We take care of business

DJ shook her head, the mohawk of hair waving in the wind as she held her girlfriend’s hand. There was a part of him that wanted to take Jasmin to class and show her off, to shove it in everyone’s faces that they were together no matter how anyone felt about it. There was also a part of her that wanted to take Jasmin home and spend time with just the two of them, retreating from the world and focusing on each other for a time.

The third thought stuck with her more though. She wanted to make sure that Jasmin could relax, that she wouldn’t have to look over her shoulder for Dane or her father. DJ thought back to her time with Jasmin. How the pair had come out to one another. That while their styles clashed, they had supported each other through their own transitions. Memories of Jasmin coming over to ask DJ’s sisters and mother about makeup and clothes surfaced. Those brought with them the pain that brought about Jasmin having to look outside of her home for that sort of support.

DJ cocked her head to the side and a smile that could only described as nefarious crept over her lips. “Let’s go find Dane. If Daddy wants you to take him to prom. I think we should do that? I certainly wouldn’t mind having two cute girls on my arm. How does that sound to you, honey?”

Jasmin took a moment to try and understand what DJ meant. Looking over at DJ’s face gave her all the context she needed. A giggle spilled from her throat, then became a full body laugh as she pictured the scene. An image of the apoplectic rage that would cloud her father’s face only further spurred her desire to follow through with her strong willed girlfriend’s idea.

Finally pulling herself together, she pulled the pink phone case from her purse and expertly began to type away at it. The long nails on her hands not giving her any difficulties at all as she messaged Dane.

Jasmin - Daneypoo! Daddy says ur cuming to prom with me. Can we go shopping for a dress?

Looking over Jasmin’s shoulder at the phone as she typed away, DJ giggled and kissed her girlfriend’s neck softly. “I like that. Hey babe, let’s take your car to the mall.”

The pair’s heels clicked along in sync as they moved back into the parking lot. While the bike was fantastic to ride and something both girls loved to be on together, the car that Jasmin’s daddy had given her would suit their needs much better. Digging her hand into Jasmin’s purse, DJ pulled out the keys and clicked the button for the White Mercedes G-Wagon.

“I still can’t believe you talked him into this thing.” DJ opened the passenger side door and gave his girlfriend a hand into the vehicle before swaying over to the drive side and climbing in.

The response from Jasmin was cut off by the pinging sound of her cell phone.

Lame - Of course Jazzy! Norman’s?

DJ read the text from the car’s screen before giggling to Jasmin. “Do you really have him saved in your phone as Lame? That is really petty babe.”

Jasmin’s dismissive hand wave showed that she didn’t really care either way. The engine came to life as DJ slid the car out of the parking lot and towards the mall. As the car pulled through, DJ saw her girlfriend quickly typing out a number of messages. “So, I booked us a room at Norman’s. Then Ash and Sara have an opening in like two hours. Or should we do that tomorrow?”

DJ laughed at the speed her industrious girlfriend threw around money and privilege. “Make it for today, I think it would only be fair for us to take Dane out to dinner tonight to give him the chance to get used to some things, don’t you?”

Jasmin’s nod and grin sent DJ’s heart racing with love as the pair planned the unwilling feminization of the rich fuck boy that Jasmin’s father tried to hoist onto her in order to attempt to replace DJ. The drive to the mall was filled with chatter as the two talked about normal things like last week’s math quiz or the latest release of shoes from Jasmin’s favorite designer.

Parking the car, DJ looked over to her girlfriend and frowned. “Ok, so what style are you thinking for our new girl? You know I’m going to wear black.” DJ paused as an idea came to her mind. “Ohh! What if we do you in white, me in black, and then make Dane the girl in the red dress? Full on Girl in the Red dress.”

Jasmin’s laughter slipped out with a throaty sound to it as the pair both slipped from the vehicle and made their way towards each other. DJ reached out and took Jasmin’s hand in hers as they began to stalk towards the store to meet with their prey.

“Or, we could go full on ‘Diamond’s are a Girl’s Best Friend’? Just fully pink and blonde with the Marilyn look.” Jasmin’s counter offer had its own perfectly good possibilities.

PK, once again skipped involving the pair of beautiful trans girls and put the offer out to the universe. ‘So folks, which do you think would fit our theme?’