson? Did I make a lot of noise last night?"

"Mmm, you did, so did I. We were having fun. I'm not used to being with such a beautiful woman... that smells like heaven." His next finger went in and he wiggled some more. "This morning was even better, I can't wait until tomorrow morning." We laughed as he brought down my pantyhose, right below my ass. I got up on my knees and he started to lick me, No one had ever done this to me before, it was nice, it was making me squirm, getting me over-excited.

"Carson, I'm so ready. I want your cock inside me."

He held my hips and the head of his cock slipped in, he waited and then pushed in a little more. I arched my back and he slid in some more. Soon I felt his rock-hard cock move in. I felt his body against me as we started to fuck. I put my head down and concentrated on the feeling of him moving inside of me, I was moaning, I wanted to scream, but I didn't want to wake anyone up. I didn't care if they knew I was having sex, sex with a wonderful, mature, gorgeous man. According to Jenny, no one would be surprised.

He pulled out. "Roll over baby, let me see those lips and eyes."

I turned over and stuck out my tongue, "How's this?"

"Perfect." He lifted me, placed his cock at my opening, I watched his face as he entered me again. I bent my knees as he fucked between my thighs, his hands on my boobs. His face above me, smiling, studying, remembering for when I am gone. I was biting my lip and I started to cry.

"What's the matter, are you okay?"

"Yes, fine, cum inside me when you are ready." I put my hands on his shoulders.

He smiled, "Okay." And he started fucking me harder. He was making me crazy, I wasn't tucked but I was hidden in the white silk of the panties. I was moving back and forth as he thrust into me. He bent down more, he was so close, I wanted to kiss him. I tried to bend my back more to get him closer but we couldn't. So we watched each other as we made love. I watched him through my blurry eyes.

I put my hands on his chest, in his hair, on his face. "Carson you are so handsome, I love your nose." He then bent down and lightly kissed me. It was perfect, it was exactly what I needed. I started to cum. My body was moving on its own and I started to scream, "Yes, holy fuck baby, don't stop..."

He took hold of my hips and pulled back and pushed himself as far in as he could go. I could feel him deep, he was so tremendous. I screamed a little more and then he started to cum. he was moaning as he squirted inside of me. I felt him fill me up, I loved feeling him cum. He stayed inside of me, he rubbed my legs, my stomach, under my breast forms.

"Ahh..."

I fixed my nylons, and we laid down, my head under his chin, his arm around me. I moved as close to him as I could, I fell asleep, I slept all night.

***

Knock, knock. "Come on you two, time to get up."

I heard my mother calling us, I was on Carson's chest. My silky legs against him. He had a hand around me, it was nice waking up like this. I have never spent the night with someone before, and now I did it twice in a row. I moved up, I stretched, I threw the covers on the floor. The floor to my empty boy's room. I sat on him. I sat on his cock, I put my hands on his chest, my own personal fuck machine, my own personal man. I would miss this, he was absolutely perfect for me. I wanted to be perfect for him, I wanted to be HIS personal fuck machine, HIS perfect girlfriend.

His eyes opened. "Wait, are you a dream?"

"Yes, that's why I'm so fuzzy. Sorry for making you work so early this morning."

He smiled, his manhood was so big, he had never been happier. I pulled down my panties and pantyhose, unfortunately, my 'clit' was showing, I covered it with my free hand. I slipped the other one around and then aimed him to go inside me. Carson was already hard, and he slipped in, as I closed my eyes, forgetting where I was. We started to fuck, now with me on top. He played with my breasts as they hung, my hair as it covered his face, we moved in perfect sync.

"I am going to miss your breasts." He smiled, I could tell he meant it.

"I am going to miss all of you."

"Ha, I will miss all of you too then."

Soon we were so quiet, it was nice. We were just looking, I was studying the face I will be missing. I was getting excited again, I bounced a little more, I was getting closer to orgasm, I suddenly felt him shoot inside of me, I was surprised. I started cumming myself, some landed on his hard stomach so I covered it better. He slid out of my hole, I licked him clean and got back into my morning position, my hair against his cheek. I would never have better sex.

Knock, knock. "Come on, I know you heard me before." I listened to my mother and sister laugh, I heard some clinking, there would be breakfast.

"Okay Mrs. L," Carson called.

Knock, knock. "Sabrina! Jenny left an outfit, it's in the bathroom on the door."

I perked up. "An outfit, ooh can't wait. I'm taking a shower first Mister." I got up, I slid off of the bed.

"Wait." He sat up, he kissed my neck, he then ran to the bathroom went right around me, he closed the door. I heard his stream. He came out and kissed me. "I am taking your toothbrush home with me, it's going to be my souvenir, oh and that dress is going to look amazing on you. Can I watch you put it on?"

