My Son, My Daughter
Another Fiction by John G. Edwards JO/EL Engineering Technical Publications All Rights Reserved - Copyright 2016
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There are times when you do things that you just know that you are going to get caught, then there are those things that you do an no one ever, ever knows about, and this is a story about Jerry Lawson who for years got away with his, then little, secret of dressing in his wife's clothes. Jerry was just your Joe Average guy with a wife and a 11 year old son. Life was good for Jerry because he had a job that very few people ever got laid off or fired and his wife also worked full-time and was out on the road most of the time, This meant that Jerry had to do most of the child rearing for the family because Jane would be gone, 2-3 weeks at a time, on the road for her work. Luckily, one of Jerry's older neighbor ladies would look after Timmy after he got home from school until Jerry got home, unless he worked at home.
One night Jerry got off work early and when he went to pick up Timmy, he was sort of surprised at Sylvia Torelli, because when he got to her house, he found Timmy dressed up like a girl because he had been bad and this was what Italian women did to their sons, back in the old country. Jerry didn't make any fuss when he found his son all dressed up because he thought that maybe he could use this in his favor. Timmy was getting to that age where a simple 'no', was not enough to keep him from getting into trouble. Sylvia would dress him in some clothes that she had made for him (she was a retired seamstress) and then make him tow the mark, and indeed it was working. There's just something about putting a naughty little boy into a dress that settles him right down.
Jerry asked if he could borrow some of the female clothes and use them at home for when things got out of hand there. Sylvia was astonished that Jerry jumped onto the band wagon with this disciplinary approach. Most American parents think that they can talk their kids into submission and expect them to fully understand and comply with what is being told to them and actually think that this 'time-out talk' will somehow instill some sort of discipline in them. Some kids actually do respond to this kind of discipline, but there are a more than few who bow their heads and will take you to task about what you want them to do or how to act.
It would be a cold day in hell if Jane would ever used more than words to correct her child, she simply wasn't wired like Sylvia. Jerry, on the other hand wanted to spank Timmy when he got out of line, which he did a few times and it always seemed to solve the problem, but there was hell to pay if he did anything like this in front of Jane. In Jane's mind, there was no reason to get physical with children and that they should be told what and why something was wrong and that they should understand and obey. So, there was a somewhat murky set of values on child rearing between Jerry and Jane. Jerry now knew that he would have to work on Timmy when Jane was on the road if he was going to make a change in his attitude and upbringing.
Jane had left for a three week trek and Timmy was acting up one night right after she had left. Jerry would be working at home for the next few days and thought about dealing with Timmy in the same manor that Sylvia was using. Jerry sent Timmy to bed early and thought about what he would do the next day. When Timmy got up there was a dress, a pair of pink rumba panties, and a pair of black Mary-Jane's waiting for him to wear. Jerry woke Timmy up and told him to get dressed quickly and that there was a list of things for him to do today. Of course, Timmy whined and refused because it was now summer vacation. Jerry had somewhat anticipated this and was ready for it.
"If you keep up this whining and carrying on like a little baby, you are going to have to wear more girly things and wear makeup today," said Jerry placing his hands on his hips. "Do you want your mother to find out that you are wearing a dress and makeup? Well, do you!"
Timmy got up and stood there for a moment and thought about what his mother would say if she saw him wearing her makeup, never mind seeing him in a dress. "But I don't want to wear a dress, I'm a boy and boy's don't wear dresses!"
"Listen young man, you will wear a dress or suffer the consequences, do you understand me? You've got two minutes to put this on, or my belt will be waiting to warm your backsides. "The clock is running." Timmy didn't like it when his father took a belt to him so he took the dress and panties and went into his bathroom to put them on. Jerry sort of knew that Timmy would take his sweet time and would have a couple more pieces of clothing waiting when he came out of the bathroom. About three minutes later he came out with his lower lip hanging down about a mile. "Timmy, you are one minute over your allotted time, and for that you will have to wear a bra and pantyhose," he said as he handed them to Timmy whose eyes were now the size of saucers. "You need to learn that there are time limits and that you will need to be prompt when you are given one from now on."
