DJ - 45. Chapter 45

In chapter 45, DJ’s sister, Camille may have a boyfriend, and Damion starts his new job. On June 10^th, Annie Gill, Matt and Marie leave for Atlanta, and on June 16^th the extended family makes Rodney’s fourteenth birthday really special.

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DJ Chapter 45 – A gay love story by Doug Spencer

It’s 8:30 AM on Saturday morning, the Ninth of June, and a week before the tentative celebration of Rodney’s Fourteenth Birthday. DJ and Jamie arose, shared a common pee in the bathroom, and DJ brewed a pot of coffee. DJ is scheduled to work from noon to 8:00 PM today and Jamie from 4:00 to close at 11:00 PM. The boys planned to go to the Seldon’s this morning and proposition Jamie’s parents about hosting the Birthday Party for Rodney next Saturday.

About 9:00 AM, While Jamie and DJ was sipping juice and coffee, Joe and I joined them, all four of us enjoying our nudity, together. Jamie told us that he and DJ wanted to leave about 10:00 to go see Karen and Carl about the party so I went ahead and prepared us all some breakfast. Joe and I are both due at work at 3:00 PM.

While we were eating breakfast, DJ received a phone call from Mattie, and answered it ‘Hey, Dude, what’s up?’ Matt always smiles when another boy calls him ‘Dude’.

"DJ," Matt said, "I just wanted to give you and Jamie a heads up. I won’t be around for a few days, Mom and I are leaving for Atlanta tomorrow, and on Monday the doctor will be relieving me of these unwanted boobs!"

"Oh, that’s great Matt, so you won’t be needing those binders anymore! I’ll tell you right now, our family wishes you successful surgery and a speedy recovery! Jamie and I will be anxious to see a flat chested Matt!"

"And guess what, DJ," Matt added, "Marie is going with us, it’ll be so wonderful, having my baby by my side, while I recover!"

"That’s awesome, Dude," DJ stated, "I’ll relay this to Jamie and the Dad’s. Let us know when you’re ready for some company and Jamie and I will hook up with you. Thanks for letting us know." DJ and Matt hung up, and DJ relayed the news to Jamie, Joe and me. We all are aware of how much Matt hates those breasts!

After breakfast the boys dressed, DJ in his work outfit, and they took off for the Seldon’s, arriving at about 10:20. The Seldon family was all still having breakfast, including Damion and Brandon. While Jamie and DJ made their rounds of the table, giving everyone hugs, Karen offered them breakfast, but they’d already eaten. DJ accepted another cup of coffee, and he and Jamie took seats.

"Mom, Dad," Jamie stated, "we’d like to ask a big favor of you. This Friday is Rodney’s fourteenth birthday, and we want to have a really big family party to celebrate it. We have the most space, of all the homes. Would you consider hosting it, here at our home?"

"Who all did you plan to invite?" Carl asked.

"Well, it would be DJ and me, of course, and our Dad’s, and DJ’s Mama and her fiancé, Ramous, and DJ’s sister, Camille, and you and Mom. It would be a chance to bring the family—the whole family together, and make Rodney’s birthday really special."

"His birthday is actually on Friday, the fifteenth," DJ stated, "but with so many working on Friday, we wanted to celebrate in on Saturday. The biggest glitch is that Joe may not be able to get Saturday night off. I’m pretty sure that Jamie and I can get off that night, and Dad can maybe do his deliveries early. I know that Ramous doesn’t work on Saturdays."

"Rodney is such a precious young man," Karen stated, "we’d love to help him celebrate his birthday, and we would also like to meet the rest of DJ’s family." DJ smiled that patented smile.

"It should be nice weather," Carl stated, "suppose we do it as a BBQ. If it should rain, we can bring the grill up on the covered porch, and we’d need to eat inside."

"If we move it up to, say 12:30 or 1:00 PM, instead of evening," Karen suggested, "then Joe should be able to attend, also." DJ and Jamie shared a smile, this is sounding better and better.

"So are we free," Jamie asked, "to share these plans with the rest of our family?"

"You are," Karen replied, "and we’ll take care of all the food, except for the Birthday Cake."

Jamie, looking at DJ, "I think DJ and I can spring for the cake!" DJ nodded at Jamie in agreement, displaying that smile.

Suddenly, DJ had tears sliding down his face, and Karen was the first one to notice them.

"Sweetheart, what’s wrong?" Karen asked, using a napkin to blot DJ’s tears.

"Nothing’s wrong," DJ replied, "I’m just so incredibly happy! I just can’t believe how my life has changed in the last two years! I have two wonderful Dad’s that have unconditional love for me, I have the most wonderful boyfriend that means everything to me, and I’m now reunited with my Mama and my siblings. My life couldn’t be more perfect!" Jamie pulled DJ close, and kissed him tenderly. Damion and Brandon glanced at each other, smirking.

"Correction, DJ," Carl spoke, "you have three Dad’s that have unconditional love for you, I also consider you MY Son!"

"Mom, Dad," DJ said, "I can’t thank you enough, for what you’re doing for Rodney—and me! I anticipate that this will be his best birthday ever! We need to leave, I need to drop Jamie back to our house, and head to work." DJ and Jamie gave Karen and Carl loving hugs, bumped fists with Damion and Brandon and left.

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About 1:00 PM that Saturday Darrah Jackson served lunch for Ramous and the kids. Just about the time they finished eating, Camille’s phone rang, it was Lucas! Camille ran to her room to answer, for more privacy, and answered cheerfully with ‘Hi Lucas’.

"Hi Camille," Lucas replied, "Hey look, I’m off today, and I wondered if I could pick you up, say about 3:30 and take you to a movie with me?"

"Do you mean like—a date—a real date?" Camille asked.

"Yes, Camille," Lucas replied, "I’m asking you for a date. We don’t have to go to a movie, if there is something you’d rather do. I just want to be with you, and get to know you better."

