Chapter 18

After a hectic day, Mary and I had been to a neighborhood restaurant and were just getting home.

We went into the house, talking about getting a good night's sleep. Mary flipped the light switch on then stopped, gasping.

"Terry?"

Sitting in the living room, previously in the dark was Sherry. She was sitting on the couch with her feet tucked under her. Her face was in the shadows but you could tell she had been crying.

Mary ran to her, got down on her knees and hugged her saying "Terry, Terry are you okay? When did you get here? Are you alright? What's happened?"

Mary pulled back from Sherry and looked at her with instant shock displayed on her face.

"Terry, what happened to you?"

Mary reached for the table light next to the couch as I approached. Sherry had not looked at me yet and now lowered her head looking at her lap.

With the light now on, Mary took Sherry's chin and raised it displaying Sherry's face in the full light. It was covered with bruises. Some fresh, some older.

"Jesus Christ Terry what happened?" Exclaimed Mary.

Sherry looked up at Mary, then at me, then back at Mary. In almost a whisper Sherry said, "It wasn't what I thought it was going to be."

"I don't understand Mary, what wasn't what you thought it was going to be? What are you talking about?" Mary asked.

"I left here mad at you and Steve for not understanding my need to explore how I felt. To explore who I was. The new me. I was talked into to going to Brazil with Maria's husband and a couple of our friends. As soon as we got there, they thought I was their personal toy and could use and abuse me any way they wished. When I said no and tried to leave they just slapped me around and kept me from going any where. There's so much more. I can't believe I left here. I can't believe I ran away from you Steve."

"How did you get here Terry?" Mary asked.

"Airplane."

"Asshole, I mean how did you get away from the guys you were with?"

"They had a party with a bunch of guys." Sherry began. "They drank, did some drugs, and all of them took their turn with the tranny, me. When they had all passed out, I took some clothes, someone's car keys and went to the airport. A plane was leaving so I left. Thank goodness no one took my purse or credit cards. I came straight here. I need a shower and a place to stay and came here to see if you would let me get started again."

"This is your house too Terry. You have the right to be here too." Mary said.

"That's not the way you said it the last time I saw you Mary. You even pulled you gun on me and told me to get"

"Terry, you were drunk, being obnoxious and with a couple of total jerks. To keep Steve out of it, I used my piece to convince those two guys to leave. You know I don't mess with guys like that."

"You're right Mary. I was not very coherent nor very considerate that time. I'm sorry about that. Steve, I apologize to you for the way I acted. I wish I had given us more of a chance. I think I was afraid you were too plain, not exciting enough for me to show off the new me. I wanted and probably still want to be the center of attention. I want to be that girl, that woman guys drool over and make a fuss over. I want straight guys to want me. Not just a bunch of queers who knew me as a cross dresser. I've tried the gay crowd. Now I need to cultivate the straight group. Anyway, Mary? Can I stay for a bit?"

"Oh Terry, you can stay. Should we take you to the emergency room? You look pretty bad?"

"That's OK, I'll live. I don't think anything is broken, just a bunch of bruises that will go away eventually. I should look normal, whatever that is, in a week or so. And Sis, please call me Sherry. Or do think I should revert back to Terry. My corrected birth certificate can be Terry as a female. What do you think?"

"Umm, I think Terry would be good. That's who you are to me. That should make you feel even more comfortable. You have always been Terry to me. You still are."

Sherry then looked at me. "Steve, what do you think?"

"Whew, all this is too much to process." I said. "Guess Terry would be fine. I've had some trouble thinking of you as Terry because since we first met I've really known you only as Sherry. I'll just have to get used to your real name."

I waved at Sherry/Terry and asked, "So can you and I have a talk about how all this came about? I'd like to know why you wanted to bring me down here then took off. Do you need some counseling? Do you need to talk to a professional?"

"We'll talk Steve, Mary. We'll talk a lot. There is a bunch of stuff banging around in my head that needs letting out. Will tomorrow be Okay? Right now I need a bath and a good nights sleep. Can we talk tomorrow?"

"That's fine Terry. Get some sleep and let's get stuff cleared up tomorrow." Mary stated.

"Goodnight Sherry, uh Terry." I said.

"Oh, and Steve. Don't get any hot ideas of me as I'm pretty messed up right now. And no should touch me till I've had at least two blood tests and check ups. I may be a walking example of STD's. I don't know whether I'll ever be clean again." Terry said this while standing then turned to leave for her bedroom and bath.

Mary and I waited till Terry was gone then turned to stare at each other. Mary let out a big sigh while I still stood by the couch that Mary was kneeling beside totally confused.