"But I don't know how to put these stupid thing on!"
"Your tone of voice is not helping you here Timmy. Take your dress off and I will show you how you put on and wear a bra and then we will deal with the pantyhose." Timmy started to go back into the bathroom, "Stop right where you are! You can do this right here."
Timmy was getting madder by the minute, but did as he was told. The dress slipped off very easily and Jerry had him turn around so he could sort of fit the bra to Timmy's somewhat stocky frame. Luckily, Jane was kind of a clothes hoarder and had kept a lot of her bras that she used to wear before getting her boob-job. The 34a bra was slightly large on Timmy, but rather than using the hooks and clasps to connect the ends, Jerry simply safety pinned them together. He then helped Timmy put the dress back on and then had him take it off once more to he could put a couple of falsies in the cup to give them some more definition. Once the dress was in place, Jerry had Timmy sit on the edge of the bed so that he could show him exactly how to up the hose on, one leg at a time.
"You see, that by kind of rolling the legs into your hands, you can pull them on much easier."
Timmy sat there and asked, "How do you know about how to put on pantyhose, anyway?"
"I just do," was his reply. Once Timmy had the pantyhose on, he then put on the Mary-Jane shoes and buckled them into place. "Let's have a look at you..." Jerry had Timmy turn about so that he could see the completed package. "Cute, very cute. "Don't you like the way girls clothes feel?"
Timmy looked at his father and then at himself in the mirror and then felt the dress and slid the dress up and down his pantyhose covered legs. The slipperiness of the pantyhose made the skirt slip and slide with very little effort and he was fascinated with how it made his hands feel. He just shrugged his shoulders.
"Sit down in your chair, please." Jerry had a tube or red lipstick and applied it to a very unwilling subject. "Here, blot your lips like this," he said as he took a piece of tissue paper and pursed his lips on it a couple of times. Tommy took the paper and emulated what his father had shown him, but he did it so hard that the majority of lipstick came off. Jerry reapplied some more of the red glaze and told him to try once more, but more gently this time. This time Timmy was able to do it without removing as much, "That's good, you will get better with practice and be able to do this all by yourself by the end of the day."
Timmy did not relish the those words, and besides how could he go outside, his friends might see him and make fun of him, or something. He took the list of chores that his father had given him and looked at Jerry with a questioning look, "I don't know how to mop the floor."
"I will teach you," said Jerry with a smile on his face. With that, Timmy left the room to start his tasks. "Oh, by the way, you will need to refresh your lipstick when it wears off, so here, take it with you."
"Daaaddd..."
"Stiff upper lip, carry one my dear." About 40 minutes later he could hear Tommy grumbling in the bathroom as he put on his lipstick. When he came out, Jerry said, "Let's have a look at you. Mmm, very nice for your first attempt, I must say. You will have to learn how to control the lipstick so that only your lips are colored and not go outside the lines. Next time, I bet you will get it even better."
Tommy just scowled, but then there was a glint of a smile that came across his face. "I'll try."
"I'm sure you will." About lunch time Jerry had gotten most of his work completed and went in to make lunch. "Timmy was running the vacuum when Jerry called to him, "Timmy, it's time for lunch, come on in here and I'm going to teach you how to make a sandwich."
Timmy came to the kitchen and Jerry did, in fact show his son how to prepare a rudimentary sandwich with a couple slices of bread and some baloney, with mustard and mayonnaise. As they ate, Jerry asked Timmy how he was doing with his chores, "What have you got done so far, Timmy?"
"I got yours and my bedrooms picked up and I ran the vacuum. I cleaned the bathroom sinks and I've got the front room and hall vacuumed."
"How many times did you have to refresh your lipstick?"
"About every 30 minutes, or so. I never knew that mommy had to do this so many times. She must go thru a ton of lipstick, huh?"
"I would suppose so. I do know that she has a lot of lipsticks in her drawer in the bathroom."
"Do you think I could try on a different color something?"
