Friday, May 31, 2013
Had the procedure down May 13 and it went well. I am still healing from it but it is healing well. I have to see the doctor June 13 to cut my hours at work down to 20 hours per week so I can apply for disability. I need the guaranteed income to live and since I have Congestive Heart Failure I could get it.
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Thursday, March 21, 2013
A Very Special Valentine
by Lesley Renee Charles
I was getting ready for a date with my favorite Valentine, Ciaran. We were getting real close since Christmas where I quite literally crashed in front of his house. He let me stay there for at least a week. I discovered that he was a sweet man, the first man I ever dated as I was just discovering myself and who I wanted to be. It did help that he loved us special girls albeit I was just starting on my journey. This did not phase him a bit.
I was on my way to the lingerie store to buy something special for the time after the date. We were quite close now, I enjoyed being with him as he made me feel special. My family was still trying to come to terms with me. We were at least on talking terms now, my father finally realizing that he could not make a man out of me through force or browbeating. Luckily for him, I had an older brother, so he had a manly man son to be proud of. My mother was happy because she finally got a daughter in me, since she had complications after my birth and was unable to have more children. Of course, she wanted me to be more girly than I was. I liked skirts and such, but in small doses. Ciaran wanted me to be myself, express my femininity in my own way. Did I say I was falling for him.
He wanted to take me out to a special dinner tonight, wanting to discuss whether to go on long time. I was hoping he would ask me to date him long term. I felt like I had met my soul mate and was glad for that accident in the snow storm. It brought a wonderful man in my life and I was ready to see where it would go.
While I was out shopping I thought I would get a special outfit for tonight, for the dinner itself. I wanted to find something that I knew Ciaran would like but yet express myself.
I went from dress store to dress store when I finally found the perfect dress for tonight. It hugged my padded curves nicely, I could not wait for the hormones to start filling out my curves. I had finally started them after I got home for the New Year. It was a red cashmere knit dress that felt absolutely divine. It flattered me very well, and my current auburn hair color. I admit I change my hair color as the mood hits, sorry but I am young and foolish.
Now I had the dress, I had to find the perfect shoes to go with it. Should I get red or black heels? Flats? I started to hit the shoe stores looking for the right pair. I found a pair of red velvet flats that perfectly matched the dress.
I went to the lingerie store last, where I found the perfect black and red lace teddy. I could customize it if I wanted with a little heart over the crotch. I decided to take a chance and get Ciaran's girl. Hope he likes it.
I rushed to get home so I could take my time getting ready for tonight. Make myself special for that special guy. I took a nice leisurely bubble bath, lavender scented, which made me feel very feminine. I checked to make sure, my legs were nice and smooth. The rest I had lasered, so I knew that was good. Thankfully my legs were fine. I rubbed my hand down caressing the feel of the smooth skin. I washed my hair in the sink, wrapping the towel turban styled to let my long hair dry. I decided to set it in an updo. I figured that would look sophisticated and would suit the style of the dress.
I next sorted out my underwear, choosing on a set of red lace. I slipped on the panties, making sure I was tucked and out of the way. I couldn't wait for the day when I no longer had the problem and yes Ciaran was okay with it if I decided to have the surgery. He sad that it was my decision not his, and would love me either way. Didn't I say the guy was a keeper?
I then rolled up a pair of nude thigh high stockings. I loved the way they hugged my legs. I thought my legs were my best feature. I felt my face left a lot to be desired, of course, the man in my disagreed with me. He always called me beautiful, of course I thought he was delusional, but it still felt great. I then put my new shoes on before slipping the dress over my head.
I finished getting ready by putting on my war paint and then setting my hair. Just in time as I heard a knock on my door.
“Hello beautiful. You take my breath away. That dress looks wonderful on you.”
“Hello Ciaran, I had hoped you would like it, I bought it for tonight.”
“Speaking of which, are you ready to go?”
I acquiesed and he escorted me to his car, and helped me in. He got in and started the engine. He drove until he came to one of the most expensive restaurants in town. Also one of the more romantic ones also.
He let the valet park the car as we walked to the main doors.
“I have reservations for Miller.”
“Right this way Sir, Madam.”
We were escorted to a table in a quiet secluded section of the restaurant. I wondered, briefly, if he had arranged this.
We sat down and ordered drinks, Sweet Tea for me and a Coke for him. The waiter went off to get the drinks. We made small talk, catching up on each other's day. It seemed to me he was nervous about something.
We ordered our meals, continuing with the small talk. All of a sudden Ciaran gave the waiter a signal. A plate was placed in front of me, with a small box on it.
“Will you be my wife?”
“Yes, I will, you make me so happy.”
Friday, February 1, 2013
The Andrews Sisters are one of my favorite music groups. I just found out today, that Patty Andrews, the Blonde lead singer, died Wednesday at the age of 94. Here is a video of her and her late sisters from the mid '40's.