"A movie would be great, Lucas," Camille said, "I need to take a shower, and get dressed in something more appropriate. I’ll tell Mama you’re coming to pick me up at 3:30, and I’ll be ready."

"Great!" Lucas exclaimed, "I’ll see you at 3:30, Sweet Camille." They hung up, and Camille excitedly ran back to the kitchen.

"MAMA! I’ve got a date!" Camille announced, "Lucas is coming at 3:30 and taking me to a movie."

"And just who is Lucas?" Darrah asked.

"Mama, Lucas is one of the most handsome seniors at our school, and I’ve been wanting to date him—like—forever! I can’t believe he has asked me for a date! He works at the Ice Cream Parlor, and he walked me home last night."

"Young Lady," Darrah stated, "you’re not stepping out of this house with any boy until we meet him!"

"Okay Mama," Camille replied, "I’ll bring him in to meet you when he gets here. I need to shower and get dressed, for Lucas."

About 3:25 Lucas borrowed his Dad’s car, drove around the block and pulled into Camille’s drive and parked. He walked to the front door and rang the bell.

Darrah, answering the door, her eyes falling on this extremely handsome young black man, "Lucas?"

Lucas, offering his hand, "Lucas Johnson, ma’am, you must be Camille’s mother?"

"I am," Darrah replied, "and I’m pleased to meet you, won’t you please come in? I think your date is almost ready." Darrah invited Lucas to take a seat in the living room, and he sat down on the sofa, and Darrah sat next to him.

"I have to tell you," Lucas stated, "Mrs. Jackson, you have a very lovely daughter, I’ve been admiring her for a few months, at school." Just then, Camille walked in.

"Hi Lucas," Camille said, smiling, "I guess you’ve met Mama?"

"Camille," Darrah asked, grinning, "is this what was happening at the Ice Cream Parlor last night?"

Camille looking down, her face turning pink, "Yeah, Mama."

"I always thought that boys chased after girls," Darrah said, "not the other way around."

"It’s hard to chase the girl," Lucas said, smiling, "when you don’t know where she lives. When Camille came to the Parlor last night, I grabbed the opportunity to walk her home, and I found out where she hides."

Rodney had meanwhile entered the living room, sitting in a chair and was listening to the exchange.

"Lucas," Darrah stated, "I hope your intentions are honorable, and that you have the integrity to keep things clean between you two. Lucas, this is Camille’s very first date."

"Oh, Mrs. Jackson," Lucas replied, "I totally respect your daughter and I have no intentions of—doing anything improper with her. I’m elated to be her first date." Lucas turned his attention to Rodney.

"Dude!" Lucas exclaimed, "You got rid of the dreads, and got a respectable haircut. Looking good, man. Camille, I didn’t realize, until now, that Rodney was your brother."

"Thanks, Lucas," Rodney said, smiling, and starting to feel proud. "My big brother, DJ, dragged me to his barber, and did this."

"Good for him!" Lucas remarked. "Are you ready to leave, Camille?"

"Bye, Mama," Camille said, "I’ll see you later." Lucas opened the front door and Camille and Lucas started through it.

"Bye kids, have fun," Darrah said. She watched as Lucas led Camille to the car, opening the car door for Camille, in a gentlemanly fashion. Darrah’s first impression of Lucas is very positive, and she is liking him. He appears to be a very respectable young man, and most definitely, very handsome.

Camille, at the cinema, "What movie are we watching?"

"You choose, Camille," Lucas stated, "I’ll be happy to watch any movie with you, that you’d like to see." Camille chose, and Lucas bought the tickets, escorting Camille to the very back row.

During the movie, Camille took the liberty of resting her head on Lucas’s shoulder, and Lucas wrapped his arm around her shoulder, drawing her close. His free hand found Camille’s and the two held hands. Both teens were enjoying their closeness, and they took an occasional break to share a kiss. (Why they’re in the back row!)

After the movie ended, they strolled to an eatery in the Mall, and enjoyed Coke’s together, and then returned to the car, but Lucas didn’t start the car, they just sat there for a few minutes, just holding hands.

Finally Lucas spoke, "Camille, I really like you, a lot, and I’m hoping that this was just our first date, with more to follow."

"I like you a lot too, Lucas," Camille replied, "and I just can’t seem to get enough of your sweet, tasty lips!" Lucas smiled.

"Camille, your lips are like honey, would you—consider—being my—steady?" Lucas asked.

"Do you mean like—your girlfriend?" Camille asked.

"Exactly," Lucas responded, "Camy, I’d be so proud to have you for my girl!" Has Lucas given Camille a new nickname?"

"Lucas," Camille replied, "I’m not strong enough to turn you down! I’ve dreamed of dating the most wonderful boy I know for a long time, and it’s finally happened. I’d totally love to be your girlfriend!"

"Thanks, Baby!" Lucas exclaimed, "You’ve just made me the happiest boy in Smalltown, probably in the whole darn state!" Lucas just called Camy ‘Baby’ and Camille will be happy to be Lucas’s baby. The two shared another loving and romantic kiss, and Lucas felt his damned penis filling his crotch with hardness. Down, boy!

"Baby" Lucas said, starting the car, "I need to take you home, before your Mama starts to worry." (And I cream my jeans, gosh this girl turns me on!)

They arrived back at Camile’s home, and Lucas walked Camy to the door. Camille opened it, and pulled Lucas inside.

Darrah, approaching them, "Welcome back, did you guys have a good time?"

"Mrs. Jackson," Lucas replied, "I’ve dated a few other girls, but this was the best date I’ve ever had! I really enjoyed my time with Camy. Baby, can I pick you up tomorrow morning, and we can take a walk in the park before I have to go to work at 3:00 PM?"

"Sure Baby, I’d like that," Camille replied, "what time?"

"Let’s go early, about 8:00 or 8:30, and we’ll still see the dew sparkling on the leaves and grass. Maybe we’ll even see some rabbits and squirrels."

