Dining Room Frustrations

The pair made their way over to the dining room table.

"So not only did you change your gender, you also came out as both trans and a lesbian?" Delia muttered and watched her daughter just nod. Ashely could clearly see that she was mad at the moment. There was no use in pissing her off even more. Right now, she would need to defuse the situation.

"Yes." Ashely explained and let out a deep breath. Gazing down towards her book, she flipped the cover open. Inside, a photo of her and her beloved had been taped in. For that particular occasion, a powder blue ankle-length dress with stockings and a matching set of power blue heels. The beautiful woman beside her was dressed in a black chador with a set of black lace-up boots underneath. Slight heel, nothing as tall as what she wore on a daily basis. Locks of mettalic purple hair had been styled into a braid that went down to her waist. Not quite the expectation, but it did turn heads when the couple was together. All the priests and their wives did. For the moment at least, she closed the book. No use stoking this fire. "I'm going to assume you have a problem with that?"

"Yes, dear." Delia groaned, frustration and anger infused into her words. She was more than aware that her newfound daughter had noticed. She didn't really care. But why did part of her envious? No interest in being a girl's beloved had ever crossed her mind in the past. Why now, though? Especially with this continued feeling of deja vu. "Tell me about this wonderful religion of yours."