Becoming A High School Girl - Chapter 42

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Next Friday, we'd have our class party/picnic right after finals. Monday would be graduation practice with the senior night that evening. It was pretty exciting and more than a bit scary.

"You know that in two weeks, we'll be in NYC!" exclaimed Laura.

"I know!"

"You worried about the surgery?" asked Laura.

"Nervous is a better description. However, I need to get used to the idea of surgery."

"I was looking at that SRS website you told me about. Those doctors do a great job. Some of them really look like they were born girls. Apparently, you'll even be able to have orgasms afterward. That's really something to look forward to!"

"It'll be a red-letter day!"

"So when will you be doing it? I know you were looking at a date sometime next spring."

"That's right. We've contacted a few doctors, and they are reviewing my history. I'll let you know as soon as I know. I'll need a while to recover, and I really don't want to do that during the summer."

"I'll be there for you," she pledged.

"I know you'll try," I replied.

"No, I promise I'll be there," reiterated Laura.

I knew she was serious, and all I could do at that point was kiss her!

We were suddenly interrupted by Laura's cell phone. It was Cat.

"You two are shameless! Imagine making out on a couch in a public coffeehouse!" taunted Cat.

Laura looked around and saw Cat and Matt standing outside Spencer's. They were waving to us and smiling. We walked outside and joined them.

We walked up the street to a restaurant that we had wanted to try. Matt said that all colleges seemed to have a street like this one. I asked how his classes had gone, and he sounded pretty well.

"I'm going to start a summer internship with the FBI in a week. I'll be working in their Philly office. It should be really interesting," he explained.

"Sounds exciting," I replied.

"The cool thing is that almost everyone accepted into the internship program gets into the FBI Academy upon graduation," added Cat.

The conversation bounced all around during dinner. Matt was very interested in the arrest of the Rev and hoped that he'd get a chance to talk to Sam about it.

"I'm sure that could be arranged," I remarked. "Sam loves to tell that story, and I love hearing it."

Cat said that her mom was planning on inviting us over for dinner Sunday, along with Laura's parents. We also agreed to meet the next day at my house around noon and then drive over to the pool. Cat said she couldn't wait to see me in my bikini. I felt my face turning red. Laura smiled and said she loves it when I blush.

After dinner, Laura and I left them alone, and we walked back to my car. We debated about stopping in for cappuccinos, but the urge to make out was stronger than the need for caffeine. We went back to her house and went up to her room.

We even skipped the photo at first. Laura said something about getting it later, and she pulled me onto the bed. We began to snuggle and kiss. I felt her fingers rubbing against my nipples. The sensations went deep into my body, and I felt quivers of pleasure rush through me. She helped me out of my shirt and then my bra. My nipples were very hard, and she smiled and stroked them. She also took off her top, and I returned the favor. I really loved these moments. They were so sharing and mutual.

We fooled around for almost an hour before Laura figured that we'd better take the picture and then get dressed before her parents got home. There was no doubt about my breasts growing. Laura said that if they kept growing like this, I wouldn't need implants. That was a relief; I really didn't want to have pads implanted in my chest.

We then talked about going to the pool tomorrow.

"Look, if you don't want to go to the pool, that's cool. I don't want you to feel like I'm pressuring you or anything," Laura stated.

"You're not pressuring me. I know that you care about me. I'm just a little nervous, that's all."

"Umm, are you afraid that your thing might get hard?" I could tell that she was trying to say it as delicately as possible.

"The thought has gone through my mind. I can still get hard. I'll have to be on hormones a lot longer than just over two months to stop that from happening."

"So, it is true that sometimes you can't control it?" she asked.

"Yes. I think every boy's biggest fear is to get a hard-on in the boy's locker room. It instantly labels you as gay," I confessed.

"Did that ever happened to you?" she asked.

I smiled. "No, I was slow to mature anyway."

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Well, it was a bit embarrassing being one of the last kids to get pubic hair. Being skinny and short didn't help either. I used to think it was because I was a bit younger than a lot of my classmates, but looking back, I wonder if there was something else going on."

"You mean something about being transgender?" she asked.

"Yes, maybe. It's sort of funny. I used to think that I was just an average teenage boy. But looking back, I can see things that stand out so clearly now," I explained.