Monday, January 28, 2013
Master Chirenon, I don't know if you know it but Taylor Jordan posted a new part to Nikki's story. I am going to have to take time and start reading it all over again to refresh it in my mind. Hope you enjoy it as you have stated that it is among your favorite stories.
Sunday, January 13, 2013
Lesley Renee Charles
Lesley Renee Charles
I got into my car and sped away from my family home. Just got into another major fight with my father who could not accept me for who I am but wanted me to fit into his ideal. I did not pay attention to the gathering grey clouds or maybe I noted that they seemed to fit my mood.
I thought that I would take a nice drive into the mountains and get away from the problems in my life. I did try to pay attention to my driving speed as I tend to have a lead foot, but at this particular moment I did not need to have trouble with the police.
My little Volkswagen Beetle bug, all metallic blue of it, climbed steadily up the side of the mountain when I started to notice that the snow was falling quite heavily up in the mountain tops. I also noted that the roads were getting slippery when I suddenly realize that I did not have either snow tires or chains on my tires. It was taking all my concentration not to either hit a tree or slip into a ditch.
All of a sudden a young buck appeared in the path of my car, so I swerved to avoid him and ran into a deep ditch. As I hit the airbag in my car, I slipped into unconciousness.
I felt a pair of strong arms, reach in and lift me from the wreckage of my car and I felt movement as the stranger started to walk. I slipped back into darkness as I again blacked out.
I regained consciousness slowly. I realized that there was a soft downy feeling under my back. I could still hear the sounds of the snowflakes hitting the windowpanes and I began to fear that the storm was worse than I thought. It was Christmas Eve and I was sad that I was going to miss spending it with my family.
"I see that you are finally awake." A baritone voice said by my side. I looked up to see a tall, handsome man. He had blond hair and appeared to be about thirty.
"I apoligize for barging in on your holiday. I did not realize that a storm was approaching. I had a fight with my father and left."
He chuckled. I lifted my arm up from under the covers when I realized that I was not in my cream colored Angora sweater. I was now in a silk nightgown of the palest lilac. I realized that my benefactor must have undressed me and changed my attire.
I also knew that he discovered my secret.
"My name is Chris." I told him, deliberately keeping to a gender neutral nickname.
"I am Ciaran and I am glad to meet you. I was taking some time away from society and enjoying being by myself. But I am glad to have some company for the holiday. I was out looking for a tree to decorate when I saw you hit the ditch. I always wanted to be a Knight in shining armor to a damsel in distress."
"Did you find a tree? If so, I could help you decorate it."
"Not yet, but now that I know that you are fine, I will go out again and get one before it gets dark."
He turned to leave, as I started to get drowsy again. The fire in the small cabin felt so nice and toasty as I slipped off to sleep again.
About a half hour later, I heard the cabin door open.
"Honey, I am home." I heard a voice say jokingly. As he came in dragging a six foot tree behind him. "Let me get the tree stand set up, then we can decorate the tree together. I was afraid that I was going to spend the holiday by myself but I am glad to share the holiday with a beautiful woman."
I got up carefully from the bed and made sure that the nightgown did not expose anything that I did not want to be seen.
"What was the fight with your father about?"
"It concerned my not living to my father's expectations. Do you think I could use your phone and call my mother? I don't want her to worry about me."
"I would but unfortunately the storm as damaged the phone lines so I am without phone until the storm stops. That also means that I cannot call a mechanic to take a look at the damage to your car."
I walked over to where he set up the tree and looked through the delicate glass ornaments that he had and started to hook them up and put them on the fragrent pine tree.
After the tree was done, we shared a delicious hot chocolate before be both settled to sleep. Ciaran was a gentleman and let me take the bed while he spread a blanket on the couch.
I got up the next morning, planning on getting the holiday meal started. I figured this would be a good start to repaying Ciaran's hospitality. I opened the refrigerator and saw the turkey. I took it out, took it out of the wrapper and rinsed it under cold water in the sink. I put it in a roasting pan I found in the cupboards. I then rubbed olive oil over the sking and sprinkled Italian seasoning over that. I turned the oven to preheat.
Next I found both white and sweet potatoes. I peeled them and cut them up. I put the white potatoes in with the bird.
I figured I would also get breakfast started, so I put on the coffee and then scrambled some egg whites.
Ciaran smelled the coffee and got up.
"Good morning, I see you have been busy."
"I hope you don't mind but I love to cook." That was another thing that my father got on me about. He was always trying to make me act like a man.
"No, I don't mind. But do you want to open up your presents?"
"Sure, but I didn't plan on having anything."
We walked over to the tree and he handed me a few packages. I opened the first one up and it was a beautiful negligee in a pale lavender. The next package had a pair of heeled slippers that matched, luckily in my size. The last one had a silk dressing robe in a darker lilac shade.
"Where did you get these? I don't have anything to give you Ciaran."
"That's all right, your being here is enough. I have lived by myself since my life partner passed. As to where I got them, they were Shelly's, my partner. She was a special girl just like you."
I went over to him and gave him a peck on the cheek. I was wondering if I was finally going to find the love and acceptance I needed my whole life.