Date: Sat, 05 Apr 2003 17:39:10 +0000
From: Rob H <robz8000@hotmail.com>
Subject: Deedi Emerges - 5 (TV)

Deedi Emerges (c)
By
Rob Henson


Chapter 7 -- Deedi's Dilemmas

On Monday morning Deedi woke early eager to get ready for her new job. She
really wanted to look her very best although that was never likely be a
problem since she was now very adept at putting on her make-up and dressing
for effect. She decided to wear a grey two piece suit with a very light,
check pattern. The skirt was knee length and she wore a light blue blouse
which was slightly see-through so she also wore light blue matching
underwear. She pulled on a pair of very sheer, barely-black stockings and
clipped them to her suspenders and found a pair of plain, black high
heels. The overall effect was of a young professional girl about town. She
looked in the mirror and was pleased with the result. She had been using
less make- up recently but to greater effect giving her a more classical
beauty.

She arrived in the office at nine o'clock and was greeted at the door by
Sarah who showed her to a desk and explained all the housekeeping
details. Sarah was nineteen and smartly dressed. She was tall, with light
brown shoulder length hair neatly cut and an attractive face rather than a
great beauty, but like Deedi she knew how to dress to suit her style. She
had nice legs and wore a short, dark green dress, dark brown tights and
matching dark green shoes. Deedi said she would probably be spending most
of the day getting to grips with the computer system so Sarah left her to
get on with it. At one o'clock Sarah came over to her desk.

"Sorry to interrupt but I am just going out to lunch, would you like
something?" she asked.

"Gosh," said Deedi, "I didn't realise the time disappearing, yes that would
be great, what were you thinking off?"

"There's an Italian cafe just around the corner which is good value. I
thought we could celebrate your first day."

"Wonderful idea, we can get to know each other a bit better as well," said
Deedi picking up her coat. The cafe wasn't too busy as they sat down each
ordering a lasagne and a glass of white wine.

"So are you on a gap year as well," asked Sarah sipping her wine.

"Goodness no," said Deedi, "I have only just finished my GCSE's."

"You joking, how old are you then?" asked Sarah with a look of surprise.

"Sixteen"

"Wow, you look at least eighteen, you're very good at managing your
appearance aren't you?"

"Well, its due mainly to my Aunt and cousin who really seem to know what
they are doing and have taught me a lot."

"I must admit it's great having you with us. I know I shouldn't say this,"
she continued lowering her voice, "but the others in the office are all in
there thirties and forties and only ever seem to talk about their husbands
and children. Its nice to have someone around who is nearer my own age."

Deedi laughed. They chatted about their interests and their families during
the rest of lunch and as they left, Sarah paid the bill.  They got on well
together and were already friends by the time they got back to the office.

Tuesday was going to be a special day for Deedi for that was when she had
arranged to meet Robin. She had been very nervous when Liz had handed her
the phone on Saturday but Robin was chatty and very friendly. She took the
hands-free set upstairs to her room and laid on the bed. She was wearing a
blue jumper, dark blue mini skirt and her favourite sun-tan tights, and of
course no shoes. Her long legs stretched out in front of her as she
listened to Robin. Lots of questions were asked as each of them tried to
get to know the other better and finally Robin suggested they meet
up. Deedi said yes immediately and agreed to see him in town at the wine
bar where they had first met.

She thought about a style for her first date with a boy and decided on
smart but casual, afterall she didn't want to fire off all of her big guns
on the first meeting. She came out of the shower, dried off and put her one
of her well padded bras. As she stood in front of mirror she looked at the
image. A beautiful girls face, a nice bust, OK'ish figure, very long
shapely legs, sexy feet and toes which were varnished in pink with a semi
hard lady-cock and small round balls between her legs. She was in love with
the appearance that all thee of them had created of the past weeks and even
her lady-cock looked quite sweet sitting between her legs just below her
newly trimmed hair. However, the biggest question of all was - what would
Robin think of this image, assuming of course, he would ever get to see
it. Afterall this was only there first date and there was a very long way
to go, for her at least.

She pulled on her matching blue panties and found a pair of black, opaque
tights and a very short black skirt with a wide black belt. She put on her
new black ankle boots and a pink brushed wool jumper with a very big
roll-neck which hung in front of her. After putting on her make-up and
jewellery she was ready to go.

"How do I look Liz?" she said walking in to the lounge to say goodnight.

"Absolutely lovely," replied Liz getting and kissing her on the cheek,
"Hmm, I think I recognise that perfume, be careful its lethal. Have fun and
I'll see you tomorrow, I'm going up to bed soon."