Jerry looked at his son and was astonished that he would even ask that question, "Yes, I'm sure that we can find something for you to wear. Let's get the dishes done and get back to work." Timmy just started clearing the table without being told to do so and then ran the water to wash them. He was an old hand at washing the dishes every once in a while because it was one of his punishments that was frequently used. Within five minutes that dishes were on the rinse board and drying. "Don't forget to refresh your lipstick sweetheart." As Tommy went off to redo his lips, Jerry couldn't believe the change in Tommy by simply having him wear a dress, he shook his head in amazement.
"Dad, my bra is sort of loose, can you take a look?" Jerry had Timmy take off his dress and had a look. The safety pin had tried had come loose.
"Looks like we need to get you a bra that fits, huh?" Timmy went deathly silent because he was hoping that having to wear a dress was something very temporary. About two o'clock Jerry showed Timmy how to mop the floor and as he was doing so, Jane called.
"Hi sweetie, how's it going at home?"
"Good, good. I'm just about done with my project and thought I would take Timmy shopping with me this evening. How about you?"
"Well, good and bad..."
"What's up dear?"
"I just got a call from my supervisor and he told me that I have to go to Pittsburg for the rest of the summer and I have to leave tonight. I guess there's some real shit going on there and he tells me that I'm the only one who is qualified to get their tit out of the wringer. Honey, I'm sorry."
"Hey, look at it this way, you will get an extra long vacation from me and Timmy. Do you think you will be back in time so we can all take a vacation before summer is over?"
"I told the boss that we had something planned and he said he would see how things went after a couple of months and if I'm making the progress that he expects, then we can go as planned."
"Honey, do you want me to pack up some of your clothes and ship them to you, or something? Your makeup?"
"I've been told that I won't have time to come home before I have to leave and that I will have an expense account to buy what I need while I'm there."
"Oh lucky you! Now you will get to shop at some of those eastern stores that you have always been wanting to do!"
"Yeah, kind of cool, huh? Let me talk to Timmy for a couple of minutes. "I'll call you once I'm settled in tonight. I'll be staying at some sort or residence inn, or something." Jerry went and got Timmy and handed him the portable phone and about five minutes later he hung up.
"Mom is really going to be gone all summer?"
"Looks like it, so we will be batching it together."
"But..."
"No buts about it. You know mommy's work is important to her and that she has to travel a lot." Timmy understood the fact that his mother was the majority bread winner in this family and that her work came before everything else in her life, including her family. That was one of the reasons why he was so cantankerous. Add to this her somewhat hands-off disciplinary actions. When she home, there weren't too many limits placed on him and very little with expected outcomes. Kids need to have boundaries set and then be held accountable when they exceed them.
"Timmy, we are going shopping tonight after we eat. Get your chores finished and we will eat early and then get going."
Timmy was now scared to death, would he have to wear this dress when they went? Oh, my god, he thought. He checked his lipstick and refreshed it and then headed off to go dust the house. Dinner was ready about 4:30pm when he was called to sit down and eat.
"Dad, am I going to have to wear the dress when we go shopping?" he asked nervously.
"No, you can wear a tee-shirt and jeans." No words were ever better spoken, now he could get his boy's clothes on and not have to wear that damn bra and lipstick. The pantyhose were kind of okay because he liked the way they felt, however. Maybe he would wear them under his jeans. At 5:35, Jerry and Timmy were headed to the local mall and on the way there Jerry asked Timmy how his day went and what he liked and didn't about it.
Timmy was not shy with his answer, besides wearing the dress all day long, he complained mostly about the loose fitting bra and having to refresh his lips every 30-40 minutes.
"Well, we will have to see about that tonight," said Jerry with a slight smile on his face. Once they got to the mall they went directly to the lingerie shop. Both were accustomed to going there with Jane and the sales girls all knew their names.
"Hi Jerry, Timmy, how are you two doing this evening?"
"Doing as well as can be expected and we'll live to see another day!" replied Jerry with a hearty laugh.
"Jane on the road again?"
"Yep. Listen, she asked me to get a couple of presents for one of Timmy's friends. When I called her mother to see what I could get, she suggested that I get her a training bra. Don't ask me why, but that's what we are here to get."
"Hmm, that is a bit unusual, but hey... these are modern times. Do you know what size?"