"Maybe." I slipped by him into the bathroom. Was it really only twenty-four hours ago when I was nervous about having a man in my bed? I was nervous about everyone discovering I was becoming a 'woman.' Now? Who cares, life goes on, and I couldn't wait to see everyone. I brushed and walked back out to kiss Carson, the toothpaste once again canceling us out. "Do you want to take a shower first, baby?"

"Baby, mmm I like that. Okay, I will be quick."

*

I called Gracie, it was early she was only an hour earlier. Central time. I missed her, I missed her kids and husband. We talked on the phone all the time. She introduced me to a Doctor, a sex reassignment Doctor in Phoenix, someone she went to school with. I talked to him so much over the phone, he was nice, I trusted him. He helped me get a job near his office.

"Hi."

"Sabrina, hi. I can't wait to see you. I should be there tonight around eight or so."

"Okay, um, Jenny told everyone that I was transgender."

"Again, I thought she told them already?" She seemed confused, I guess I was the only one who didn't know. She didn't want to make a big deal out of it, make me nervous, or fixate on it. She was once again right, she always knew what to do.

"Okay love ya, see you tonight."

*

I was in front of Carson, I had on beige pantyhose and that was kind of it. No panties, no bra, just my perfect D cups, waist cincher, and silky legs. "This is the dress Jenny wants me to wear? I don't know."

"Oh come on, you are gonna look great."

I slid it over my head. It was gray, it was skin tight and long-sleeved. It matched my nails perfectly. The top of my dress hid the breast forms nicely, I had a little chocker on to cover the seam. I slid on the darker four-inch heels, showing off my matching toenails. I put silver hoops in my ears, I was looking in the mirror, Carson was behind me, he moved my hair and kissed my neck. His hands went down to my ass. "I will not be able to keep my hands off of you."

I smiled at him through the mirror. My lashes were so long and thick, I wondered if Meg gave me extensions I thought they were false ones. I put on mascara and ran some brushes over myself as Carson watched. I then put on my lipstick, plum, perfect. He watched, he moved closer, his cock was hard and rubbing against me. He watched my lips get bigger, shinier, I pursed, I licked.

He laughed, "You can't do that to me, I won't be able to take it, baby."

"Baby? Mmm, I like that very much." I put on more lipstick, my lips did look fantastic, maybe they were the best part of me. He leaned more into me, I blew him a kiss through the mirror.

Carson was kissing my neck as he watched the reflection. "Sabrina, that woman in the mirror is flirting with me."

"Well tell her to stop because you, my dear, are mine." I turned around, put my arms around his neck. I let him kiss my perfect lips, rub his body against me, play with my hair. I pushed my thigh into his cock, felt it get even harder. I held him close, I loved holding him, I would miss this, I would miss this too much.

"Ahh.." He started pushing against me, I knew he was cumming, I knew what that sounded like.

I kissed him again, I let him rub my breasts, I held his face and gave him one more kiss, tongue and all. "Can I finish?"

"You can, but I can't promise I won't bother you."

He made me smile, he loved my body, my hair, it was nice, I wanted him to bother me.

*

'Just my imagination
Runnin' away with me'

"Oh my god, you look fantastic. I can't believe I have two beautiful daughters." My mother was watching me as I walked out of the room, I was trailed by Carson. She was watching us, she started to cry. There were so many tears this weekend, I wasn't used to it. She walked over, she hugged me, my first hug as her daughter. "I can't believe you just got here and now you are going away. I hardly ever see you. I hardly even talked to you."

I didn't even know what to say. I wish I could tell her how tense I felt all these years hiding in my room and under my covers. Moving my femme clothes into different rooms and hoping no one saw the slight mascara I couldn't get off my lashes or the stray nail polish I forgot to take off. It was so hard, all this hiding. I would spend time in motels just to wear a dress, just to try on new heels, it was crazy. I loved that she knew now, why didn't we just say something years ago, me and Jenny? If Jenny brought it up I would have just gone with it, I always did whatever she suggested. I was always so easy.

So easy.

I heard the front door. "Let me see, let me see the dress." Jenny and her mother walked closer, Mitch was right behind them. "Come on spin."

"I'm not a good spinner."

"You are also not a good liar."

So I spun, I spun like I have been practicing for decades, which I have. Maybe my whole life was just practice for this moment. Maybe everything led me to be with my friends, with my family showing them the real me. The me that I always was. The one who was hidden in closets, in Jenny's bedroom, in an apartment by myself almost four hours away.

"Even the heels are perfect." Jenny was watching me. She looked so beautiful herself, all in black. Short dress, high heels, of course, perfect nails. We were so much alike. She was always my role model, she was the person I wanted to be when I grew up. When would I be grown up? She hugged me again, it was nice, I didn't want to let her go... again.