When she arrived at the bar Robin was already waiting, He smiled broadly
when he saw her, shook her hand and kissed her on the cheek. They sat in a
corner opposite each other with a bottle of wine and pretty much continued
where their phone call had left off, as they verbally danced the evening
away. Just after ten Robin apologised and said he would have to go as he
had to be up early the next day to drive to London and asked if he could
take her home. As they walked back to his college to get the car she
slipped her arm in his as they carried on their conversation. The drive
took about twenty minutes and he pulled into the drive getting out first to
open her door. Wow, she thought every inch of his six foot one frame was a
gentleman. He escorted her to the door and she told him how lovely the
evening had been and he asked if she would like to meet him on Thursday for
a tour of the college and then have lunch together.

"That would be delightful," she said and waited for her first kiss but all
he said was good-night and kissed her on the cheek again. She stood for a
while as he drove out, leaned back on the wall and sighed. She could hardly
wait until Thursday when she would see him again.

Simultaneously she was also getting to know Sarah and they were fast
becoming best friends. They usually had lunch together and had also met
during the evening when she wasn't seeing Robin. They had also been
shopping together but Deedi was careful as she tried on the various outfits
in the changing rooms. The change in her life was incredible she thought,
one quite evening while relaxing in a hot bubble bath and it had all helped
as gradually the pain of losing Kate diminished.

It was a couple of weeks later that Deedi was having a difficult afternoon
trying to get the email system to work finally deciding that she needed to
talk to the consultant. She looked up and Sarah was just putting on her
coat.

"I'm just off," she said, "you seem so engrossed I didn't want to disturb
you. See you on Monday." She was going away for the weekend with her
parents.

"What's the time?" said Deedi looking up and seeing that the office was
empty.

"It's nearly five."

"Wait, before you go I need to ring the Computer consultants, who are
they?"

Sarah was almost out of the door.

"Terry Gillan Services," she said, "the numbers on my desk. Good night, "
and she was gone. There was only Robert left in his office and she knew he
would probably be working late as usual.

Deedi shut down the system and went over to Sarah's desk to get the number
but decided she might as well use Sarah's phone and sat down. There was a
yellow post-it note sticking out from under the phone with the letters TGS
and a number although it didn't look local. She dialled and waited for an
answer.

"Good afternoon, Trans Gender Support, how can I help," said a friendly
voice pronouncing each word separately.

"I'm sorry what did you say," said Deedi looking at the number again.

"Transgender and Transsexual help line, can I help you?"

"Er, no, I... er. think I've dialled the wrong number, can you tell me what
number that is please?"

The lady read out her number and it was correct.

"Sorry," said Deedi.

"This is completely confidential, you can talk if you wish," said the lady,
obviously not quite believing Deedi. She quietly put the phone down and
then quickly look around worried in case someone had come back but the
office was still empty. Her mind was reeling now as she stared at the
desk. It was then that she noticed something in the bottom corner of the
large pad Sarah used for quick notes. The words 'Terry Gillan' followed by
a Cambridge number. She dialled and it was answered straight away.

"Terry here, can I help?"

She told Liz what had happed over diner that evening.

"What do you think?" asked Deedi.

"What I think is you shouldn't jump to conclusions young lady," replied
Liz, "does she have any brothers or sisters?"

"No," said Deedi"

"Well she could be phoning on behalf of a friend," said Liz, "or a cousin."
Liz raised her eyebrows and Deedi gulped.

"I never thought of that," she said meekly.

"So what are you going to do? Are you going to put it to her or assume its
none of your business?" asked Liz.

"Well when you put it like that I suppose it is nothing to do with me,
but..."  she thought for a moment, "if she is like me then it would be a
shame for us not to know about each other, don't you think ?"

"Does it make a difference to you what she is?" asked Liz.

"No not at all, she has been a really good friend since I started work
there and I like her a lot."

"How much?" continued Liz just testing the water, "are you attracted to her
especially now knowing what she may be like?"

Deedi thought for a few seconds just to be sure.

"No not at all. It just like it was with Rosy. In fact that's probably one
of the reasons its been so good now that Rosy has gone," said Deedi.

"Yes, you have a point then, why not leave things as they are and see if
something presents itself. Maybe, if the opportunity is right you could
tell her about your position and then she might reciprocate." However the
sort of situation Liz that Liz alluded to presented itself the very next
week.

