She comes home

Bailey sat on the toilet in the guest bathroom, his eyes closed and head leaning on the wall as emptied his bladder. He was still tired, even on a work day he wouldn’t have gotten up at five in the morning and even though he hadn’t slept in till eleven in what felt like ages he was too excited about the day to fall back to sleep. It didn’t change his displeasure of mornings, but at least today he didn’t have to deal with the chipper Candi. ‘I love that girl, but like how is anyone that happy in the mornings? I should text her till she wakes up.’ With a self satisfied grin on his face at the thought Bailey took some toilet paper to clean the faux womanly appearance between his legs. It felt like real skin, but he still didn’t have a sense of touch down there so getting into the habit of wiping himself after peeing had taken some time. Unlike the task of using the dildo looking applicator with the cream, doing that felt like a bridge too far. He would keep himself clean, but he wasn’t going to fuck himself daily like a horny teen girl with little impulse control.

Opening the bedroom door and moving down the hallway Bailey had moved as silently as he could on the balls of his feet in order to not wake up Aunt Megan, but the thought of being quiet had been forgotten as he turned on the shower and began to remove his negligee. With steam starting to fill the room Bailey put on his pink and white checkered shower cap before stepping into the tub to enjoy the warm water raining down on him. Standing there in the hot water Bailey took a few deep breaths to take in the steam, rotating slowly in place to let his whole body feel the water’s embrace, before taking hold of the soft shower sponge and adding a dollop of strawberries and cream body wash to it.

“Mmmm.” Bailey moaned with a closed mouth as the soft soapy sponge ran over his right nipple. He moved his hand with the sponge over his other breast feeling the same tingle in his chest he had on the other side. Closing his eyes his other hand went up cupping himself and rolling his thumb over his nipple slick from the soap. “Haaa…” Holding his hand there Bailey bit his bottom lip as flashes of memory danced in his mind. His smaller frame pressed into Auggy’s as the young man’s warm wet mouth suckled on his breasts. A shiver ran through Bailey, causing him to tense his muscles and jerk his hand away from his chest. ‘Get it together, I’m like, not some love sick girl. I’m a man and tonight I am like totally going to sleep in my own bed, my real bed! With the woman I love! Peaches she fur sure is going to be upset when she finds out Mr. Brannon is getting her promotion, gosh I hope I can do a good enough job to keep him from firing her… at least till I kick his butt.. Or like have the police come and get him.’ Bailey punctuated the thought by making a few jabs in the air in front of him, causing water to splash onto the white tiled walls.

After working himself up Bailey finished cleaning himself in the shower as quickly as he could, stepping out onto a small bath towel so he could pat himself dry enough so he could apply body lotion. While going through his normal routine of patting himself dry, applying one type of lotion to his body and another to his face he started to hum and then sing, thinking about Amanda coming home. “I’ve got sunshine on a cloudy day, when it’s like cold outside and I’ve got the month of May… I guess you’d say… What can make me feel this WAY! My girl… my girl, my girl. Talkin’ bout my girl.” He happily went on as he added a pair of under eye patches to his face to keep the puffiness and dark circles at bay, not even considering the last time he had shaved. Leaving the strips under his eyes he wrapped his towel around his body and padded out to the dark hallways and to the room where he was staying.

Bailey shimmied his hips as he pulled up the dark blue jean skirt over his white lace boyshort panties, buttoning the last two of the six forward facing brass buttons as John Legend’s song Everybody Knows played from the speaker of his phone. Sitting down on the edge of the now made bed he put one foot into the blue heeled sandals with the strappy front and zipped it up in the back. Completely unaware of Megan standing in the doorway to the bedroom, leaning on the doorframe as she watched him get ready. She saw Bailey humming along to the song, still only partially dressed. Megan had known Bailey for years, but she was so used to seeing him so feminine it didn’t even occur to her how odd it was for a twenty five year old man to be putting on heels while his ample bosom was on display in his lace mesh shelf bra. Her entire focus was just on how happy Bailey appeared. It wasn’t long ago she had found Bailey crying at what his life was now like and this morning all she could see was a girl so happy to start the day that she had gotten up early. She waited for Bailey to put on her blouse a long sleeved dark blue blouse with a crisscross pattern on the upper arms, leaving small patches of exposed skin, the blouse having small sequins that reminded her of a night sky, an outfit Bailey had worn once before when he went to meet Candi at her hotel for the first time.

“You seem happy this morning.” Megan said, revealing her presence to the oblivious Bailey. She watched as Bailey’s head snapped in her direction, eyes wide in surprise, but she didn’t see a blush on the teen girl’s face like she once would have. Instead the look of surprise gave way to a warm smile that showed just a hint of her white teeth.

“Morning Aunt Megan! Wait…” Bailey blinked a few times at her before moving to pick up the phone and turn down the volume and seeing the time. “I am like so sorry… I wasn’t thinking about the time. Did I wake up?” Bailey scrunched up his nose, ready for the answer he already knew and her anger at being woken up so early on a Saturday.