"Well, hindsight is a perfect science," remarked Laura.

We went downstairs and kissed goodbye. I was just getting into my car when her parents arrived. They actually seemed happy to see me, and we talked for a few minutes. I still wasn't sure if they totally accepted me. Mr. Adams liked my car. I waved goodbye to Laura and drove home.

I pulled into the driveway and walked to the house. I stopped and looked at the bush. It was nice to see it there.

I joined Mom and Sam in the kitchen. Terri had already called and given them the invitation for dinner. I warned Sam that Matt wanted to hear all about the Rev investigation. He said that he'd be happy to talk to Matt.

I showed Mom my bikinis, and all she could do was smile.

"I never thought I'd see you are wearing anything like these," she smiled.

"I'm still not sure about wearing them, but it's required for the competition," I stated.

"Be sure you put on lots of sunscreens tomorrow!" added Mom.

Mom always told me to put on lots of sunscreens! I was happy to see some things never change! "By the way, do you want to ride over with me to the DMV?"

"I'd love to, and it'll give me a chance to ride in your new car," replied Mom.

"What time?" she asked.

"I'd go as early as possible. They get very crowded on Saturdays," added Sam.

We agreed to leave the house by eight, so we could be there when they opened at nine. Mom said she'd bring the paperwork showing my name change.

I kissed them both goodnight and went to bed. I drifted off into a pleasant, restful night's sleep - no nightmares at all.

Saturday morning, I was up early. I was completely ready to go and get my new license; the only problem was that it was only 6:30 AM! I killed time by reading the paper and watching the birds. We had added a new feeder. Sam had suggested that we put up a finch feeder. It had smaller holes, and it was filled with thistle seed. It sure did the job, as we were getting flocks of goldfinches and some purple finches too. It seemed ironic that in nature, the males were so colorful and the females so drab - the complete opposite of humans. I wondered if animals ever had gender issues. The finches seemed to enjoy the seed. I was eating a sesame seed bagel with cream cheese, and I was enjoying it too.

Mom came down a little after seven. After she got a cup of coffee and toasted her bagel, she joined me at the table. She sat there and stared at me and smiled.

"What's up?" I asked.

"I was just thinking about what a lovely young woman you've become. I'm so proud of how you've handled all the changes and challenges in your life this past year!"

"I've had a lot of good help." I took a sip of my tea and then looked at Mom. "Did you ever suspect that I was 'different'?"

Mom sat there for a moment. "Yes. I didn't know that you were transgender, but I wondered if you might be gay. But as long as you were happy, it didn't matter to me."

"What sorts of things tipped you off?" I asked.

"I can't think of anything specific offhand, but there was just a strong feeling that you had some internal conflicts. At first, I thought it was caused by the lack of a father. But when I saw your struggles with dating, I suspected that it might be something more personal."

"Was it that obvious?" I asked, sort of horrified.

"You looked so uncomfortable. I saw that you liked hanging around with girls but that you were always very nervous when you dated. Something seemed off."

"Why didn't you ever say anything to me?" I asked.

She smiled. "I wanted to, but I was waiting for you to come to me. I did try to make it clear that I would always be there for you."

"That's true. I've always known that I could talk to you, even when I was too stubborn to do it. So this past year, when did you know that this was deeper than just a contest for me?" I asked.

Mom took a long sip of her coffee. "That first day, Cat brought you home, and I saw you dressed. I saw how happy you looked, and it hit me that I now had a daughter."

"Really? Was it that obvious?" I asked.

"It was to me. But then again, I'm your mother. I couldn't say anything until you came to me."

What else could I do but lean over and give her a big long hug?

We got in my car and headed over to the DMV. I was a little nervous, but Mom made me feel at ease.

The line wasn't too long at the DMV, and we were soon filling out paperwork. The clerk we talked to was really cool and accepted the paperwork without question. Before I knew it, my photo had been taken, and I was walking out with a new license that identified me as Erika Jean Warren. Of course, there'd still be a lot of paperwork to be filled out to completely change all my identification, but this was a great start.

Mom asked if she could drive us home, and I reluctantly agreed. It was a good idea, as I just wanted to look at my new license. I kept looking at the little F next to sex. It was another one of those real moments. Mom also seemed to enjoy driving my car.