They were going out to a new cafe-bar on Wednesday and Deedi went back to
Sarah's house while she got changed since it was on the way into the
centre. Deedi waited in the lounge chatting to Sarah's mother while she
went up stairs to her bedroom.  Her father was working late at the
factory. After about fifteen minutes Deedi realised she needed to use the
toilet and Sarah's Mother directed here upstairs. The toilet and bathroom
was at the far end of the hall and as she passed by one of the bedrooms a
flash of light caught her eye, it was a mirrored door closing.
Instinctively she looked in and there in full view, she saw Sarah just
pulling up her panties and, unmistakeably between her legs hung a cock
about the same size as Deedi's. Sarah even tucked it in the same way Deedi
did. Deedi quickly carried on and, as quietly as she could went back
downstairs. A few minutes later Sarah returned and they left for the
evening. On the way in by bus Deedi decide that now would be a good time to
raise the subject otherwise she would keep thinking about it and lose the
moment.

They arrived at the bar which was not very full and Sarah asked if were
wanted two glasses of wine. No said Deedi lets get two cocktails and a
bottle of dry white.

"Wow, are we celebrating?" asked Sarah all smiles.

"Maybe but it will be significant."

"What will?" asked Sarah confused now.

"Tell you in a minute," she replied, "come on lets find a table."

They sat down and took a large sip of their cocktails and Deedi finally
spoke.

"I have an apology to make," she started and then told Sarah what she had
seen as she had made her way to the toilet earlier that evening, but she
never mentioned the phone call. She also reassured her that she wasn't
spying and that it had just been an accident.

Sarah dropped here eyes and looked sad.

"It's funny really," she said in a very soft voice, "you make sure you are
very careful wherever you are and then get caught out in your own home. I'm
really sorry, Deedi, I never meant to deceive you but I simply enjoyed us
being really good friends and never wanted to lose that. I am sure I would
have told you at some point...  but I suppose its too late now. I expect
you want to leave do you?"

"If I wanted to go why would I have suggested we by a bottle of wine and
the cocktails?" said Deedi, "Sarah you are my best friend too and I don't
want to lose that either. In fact there is probably a very good reason why
we are best friends. It could be because we have so very much in common."

"What do you mean," said Sarah completely confused now.

"I know you might not believe it but I am the same as you," replied Deedi.

Sarah never spoke while the words sunk in.

"You," she finally said still not quite sure what Deedi was saying, "the
same? You mean that... that you're a boy too?"

"Yes," said Deedi, "I used to be called Daniel. I guess you never
realised?"

"No, not at all," Sarah said relaxing slightly, "you had me completely
fooled. You just look so beautiful, in fact I was quite jealous. Although,
thinking back there was one thing that seemed odd but I dismissed it at the
time. It was when Andy came in and leaned over your desk to ask you
something about the new computer system. I saw you go red and then squirm
in you seat like a boy would but I never made the link at he time."

"Yes I remember that," laughed Deedi, "he looked very appealing that day
and his after shave ... well, that was some thing else."

Now the tension had been broken they both relaxed and told each other their
stories. Sarah had been dressing in her Mothers clothes and one day, when
she was in her early teens, her Mother and Father came in unexpectedly and
caught her. They were very good about it though and let her dress whenever
she wanted thinking it might be a phase she would grow out off but she
never did. In fact she thought her father quite liked having a daughter
around. When he was given a promotion which included a move to Cambridge
just after her A level exams had finished, she decided she would try living
full time as a girl, as a sort of experiment during a gap year. She got the
job with Cambridge Carers soon after they arrived.

When she had finished Deedi told her about her recent life. The wine was
almost gone now and they were both feeling a bit drunk but very happy.

"Deedi," said Sarah as they were getting up to go, "I really am so glad
this has happened. I hadn't made any real friends since we moved up here
until I met you and its been really great since we have been working
together, and now this."

"Me too," said Deedi who realised she had had no friends of her own age
either since Rosy had left. So the bond between Sarah and Deedi that was
already strong, now grew stronger still as they hugged each other tightly
and then left. From that point on they were almost inseparable going out in
the evenings after work and at the week-ends, shopping and spending time
together at each others homes.

One morning, a couple of weeks later, as Deedi was getting ready to go with
Liz to the charity office she was having difficulty with her dress.

"Liz could you help me with this clip please, it's a bit to high for me to
reach?" Deedi wandered into Liz's bedroom. She had just come out of the
shower and was drying off.

"Of course darling, turn around and I'll do it for you," she said pulling
on her peach, satin panties.

Deedi was wearing a powder blue, knee length cotton dress with a high neck.
It was simple and neat suiting her shape and colouring perfectly. It was
one she had chosen on her first shopping trip all those weeks ago before
Rosy had left for an assignment with the voluntary organisation that Liz
worked for in Cambridge.  They were both missing her and Liz had suggested
that they have lunch and go shopping to cheer themselves up.