"Damn, I knew I forgot to ask that question, but she's about the same exact size as Timmy. Can you measure him and see how big he is? At least I we can get her something, she can bring it back and get the right size if it doesn't fit. Isn't that what girls do?" Jerry said with a laugh.
"Yes, we all do like to shop. I'll go get my tape and measure Timmy."
Timmy stood there mortified at what he had herd his father just say. He knew that he didn't have any girl friends, nor did this imaginary girl need a present. A minute later the saleswoman came back and slipped the tape around his chest. If looks could kill, Jerry would have been dead several minutes ago when Timmy looked at him while getting measured.
"Looks like 32 inches. Has the girl started to flower?" Timmy didn't have a clue what the woman was talking about.
"Just barely."
"Alright, I'll get you something in a 32aa, What color?"
"How about red, black and nude, that way she can choose what she wants."
"Would you like to see the matching panty sets as well?"
"Sure, why not. How about a panty girdle, do you think that would be appropriate?"
The girl, not wanting to miss a single sale, said, "Yes, that would be a perfect addition. Lucky little girl, she must be something, Timmy." He had to force a smile and nod his head. "If she's about Timmy's size, I would say something in an Extra-Small would be right. Color?"
"Same as the bras, I supposed," said Jerry with a smile. "What size pantyhose do you think a young girl like that should wear?"
"She's about Timmy's height and weight?"
"Yes, she is."
"I would say a Small-Petite. Color?"
"How about a nude, red, and some sort of ultra-black tights? You know, something opaque?"
"I know just what you want, we have some lovely 120 denier tights. Timmy, your friend is very lucky that you are going to lavish her with such gifts. Maybe you should think about marrying her!" Timmy was not amused. Jerry laughed, but didn't want to add to Timmy's discomfort by saying something else.
Once the purchase was made, Jerry and Timmy headed to their next port, a young woman's dress shop. There they got a couple of dresses, a couple blouses and skirts using the same rouse. They sailed into the shoe store next door and within 10 minutes they had a couple of pairs of flats for Timmy to wear.
Timmy was worried sick that he would have to wear this stuff, but the greater question was 'how long'? Longer than he would ever know.
It was getting to be near 9:00pm and the mall was starting to shut down. "Timmy, want to go get an ice cream before we go home and have you try on your new threads?" He just wanted to get home and get this night behind him right now. Once they were home, Jerry had Timmy carry in all the bags and toddle off to his room to start the fashion show. The first thing he had to do was put on the bra and panty girdle, he chose the nude color and the nude color pantyhose. Jerry helped him with the bra and showed him how to put it on all by himself by spinning the cups around to his back and fastening the ends and then returning the bra to its correct orientation and pulling it up and how to make sure that the straps were not twisted and adjusted just right. The blue sleeveless dress went over his head and slid into place and the hem was about four inches above his knee. His new patent leather ballet flats looked especially good with the outfit.
Next was the red dress with the black pantyhose and same shoes. Of course, he had to change into the red bra and panty girdle. The striking difference between the red girdle and red pantyhose seemed to stoke Timmy's appreciation of the combo. This outfit had an even shorter hemline that was about six inches above his knees. The red 1" pumps were just the ticket here!
"Wow, Timmy... you look terrific in those outfits!"
"Yeah, I guess." Timmy was ever so slightly warming to that fact that he did look kind of cute, but his nearly shoulder length hair could use some styling. He had to snicker to himself.
"Okay, let's see the skirt and blouse with the black pantyhose." They too looked great on him. "How does your bra fit. sweetheart?"
Timmy was not a fan of wearing a bra, but answered, "It's better than the one I wore earlier today. It's a lot more tighter and the cups don't need anything to fill them."
"Let's see what you look like with breasts, okay?" Jerry put the small foam pads into the bra and now Timmy had breasts that were proportional and sized correctly for his frame. "Take a look at yourself in the mirror."
All of a sudden Timmy smiled, he was sort of cuddling up to the idea that he did, in fact, start to look like a pretty young girl.
"See, what did I tell you? You look great!"
"I guess..."