Mary stood grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the kitchen then sat me at the counter. She put together some coffee then sat with me at the counter. She took my hand in hers then leaned her head on my shoulder. I could hear her quiet whimper and could tell she was probably crying.

"You Okay babe?" I asked.

"A lot better now that I know Terry is Okay. Or at least alive. I don't believe he looks as bad as he does but I'm glad he is back. I hated that he was in some foreign country where he couldn't come to me when he needed me. I know he is a big boy, ah er, girl now but he, ah, she is still my ah sibling. Jesus, how am I supposed to call him a her when he's been a he all my life. Damn."

"Confusing isn't it. Think that coffee is done?" I said pulling away to stand to get some cups.

"Thanks Steve, I need some coffee right now. A drink would probably be better but I'd rather have coffee."

We sat drank some coffee, smoked some cigarettes and discussed Terry for another hour till we were both yawning. We went to bed. Mary's bed. Snuggled up with me spooning behind her my hand cupping a beautiful full breast and we drifted off to sleep.

I became instantly awake. There it was again. Someone was moving around. Mary was still snuggled up to me but there was someone moving around in the house. I began to slowly slide from the bed when it dawned on me that it was probably Sherry or Terry moving around. I looked at the alarm clock and it said 6:15. I continued to slide from bed making Mary grown with displeasure as I left. I went to the john to take a leak, splash my face with water and brush my teeth then pulled on some shorts and a T-shirt and go to the kitchen.

When I got there, Terry was standing at the coffeepot with cup in hand. She had the morning coffee drinker's look of anticipation of that first cup that takes an eternity to produce. She was dressed in a very nice opaque maroon satin dressing gown. You really couldn't tell what she had on beneath as the gown or robe was floor length and the garment was buttoned to the neck. Mary looked up at me with her bruised face and smiled. In the light, her face looked really bad. Lots of swelling on her eyes and around her lips. She even had a small cut over one side of her mouth.

"Morning Terry." I ventured.

"Good morning Steve." She said.

The coffee finished and she poured herself a cup then got another cup and poured me one too. We sat at the kitchen table facing each other sipping our coffee. I lit up and offered her a smoke. She shook her head then lifted a cigarette from a pack in her robe pocket and lit up as well.

"Steve? Some of what I'm going to say won't be what you want to hear. Some of it will not be nice. Some may even make you sick, but I have to tell you everything so I can go on from here. Do you think you can handle it?"

"Let me try Sherry, uh Terry."

"It is probably better that I go back to Terry as I wish to be the same as I was before I met you."

Terry squirmed around, took a sip of coffee, a toke of her smoke then began. "I've told you a lot of me about when I grew up how I always wanted to be a girl. I didn't let you know enough that because of that I sometimes acted more gay than I should have. I liked guys. I wanted to be a girl with guys. I wanted to fuck guys whenever I could. I mean I wanted to be fucked by guys. Strange, but when I fucked I wanted it to be with a female, not some guys ass. That's how it should be. A guy fucks a girl. Anyway if a guy wanted me, all he had to do was ask. Miss or Mr. Round heels here flopped on my back, spread my legs and begged for cock. I got it too. Lots of it. Before I met you I had gone almost celibate. I wanted a man, a straight guy who liked me as a girl and wanted to fuck me as a girl. I wanted to be a girl. That's how I met you. You were there, all straight and sexy, minding your own business until I made you lose your cool. You fumbled around, bumping my tits, touching by ass by accident, and popping a hard on right at the bar. You were my type of guy. I wanted you, had to have you so I went after you. You were almost too much for me, to big for me. I got you to fuck me and cuddle me and kiss me. You wanted to stay the night but I couldn't let you or you would find me out. You did anyway the next morning. Damn, that was a shock. You wouldn't let it go so we met that afternoon. We kind of stuck. You wouldn't let go easily and I didn't want to let you go. I asked and you came down here with me like a magnet. You and Mary meshed perfectly, a real bonus. Everything was fine till I got the surgery. As I was healing, all the previous feelings I had about a straight guy came rushing back. You weren't straight any longer. You and I had had some man to man sex. My desire for you as a manly man was lost. I didn't consider that you had fallen for Sherry the girl not Sherry the tranny. I also wanted to try some of my past friends that had been such good cock hounds while I was into the gay scene. Maria's husband had been one of the guys who constantly wanted to fuck me and suck me. After the surgery he constantly wanted to get at me. He said he couldn't wait to plug three holes in a night. He was insatiable. Poor Maria, she is a good girl, a little crazy but really a sweet heart. Her husband was or is a slut. He now can fuck and be fucked twenty-four seven down in Brazil. With his penchant for hitting people he might not last long though. Some of the guys he hangs with are not very nice. I sure hope they were clean though. I'll find out soon enough. Anyway Steve, I still like you. I like you a lot. I'm not in love with you though. I don't think I could get over you and I having gay sex even though you are anything but gay. Sorry about that but my mind is made up to have a straight guy who wants a girl, me. Hope all this doesn't make you hate me. I would still like to be your friend, just not your lover."