Deedi was quite adept at doing her own make-up by now and had used a light
blue eye shadow, a little mascara, face powder and pink blusher which
matched her lipstick. She had varnished her finger nails and toes the night
before in the same shade of pink. Her hair was still in the style suggested
by Jamie and she went to see him every three weeks or so to tidy it up. A
pair of fine, nude stockings and medium heeled dark blue shoes completed
the ensemble. She really liked the feel of stockings on her legs and wore
them whenever she could except with very short dresses and skirts, or if
she were just lounging around the house when she wore tights. She thought
that this would be a good business outfit to wear as she was going into the
office with Liz to lend a hand with some of the paper work while Liz
attended a directors meeting.

Deedi sat on the bed and watched Liz roll her dark fawn coloured tights
first up one leg and then the other pulling the waist band over her hips
admiring Liz's perfect figure and shapely legs. Liz was thirty eight and
looked thirty. She was tall and elegant with light brown hair rather than
the blond which seem to run in the family. Lately she had backcombed her
fringe and wore a thin red tie which had the effect of taken even more
years off of her age.

"You have a beautiful figure Liz and a gorgeous bust, I wish mine was like
yours," said Deedi envying the vision in front of her as Liz pulled on a
tweed skirt and cream stain blouse.

"Thank you kind lady," she said taking a low bow to show he
gratitude. Deedi smiled. "Anything's possible if you want it badly enough,"
she added knowing full well what Deedi was thinking. "But nothing you have
done so far is irreversible and we need to keep it that way for
while. Things have moved fast for you over the last few weeks, Deedi, and I
expect you have had a very exiting time. You must not be to hasty though,
after all, the way you feel now could just be a reaction to Kate's death
and maybe in a few weeks or months Daniel might want to come back again,
who knows?" Liz said.

"Daniel seems like an old memory now," said Deedi slowly, "I'm not sure I
ever want him back."

"Hold on young lady, Daniel was and is a part of you and is not something
you can simply throw away. Male and female are just words to describe the
way our bodies are put together but we aren't simply one or the other. We
are all made up of both."

Deedi nodded. "I suppose so," she agreed.

"Let me ask you something, have you slept with anyone since becoming
Deedi?"  Liz looked directly at Deedi.

"Yes," replied Deedi. "but we didn't sleep much. They both laughed.

"Boy or girl?"

"Both," she said.

"Gosh, you have been busy. They weren't at the same time I hope," and they
both laughed again.

"Now assuming everything went as expected, what was it like with the girl?"
she continued with Deedi not quite knowing where this was leading.

"It was good. It was Ann from my old school and we both had a lovely time."
Deedi explained.

"So some parts of Daniel are still in full working order then?" Liz arrived
at her point.

"I see what you mean," said Deedi understanding at last.

"I know how you are feeling," said Liz, "and it really is great having
Deedi around especially now that Rosy has gone. Let's just carry on as we
are and then discuss it again next Spring or Summer when we might have a
clearer picture of how you feel and in the meantime Deedi can stay as she
is. But if Daniel starts knocking on the door then don't ignore him
otherwise it will cause problems later, OK? Now, I was also thinking that
it was time we had a holiday, how does Goa Sound? Any thoughts."

"Oh Liz, that sounds wonderful," Deedi got up and hugged her, "Thank you,
but I can't go like this my passport is for Daniel?"  She suddenly looked
sad again.

"You certainly find all the problems don't you," laughed Liz. "I'm sure we
can sort out that little detail, Rosy always could.  Come on lets go and
have breakfast."

"There is one problem looming though, " said Deedi as they went down the
stairs, "and I really don't know how to solve this one."

While they were eating Deedi told Liz what was wrong. She had been dating
Robin for a few weeks now and she was really fond of him. She had been very
nervous on her first date but he soon put her at ease and was the perfect
gentleman including kissing her on the cheek when he brought her home that
first evening. She agreed to go out with him again during the day this
time, and he had shown here around the various colleges of the university
before having lunch together. She enjoyed being with him and always put in
extra effort when getting ready so that he would be proud to be with
her. She soon relaxed and enjoyed his company having fun and laughing a
lot. Their first kiss was a magical experience and his hands did not roam
initially but as the weeks passed he became more amorous, loving the feel
of her smooth nylons and very sexy stocking tops as they kissed
passionately. She had managed to hold him off so far but could feel that
things were not right. Their relationship was developing and needed to move
to the next natural phase, whatever that might turn out to be.

"I just don't know what to do," she told Liz.

