My Little Buddy, My Lover. Chap 3

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Chapter 3, Shannon

The next time I saw Dano was Monday. We’d agreed that we couldn’t afford a major distraction, so after a difficult night on the couch – the couch on which I first fell for my transgendered girlfriend – I drove her home early the next day. I tried to study the rest of the weekend, but could not take my mind off of Danielle. Several times I picked up the phone wanting, needing, to talk to her, but I knew my internship potentials were also important.

The midterm was brutal as old man Schute promised, but we felt confident we were well prepared. Dano was in his usual outfit: baggy jeans, t-shirt and grey hoodie. Now that I know what treasures lie underneath, my eyes linger on the sweatshirt and back pockets.

I also noticed that his mousy hair hid a gloominess in his eyes, I knew I was the only one who can lift her dark clouds.

‘I’m taking the rest of the day off, wanna come over?’ I asked, trying not to address the furled brows head on.

Dan’s spirit lifted a bit, ‘Sure, how’s tonight?’

‘Not now?’ It was my turn to be disappointed.

‘No, my dad popped in town.’

Oh, his dad, the reason for that scar under his left ear.

‘What do you have to do? Can I tag along?’

That seemed to have done it. ‘Sure, Liam, you can help me get this over with and we’ll go to your place.’

I gave him a devlish smile, ‘Bring your toothbrush.’

Danielle giggled, Dan caught himself.

I leaned in close, ‘Would you be my girl, Danielle?’

Dan teared up, we gazed in each other’s eyes for a while before we caught ourselves. He gave a grateful smile and said softly, ‘you jerk, you made me cry in public.’

An hour later we were walking up the stairs to his apartment. His dad had his laptop and work stuff spread out over the tiny dining table that was also Dan’s desk and occasional poker table.

The next two hours were tense. His dad did not approve of his, well, anything. Suffice it to say Dano was glad to have gotten that out of the way until next Spring. I shook his dad’s hand in parting, but I did not try to hide my disgust.

We both sighed relief and crashed on the couch. ‘Wow,’ I said, but did not want to continue.

Dano handed me a beer and we downed it in silence. Dan stood, asked for my hand and said, ‘come, I want to show you something.’ He led me to his bedroom, but made sure the front door is locked good and tight.

My heart skipped, but sensed that it was not what I had in mind.

He said, ‘I want to show you me.’

With that he took off his mousy brown wig and revealed a redhead. His beard was a paste-on also.

‘Dan, I…’ All I can do was stare.

‘Wait, Liam, shhh…’ She proceeded to take off the grey hoodie. From under the t-shirt, she unzipped a girdle.

I felt a lump in my throat, what did my girl have to go thru to live a lie!

‘It’s ok, Liam, I want to do this.