"I’ll be ready," Camille replied, "That’ll be fun, walking in the park in the early morning with my boyfriend!" Darrah scowled a bit at Camille’s reference to Lucas as her ‘boyfriend’.

"Sweetheart," Darrah stated, "I don’t think having one date with a boy qualifies him as your boyfriend!"

"Mrs. Jackson," Lucas stated, smiling, "I asked Camy to be my steady girlfriend, and she accepted, wouldn’t that make me her boyfriend?"

"I suppose so," Darrah replied, "kids just grow up so fast these days. It’s hard to believe that my little girl already has a boyfriend. When would you expect to bring Camille back home?"

"We should be back before noon," Lucas replied, "I gotta run, Dad is taking me and Mom out for dinner tonight, and I’ve got his car. Baby, I’ll see you between 8:00 and 8:30 in the morning."

"Wait," Darrah remarked, "Lucas, we’ll be having Sunday Dinner about 1:00 PM tomorrow, why don’t you plan on having dinner with our family?" Camille grinned.

"I’d like that, Mrs. Jackson," Lucas replied, smiling, "I would need to leave for work about 2:30. If I bring my work outfit with me, can I change into my uniform here?"

"I hardly think that would be a problem," Darrah replied, "I’m sure you can use Rodney’s room to change." Rodney nodded, smiling.

"Thanks, Mrs. Jackson," Lucas said, "I guess I’ll see you all tomorrow." He approached Camille, and the two shared a sweet but quick kiss, and Lucas left.

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It’s 7:00 AM on Sunday morning, the tenth of June, and Annie and Matt Gill are preparing to leave for Atlanta. Matt loaded their luggage in the trunk of Annie’s car. Rather than dirtying up dishes they planned to stop and have breakfast on the road, after picking up Marie at 8:00 AM. Matt took the wheel, knowing well the way to the Walsh’s home, and pulled into Marie’s driveway.

Walking to Marie’s door, Matt was met by Marie and Ken. After giving Marie a loving kiss, and picking up Marie’s suitcase, Ken followed them to the car.

"Matt," Ken asked, "please enlighten me, what, exactly is this surgery that you’re having in Atlanta?" (Uh-oh)

"Mr. Walsh," Matt explained, not wishing to admit that he was a Trans boy, "I was born with mammary glands, that a boy isn’t supposed to have, and they make me heavy breasted, almost like a woman. (Matt cupped his breasts in his hands) Since I was fourteen, I’ve never felt comfortable going bare topped, because of them. Dr. Effram, in Atlanta is experienced and skilled at removing these unwanted mammary glands, so that I will have a chest like any other man, and not look like a woman up here."

Ken, glancing at Matt’s crotch and seeing an obvious bulge (Matt’s rolled up washcloth), "I see, I guess that would be embarrassing, especially around other boys! I want you to know that Marie’s Mom and I wish you a fast recovery, and you are in our prayers. Please drive carefully, and have a safe trip."

"Thanks, Mr. Walsh," Matt replied, "we’ll see you in a few days." Whew, Matt believes that Ken bought the story. Annie elected to sit in the back seat, allowing Marie to sit up front with Matt, Matt taking the driver’s seat for the first leg of the journey.

About an hour down the road Matt pulled off on an exit that had a Waffle House, and they had breakfast.

"I think that Dad bought the story," Marie stated.

"Actually," Matt said, "it’s mostly true, we boys aren’t supposed to have mammary glands." Matt does think of himself as a boy.

"I dread the day I have to tell him that you are Trans," Marie stated. "Mom cornered me a few days ago, and pushed me into telling her. Maybe Mom can explain to Dad, and take that weight from my shoulders."

Annie and Matt took turns driving, and they arrived in Atlanta about 6:00 PM Sunday night. Annie got their hotel rooms, and they went out for dinner. Matt ate a light meal, as he’d been instructed to eat only a light dinner, and no food after 8:00 PM, and no breakfast, or even anything to drink Monday morning, until after the surgery. Needing to be up at 6:00 AM, they returned to their rooms and hit the hay. They needed to get Matt registered at the hospital at 7:00 AM.

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Shortly after 8:00 AM Lucas walked up to Camille’s door, dressed in athletic shorts and a tee shirt, and rang the bell. Camy answered it, still in her pajamas. They shared an affectionate good morning kiss and hug.

"Come on girl," Lucas stated, "we can’t go to the park in your pajama’s, get dressed, time’s a wasting!" Camy returned to her bedroom to dress. Rodney, still in his boxers, bumped fists with Lucas, and took the bag with Lucas’s work clothes into his room and set them on the bed. Camy returned about five minutes later, dressed in short shorts and a tee shirt, and Lucas smiled.

After telling Darrah goodbye, Lucas and Camy walked out the door and down the sidewalk, holding hands, heading toward the park. Neither Lucas nor Camy had eaten any breakfast, and they decided to stop at Burger King and eat. Sitting down with their breakfast biscuits, Lucas felt a need to adjust himself. He’d decided to go commando today, as his boxers had longer pantlegs than his shorts, and would look funny. He didn’t want his pecker to peep out of his shorts and be visible to others, while he was sitting. They both downed two breakfast biscuits, and Lucas drank two cups of coffee while Camy drank an orange juice.

After eating, he and Camille continued toward the park, and headed up one of the foot trails. A rabbit jumped across their path, and Camy shrieked.

"It’s only a rabbit, Baby," Lucas stated, grinning, "they don’t bite."

Walking on up the trail, those two cups of coffee were starting to create pressure on Lucas’s bladder, and he needed to pee. With no rest rooms around, he decided to try and hold it. After another ten minutes of walking, Lucas was running out of time.

"Baby," Lucas said, "I need to find a place to tinkle, or I’m gonna wet my pants! Just wait here, and I’ll go behind that bush. Lucas stepped off the path, and slipped behind the bush. The shorts had no fly, so he pushed them down, exposing his ass crack. Keeping his back toward Camy, he watered the ground. Oh, what a relief!