"Tomorrow, we'll use a little more makeup and see what you really look like! Oh boy, I can't wait!" Jerry was getting more and more excited. It would be nearly 12:00am before the two slipped off to sleep. Tommy wore his black pantyhose to bed and rubbed his legs and couldn't believe the sensational feelings that he had.
Jane had left a message on the machine saying that she had made it to Pittsburg and the phone number of the place where she was staying. She was so zonked by the trip that she went to sleep right after she hung up the phone. Oh, the life of a traveling professional woman!
The next morning Jerry had the blue dress laid out for Timmy along with the red pantyhose and black panty girdle and ballet flats for him to wear. Surprisingly, Timmy put on the clothes without much of a fuss and asked his father about what lipstick he should wear today. "Can I see what other colors mom has in her collection, dad?"
This new compliance was a complete change in Timmy's attitude. "Let's go take a look, shall we?" The pair headed for the bathroom and Timmy had to stop and take a look at himself as he passed the large hall mirror. He moved from side to side and then followed his father into the bath. Jerry had to stop just inside and take a look at his son and just smiled to himself. He pulled the drawer open and started reading the labels on the bottom of each tube, names like: Enchanted Red, Fresh Pink, Cinnamon Frost, and Lively Red didn't really tell what colors they were, but by pulling the covers off one-by-one, there was a grand variety of colors and shades that anyone would be able to pick something out and wear it without any trouble at all.
Timmy picked out a color called Orange Whip and started putting it on. However, once he had it on, he just didn't like it. He opted for the Enchanted Red. It was a bit bright, but he seemed to like it. "Dad, can I try on some of these other one's later once I get my chores done?"
"Sure, maybe we will put some eye makeup on you too." Timmy sort of liked the idea of eye makeup because he liked seeing his mother wear it when she was home. Jane used to wear a much brighter makeup scheme before she got married, but now that she was 'corporate', she had to tone things down a bunch. But once in a while she would wear something exotic looking on the weekends. The look was not lost on Jerry or Timmy, either one!
A couple weeks on, Timmy was beginning to tire of his few female threads and he wanted some new ones. He had been looking at some of the ladies journals that his mother subscribed to and was now starting to form his own sense of style. He wanted to wear more sleeveless things and different colored tights and maybe some shear pantyhose. He found some short pieces of two by four's and would stand on them with his heels to see what he would look like wearing high heels, now he wanted a pair in the worst way. Sylvia had a pair of black four-inch pumps that she would make him wear when he came over for babysitting and he was getting very well practiced by wearing them almost continuously when he was there.
One day, Sylvia started showing Timmy how to apply some eye makeup and he took to it like a duck to water. Her daughter worked for one of the larger department stores and she would bring home makeup samples every once in a while when she caught wind of Timmy's dressing and wanted in on the project. So, one evening when Jerry had to work a few hours of overtime, Sylvia's daughter Brenda came over and did Timmy's makeup so that he looked like someone who was very trendy and hip. "Timmy, I'm going to pluck your eyebrows, okay? You need something a little more in style with your female self."
Timmy said, OK, but had no idea what he was in for. She started by having him sit in a tall chair and then began plucking, and plucking, and plucking... About a half hour later, Timmy had the most beautiful pair of highly arched and thin eyebrows that any woman would be very proud of. When Timmy saw his new brow line, he nearly fainted. His almost mono-brow was a thing of the past and he just wasn't prepared for his new look. It, indeed, was a very feminine looking, but fit his facial structure perfectly. His thin perfectly shaped nose made his eyebrows even more stunning. Some black eye pencil applied to them they really did make a statement.
Brenda applied a trio of different blue eye shadows to Timmy's eye lids and then used some Black Velvet eye liner to totally change the shape of Timmy's eyes to something very exotic and mysterious. She was having a blast working with Timmy, and he was such a good sport about having his blank canvas beautifully painted and sculpted. A bit of Winter Rose blush made his cheeks a real stand out. Some Neon Blue mascara was lovingly applied to his eye lashes. Brenda separated his lashes and they were extraordinarily beautiful. The Fire Engine Red lips color could have set the whole house on fire! Timmy looked as if he were sixteen or seventeen years old, not eleven!
"Timmy, what do you think about me trimming your hair a little bit tonight?" asked Brenda with a smile.
