Becoming Becky (part 12)
It seems like a dream-come-true when a young gender dysphoric boy has understanding parents who supports his transition. When she gets engaged, she faces the challenge of how to tell her fiancé! I hope you enjoy this work of fiction.
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The next day Bill located three Episcopal Churches nearby, two in Moline and one across the river in Bettendorf. He noted the addresses and phone numbers. He and Becky would drive by each tonight, select one and contact the pastor.
Becky's friend, Joanne would be coming for dinner tomorrow night, and dinner plans had been completed. On the drive into work Bill and Becky discussed the upcoming visit to Bill's family. Becky was nervous about Bill's mother.
"I hope I'll measure up to your mother's expectations," she said with concern."
You'll do fine," Bill said, "I have a plan."
"A plan?" shot back Becky, "when were you going to tell me about your plan for me?"
With some embarrassment Bill replied, "Okay, it's not really a plan, just some ideas – my sister Liz is off to school, so there are no other women – I thought you could help my mother in the kitchen."
"Well now, let's see," said Becky, "you want to confine me in the kitchen with the woman who will be judging if I am worthy of her perfect son? – that sounds like a plan any woman would love!"
"It's just an idea – and I wanted to discuss it with you," Bill said, "heck, I am discussing it with you. It's just that my mother thinks that girls can't cook these days, and you are a great cook – you could show her your talent."
"That does make sense," Becky agreed, "I'll do it but I'm still nervous about your mother. What about the rest of your family?"
"My father will the there, along with my younger brother Mike," said Bill, "They will be mainly interested in finding if you are as pretty as I've described you."
"Have you given them reason to think I look like some old crone?" Becky asked.
"No," said Bill, "I've said only the most complimentary things about you, but being a farm girl and an engineer doesn't exactly bring up images of a beauty queen."
Becky laughed and said, "They probably are thinking I look like one of those Russian peasant women, with thick glasses!"
"I'm sure you will pleasantly surprise them," Bill said, "which is why I didn't send any pictures to them – putting you in the kitchen with my mother will protect you from their making grabs for you."
"You grab me enough for the whole family," said Becky, with a grin, "see to it that you do tonight as well!"
After work they drove past each of the three Episcopal churches and decided upon All Saints, which they thought was most attractive, and had ample parking. They didn't plan on a huge turnout, but didn't want their wedding guests to struggle finding parking. Bill called the pastor, Rev. Martenson, and made an appointment for to meet with her on Thursday night.
"Joanne will be coming tomorrow night," said Becky, "I could ask her to stay overnight so she could go with us to meet Rev. Martenson – since she will be our wedding planner."
"That's fine with me," said Bill, "if you think you can trust me with her sleeping over?"
"Oh?" responded Becky, "have you developed a special desire for trans-women?"
Bill leaned over and kissed Becky, replying, "only for THIS trans-woman – should I be playing the field to be sure of my choice?"
"If you did I would offer you your choice or horrible ways to lose your balls!" Becky responded.
"I played the field in college," said Bill, "and I never met a girl as wonderful as you!"
They returned to Bill's place and looked up the All Saints church website and reviewed the pictures and activity list.
"I know that you aren't big on churches, but they have a lot of fun sounding activities here," Becky observed.
"I'm not against churches," said Bill, "but I think they would be a lot better without all that religious stuff."
"No need to mention that to Rev. Martenson," advised Becky.
Bill agreed, as they pulled into work.
After work they returned to Bill's and began dinner, boeuf bourguignon, French for beef burgundy. Bill took Becky into his arms, kissing her and said, "if you can make such an elegant meal as this, you won't have any problem with my mother!"
They continued to make out in the kitchen, and then Becky pulled away and said, "this elegant meal needs some attention, or we'll all be disappointed." They worked together to finish the preparation.
Joanne arrived and was welcomed in. Like Becky, she was strikingly beautiful, and Bill had to keep focused on Becky. He loved Becky without question, but Joanne certainly looked hot to him.
They enjoyed dinner together, while Becky and Joanne caught up on the events of their respective lives. After dinner they discussed the wedding plans, and later, the sleeping arrangements for tonight. Becky suggested that Joanne sleep with her in the bed, and Bill sleep on the couch.
"Sounds like kind of a bad deal for Bill," said Joanne. Turning to Bill, she said, "how about if you and Becky have some private time before bedtime, so you will sleep better?"
Bill looked and Becky, who nodded in agreement, and said, "Sounds fair enough to me."
Becky and Bill retired to the bedroom for the next hour. The emerged smiling and Joanne asked, "does Bill have a brother?"
"I do have a brother," Bill answered, "but he has a girlfriend – though you might be able to change his mind."
The girls laughed and Becky put some sheets on the couch and added a couple of pillows for Bill. Bill lay on the couch while Becky and Joanne retired to the bedroom. Even though Bill had shared intimacy with Becky, he still missed laying next to her. The couch wasn't uncomfortable, but it wasn't like spooning with Becky. However, in a few minutes he was asleep.
In the middle of the night Bill was awakended when some sat on the edge of the couch where he slept. Thinking it was Becky, Bill reached up and touched her breast. Immediately he realized that it wasn't Becky and recoiled.
"Joanne?" Bill asked, "what are you doing here?"
"Just testing the waters," said Joanne, putting a hand on Bill's cock.
"Stop that!" yelled Bill.
Hearing the commotion, Becky came out and turned a light on, saying, "What's going on here?"
"Bill just passed," said Joanne.
"What the hell is going on here?" demanded Bill.
Joanne explained that she noticed how Bill looked at her, and decided to test him, to be sure that Becky could depend on him.
Becky told Joanne to go back to bed and sat with Bill for awhile. "I don't like being tested," insisted Bill.
"I had nothing to do with it," Becky assured Bill.
Becky kissed Bill and told him there would be no more surprises. Bill went back to sleep.
At breakfast the next morning conversation was mutted – nobody having much to say after last night. Finally Becky broke the silence and said, "I really wish that last night had not happened, but I am completely in love with you Bill, and want my best friend to keep her hands off him."
"Okay, okay, I will," demurred Joanne.
On the way to work, Bill said, "that scared me last night!"
"I didn't think you would find Joanne scary," said Becky.
"I didn't, but I could have really ruined everything," Bill said.
"But you didn't," Becky protested.
"It was a near miss," said Bill, "and I could have lost you over it."
"I wish I looked as hot as Joanne," Becky said, "I know she can really tempt a guy."
"You are the most beautiful woman in the world to me," replied Bill, "but I only want YOU!"
Becky kissed Bill as they arrived at work.
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