"Well," said Liz and thought for a few moments, "you could always dump him
and then the problem would be solved. Do you want to do that?"

"No, not all," said Deedi shaking her head.

"Do you think he would like to go to bed with you?" Asked Liz again.

Deedi nodded, "He's already dropped a few hints and his hands are all over
me sometimes."

"Oh that's just men, least he's healthy I suppose." They both laughed,
"seriously though he will find out eventually or simply stop seeing you,
and I take it you don't want that either." Deedi shook her head again.

"So you can either can tell him first or let him find out for himself and I
definitely don't recommend the latter. If you surprise him in a situation
like that things could get awkward. At least if you tell him you can
control where and when and choose the best moment."

"Yes," said Deedi still a bit despondent, "you're right of course, but what
if he then dumps me."

"Deedi, I love you dearly but you know you are not a real girl. If that
causes Robin a problem then that's his prerogative. The best result you can
have then is that you part friends but if that's the way it must be then so
be it. Plan what you are going to say and do., think about when the moment
will be right and just to be on the safe side, find somewhere where you
won't be in any danger."

"Oh Liz, I'm sure he wouldn't do anything like that," said Deedi, "he's so
gentle."

"I'm sure you are right but you never know with men, they can be
unpredictable where their manhood is concerned. Have you spoken to Sarah
about it she may have some ideas especially if she's been in a similar
position already."

"What an idiot I am, I never thought of that. Thanks Liz, it's helped just
to talk it through as well," said Deedi clearing up the breakfast
things. "I'll ask her tomorrow, come on we'll be late for your meeting."

They grabbed their coats and drove into town. Deedi had a busy morning and
when Liz's meeting finished they went to lunch at a small Italian
restaurant near the centre.

"I was thinking about your passport," said Liz "all we have to do is bring
back Daniel for a few hours and then change back at the hotel. To be honest
if your wore a t-shirt and jeans you would still look like Deedi in any
case. You just need to do is wear a baseball cap or something when we go
through passport control."

"Great idea," said Deedi, "I'm sure that will work afterall there are loads
of unisex boys and girls around nowadays."

"So this afternoon we need to buy you a bikini and some clothes for a hot
climate, yes? Lets go then, we can book the flight as well" said Liz and
off they both went just like any other Mother and daughter having a great
time shopping together.

The next day she was having lunch with Sarah and explained her problem.

"I was wondering when this would crop up," she said, "you seemed to be
getting closer to each other all the time."

"So what do you think, should I tell him?" asked Deedi.

"I don't know Robin at all so you will have to make your own mind up but
let me tell you about something that happed to me not long after we moved
up here. I met a boy and he asked me out so I said yes. We went around
together for a while and gradually things started to get more serious. Well
one night we were in the park kissing and I don't know what happed really,
it was all very passionate and I just got swept away I guess. Anyway he
moved his hand down there and I never stopped him as I usually did. He went
berserk, calling me names and then he punched me in the stomach."

"Oh Sarah," said Deedi with tears in her eyes, "I'm so sorry, did you tell
your Mum and Dad?"

"No, not at all, Dad would have killed him for hitting his little girl,"
she replied. "Just be careful that's all."

"Thank you Sarah, I think I know what I am going to do now."

The following Wednesday evening Deedi had arranged to go out with Robin to
a pub on the edge of town away from the students. She had also decided to
tell him her news when he took her home later that evening. She had been
thinking about what to say for a couple of days and had finally come up
with the best form of words she could think off.

They arrived back at Deedi's house around eleven and Robin saw her to the
door as usual. He moved up close and held her in his arms, her perfume
stirring him on as he moved his head closer to hers.  They kissed deeply
his tongue gently parting her lips and pushing into her mouth. She loved it
when he did that but this time she pulled away.

Robin opened his eyes, "What's the matter my sweet?" sensing that something
was not quite right, "You seem downcast tonight."

"There is something important I have to say," she said lowering her eyes
and dreading this moment, "Things are moving fast between us and I don't
want either of us to get hurt. Robin, you have got to realise that I am not
the person you think I am."

"I know that," he said smiling, "there's lots more I still need to find out
about this gorgeous young lady here in my arms."

"No, I mean... with me... what you see... is not necessarily what you get,"
she was starting to feel nervous now.

"I don't understand," he said and then he laughed. "Your not going to tell
me you're a boy or something silly are you?"

"I'm afraid that's exactly what I am going to tell you, Robin" she said
quietly, grateful that she did not have to use the word.