When we got home, we saw Sam cutting the grass. He was getting a chance to try the riding mower that he'd bought the previous week. I couldn't be sure, but he seemed to be really enjoying himself.

Mom noticed it too. "When Jeff Gordon comes in for a pit stop, see if he wants a cold drink," she quipped.

"Maybe we should buy him some racing gloves and a helmet!" I suggested.

"Oh, no. He'd actually wear them!" We both started laughing together.

I went upstairs and checked the clock. I had an hour to get ready before we went to the pool. I stripped down and put on my green bikini. I looked at myself in the mirror. I didn't look too bad. My maleness was completely hidden, and my breasts looked pretty good. I then examined the rest of my body. I was glad I'd followed Laura's advice and got the bikini waxing. I was slim, and my legs looked really good from all my running. My waist was thin and flat and, although I wasn't sure, it did look like I was getting a little bigger around the hips. I decided that I'd pass without any problems. If anyone said anything, I could always flash my new driver's license in their face! See, the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania says I'm a girl!

I slipped a pair of shorts and an oversized t-shirt over my suit and put on my sport sandals. I picked up my towel and sunscreen in my beach bag. I grabbed my sunglasses and went downstairs.

"So, you aren't going to let me see you in your suit?" asked Mom.

I put down my bag and took off my shirt and shorts. Mom nodded in approval. Our mother-daughter moment was quickly ended by a loud wolf whistle from Sam.

My face turned beet red as I turned around and saw him standing there looking at me.

"Hey, remember I'm going to be your daughter!" I admonished with a laugh as I composed myself.

"You never whistled like that at me!" sniffed Mom, pretending to be upset.

"I've never seen you in a bathing suit," remarked Sam with a big smile on his face.

"Well, that can be easily corrected!" She walked over and kissed Sam and then went upstairs.

Mom came down in a few minutes in her bikini, and she looked great in it. Sam gave her a long wolf whistle, and she said he was forgiven. She then went out to the deck to lie in the sun.

Sam smiled and watched her walk away.

Cat, Matt, and Laura arrived at the same time, and I invited them in. I was glad that they hadn't arrived ten minutes earlier. I hadn't put my shorts and shirt back on, and Cat and Laura smiled at me.

"Nice suit!" Cat complimented.

I struck a model's pose. It was either that or rush to get dressed.

"See, I told you she'd get used to wearing it," Laura replied in a smug manner.

"We're not at the pool yet," I added.

We used Laura's car and headed over to the pool. The pool was big and shaped like a huge L. At one end of the short part of the L was the diving area, twelve feet deep. They also had a kid's pool, known as the pee pool. The ground around the pool was landscaped into slopes. We picked an area a bit further away from the crowds, for my sake. We spread out our towels, and then we took off our outer clothes. I felt like everyone in the whole pool area was staring at me. We put on tanning lotion. Matt spread some on my back for me. I had to admit that it was cool the way he just accepted me as one of Cat's girlfriends.

I laid down on my back and decided to work on my tan. That way, I could also close my eyes. I went for the 'what you don't see won't hurt you' strategy. Cat, Matt, and Laura all went for a swim. I was very content to just lie there.

After thirty minutes, I turned over and lay on my stomach. I positioned myself, so I could watch my friends in the pool. It felt very good just lying there in the sun. I was careful to avoid sunburn. Having grown up in San Diego, I knew how much sun I could take at one time before burning. I was also aware that this was my first time out in the sun, and the last thing I wanted was to get fried!

I finally gave in and joined them in the pool. I was relieved that my suit didn't fall apart or fall off! It was a really nice day, and the water felt wonderful.

We took a break and moved back to the towels. Having something damp and cool on my chest was the first time I'd been at all uncomfortable about wearing a bra. I lay on my back to warm up in the sun. Laura and Cat went to go get some drinks.

"So, did you go swimming much back in California?" asked Matt. "You're from LA, aren't you?"

I smiled. "A bit further south. I'm from San Diego. Yes, I did, but not in a pool. We used to go to the beach a lot. I never learned to surf, but I did use a bodyboard."

"That's cool. My family always rents a house at the Jersey shore every summer," remarked Matt.