"Will it go with this look?" he said as he looked at himself in the mirror.
"Yes, I think it will." It only took Brenda about 20 minutes for give Timmy a slightly long shag haircut. A bit of blow-drying to give his hair some volume and he looked perfect!
"Wow, I look so much like a girl now, huh?"
"Timmy, you look like you are almost 18 years old. All you need are some 2" hoop earrings and the look will be complete!"
Timmy looked at himself and was smiling from ear to ear, "Yeah, I probably would, but I don't have pierced ears. Do they make clip-on earring like that?"
Sylvia said, "No honey, they don't, not for hoops or studs, but I have seen screw-backs that have had hoops, though. You know, let me go and look thru my earrings, I just might still have a pair. Sit tight, I'll be right back."
While Sylvia went to look for the earrings, Brenda spritzed some very womanly cologne on Timmy's wrists and behind each ear. Finally Sylvia came back empty handed. "Sorry honey, I must have gotten rid of those years ago."
"That's ok. Maybe I can get some at the mall, or somewhere. I think they would look really neat!"
It was nearly 8:30 when Jerry came to pick up Timmy. When he came in, he didn't recognize his son, now turned into daughter, at first.
"Timmy???" The only thing he could think, that if this was his daughter, he would be scared to let her out of the house to go on a date. The boys would be all over her in a New Your minute!
"Yeah dad, what do you think?"
"My god you look so grown up. Your eyebrows! They look fantastic! And, your hair! It just looks so damn cute! Am I going to have to lock you up to keep the boys away now!" he said with a laugh.
"Oh dad..."
Oh dad was right, if Jane saw him right now, Jerry didn't know what her reaction would be!!! She would probably have a real cow, or something. Timmy wore his makeup home and couldn't stop admiring himself in the mirror.
"Dad, can I get my ears pierced, and maybe my nose?"
Ear piercing was one thing, but nose piercing? "Maybe your ears, I think you are too young to get a nose piercing. Besides, what would they say at school?"
"I don't care what they say, it's my body."
"Yeah, that's right, it is your body, but... I should think that there are rules about body piercings that trump your it's my body thing. Maybe your belly button, if you didn't show it off, but nix on the nose piercing, kiddo."
"Can I get my ears pierced this weekend? Please..."
"Let's see how the weekend plays out. Do you think that you can recreate your makeup like this again?"
"I can try, but I'm pretty sure I can."
"Okay then, I'll have a surprise for you then. Will you go out looking like this to the mall?"
"Yeah, I think I'm ready. Can we go to the mall over in West Chester?"
"Any particular reason, it's about an hour away."
"Perfect. No one will be able to recognize me there! Can I get some new clothes too?"
"We'll see my little angel!"
Jane had called almost every day while she was away and Timmy didn't let on to what was going on at home. "Hi sweetie, how are you?"
"Great mom, just great!"
"So, what you been up to this summer?"
"Nothing much, just kind of hanging out."
"How's father doing without me?"
"We are getting along just fine. He's been teaching me how to cook..." That conversation went on for nearly an hour and Jane was surprised that Timmy had seemed to mature while she was away. He wasn't argumentative, or anything? She was a bit miffed that Timmy never did ask her when she was coming home???
That weekend, Timmy got ready and put one a reasonable facsimile of his face from the other night. When he was ready he called to his father, whose bedroom door was closed and locked, "Hey dad, are you ready yet?"
"Almost, just a few more minutes and I'll out kiddo." Timmy went to the kitchen and made a couple of PBJ sandwiches and poured a couple of glasses of milk. He was becoming a lot more competent in the kitchen now and knew his way around a set of pots & pans and the stove pretty well. Since he was slightly hungry he started to eat, when Jerry called out, "Ready for your surprise?"
Timmy was busy eating but answered, "Yes..."
Jerry entered the kitchen wearing a woman's complete ensemble. He had a long multi-colored skirt on and was wearing a pair of pink tights and black ballerina flats. The long sleeve natural muslin and cotton blend blouse was just the perfect top for the skirt. He wore a 4" wide natural leather belt that just seemed to tie the two pieces together. He was also wearing full makeup and one of Jane's black long fall wigs. Timmy didn't recognize his own father dressed like this.