Returning to Camy, they walked on farther, and found a bench to sit on, and started making out. After a few minutes of kissing, Lucas’s pecker stiffened, and noticeably tented his shorts.

"Camy," Lucas asked, "do you have any idea what you do to me when we kiss like this?"

"Not really," Camille replied, "but I hope you like kissing me as much as I like kissing you."

"Oh, I do!" Lucas exclaimed, "but it does something else." Lucas took Camy’s hand and placed it on his ‘tent pole’ and Camy grinned, feeling that Lucas’s penis was hard, inside of his shorts.

"Why does kissing make you get an erection?" Camy asked.
Camy has had sex education classes and is well aware that boys do get erections.

"When boys kiss girls, our penis’s start to prepare for having sex, and they become erect." Lucas explained. "It’s nothing that we have any control over—it just happens!"

"I wonder," Camille mused, "if boys get hard, when they kiss each other?"

"I have no freaking idea," Lucas replied, snickering, "and I’m not about to kiss another boy to find out! I think that only queer boys might kiss each other."

"My big brother, DJ, is gay," Camille said, "and I know that he and his boyfriend kiss a lot, but I’ve never noticed if they get hard. Maybe I’ll ask him some time, just to satisfy my curiosity. So, does that mean that you want us to have sex?" Camy asked.

"Yes and no," Lucas answered, "my hormones want us to have sex, but my mind says that it’s too soon. Camy, have you ever had sex with a boy?"

"No," Camille answered, "you’re only the first boy I’ve really been this close to, I’m still a virgin."

"So am I Baby," Lucas said, "I’ve never had sex with a girl either. We’ve only committed to being a couple, just yesterday. I’m not in love with you, yet, but I love being with you, and I care a lot for you. We need to just date, and really get to know each other well. Maybe we will really fall in love, and if we do, maybe we could experiment with having some sex, sometime in the future, but not yet. I don’t think either of us is ready for that yet."

"You’re probably right, Baby," Camy replied, "I don’t think I want to lose my virginity—not yet."

"And I don’t want to lose mine either, or take yours," Lucas stated, "at least not yet! We probably need to head back to your house, I think dinner will soon be ready." Lucas took Camille’s hand, and they strolled back to Camille’s home.

Darrah had the Sunday dinner of roast chicken with stuffing, mashed potatoes, gravy and cranberries and coleslaw nearly ready when Camille and Lucas returned. Darrah set the table for five, the usual place settings for Ramous and herself at the ends, Camille and Rodney on the side, and the fifth setting on the flip side of the table, for Lucas.

Announcing that dinner was served everyone came to the table, Rodney sitting next to Camille.

"Bro," Camille asked, "would you sit on the other side, so that Lucas can sit beside me?" Rodney accommodated, grinning, and moved to the other side of the table, and of course, Camille and Lucas sat together.

During the course of dinner, Darrah brought up the fact that they were all invited to Jamie’s parent’s home to have a cookout to celebrate Rodney’s birthday next Saturday.

"Mama, do you think Lucas could go with us?" Camille asked.

Rodney, smiling, "I’ll call DJ and ask him, can I borrow your phone?"

"I’ll call him," Darrah said, and immediately placed the call. Darrah chatted with DJ for just a couple of minutes.

"DJ said that Karen always prepares a ton of food, and an extra mouth would be no problem," Darrah replied. Camille and Lucas both smiled. Lucas will help celebrate Rodney’s birthday!

Ramous, as soon as dinner was finished, "Lucas, can we chat a few minutes, privately?" Lucas agreed, and followed Ramous outside.

"Lucas," Ramous stated, "I’ve been placed into the position of being a stepfather to Rodney and Camille, and I love both of them as if they were my own children. You’re dating Camille, and you seem to be a fine, upstanding young man, and Darrah and I both like you a lot."

"Thank you, sir," Lucas replied, "and I like you both a lot too."

Ramous, handing Lucas a six-pack of condoms, "Now, I’m not giving my permission for you to have sex with Camille, but I think you should always carry a couple of these with you, just in case. We don’t need any surprises!"

"Sir," Lucas replied, "we haven’t practiced any sex, and we don’t plan to, at least not in the foreseeable future."

"Son," Ramous stated, "I was once a teenager, and I’m well aware of how teenage hormones can rear their ugly heads. I’m sure your intentions are pure, but one of these days, those hormones will drive you beyond your intentions, and you’ll give in. When that day occurs, you might not have the opportunity to get some protection, so always be prepared for the unexpected! It’s better to have it and not need it, than to need it and not have it. Okay?"

"Okay, Ramous," Lucas said, grinning, "I’ll keep one of these in my wallet, just in case, but I really don’t have plans to need it." Returning inside, Lucas looked at the kitchen clock, it was 2:10.

"Rodney," Lucas said, "please show me to your room, I need to dress for work and get out of here!" Rodney led Lucas to his room, followed him inside and closed the door. Lucas pulled his work clothes and a pair of boxers out of the bag and laid them on the bed. He removed his sneakers, and tee shirt, and pushed his shorts down and off, exposing his nearly six inch flaccid pecker. Remember that he had gone commando this morning.

Rodney, looking at Lucas’s pecker, "Wow, your dick is a lot bigger than mine!"

"How old are you, Rodney?" Lucas asked.

"I’ll be fourteen in a week," Rodney answered.

"Never fear, kid," Lucas stated, grinning, "mine has grown a lot bigger since I was fourteen, and yours will too. I promise." Lucas pulled on his boxers and then his slim fitting jeans, adjusting his substantial boyhood in the crotch area. He then pulled on his work polo, and laced his sneakers, putting his shorts and tee shirt in the bag. They walked back out to the living room.

"I don’t want to carry these to work," Lucas stated, "Camy, can you keep them here, and I’ll stop by on my way home from work tonight and get them. I want to come by and tell my girl goodnight anyway! We close at 8:00 PM on Sundays, so I should be here by about 8:30. Thanks for the delicious dinner, Mrs. Jackson." Lucas and Camille shared a quick kiss and hug, and Lucas took off for the Soda Shop on foot. It’s only about a fifteen-minute walk.