I got up and got us some more coffee. With all that said, we both needed to think about it and have a few sips and a cigarette.

Mary reached across the table and took my hand. I looked up into her smiling face, seeing the girl, the woman I had fallen far in the first place. She smiled then asked, "How have you and my sister been getting along. Are you two an item? Are you going to stay a while?"

"Yeah, Mary and I have become close. I have fallen for her just as I fell for you, only different. She is more, I guess you could say comfortable, yet exciting at the same time. She is just as unpredictable as you are but in a different manner. She does have my attention. I guess you could say I have fallen for her, big time."

"Nice going cowboy." Mary said from the door way.

She came to me and smothered me with hugs and kisses till I had to lift her up and put her on my lap. Phew!

"You make me crazy in love with you Steve. Every time I sneak up on you having a conversation, you are telling someone how much you care for me. I am crazy in love with you and can't tell you how great it makes me feel to hear you telling someone else how you feel about me."

Sherry was grinning through her bruises, "Guess I did good getting you two together. Glad it's working out. Makes me feel a lot better."

"Steve, put me down and can you get me some coffee?" Mary said squirming around.

"Terry" Mary began. "I heard just about everything you said. Sorry to eavesdrop but I wanted hear everything and didn't want you to hold back if I were there. I understand a little better now, but don't understand why you had to go to Brazil. Don't matter now, your back. We have some news too."

"What's that?" Terry asked.

"We bought a house." Mary flatly stated.

"Bought a house? You already have a house. Why did you buy another house? You can have this one all to yourself if you want as I think I'll have to move and start over somewhere else."

"Not just me Terry. The gang bought a house. The musketeers bought a mansion, we're all going to live together."

"Oh no." Terry said covering her face with her hand. "You turned your crew onto Steve. Oh no. Poor Steve. Have you met these loonies Steve?"

I was grinning and nodding my head. "Yep, met 'em all. At least most of them I think."

"He met Julie as that's who we went to when you were here with those goons." Mary said then continued. "That means he met Maria as she is always around Julie. And he met Nancy. None of the others really count as it has always been us four if your remember. They all really like Steve and Maria's kids think he is the greatest."

"Steve would be a good influence on Sonny." Terry said. "His Dad isn't worth a shit and probably won't be back. The Nita's are a pair that will have Steve twisting in the wind if he doesn't watch out."

Mary was still grinning like the Cheshire cat so Terry asked. "So tell me. Tell me about Steve and your crew. Tell me about this mansion thing."

"We went to Nancy and Bob's to see their new place at the naturist preserve." Mary began.

"Hold it." Interrupted Terry. "Naturist preserve? You mean that high brow nudist camp out at the quarry lake?"

"Yes, that's the one. Nancy and Bob have a new duplex out there and we went to see it. While we were there, Nancy introduced us to a friend of hers whose husband had passed away and was going to sell her home and buy one of the fancy condos. She liked the four of us, Julie, Maria, Steve, and myself and offered us a great deal on the place. We closed on the house day before yesterday. Maria and Julie have already moved and we want to start moving in out there as soon as possible. I don't know how Steve or the other girls feel but do you want to come out there too?"

"Not a chance." Terry said. "I might visit to show off my all girl appearance but I don't think I would want to live out there. I want to dress up like a girl and be with a dressed up manly man. That's my thing. Besides, I may not stay here. It may be best for me to find another city or may be go to the perfume factory headquarters in France."

"You really don't want to stay here?" Mary asked.

"I don't think so Mary. If I stayed here it would be for you, not me. I want to find a guy of my own now. If I'm clean, I'm going to hunt one down and get him." Terry said with a smile. Then added, "So Steve, you really think you can live in a house with the three looniest ladies in the land? You really think you guys can get along? Mary, does Steve even know what Julie does for a living? Does he know the reason Maria's old man left is because she is more les than straight?"

"Terry." I said stopping her. "I know about Julie's vocations, her investment banking as well as her escort service. I know that all the girls seem to enjoy tasting and pleasuring each other. I also know that both Julie and Maria both enjoy a man to pleasure them as well. We have been properly and improperly introduced. You forgot Nancy. She isn't les considering her husband and penchant to be a swinger."