"Who are you?" he asked stunned.
"It's me kiddo, you dad."
Timmy got this big smile and rushed to his father and gave him a big hug, "Oh daddy... You look so beautiful!"
"Thank you dear, you don't look so bad yourself! Ready to go shopping?"
"As soon as you eat your sandwich, I am."
Jerry had to shake his head, here was his son wanting to make sure that he was fed, and that he liked him dressed as a woman. Put two check marks down - win-win.
As they drove over to West Chester, Timmy asked if his father had ever dressed like this before. Jerry had to measure his words here because he didn't want to confuse Timmy any more than he had this summer. "Yes Timmy I have," he said as he looked for his son's reaction.
Timmy just smiled and then asked, "For mom?"
"No sweetheart, just for me when she's not at home."
"Is this going to be our secret, then?"
"Yes honey, it is. Can you keep a secret like that?"
"Yes dad, I think I can," said Timmy as he continued to look his father over. "You look very nice daddy."
Jerry just beamed, "Thank you honey."
Once they reached the mall, Jerry asked, "Ok, ready to rock and roll, kiddo?"
"Absolutely!"
Once they were inside the mall they both kind of expected someone to come up and ask them to leave, or something. But to their surprise, not one said a word. They went and found a place to get Timmy's ears pierced that was called The Piercing Pagoda. The girl behind the counter didn't even look at the Jerry's signature when he signed the release for Timmy. The woman who did the piercing, however did look. "Uh, Jerry?" she looked confused, "Your son Timmy?" she said as she pointed to Timmy.
"Yes..." He could see her confusion and said, "The family that crossdresses, stays together, you know???"
The woman had seem many strange family things, but this was a first where the father and son both crossdressed. She gathered back her composure and told Timmy to sit in the tall directors chair. Timmy was there almost before all of the words came out of her mouth. "Ok, what are we doing today?"
"My son wanted to get his earlobes pierced in the normal place."
The woman shook her head and set about marking Timmy's ears with a green marker. She showed him the locations with a hand mirror, "Is this where you would like them Timmy?"
Timmy looked and shook his head, yes.
Timmy, I'm going to make a few more dots like I was going to do multiple piercings so you can see where and what they might look like, ok?" He shook his head and within a couple of minutes, Timmy has five green dots on each ear. "Ok, ready sweetheart? I see you chose the 5mm gold balls, I think that's a good size for your first piercings, not really small, but just right for your earlobe size."
"Thank you."
"Okay, here we go... One... two... three..." and the little plastic gun went 'click' and the first stud was in. "Did that hurt?"
"No, not at all. Are you sure it's in?" The woman handed the mirror back to Timmy so he could verify the he had one pierced ear. In less than a minute he had both ears pierced and was beaming! "Dad, what do you think? Do they look cool?"
"Yes, they do kiddo!"
"Why don't you get your ears pierced too, then we will look alike."
Jerry closed his eyes for a couple of seconds and said "YES, why not!"
Timmy got up and Jerry sat down. "Two more just like that." he said to the woman. She smiled and went to get another pair of studs. Once they were in, Jerry was enamored with his new piercings as he looked at himself in the hand mirror. "Can you do two more, only with smaller balls?"
"Of course." The woman made quick work of it and before you knew it, Jerry had double pierced ears. Jane never had her ears pierced, much to Jerry's consternation, but she did wear clip-on's once in a great while. He wondered what she would say when she got home to find that he and Timmy had pierced ears???
After The Piercing Pagoda, father and son went shopping for a couple of new outfits for Timmy. They found a couple more dresses and a couple of tops that could be mixed and matched with Timmy's other clothes. The hosiery clerk was a bit confused when Jerry and Timmy came in, but was glad to make the nearly $100 sale for a plethora of colored tights and pantyhose. The shoe store sales lady took more than a casual interest in the father and son crossdressers as she helped them try on several pairs of shoes.
"Looking for something special today ladies?"