"Come on let's get your bags, then everyone in the van." We followed my mother outside, she opened the garage door. The hum waking up the neighbors, Trey's mother walked over, she gave me a present, told me not to open it until I was on the plane. I kissed her, I was now going to miss the block too, her backyard, the ripping sound over her fence.

The garage door moved up slowly, revealing the gray van inside. Next to it were four suitcases, pale blue, covered with flowers, almost antique, beige straps. They matched my little blue one that Jenny was now holding. I looked at her, she had a huge smile on her face. "Express shipping." She shrugged. "It cost a fortune, sister."

"Oh my god," I walked over and bent down, they were perfect, an exact match. I picked one up, it was so heavy. I had been looking for anything similar, a purse, a makeup case anything. The bags were so me, they were perfect. I started to cry, I wasn't going to stop. I wasn't going to be able to make it through the day, through my life without Jenny, what the fuck was I thinking. I stood up and grabbed her. "Jenny I am so sorry, sorry for everything, I have been so foolish so stupid. Please, forgive me."

She was crying, I could barely understand her. "You are my best friend, always. You told me you felt funny dressing up at home, and I asked my mother for another bed, another mirror, and more closet space. You could have just stayed with me, for years, me and you for years. Friendship is Time plus Proximity. I was right next door, with plenty of time." She held me tight and we cried, everyone else watched. The crazy thing is, it was what, what is that word again, oh yeah... Easy. Holy fuck It was so freaking easy. I let it out, I held on, we went back into the house and we made two calls.

I sat on Carson's lap, I wanted him close. Jenny sat against us on the floor.

"Hi Gracie, I'm going to stay in New Jersey. Can we come and visit you? I don't really know, maybe two weeks. The sooner the better. We miss you. Okay bye, love you so much."

"Hello, Doctor Mariani? Yes, it's Sabrina, Sabrina Langton, Sorry for bothering you on a Sunday. I won't make my appointment Wednesday. Can you give me a Doctor you trust in New Jersey? New York? Thank you so much, can I have my mother talk to you? Thank you again, bye."

Two calls, it was so easy.

We were all sitting together in my mother's front room, I was looking at everyone, I had tears in my eyes. "Why have we never done this before?"

Jenny laughed, "We know why. But now we can do it all the time."

Pam and my mother made us all breakfast, I made coffee. I couldn't stop crying. I was going to stay. I was going to stay in Jenny's house, her sister's old bedroom, at least until she got married, then we will make new plans. Maybe recreate the day I almost moved to Phoenix, almost moved away from my friends, my boyfriend, my mother, and sister, almost said goodbye to everyone I loved.

Mitch and Carson brought in my blue luggage, my perfect flowered antique bags. Jenny opened them up. She showed me all the outfits she found for me. "I got rid of all of your other clothes, all your boy clothes went to Goodwill. What were you thinking, why were they making the trip? You are supposed to be a woman. Now, look at these heels twenty percent off, and they are incredible. Six fuckin' inches Sabrina. Haha. Six fuckin' inches."

We spent the next three hours drinking coffee and going through my new wardrobe and listening to our favorite song.

"Um, Jenny?"

"Yes."

"Is it just my imagination, running away with me?"

She laughed, she threw some of the contents of one of the bags at me. "No, you are still such a dork. Welcome to the real world Sabrina, and thank you for not leaving me. Us." And she opened her arms, and I watched everyone looking at me, big smiles on their faces. What was I thinking, everything was so... Holy fuck what is that fucking word again.

"Oh Trey's mom, what is your first name?" Mitch asked.

"Lovelie, but you knew that."

Mitch spoke up. "We did, I don't know how we could ever forget."

Sometimes you forget things and sometimes everything is so fucking Easy. But only sometimes when someone like Jenny is involved.

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Jenny always told me "A great boyfriend is one part Time and two parts Proximity." And Carson turned out to be a fantastic boyfriend. He made me very happy, I think I made him slightly more. You will have to ask him. He is usually with me. I am usually on his lap.

"Jenny?"

"Yes."

"Is it just my imagination, you know, runnin' away with me?"

"I think you are still such a nerd, now go to sleep. We have so much to do tomorrow."

And we fell asleep, I slept in the bed next to her. I think this is where I will stay unless Mitch visits. Then Carson and I will just listen to them from the sister's old bedroom and rate their performance. I will yell "That was easily a ten you two! Some of your best work!"

Jenny's mother told us she put the other bed in the bedroom after Jenny's twelfth birthday, right after Sabrina, well me, met Mitch. Right after the cream soda.

My mom, Lovelie, and Jenny's mom were so glad there was another girl on the block.

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The End

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