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At 6:00 AM Monday morning the Eleventh of June, Annie woke Marie, then phoned Matt to awaken him. Since Matt was not allowed anything to eat or drink until after his surgery, Marie and Annie decided to forgo breakfast, planning to get some in the hospital cafeteria, YUK, while Matt was in surgery. Annie asked Matt to bring his suitcase into their room, as she was checking Matt’s room out this morning. Matt did bring his overnight bag, with his toiletries, a couple pairs of boxers, a pair of flannel lounging pants and his slippers. They headed to the hospital to get Matt checked in.

They registered Matt under his legal name of Mathew Gill, Age 20, male, and were escorted to his room. While Annie and Marie got Matt settled in, nurses came in and took Matt’s vitals, and gave him a shot in his arm. A male orderly came in and shaved what little bit of hair had started to grow on Matt’s chest, then scrubbed his chest well, and sponged on some alcohol as a disinfectant. Oh, that alcohol was cold!

The female Dr. Effram entered, shaking hands with Annie, and Annie introduced Marie to Dr. Effram as Matt’s girlfriend.

Dr. Effram, turning to Matt, "Well Son, are you ready to lose a few pounds of femininity?"

"I’ve been ready Dr.," Matt replied, smiling, "for a few years!" Whatever that shot was, Matt was getting groggy. Two OR (Operating Room) attendants wheeled in a gurney, and slid Matt onto it. They removed his gown, and covered him with a sheet, and wheeled him away. He was allowed to keep on his boxers.

"Mrs. Gill, Marie," Dr. Effram stated, "Matt’s surgery will take at least an hour and a half. There is a waiting room by the recovery room, and you will be able to see him while he recovers, but he will likely still be under the anesthesia for a while."

"Dr. Effram," Annie stated, "while Mattie is in surgery, Marie and I are going down to the cafeteria and get some breakfast."

"Fine, if there are any complications, we’ll find you," Dr. Effram said, "We can talk after it’s done." Annie and Marie headed to the cafeteria. After eating the not so bad hospital breakfast, they headed back to the OR area, and nervously watched for Matt to be taken into the Recovery Room.

Finally, at almost noon, the OR attendants wheeled Matt out of the OR and into the Recovery room. Annie and Marie immediately went to the recovery room, and were advised to wait until Matt was at least partially recovered before visiting him.

Minutes later, Dr. Effram emerged from the operating room, still dressed in her surgical gown.

"Mrs. Gill," Dr. Effram stated, "we need to talk." Annie was automatically in worry mode. "Come into the office please, Marie, can you please wait in the waiting room, I need to talk just with Matt’s mother." She invited Annie to take a seat.

"How bad is it, Dr.?" Annie asked, turning into a bundle of nerves.

"It may not be that bad," Dr. Effram stated, "Were you aware that Matt has testicles?"

"How can that be?" Annie asked, in shock. "I know he’s transgender, but as a baby girl, he had what appeared as a normal vagina, like any baby girl."

"Mrs. Gill," Dr. stated, "we took an x-ray of Matt’s lower anatomy and discovered a totally unexpected anomaly. Let me show you the x-ray." Dr. Effram put the x-ray on the panel, with the light behind it.

"Okay, as you can see, here is his perfectly normal uterus, and his ovaries, and down here, right below his bladder, his testicles! In a normal boy, usually sometime between birth and about three years of age, the testicles drop down into the scrotum, but Matt had no scrotum, so his testicles just sat there."

"Wow, Dr." Annie said, "what do you think should be done?"

"At this point, nothing," Dr. Effram said, "but it likely will have a major impact on his lower surgery. There has been a lot of progress in gender changing, and it’s possible that when they build Matt a scrotum, they may be able to surgically lower his own testicles into it. I’m not an expert on lower surgery, so I’m not sure, but those are my thoughts."

"Mrs. Gill," Dr. Effram continued, "Since Matt was born with testicles, and even young testicles excrete testosterone, I think it’s possible that the steady pumping of testosterone into his blood stream caused Matt to feel more masculine, and feel like a boy."

"If those testicles were to be removed," Annie asked, "would Matt maybe revert to being a girl?"

"I think it’s too late for that," Dr. Effram replied, "it should have been done while he was still a toddler. At twenty, Matt has spent too many years thinking and acting like a boy, and being a boy. It would likely turn him into a psychological mess. At this point, I think it’s probably best to go forward with his gender change."

"Thank you, Dr. Effram, for your explanation, and advice," Annie replied, "I think I would even have difficulty now, trying to think of Matt as my daughter, rather than my son." By the time our conversation ended, Matt was starting to recover, and was somewhat coherent, and Marie was by his side, holding his hand.

Annie, entering Matt’s recovery room, "Hi Mattie, how are you feeling?" Annie leaned over, and kissed Matt’s cheek.

"Sore, damned sore!" Matt replied, "And hungry! I think they’re trying to starve me." Annie went out to the nurse’s desk and asked if Matt could have something to eat.

A few minutes later, the nurse brought Matt a cup of bouillon and a container of Jell-O, explaining that he was on a liquid diet until the anesthesia’s effect was completely gone. He would get some solid food for supper. As Matt was not yet ambulatory they had inserted a catheter that kept his bladder drained into a jug.

Marie held the bouillon, and Matt sipped it, through a straw, and then hand fed him the Jell-O by the spoonful. Annie pulled the sheet down to Matt’s waist, and she and Marie saw that Matt was wrapped in bandages around his upper torso, about like one might be wrapped that had broken ribs. Matt felt like he was wearing binders again, except for the soreness.