"Shore?" I asked.

"Yes, it's a Philly/Jersey thing. Like 'Yo' and cheesesteaks," added Matt, with a laugh.

"I want to go to Philly someday. I want to meet all my future in-laws, and I'd also love to see all the historical sites."

Matt told me all about the city and the area. I could see why Cat liked him so much. Cat and Laura returned with the drinks. I didn't realize how thirsty I was.

We spent a few hours there, and by the time we left, I was very comfortable being out in my bikini. I also must admit that I was a little turned on by some of the looks I got from some of the guys. As Sandra had told me, I might as well enjoy the compliments. Hey, I was very happy with Laura, but a girl never turns away compliments.

Matt was taking Cat out to dinner that night. Laura suggested that we catch a movie together. Laura dropped us off and told me she'd come by around six. I kissed her goodbye and said goodbye to Cat and Matt.

I went upstairs to shower and change. I was pleasantly surprised to see my new tan lines. It was quite obvious that I'd been wearing a bikini! I thought that the contrast between tan and no tan even made my breasts stand out more! I took a nice long shower and rinsed away the smell of chlorine. I also rinsed out my bathing suit and hung it up to dry.

I slipped on a cotton skirt, a sleeveless t-shirt, and a pair of sandals. I was so glad that it was warm again outside. I did grab my denim jacket for when it got cooler.

Mom and Sam had gone out. I read Mom's note. They were moving the last things out of Sam's old apartment. There was still some furniture, but Sam had sold that to the landlord. They were also expecting to hear soon about their offer on the house. It was cool that they were buying it. I loved where we lived. The bush had exorcised the last evil spirits, and now it really felt like home.

Sam said he'd love to fence in the backyard and get a dog. He wanted a lab or a setter. I thought that was a great idea, although I still wanted to get a cat. Sam was sure cats and dogs could live together. Growing up, they'd had several cats and a black lab, and they'd all got along pretty well.

Laura picked me up before they got back. I wrote them a quick note and left. We grabbed a quick meal and ended up seeing the latest summer blockbuster. It was okay. I would have preferred a plot to go with the special effects.

We went over to Spencer's and got some cappuccinos. It was late, and I didn't want something really sweet. I skipped the pie, too, although Laura did give me some of her cheesecake.

"I have a really cool tan line now," I confessed.

"Hmmm, I'd love to see it," she replied, and we kissed. We left and drove over to her house. Her parents were over at the neighbors', so we were alone.

I started to get undressed, but Laura stopped me. Instead, she undressed me. She slowly helped me out of my clothes. She then slipped off my bra with the boob pads. Then she stepped back and admired my body.

"That's so cool looking. I can't wait until your tan darkens. Of course, you'll need to lower your straps in the future so you'll get an even tan on your shoulders. And when you lie on your stomach, you can undo the back," she explained.

"Well, let me see your tan line now," I asked softly.

I sat on the edge of the bed, and Laura slowly undressed. She took off her dress and then her bra. I hoped that my breasts would get to be that round and full someday!

We kissed and fondled each other. I loved the intimacy of our time together. It was loving and sharing and not just a quick effort to get off.

We were lying on the bed holding each other, "May I ask you something personal?" asked Laura.

I laughed. "How much more personal can you get?"

She smiled. "Well, I can't help but notice that you don't get hard when we cuddle. I was wondering if it was because of the hormones or the gaff or something else?"

"Well, it does initially get hard, then it softens. Maybe my mind is becoming female in a sexual manner. It's still sensitive." I didn't mind discussing this with Laura, as I knew she was truly interested in my transition.

"Do you still, umm pleasure yourself?" she asked.

I smiled. "Yes, I do, but I find that I pay much more attention to my nipples now."

"That's incredible. It's amazing how readily the body and mind adapt," remarked Laura, and she kissed me again.

We got dressed, and she drove me home. She said that she'd see me again tomorrow, as Terri had invited her family over for dinner tomorrow. We kissed again, and I went in. It had been a wonderful day!

I'm jumping right to Sunday evening and our dinner at Terri and Cat's. As I said earlier, the guests were Mr. & Mrs. Adams, Laura, Sam, Mom, and me. Of course, Matt was there too.

