Mommy Daughter day

Standing in the parking garage the sounds of vehicles starting, moving around and braking echoed off the concrete. Bailey bounded on the balls of his feet, the heels of his four inch blue gladiator heels never touched the floor as moved up and down. He held his arms behind him, one hand lightly holding his own forearm, paying no mind to the sway of his breasts, all of his attention on the woman who had just come home. This wasn’t the first work trip she had been on, but this one felt like it had gone on for ages. ‘She looks like super happy!’ The smile on his face faded slightly as he bit his bottom lip, tasting his lipstick and gloss. The strawberry flavor of his lips danced along his tongue as he thought about telling her how the trip was a waste. He thought he recalled telling her about not getting the job she wanted when they had talked, but his mind felt jumbled, too much to keep track of between work, picking out the right outfits, Miss April, Mr Brannon and Leah… His mind started to wander thinking about Liam and what Aunt Megan was going to do.

“Sooooo.” Derrick said, dragging out the word. “How was your first time flying first class?”

The corners of Amanda’s eyes crinkled as she tried to give the man holding her hand a hard look while her smile refused to budge. “I did not need to fly first class, I told you that.”

“Well, if you didn’t like it…” Derrick gave a small shrug of his shoulder, as he looked off to his side at his mother. “She didn’t enjoy first class.” His head swiveled back to the blonde blue eyed woman that he loved as he felt her squeeze his hand.

“I did not say that. It was… well the price is not worth it, at least for the short flight. Buuuuut the extra space was nice.” She said begrudgingly, already noticing that knowing smile come to his face.

Moving a little closer to her Derrick put his free hand on her jean covered hip. “I’m glad you enjoyed it and I told you that I didn’t have to spend a dime. I have enough miles built up that I could take all five of us…” He squinted for a second trying to think of exactly how many air miles he had built up with his work trips. “Well for the five of us at least one way to anywhere domestic.”

“Shame, I wanted to go to Paris.” Amanda said with a laugh as a joke, not missing what she thought was a sparkle in his green eyes as if he was committing her joke to memory. That was when she felt his hand leave her own and press gently to her cheek. She felt her heart’s rhythm change, its pace picking up at his touch and the sight of him leaning closer. Amanda moved closer so that their bodies pressed into one another as he kissed her.

As the kiss started Candi wiggled in place, bumping her shoulder into Bailey. She saw the familiar look of confusion on her friend’s face, her smile was ever present, but she could always see it in her eyes when she was daydreaming or just plain checked out. “Paris, city of love.” Candi said, motioning her head in the direction of their parents who were only a few feet away.

Bailey looked where Candi had motioned, quickly shiting his body to face Candi. He liked Derrick and while he once hated the idea of Mommy being with him, something he had been **** to allow. Now… he was just happy that she was happy, knowing it was only a matter of time before the Connor’s went away and it would be just the two of them once again. Still, he didn’t want to watch them being intimate, he wanted to kiss her, to press his body into hers. The kiss didn’t last long at all, but Bailey’s attention was now fully on his friend. “Umm, we aren’t like, in Paris.”

The elder Connor’s gave Bailey a small smile and a shake of her head while Candi gave a much more animated smile while she laughed. “Nooo, your Mom said she wanted to go to Paris! The city of love, ya know? Oh my god, I have always wanted to go there, see all the art at the Louvre. Back home I have a snow globe with the Eiffel Tower in it. Haven’t you always wanted to go there?” Candi said, moving her hands excitedly as she spoke.

Pursing his lips Bailey thought of the Eiffel Tower and the art museum Candi mentioned. Looking at paintings sounded as exciting as watching paint dry and doing it in one of the most expensive cities sounded horrible. The last image that came to mind was a caricature of a frenchman blowing smoke in his face and saying something snooty. “No… I’m umm haven’t really done any traveling and umm…” Bailey held off on telling the pretty blonde his thoughts on the city, she sounded like she loved it or at least the idea of it and the notion of taking away any of the girls hope and excitement felt worse then breaking one of the ten commandments, but then again he wasn’t very religious, despite how often he had gone to service lately.

The way Bailey had hesitated and her words drifting off made Candi think her friend was either afraid to travel, afraid to fly, something she could a hundred percent understand, flying terrified her or both. “Hmm well when I go to Paris, I’m thinking like the summer after we graduate school, you could totally come with me! Just think of everything we get to see and…” Candi’s eyes glanced at her grandmother for a second before she leaned in close to whisper in her friend’s ear. “The boys… talking in their accents.” She swallowed before continuing in a bad French accent. “Candance, Bailey you are both so beautiful, like a rose I have plucked from the ground, I wish to hold you.” She tried to say more but broke into a fit of giggles, a fit Bailey soon fell into, it long becoming a habit of his. A habit that at times became a vicious cycle, her laughter making him laugh, and his laughter making her laugh.

“I hate to ruin your fun.” Amanda said with a bright smile as she looked at the two platinum blonde girls as they laughed. “Apologies Candi I have to borrow my daughter, the two of you will see each other soon enough. Though I will need the keys to my car back.”

Putting one hand on the trunk of the car she had been allowed to borrow while Amanda was out of town and the other on Bailey’s shoulder she gave the older woman a pout. “Okay… but only if you like take good care of them both.”