Finally, after another hour, the anesthesia had worn off, and the attendants slid Matt onto a gurney, returning him to his room, Annie and Marie following. They slid Matt onto his bed, still with the catheter draining his bladder. It was now 2:00 PM, and Annie and Marie were both suffering hunger pains. Leaving Marie with Matt, Annie went back to the cafeteria and got sandwiches for her and Marie, and returned.

All afternoon Matt had hands holding his, either Annie’s or Marie’s—or both. Marie periodically leaned over and kissed Matt’s lips. Matt was feeling so loved, with his two favorite people by his side. About 4:00 PM two nurses aids came in.

"Mr. Gill," one of them asked, "Do you feel that you can stand and walk on your own?"

"I think so," Matt replied, anxious to get on his feet. The aids helped Matt to a sitting position, and he swung his legs over the side of the bed. Annie quickly retrieved his slippers from the overnight bag, and slid his feet into them. One of the aids placed a stool under his feet, and both aids helped him stand up on the stool. He cautiously stepped down onto the floor, with both aids holding his arms, just in case he might falter.

Matt, now standing on his own, "I need to poop!"

"Do you want to try to use the toilet?" one of the aids asked.

"Please," Matt replied, "I don’t fancy using a bedpan!" Matt walked to the bathroom, both aids by his side, one of them carrying the jug that was attached to the catheter. Matt reached under his gown and pushed his boxers down, and the aids lowered him onto the toilet, then left the bathroom, closing the door to give Matt some privacy.

"OUCH!" the sound came from the bathroom. The aids quickly returned to the bathroom. "It hurts my chest, to try and wipe myself," Matt explained.

"Just lean forward," the aid said, "and I’ll clean your bottom." Matt felt strange, nobody had ever cleaned his bottom since he was a toddler. The aids helped Matt to his feet, and one of them pulled his boxers back up, noticing that Matt had a vagina, rather than a penis.

"Are you transitioning?" she asked.

"Yes, ma’am," Matt replied, "I just had my upper surgery this morning."

"Your upper arm muscles are closely tied to your chest," the aid explained, "until your chest gets more healed, you’ll suffer some chest pain when you use your arms for anything strenuous." Matt picked up the jug and walked back to his bed, and the aids assisted him in getting back on it.

"When can I get rid of this damned tube, and jug?" Matt asked.

"That’s up to your doctor, and the nurses," the aid replied, "I’ll address your concerns." The aids left.

About 4:30 Dr. Effram, walking in, "How’s my boy doing?" It made Matt feel good that the doctor referred to him as his boy.

"I’m sore as hell, up here," Matt replied, "and it really hurts to use my arms. I needed help to wipe my butt, cause it hurt so much."

"That’s to be expected after your surgery," Dr. Effram replied, "once you start to heal, it won’t hurt so much."

"Will it always hurt?" Matt asked.

"No, after probably about ten days, it shouldn’t hurt at all," she said. "About the catheter, as soon as you’re able to get out of the bed to urinate on your own, we can pull that out."

"I have trouble sitting up from laying," Matt explained, "but once I’m sitting, I can get on my feet, and walk."

"Show me," Dr. Effram stated, and helped Matt sit up in the bed. Matt swung his legs around and off the bed, and proceeded to get his feet on the stool, and stood up.

"The proof’s in the pudding," Dr. Effram said, smiling, "I’ll order that catheter to be removed in the morning." She raised his gown, and examined the bandaging on his chest. "Looking good, Son, no evidence of any bleeding. I’ll see you tomorrow, to check up on you." Directing her attention to Annie and Marie, "You ladies take good care of my boy! After today, he’ll be on a normal diet, and you can sneak him in some non-hospital treats." Once again, she referred to Matt as a boy, making him feel good. The doctor left.

About 5:00 PM the kitchen cart was heard rattling in the corridor. They delivered Matt’s soft diet tray, and delivered courtesy trays to Marie and Annie, and the three were able to eat supper together.

"This sure ain’t my Mom’s home cooking!" Matt remarked.

"Beggars can’t be choosy," Annie replied, "I do think it was nice of them to give us some supper too, even if it is institutional food."

Annie and Marie hung with Matt until 8:30 when the nurses chased them out because it was already a half-hour past visiting hours. Annie and Marie returned to their hotel room for the night.

* * * * *

Back in Smalltown on that same Monday morning, Karen and Damion were up early, about 6:45 AM. Karen started coffee as usual and while the coffee was brewing, Damion grabbed a shower and shaved, then, pulling on clean boxers, joined Karen at the table. While the two sipped those mugs of coffee, Karen fixed Damion some breakfast, knowing that Damion wanted to leave by 7:30 to start his new job at Smalltown Contractor’s, due to be there at 8:00 AM. Damion didn’t want to be late on his very first day.

"Damion dear," Karen asked, "do you know how to cook breakfast?"

"Of course," Damion replied, "if Brandon and I wanted anything more than cold cereal for breakfast, we had to learn how to cook it. Mom sure wasn’t going to get her butt out of bed to cook it for us. After I got my apartment, I cooked my own breakfast most every day, and a few other meals too." Wow, Karen thought, Julia really was lazy!

Damion ate quickly and returned to his room to dress for work, dress slacks, shirt and tie. As Damion was heading to the back door to leave, Karen gave him a hug, a kiss on his cheek and a good luck wish. Damion is still not quite used to the affection he receives from his East Coast family, but he totally enjoys it. It makes him feel welcome, wanted, and accepted as a part of this wonderful family.

Arriving at the office of Smalltown Contractors about 7:50 AM Damion tried the door and found it unlocked, and walked in. Mrs. Rice was sitting at the desk, with a mug of coffee.

"Good morning, Daniel," Mrs. Rice said, "are you a coffee drinker?"

"It’s Damion, ma’am," Damion corrected, "and I do drink coffee."

"Sorry, Damion," Mrs. Rice said, tapping her head, "the old brain isn’t as good as it used to be. You’ll find some Styrofoam cups by the coffeepot, help yourself, and make yourself at home. You’ll probably want to bring in your own mug, so you won’t have to use those nasty Styrofoam cups."