His laughter stopped. "I don't believe you," he said looking into her
beautiful eyes, stroking her very real blond hair and smelling the sensuous
fragrance she was wearing tonight. Even her gorgeous bum felt soft and
round as he held her in the doorway. "What's really the problem?"

"It's true," she said reaching behind him and taking his hand from where he
had been holding her, slowly moving it down over her hips and onto her
thigh. With her other hand she pulled up the hem of her dress until his
hand was resting on her stocking tops. He could feel the tiny button of her
suspender clips as she pulled his hand up around her leg and onto her silky
panties. In any other circumstance he would be in heaven at this point but
he knew something was very wrong now. Finally she placed his hand directly
between her legs. Her little lady-cock was soft but there was now no doubt
in Robin's mind what he could feel between his fingers through the thin
material of her powder blue panties.

"My name is really Daniel," Robin froze for a few seconds but did not say
anything. She was relived that he did not seem to be angry. He then removed
his hand allowing her dress to fall back into place and stepped away. He
turned as she heard him say "I have to go." He got into his car and drove
off, not fast but not slowly either. She thought for a moment and went
inside. Liz was watching the end of a film on television.

"Did you have a nice time darling?" she said as Deedi came and sat down
beside her taking off her shoes but not replying.

"You've told him haven't you?" Liz said seeing a tear slip down her cheek,,
"Oh my love, come here." She held her close and felt her quietly sobbing
into her breast. Realising now that her and Rosy had let out a genie out of
the bottle that they were never going to be able to put back in.

"He's gone, I've lost him," she wept.

"It was the best thing to do," Liz said after a few minutes but Deedi could
not hear her through her sobs.

The following Tuesday Liz was out shopping when the phone rang. Deedi was
just getting dressed and had not yet decided what she was going to do that
day so she had just slipped on a skirt and jumper with some black tights.

"Hello, its me" she recognised the voice instantly, "I just wanted to say
sorry for going off like that the other night." Robin said very slowly
picking every word with care.

"That's OK," Deedi said non committally not know what mood he may be in.

"I think we need to talk, I don't want to just leave things like this," he
said, "Can we meet?"

"Are you all right," Deedi said wanting to make sure he wasn't planning
something she would regret.

"Yes, I'm fine. What you said was a shock but I have been thinking things
over and I would like to see you again to sort things out."

"Yes all right but I have to warn you it won't be Daniel you'll be seeing,
it will be Deedi."

"Good, it's Deedi I need to talk to. Shall I pick you up at eight?"

"OK," she said, "see you then," and thoughtfully replaced the receiver as
he rang off. There was something is his voice, though. Something
accepting. Perhaps... Deedi couldn't wait to tell Liz the moment she came
through the door.

"What do you think?" Deedi asked willing her to be positive.

"The first question is do you really want to see him again and secondly
will you be safe," Liz replied.

"Yes, I do, he really is very nice and I am sure he isn't just doing this
for a chance to get back at me, but your right I will need to tread
carefully."

"OK then, lets really give him something to drawl over, I'll help you get
ready. Go and have a long soak while I put the shopping away and then I'll
up to help you get ready." Liz said and they both fell into each others
arms. Robin arrived exactly on time and Liz gave Deedi a kiss on the cheek
as she left. She had pulled out all the stops using her skills from when
she had been a fashion designer many years ago before she had sold the
business.

They had decided Deedi should wear Liz's short black dress with a black
satin choker. Her make-up was light but so well done that it completely
changed her look, more than Rosy or Deedi had ever managed to achieve. He
hair still held the perm she had done a few weeks before and only required
a gentle brush to complete the image of a very beautiful girl. Liz found a
black cardigan in case she felt chilly but they agreed she didn't need a
jacket since the whether was very mild for the time of year.

"I that doesn't knock him out," said Liz as Deedi was pulling up the sheer,
near transparent, stockings that she loved, "he must be made of stone."

"Thank you Liz, I really am so lucky to have someone like you" she said
finally looking in the mirror and seeing Deedi looking the best she had
ever seen her.

Robin took Deedi to the wine bar where they first met and which they still
used occasionally. Robin bought a bottle of Rioja and they sat down in one
of the corner alcoves next to each other.

"Let me begin by saying sorry for running off like that," Robin began, "my
only excuse was that I was shocked, in fact looking at you now I still
wouldn't believe it if you hadn't...err.. given me that demonstration. I
have been thinking about it a lot this week and wanted to tell you how
things are with me. But first I think it would be a good idea if you told
me what this is all about seeing as you seem to have the advantage at the
moment. Is that OK?"