“Don’t fret about it pumpkin, I wasn’t sleeping much anyhow. I gave the Summers till tonight to make a decision on whether they get reported to the police, with the little video getting out or Charles dropping off Liam here for some re-education. I was hoping they would have made the decision faster, but…” She shrugged before stepping into the room. Megan gave Bailey a soft, small smile looking into her green eyes. “Are you sure this is the route you want to go? We could still go to the police.”

The happy expression on Bailey’s face fell as he met the blonde woman’s blue eyes before shaking his head. “I can’t… they will ask questions and, and I can’t go to court. They could totally find out who I am and then so would everyone and, and he would just go free. No, he can’t hurt anyone again.” Tilting his head to the side and looking away from the older woman, his eyes drawn to the mirror over the dresser. His mind latched onto the fact that he still hadn’t put his face on or done his hair for the day. Looking at his reflection he thought of his hair and what to do with it. His hair looked fine and he could just brush it out, but today wasn’t a day for fine. ‘A good girl always looks her best.’ He wanted to do more and decided on a crown braid, with his long hair pulled up into a high ponytail. Without thinking about the normal smile he wore slid in place as he looked back back to the woman still dressed in her robe. “While I would like loooove to talk about what we are going to do with Liam.. oops I mean Leah. I need to get ready, Candi will be coming over soon.”

“She is coming over this early? You do know Amanda isn’t flying in for a few hours?”

“Yeah… but I sent her like twenty messages this morning to wake her up, so she is coming by early.” Bailey said, tossing the phone that was in his hand back onto the bed.

Megan nodded, about to say the girl was always welcome here, but that felt like the wrong thing to say when she was about to have a twenty three year old man at her place that was being blackmailed into being a sixteen year old girl. “Let me put something on and I will make the two of you something to eat. I picked up some of those impossible breakfast sausages the other day that I haven’t tried yet. Or are you just having one of your shakes this morning?”

Making a gagging motion Bailey shook his head, fake food pretending to be meat didn’t sound appetizing to him in the slightest, but if plans hadn’t already been made he was sure Candi would jump on it and make him eat it too. “We would love too, but she woke her Dad up so all of us could go out for something. I suggested Waffle House, you can come too if you want.” Bailey said his suggestion with a bright smile.

“I can’t remember the last time…” Megan’s voice trailed off trying to think of the last time she had been to a Waffle House. It had actually been a few years ago, she had met up her sister and Bailey there and thought it wasn’t a great thought to bring to life. Bailey had come a long way, but with Derrick in the picture it seemed to be a bad idea to bring up old times when he was actively dating her sister instead of pretending to be her daughter. That thought reminded her to get in touch with a private investigator to actually look into what the police wanted with Bailey and the missing escort she had seen him with. “Well the three of you have fun, I have more than a few things to get done before the Summers visit.”

The early start to the day had lost its momentum when the Connors delayed their arrival as the eldest Connors needed more time to get ready. Leaving Bailey with some time on his hands that he spent on his laptop playing away at the childhood development game. He had been stuck on a level’s mid boss, a pair of unruly twin toddlers, for a while. When his phone chirped, a message from Candi coming through to say they were pulling up, he slapped the lid closed on the laptop and jumped to his heeled feet to rush out the door. Only calling out as an afterthought. “Bye Aunt Megan! See you later when I pick up my things with Mommy!”

Breakfast was fine, they hadn’t gone to Waffle House, but it seemed to matter little. As the hour grew closer to the plane’s arrival the more restless Bailey got and was only able to get down a few bites of food. He wasn’t even sure why he was so nervous, but unlike all the other work trips she had been on it felt like his life spiraled without her on this one. When they got to the terminal they only had a small wait before they got to see the woman they had waited for.

Stepping out of the building everyone saw Amanda in a black button up shirt that read Mega Corp over her least breast, she had the sleeves rolled up. Dark jeans and a pair of leather sandals. She held up her hand to both wave at those that came to greet her and block out the sun as she pulled her rolling suitcase behind her. Amanda pursed her lips, hardly able to contain her smile from taking over her face as she looked at Bailey, who returned her wave with an open hand wave of her own and seemed to have tears in her eyes. Bits of the conversation she had the other night played in her mind, mixed with images she had seen in the youtube videos she had watched over and over again on the trip. There was no doubt in he remind that her once lover was happy to see her, and little doubt to the fact that Bailey Andrew Smith had vanished and replaced with Bailey Ann Best.

As she looked past Bailey the smile she held back asserted its control of her face as she saw Derrick, his daughter and his mother. She could feel the man’s smile. It felt so similar to the warmth of the sun on a cool day. Amanda knew she was not the most emotionally intelligent person, but she knew a few things for sure. Derrick loved her, Bailey loved her and that she loved them both, but not in the same way. No matter what she already knew about Bailey from what her sister told her, what she saw for herself in the videos and her conversations with Bailey she still felt a pain from guilt. She needed to have a conversation with Bailey about it all, she wished part of her life didn’t have this lie… that she could tell Derrick everything. Amanda just wasn’t sure how she could tell him the truth without losing everything.