Terri had become very fond of Matt. She had initially been worried about Cat getting too involved with him. But she trusted Cat to do the right thing. In many ways, Cat was mature beyond her years. I've always trusted her advice.

Matt was very interested in talking to Sam. They sat out on the deck discussing the Rev and some of Sam's other investigations and cases. Cat slipped out to join in the conversation.

Dinner was very nice. Laura's parents were now very friendly with Sam and Mom. I still think they were still a little wary about me, and I also think they were still sort of hoping that Laura would suddenly turn heterosexual.

Mrs. Adams was very pleased that Terri and Mom would be on the trip to NYC with us. She was also glad that we had a professional driver.

"So, how much does something like that cost?" asked Mrs. Adams.

"I'm not really sure; Erika's employer, Mrs. Lincoln, is picking up the tab," explained Mom.

"I've talked to her a few times at civic events," said Mrs. Adams. "What's she really like?"

"To be honest, I'm not really sure I can answer that. I do know she is very generous, extremely protective, and supportive of her friends and employees. Actually, the employee is too general a term. When you work for her, you become part of her family; she refers to all of us as her girls. I feel honored to be one of her girls," I replied.

Mr. Adams seemed very impressed. "She does seem to inspire great loyalty in her staff. I've never met anyone who has worked for her that has ever said a negative thing about her."

"How did you get hired by her?" asked Mrs. Adams.

"She called me and asked me to work for her," I replied. "I never

applied for anything or even expressed an interest in working for her."

"Mrs. Lincoln first met Erika during homecoming," added Laura.

"Well, you showed her something," stated Mr. Adams. "Don't downplay it. You should be very proud that she wanted you."

"She personally recruits all her employees," I added.

"Yes, that's what I've heard. It definitely creates a loyal staff. I hope you've been paying attention to the way she runs her business, Erika," noted Mr. Adams. He smiled at me. "You can learn a lot from someone like her."

"I have already! It's been a great experience."

I could tell that I'd actually impressed Mr. Adams! Laura winked at me; apparently, she knew that I'd made some points with her Dad.

After dinner, the adults stayed in the dining room, and we moved out to the deck.

"Well, Dad likes you now," informed Laura.

"I'm not sure about your mom," I replied.

"She'll come around. She likes you, but I don't think she fully understands about your being transsexual."

Matt looked at me. "Don't be offended or anything, but I find it hard to believe you ever were a male. I doubt I'd have ever suspected anything if I hadn't been told. And remember, I'm training to be a cop!" He started to laugh.

"I'm not offended, rather I take that as a compliment," I replied.

I knew that Matt had questions for me but was afraid of offending me or Cat.

"Look, I don't mind talking about this; in fact, I enjoy educating people," I remarked.

"That sounds like the teacher in you. I remember you telling me that during the prom," he replied.

"So, what do you want to know?" I asked. I sat down next to Laura.

He thought for a moment. "Do you have any regrets about doing this?" he asked.

"No, not that I can think of. I mean, it would have been great to start this years ago, but I wasn't ready then. In fact, I was in heavy denial. It wasn't until I started the competition that my barriers dropped, and I began to see the real me."

"So, do you think that if you hadn't entered the contest, then you might not have transitioned?" he asked.

He was going to be a great investigator; he really knew the right questions to ask. "I'm sure it would have come out eventually, but I'm sure it would have been more painful and difficult," I answered.

"Thanks, I'll stop the interrogation now," he stated with a laugh.

"You can do me a favor," I asked.

"What would that be?" asked Matt.

"Treat any transgender person you meet in your career with the respect that you would any other person. The police department here has received training so that they handle transgender crime victims and criminals properly. I have no complaints about the way they've treated me. But the same cannot be said for many other police departments. I've read many horror stories about the way some of them deal with transgender people," I explained. "Sorry, I'll get off my soapbox now!"

"Hey, I'm not offended. You have a legit complaint. I promise that I won't mistreat any transgender people, especially victims," promised Matt. There was a determination in his voice that told me he was telling the truth.

I smiled; he smiled back.

The conversation shifted to more mundane topics. We talked for another hour, and then it was time to leave. We all said goodnight. Tomorrow would begin the last week of classes! I couldn't believe that school was almost over.