Deedi thought for a moment and then nodded crossing her legs and letting
the hem of her dress reveal the fact that she was wearing stockings. She
hadn't noticed this but Robin had hardly able to take his eyes away from
her sheer nylon covered legs since that first moment when he had picked her
up at the house.

"Alright then, I'll start," she said feeling slightly more comfortable now
knowing nothing untoward was likely to happen although she would still have
think carefully before choosing her words.

"There isn't all that much to tell though, I started dressing a couple of
years ago mainly when my Mother was away. I don't know if I told you but
she used to work as part of the cabin crew on an airline before she
died. It sort of helped with the loneliness at first but I have to admit I
did like the feeling of being a girl if only in a small way. That stopped
for a while when I moved up here to stay with Liz and Rosy after the
accident. I never really had enough of Daniels clothes with me and one day
I fell in some mud with nothing to wear until the following day. Rosy and I
were going out that evening so she suggested that I borrow some of her
clothes and it all seem to escalate from there."

Robin was listening intently and neither of them had noticed his arm on the
back of her chair touching, but not quite holding her.

"As for now," she continued, "as each day passes Daniel's memory seems to
be tied up with my Mothers which is slipping further into the past. Liz and
Rosy seem to like Deedi being around and Daniel seems to be irrelevant to
all three of us right now. If you ask me about the future then I can only
say I have no idea.  That's all there is to it really. No one apart from
Liz, Rosy and you know about it, oh, and one other good friend, a girl
called Ann," she added. She stopped and took a sip of the wine leaving
Robin to ponder on her words for a few moments.

"Your turn now, tell what you have been thinking," she said putting the
glass down a noticing her dress was revealing far too much but doing
nothing about it.

"Well, as I said last Wednesday was a shock, not in the way you might think
but more because it seems so impossible. You really are very beautiful. I
wondered if you were gay at first and then whether I must be for wanting to
be with you but since I didn't know at the time that didn't seem to be
correct. But later I realised that knowing what I now know didn't change my
view. I did.. still do enjoy being with you. You are fun to be out with and
I was.. am really fond of you."

His mouth was drying out now so he too took a drink. Deedi hand was resting
on his strong muscular thigh but he never noticed.

"The reason I wasn't so shocked about you, I think, was due to the public
school I attended. I enjoyed it there and naturally some of us got up to
the things boys do at those places. A small number were obviously gay and
later on we knew they were having sex with each other but for the rest of
us it was just playing really. A bit like you were saying, we were lonely I
think.  Anyway it was all harmless fun at the time just masturbating each
other or the occasional blow job. But I am not ashamed of what I did and I
enjoyed it at the time although I have not done it since.  Although was
good then, I knew I was not gay, or even bi-sexual which is why I am
confused now I guess."

He paused and took another drink. Deedi hand was still on his leg and now
his was on hers too, gently rubbing the smoothness of her stockings but
completely unconsciously. She didn't mind, it felt nice.

"So where am I now? Well, as I said I do love being with you, for all sorts
of reasons," he added in a low voice making her blush, "and I do want to
carry on. I still believe I am not gay because gay men want to be with
other men and I want to be with you, a beautiful young lady. On reflection
I don't believe you consider yourself gay either do you?"

"No, I certainly don't feel like a gay boy." She said thinking about her
time with Ann, "I like being with you too but the feelings I have comes
from the girl inside, not Daniel. The point is these are all labels,
male-female, gay-straight, whatever.  You see me as I am and now you know
exactly what the differences are. There are no more surprises, I can assure
you, I am what I am. So, the question is do you want to be with this person
that you see in front of you and all that comes with her or not? Think
about it while I go to the toilet."

She was quite confident about using the correct door now after the near
disaster in the cinema that time. She returned to her seat after causing
quite a few stares from the men in bar and a few slaps on the men's arms
from the women in the bar.

"Ok, its simple really I think," he continued when she returned and pulled
her cardigan up on to her shoulders, shivering, "for my part I would like
to start again...no that's not right. I would like to continue dating the
Deedi I have grown fond of knowing that she is now even more special than I
first thought. I don't know where it will lead but I don't think that
matters right now. Lets just be together and see what happens. That's all I
want, what about you?"

A tear welled up in her eye as she leaned forward and kissed him on the
cheek. Her fragrance engulfed him and he kissed her full on the lips.

"Yes, that's what I want too," she said as she pulled away, "very much."

"Come on then, lets go back to my flat for a coffee and a cuddle, but
that's all I promise," he said holding his hand over his heart, "I don't
think I am ready for any more shocks just yet,"

"That would be lovely," she said relived that things seem to be resolved
for the moment anyway but there was still a long way to go.