"Some flats and maybe a pair of high heels for junior here." Timmy saw a couple of pairs of flats that he liked and Jerry saw a pair of 3" heels that he thought that would look good with Timmy's new outfits. After trying on about eight pairs of shoes, they finally found some things that they liked well enough to spend the cash on. Timmy wore the high heels out and appeared to not have much trouble walking in them. Of course, Jerry had no idea that Sylvia had Timmy walking in heels early on.
It was time to head home after a wonderful day shopping and bonding together both father and son. They were like two best friends having fun and enjoying themselves, but there was a surprise waiting for them at home. Jane had lobbied her boss for a couple of days off to come home and see her family, which she was starting to miss desperately. When Jerry and Timmy entered the house laughing and giggling they stopped dead in their tracks when they saw Jane.
"Honey, what are you doing here?"asked a mortified husband now shaking in his flats.
"Apparently not what you two are doing! Can you please explain?" she demanded as she tapped her foot on the floor.
"Well, we must be a real surprise to you, huh?"
"That's an understatement, to say the least."
"Have you noticed anything different on the phone?"
This caught Jane off guard, "Like what?"
"Well, yeah, that's the question, like what?
Jane looked at the floor for several minutes and then raised her head, "Yes, I have noticed that Timmy has changed a lot since I've been away. He's definitely not as argumentative."
"Yeah, kind of neat, huh?"
"Why are you two dressed like that? Is there something that I need to know here???"
Timmy was almost cowering but stood in front of his mother and said, "Mother, I'm sorry for being so mean and terrible to you and father. Will you please forgive me? Mrs. Torelli started making me wear a dress when I was bad. I never knew that I was so bad, but when I had to wear the dress, it made me... somehow just mellow out. We talked a lot when I had to wear the dress and she made me see where and how I had been such a, let's see, how did she say it... a mean little shit. She was right, I was a mean spirited little shit that had to have his eyes opened up to see the light. I never knew that I would be so happy to wear a dress and make it part of my daily life. But now, I do so willingly and expect to continue doing so. I'm just blabbering here, but do you understand what I'm saying? Like I said, I'm really sorry mother."
Jane just stood there in what almost looked like a stupor and didn't know what to say. How was it that someone, other than her, was able to get Timmy's attention and get him to focus on the right track to becoming a young adult. She simply sat down and started to cry. Jerry went to her side and put his arms around her and then tried to kiss her cheek, but she pulled away. He still continued to keep his arm around her. Timmy went to her other side and put his arm around her neck too.
"Jerry, I had always suspected that you dressed like this on the sly, but I didn't have any more proof than just a hunch. I found that when I would by a new bra, it would suddenly get big because you had probably worn it and stretched it out. But now, my suspicions' were correct seeing you dressed like this. When did you two start dressing together?"
"You probably won't believe this, but this is actually the first time."
"Yeah mom, this is his first time. I was shocked when he came into the kitchen this morning and was dad all dressed up," chimed in Timmy.
Jane had stopped crying and just shook her head in disbelief. "What am I going to do with you two? Should I leave you two to your own company? Should I say, yeah, this will work itself out? I'm just so damn confused right now."
"Well, I think I have a temporary solution, at least for the moment, let's all go out to dinner and we'll talk about it some more." Jerry was trying to diffuse the whole situation at least temporarily. Jane reached over and gave Timmy a big hug and kissed him on the cheek, but trying to not mess his makeup. She looked at him and then asked, "Did you do your own makeup by yourself?"
Timmy looked up and said, "Yes mother, I do my own makeup. Mrs. Torelli and Brenda taught me how."
"You look splendid darling! Let me go do something with my face and then we'll go, okay?"
"Sounds great," said Timmy as he went off to freshen up his own makeup. About 20 minutes later Jane came out wearing her own version of exotic makeup and a pair of clip-on's. "I guess I'll have to get my ears pierced now, huh?" They all laughed.
Jerry got up and started herding everyone towards the car. It was kind of a sight to be seen, three women coming out of the Lawson home. I was definitely a look that the neighbors would have to get used to because Timmy would return to school as a crossdressed young man and Jerry would wear his female clothes on a more frequent basis.
And, as they say, they all lived happily ever after!