Phase II.II- Plans

Ben rose to shut off the alarm, which had been blaring for a few seconds. He sat up to stretch a little.

"Sleep well?"

Ben was spooked by his mother, standing in the door in front of him.

It had been two weeks since he had started his new job, and Ange and Ben had fallen into a comfortable morning routine, where they exercised and ate breakfast before Ben went off to work.

"Uh, mom?"

Angel...Ange was wearing her NYPD Tee, but no pajama bottoms, just some high waist bikini underwear. Her hair was in a ponytail.

"Just here to get your ass out of bed, like usual!" Ange giggled.

Ben was just mesmerized by his mother's athlete abs and firm ass, just on display in front of him.

"W-Why don't you have your pants on?"

Ange had woken him in her usual sleepwear of tee and pajamas, but never without the latter.

"I sleep better this way. You should try it!"

"Uh, sure...." Ben was a little thrown off by this. "Is it too hot or something?"

"Oh, no, no! Nothing like that, just feels better" Ange thought to just how much better, and giggled again.

"Right" Ben was both aroused and concerned a little. Ange seemed to notice.

"Tell you what, you can rest for a just a little longer, and I'll get ready."

"Oh, cool."

Ange left Ben to do what he was probably going to do after seeing her like that. Hell, she had some time to do the same. That wifebeater, jeez.

"Damn it to hell!" Ben was (jokingly) frustrated as Ange laughed with him.

"I told you: I'm just better than you at this!" Ange was wearing a purple bodysuit that showed off her lean figure, especially her long bare legs. Her hair was in a ponytail, complete with purple scrunchie.

"You wanna bet," Ben laughed it off, in his Knicks jersey and basketball shorts.

"Yeah, I can bet."

"Alright," Ben thought for a moment, "If I win the next game, you have to.... do something for me."

"What?"

"Just, you do something for me. Can be anything."

"Alright, sounds fair. But if I win, you do something for me."

"Sounds fair" Ben shook his mother's hands to seal the deal.

"I'm going to enjoy mopping the floor with you" Ange lightly mocked Ben.

"Oh, in your dreams" Ben laughed it off.

The two headed back to the gym, though Ange also thought a bit back to her conversation with Debbie from a while ago. About her needing to be Ben's social life.

"Hey Babe," Ange stopped for a minute.

"Yeah?" Ben stopped a little ahead of her.

"I was thinkin', you don't have work Saturday, right?"

"Yeah, Saturday, Sunday" Those were Ben's off-days. Today was Wednesday

"Right, we could do something together."

"Like what"

Ange hadn't actually thought about that. She stood to think about it, before something came to her.

"I hear the zoo is pretty good."

"Alright, yeah, I need a break. And I'd like to do something besides whoop your ass."

"Jeez, babe, I try to do something nice, you tear me a new one." Ange lightly hit Ben and the two continued to the gym.

"Hey, thanks for accompanying me here." Ange grabbed the bag of makeup after the shop girl ringed her up.

"No problem, happy to help." Sita smiled and clapped, in her pink button-up blouse and pleated rainbow swing skirt, pushed out by blue petticoats. Her heels and bow on her ponytail were also blue.

Debbie worked that day, so Sita accompanied Ange to Levin's Department Store, the oldest one in Stepford. Sita left little Aneesh with a babysitter.

Ange had hoped to buy some more makeup. While she had a routine now of some blush, blue eyeliner, and bright red lipstick, she felt she could improve her look.

She carried her small bag out, but stopped to see the rest of the store. A wide assortment of blouses, dresses, and skirts, all common in the 50's and early 60's. She also looked at the women, in all those said dresses.

While she wore said routine makeup now, she looked down at her corduroy suit and sighed. Sita noticed and put her hand on Ange's shoulder.

"You're jealous?"

"What, no! No. Maybe. I don't know what it is I've never felt like this. I was never jealous of women, but, the women here, they just, I don't know what, but they just look so good."

"I understand," Sita looked out, "It was exactly how I felt when I came here. I was so jealous of these women, and even though I had been living as a woman for a while, I felt dysphoric."

Ange continued to look towards the very feminine clothes.

"You told me you're going out with your son? Maybe you could get something special for it."

"What?" Ange was startled.

"Get something he will appreciate. Something that shows you care about his perception of you. Something that shows your willingness to please him."

"I guess. But... I haven't really..."

" It's always good to try something once, right? Plus, you might fit in better. Your son will definitely appreciate it"

"Maybe", Ange looked at the selection, and considered it.