"Thank you," Damion replied, pouring himself some coffee, and settling in the other chair by the desk.

"Let’s get you in the system," Mrs. Rice said, "the computer is up, click on ‘MENU’, and then, ‘Employees’ and ‘Add New’." Damion followed her instructions.

"Now you can put in your vitals," she stated, "You’ll need to do this every time we have a new hire." Damion knew how to put in most of the info.

"What is ‘Type’?" Damion asked.

"Most of the new hires are ‘Hourly’", Mrs. Rice stated, "but office personnel and the Site Supervisor are ‘Salaried’ so you are ‘Salaried’. Phillip will need to put in your rate of pay, and he should be arriving any minute now."

"So, how do I clock in?" Damion asked.

"You don’t," Mrs. Rice stated, "We salaried people don’t clock in and out, and Ramous records the hourly workers time manually. Every Friday, Ramous drops off the time sheets for the workers, and the next week, part of our work is to calculate their hours so they will get paid. I’ll be here for two more weeks, to guide you."

Phillip walked in, wearing a sport shirt, shorts and loafers, and immediately poured himself a mug of coffee.

"Good Morning, Damion," Phillip greeted, "you’re looking all bright eyed and bushy tailed, Welcome aboard!"

"Thank you, Mr. West," Damion replied, as he and Phillip shared a handshake.

"Damion," Phillip stated, "you’ll find Smalltown Contractors to be like a family, we’re pretty laid back, and casual around here, and we’re all on first name basis. You may call me ‘Phillip’. You are a bit overdressed to be working here. We’re in the Mid-Atlantic and the weather here is getting warm. You might want to get rid of that tie, open up your collar and roll up your sleeves. In this warm weather, I consider shorts and a polo or sport shirt adequate attire for my bookkeeper."

Damion, removing his tie, and smiling, "Thank you sir—uh—Phillip, I’ll take you up on that offer, I really like wearing shorts, and these dress pants are a little warm." Phillip smiled, and went into his office. Damion is feeling very comfortable in his new job.

A couple of minutes later, Ramous Andrews walked in, clipboard in hand.

"Here is this weeks time sheets," Mrs. Rice stated, handing Ramous two printouts. "Ramous, I’d like you to meet our new bookkeeper, Damion Whitlock, and Damion, this is our Site Supervisor, Ramous Andrews."

"We’ve met," Ramous said, "welcome aboard, Damion," and gave Damion a hug.

"Ramous is the one that told me about this opening," Damion said, smiling. Damion knew that Ramous worked here, but didn’t know that Ramous was the Site Supervisor, until now.

Mrs. Rice spent the rest of the morning, showing Damion how to calculate the employee’s hours, putting them into the computer, and then doing the printout, to take to the accountant. After lunch, Phillip picked up the printout.

"Damion," Phillip stated, "I’m going to ask you to take this down to ‘Adams & Adams Accountants’ and they will do the payroll and print out the Paychecks."

"Mr. West—uh Phillip," Damion said, "I AM an accountant, and I know how to do payroll!"

"The problem is," Phillip replied, "we don’t have a payroll program, and we’d need to do it all by hand, and hand write all the paychecks. I would prefer to have printed paychecks. Maybe you could recommend some software, and we could purchase it?"

"Let me do some research," Damion replied, "I know there are programs out there that would be suitable for a small business like ours, that would be affordable. I’ll let you know what I find."

"For now, we’ll stick with Adams & Adams, until we can do our own payroll. Go ahead and take these down, and we’ll pick up the paychecks on Wednesday, so I can sign them before payday on Friday."

"Okie Dokie" Damion replied, taking the sheets and heading down to Adams & Adams office. Phillip West is happy to have this young ‘accountant’ on board as his bookkeeper. Eliminating having to pay the accounting firm will save him money.

At 5:00 PM, Phillip, Mrs. Rice and Damion all left the office, Damion having completed his first day on his new job. Damion headed back home, arriving at the Seldon house about 5:20.

First things first, Brandon and Karen wanted to know how his first day went. As usual, Karen had cooked dinner before Carl left for work, and while Damion explained, Karen reheated some leftovers to make Damion some dinner. Damion was particularly excited about the laid back atmosphere, and that he could wear shorts to work, and that even Phillip wore shorts and loafers.

* * * * *

Being a Monday, DJ and Jamie were both off from work, as well as school, for the summer. They’d spent the night at our house, and were enjoying a naked breakfast with Joe and me.

"DJ." Jamie asked, "What do you think we should get Rodney for his birthday?"

"I’ve been contemplating that," DJ replied, "he’s turning fourteen, and could likely make use of his own phone. Do you think we could swing that?"

"It’s not just the cost of the phone," I stated, "it’s also the monthly service charge, does Rodney have any income to pay for that?"

"Maybe Mama and Ramous can add him to their family plan, like they did Camille," DJ said, "I’ll ask Mama." DJ quickly placed a call to Darrah, and she answered with a cheerful ‘Hi DJ.’

"Morning, Mama," DJ replied, "is Rodney close by?"

"He’s in his room," Darrah said, "I can get him."

"NO!" DJ exclaimed, "I wanted to talk to you, out of Rodney’s listening range."

"Did he do something wrong?" Darrah asked.

"Oh no, Mama." DJ explained, "Jamie and I want to give Rodney a phone for his birthday, and we wondered if you could add Rodney to your family plan?"

"I see no problem with that," Darrah replied. "Our plan is with T-Mobile, so you would need to get his phone from them. I can call them and get Rodney added. You’ll need our account number, so they can add his phone to the plan. I need to look it up, hold on a couple."

While waiting, DJ grabbed a pen and piece of notepaper, and gave Jamie a thumb up. Jamie smiled.

Darrah, returning to the phone, "When did you plan to get the phone?"

"Sometime this afternoon," DJ replied, "as Jamie and I are both off on Mondays."