To Amanda it was adorable how the outgoing Candi was possessive over Bailey. The girl had a power about her and she was sure the girl was the reason Bailey had let down his walls in order to live a life he was more comfortable in. “I promise to do my best.”

“Best!” Candi echoed the word with a smile and a small laugh and a side glance to Bailey who smiled back at her as if saying the family name was a secret joke. “Okay, I got gas for the car and umm got it washed.” She gave a small frown at a splash mark by the wheel from a muddy puddle she must have driven through on the way over.

“Thank you sweetheart.” Amanda moved her eyes to focus on Derrick as she continued to speak to Candi, her eyes telling him that her words were really meant for him. “I appreciate how responsible you have been with my car.”

Not missing the nonverbal queue to her father, Candi turned her head in his direction to give him a big bright smile showing all her teeth. “Here that Daddy, I’m responsible!”

With farewells given Amanda and Bailey got inside their vehicle, Amanda taking the time to adjust the seat while the Connor’s left in Derrick’s rental car. When they departed and her seat adjusted Amanda turned to face her once lover, a tight smile on her face. Bailey was sitting there in the passenger seat with legs pressed tightly together, hands folded neatly in her lap and the outfit Bailey wore she had seen before. Bailey had worn that exact outfit one day that felt like long ago now. She… her eyes drifted over Bailey’s body, it had changed so much in such a short time. Bailey never had been a large man, but now what muscle mass he had before had melted away for soft supple skin. She had seen it when Bailey had come home with platinum hair, the plumped lips, but after being away for a week all the changes really really hit home, she was seeing him for who he wanted to be, for who she was. It wasn’t just the appearance, Bailey openly cried when she came out of the airport, something he would have never done before… even just sitting there Bailey gave the impression of a demure teen girl. Her thoughts scattered, Amanda's mind went back to what she was reflecting on, that day when Bailey had come home and asked her to just hold him in her arms after a bad day.

The two of them had sat on the couch while Bailey told her about the day, about how he… Amanda mentally corrected herself. How she had a tough time with a child she had ended up babysitting in one breath and then went on to say how she and Candi used the money that had earned to get a massage. Back then she thought it was a rough day because of how much Bailey had to act the part of a teen girl babysitting at the pool, when now looking back on it she thought it was actually a tough day because it was so difficult for Bailey to let go and be herself after a lifetime of pretending. Then she had asked to be given a spanking after almost getting caught taking a sip of Derrick’s whiskey. The excuse had been because her parents spanked her to keep her in line and it would help Bailey stay in character, but now she wondered if the physical discipline was used to make sure Bailey acted like a man. The physical blows Bailey’s parents gave her enforced that masculine pride and considering how Bailey acted before Derrick came to town those lessons were taken to heart… and it broke hers just thinking of how this blonde girl suffered.

“Umm… are you okay?” Bailey asked nervously as Amanda stared at him without saying a word, unaware of how much he did just that in his daily life now.

“I am… I really am. Bailey I am happy to be home and I wanted to tell you again how much I love you and that I accept you.” She slowly blinked, holding her eyes closed for half a heartbeat to try and will herself not to cry or tear up.

It felt good to hear her say those words, it felt awkward the way she was doing it, but it wasn’t often someone told you that you were accepted. His love saw him for who he really was despite how he looked. “I love you too, I love you bunches!” He said with a teetering giggle.

Reaching over Amanda placed her hand atop both of Bailey’s. “I was thinking that we could get lunch, but considering the time we could do something fun first. If I remember correctly you wanted to try out that ax throwing place where you can throw axes at targets or at everyday things like furniture, dishes and appliances.” The place sounded like a great way to blow off steam, they just didn’t have extra funds before for the destructive frivolity.

“Oh yeah!” Bailey said, his eyes opening wide as he remembered the store and their tv commercial where they threw axes into picture frames, a table and even a refrigerator. Bailey’s mouth clamped closed right after, his eyes looking down at the hand gripping both of his, his focus on both of their nails. ‘Peaches that sound fun, but I could break a nail and I can’t afford to get my nails done till next week. I could ask Mommy if she wants to do that… no don’t be silly you can’t ask her to do something super girly like that.’ He worked his jaw from side to side for a few seconds as he considered doing it anyhow. The ax throwing sounded super fun, but that would be something for him and he wanted to do something for her. “Umm, that sounds fun, but could we maybe.” Bailey bit his lower lip trying to think of one of the many things she had said she wanted to do together that he blew off. “Can we go to the garden club? The white garden or the butterfly garden would be totally fun to see.” Bailey gave her a bright smile with the offer. He had never been to the garden club before, but he vaguely recalled one girl he dated… it could even have been her saying how the white garden was nothing but white blooming flowers and the butterfly garden was… well full of butterflies.

“You want to do that instead of ax throwing?” Amanda asked, mentally kicking herself that she had picked out a location Bailey would have wanted to go to when he was wearing a mask. He had never shown any interest in flowers other than when he was trying to apologize, but she figured that might have just been because that is how he thought he was supposed to act. The way he always bought her jewelry or the few times when he bought her expensive shoes, those were the times a little bit of his true self was poking through. When Bailey opened his mouth to speak she nodded to herself once and spoke before he could get a word out. “You know what, that sounds like a lot of fun. A nice mother daughter day out!”