They went in and Robin made the coffee while she took her coat off and sat
down. She looked ravishing and wondered if her skirt was too short
afterall. When he came back he sat down and put his arm round her. She
snuggled in as they drank their coffee but neither spoke. When they
finished they continued to sit quite for a while before Deedi turned to him
and asked if everything was OK.

"I'm sorry," he said, "I am still trying to come to terms with how
beautiful you are..."

"...for a boy," she finished he sentence for him.

"Yes," he admitted.

He turned to her now seeing be luscious sweet red lips and his head just
sunk down until he met them. They held each other and kissed passionately
with no thought in his mind about her real gender now. She felt his hand on
her leg caressing her stockings and then moving up easing her dress out of
the away so that her suspenders were visible but he went no further.  Maybe
he is not quiet ready for that yet, she thought. That was OK tough, since
she loved to be touched on her smooth nylon legs especially when was
someone else's hand. She rubbed her hand over his strong chest and eased
open two of his shirt buttons so that she could play with his
nipples. There was an immediate reaction as he shifted his position
slightly and let out a low moan just as she pushed her tongue into his
mouth while she played with him. Her hand slowly crept down to his trousers
and slowly undid the zip until his rampant cock sprung free. She made sure
there was no objection with each action she took but he was too far gone
now too resist.

She wrapped her fingers around his cock and gently played with him while
their tongues continued to dance in each others mouths. Then she pulled
away and looked into his eyes and saw him nod, the question was asked and
answered without words.  She moved off the sofa and knelt down between his
legs and took his hard eight inch cock in her hand squeezing and rubbing
until she pushed out her tongue and licked the whole length very, very,
slowly from his soft balls to the tip of the now exposed bulbous, bright
red head. She did this three time and then slipped her mouth over the head
and sucked as hard as she could. His breaths were coming fast now and his
moans grew louder.

He opened his eyes, looked down and saw her bobbing up and down on his cock
taking in about four inches with each downward thrust. He saw her smile
with her eyes and he returned the smile pushing his fingers though her soft
fragrant blond hair. She sucked fast now rubbing with her hand at the same
time. Faster, still faster, faster until she could feel him start to arch
his back but them she slowed down the pace. She wanted to get him screaming
for her to stroke him faster, screaming out for her to bring him off,
screaming to have her, screaming for Deedi.

She started to work him faster again and then slowed down once more, and
then again, and again until she felt he could hold back no more. She lifted
herself onto her knees and slid her hands up over his stomach over his
chest and took each of his nipples between her finger and thumb rolling
them around as she continued to suck on his now dripping cock in her mouth.
Faster again, faster, faster once more until he thrust his hips upwards in
an involuntary spasm and his cock became completely ridged. It held still
for a second and the twitched as he began to pump out the rich creamy cum
she so badly wanted inside of her. He was pumping furiously now as her
mouth filled with more and more but she kept sucking not letting him go
until she had extracted every last drop of that precious liquid. When he
finally stopped she lifted her head, still holding his gently pulsing cock
with her hand and swallowed. The feeling was wonderful as she felt the hot
cum sliding down her throat. She looked up but he was till lying back with
his eyes closed and still gripping her head fearful she might have stopped.

They sat together for a long while until it was time for him to take her
home. At her front door he got out of the car to kiss her goodnight just as
they had done less than a week ago but this time Deedi was quite
relaxed. She put her arms around his neck and they kissed passionately
again.

"Deedi," he said at last, "I just can't tell you how wonderful tonight
was."

"And for me to," she said completely happy now.

They kissed again and she felt his hand slid around from her back to her
hips and then down between he legs. He gently rubbed the swelling bulge
with the palm of his hand and she gasped felling her clitty growing inside
of her panties. He then stopped and slowly pulled up her dress with his
fingers until he could fell the smoothness of her black satin panties full
now with her erect member. He rubbed again and then slipped his fingers
inside her waist band and gripped her clitty squeezing her rhythmically as
she had done to him. Her legs turned to jelly and she leaned back against
the wall holding him tighter in case he should float away and end this
ecstasy. He stroked her like this for about a minute and then slowly moved
his hand away and lowered her dress again. She opened her eyes just as he
spoke almost inaudibly.

"I can't wait to kiss and caress that little lady down there just like I
kiss these sweet, sweet lips."

Later that night after the lights were out, she had a very long session
with her toy. She had slipped her favourite night dress over her head but
kept her stockings and suspenders on as she slid into bed.  She finally
fell into a deep and contented sleep.



To be continued if you wish.

Would you like to hear more about Deedi's adventures? Any comments and
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