"Fine," Darrah replied, giving DJ the account number. "I’ll call T-Mobile right away, and get Rodney added to our account. Why don’t you and Jamie come out for dinner tonight?"

"Hold on, Mama," DJ replied, "let me clear it with Jamie. Baby, Mama wants us to come for dinner tonight." Jamie, smiling, gave DJ two thumbs up. "Yeah, Mama, we’re good for that, about 6:00 PM?"

"That’s our dinnertime," Darrah replied, "and maybe you can meet Camille’s boyfriend. We’ll see you and Jamie tonight, bye for now." DJ and Mama hung up.

"Baby," DJ remarked, "guess what? My little sister has a boyfriend, already! And she is only sixteen." Jamie smiled.

DJ and Jamie got dressed and headed to T-Mobile to purchase the phone for Rodney, splitting the cost between their debit cards. After programming Rodney’s number into their own phones, they programmed their numbers into his, and had the new phone gift- wrapped.

* * * * *

Meanwhile, at DJ’s Mama’s house:

"Camille," Mama stated, "DJ and Jamie are coming for dinner tonight. Why don’t you call Lucas, and ask him to join us, and DJ and Jamie can meet Lucas."

"Great idea, Mama," Camille replied, smiling, "I hope Lucas doesn’t have to work today." Camille went to her room and called Lucas. Luck was on their side, Lucas was off today, and accepted the invitation.

Even though dinner wouldn’t be ready until about 6:00, Lucas showed up about 5:00 PM and he and Camy snuggled on the sofa together, enjoying each other’s company. DJ and Jamie showed up about 5:15 and Camille was excited to introduce Lucas to DJ and Jamie and the boys all bumped fists. Still nearly an hour before dinner, all of them, including Rodney, went out back and settled at the picnic table, getting to know each other.

"Camy," Lucas stated, grinning, "DJ and Jamie are both right here, why don’t you ask them that question?"

"What question, Baby?" Camille asked.

"You know, Baby," Lucas replied, "about boys kissing?" Secretly, Lucas wondered too, not that he would want to try kissing another boy to find out, but he was curious.

Camille, her face turning red, "I can’t ask that, not in front of you all."

"Come on, sis," DJ said, "we’re all friends here, what’s your question?" Camille was reluctant to ask, and Lucas took control.

"Camy wants to know if," Lucas asked, "when two boys kiss each other, do they get hard?" Rodney, grinning, knows the answer, and Jamie and DJ glanced at each other.

"I won’t lie, Camille," DJ responded, "When Jamie and I share romantic kisses, it does cause us to become aroused—very aroused. Does that answer your curiosity?"

"Pretty much," Camille replied, grinning, "Thanks, Bro. I just wondered." Camille returned to the house, leaving the four boys alone.

"Lucas," DJ asked, concerned, "have you been dicking my sister?"

"No, DJ," Lucas replied, "not that I wouldn’t like to, but we’ve only been a couple for two days, and I don’t think we’re ready yet, to have sex."

"I would hope not," DJ said, "and when you do, I would hope you use protection. I don’t want to see my sister get knocked up!"

"Me either," Lucas replied, "I’m too young to become a Daddy!"

"Please Lucas," DJ said, "keep your pecker in your pants, and use your hand for sexual relief."

"Oh, I do that already," Lucas admitted, snickering, "my hand and my pecker are the best of friends! Camille has come really close to making me cream my jeans a couple of times though."

"We’ve been there, and done that," Jamie added, "better to cream your jeans than to create an unwanted baby!"

"I totally agree," Lucas replied, "so even gay boys can cream their jeans?"

"It’s happened," DJ replied, "we’ve messed our underwear up a couple of times." Lucas and Rodney both grinned. Ramous arrived from work, greeted the boys and entered the house.

Camille appearing at the back door, "Hey guys, dinner’s ready." The four boys entered the house. There were only six chairs at the table and Rodney got the computer chair and placed it between two of the chairs at one side, squeezing between DJ and Jamie. Lucas and Camille sat on the flip side, Ramous and Darrah sat at the ends. The family enjoyed a tasty dinner together, and Darrah and Ramous felt like their family was getting larger. DJ was happy that Mama had been learning to cook real food.

DJ, as the meal wound down, and without mentioning the party, suggested that Rodney might spend Friday night with him and Jamie at the Seldon’s house. Of course, Rodney was excited to do that. Jamie would be closing at 11:00 PM, and since DJ got off at 9:00, DJ would pick Rodney up about 9:30 and take him to the Seldon’s, and he would be there for his surprise Birthday Party on Saturday.

Shortly after dinner, DJ and Jamie headed to our house for the night, as DJ has his long day at work on Tuesday. Lucas and Camille shared a romantic kiss, and Lucas headed home as well.

On the way home, DJ and Jamie discussed Lucas. Both boys had developed a liking for Lucas, and DJ felt quite comfortable with the relationship between Camille and Lucas. Both boys felt that Lucas’s interest in Camille was more than just a desire to get into Camille’s pants.

"Lucas is so fucking handsome," Jamie commented, "I’ll bet there are at least a couple of boys in high school that would love to get into Lucas’s pants!"

DJ, snickering, "I don’t think they’d stand a chance, I sense that Lucas is hopelessly straight. I’ll admit though, even I would like to see Lucas naked. Don’t get me wrong, Baby, I’m totally happy with my boy, and I don’t have romantic feelings for Lucas. It’s just the gayness in me that likes to see cock!"

"I wouldn’t mind seeing him either," Jamie replied, grinning, "I’ll bet he’s hung like a horse! But I’m totally in love with your anatomy, baby! You satisfy me in every way." DJ grinned.

* * * * *

It’s 8:00 AM Tuesday morning in Atlanta and a nurse entered Matt’s room to remove the catheter.

"So you want to be rid of this tube and jug?" she said.

"Oh, god yes!" Matt exclaimed, "It’ll feel great to be able to tinkle on my own again. OUCH!" Matt exclaimed, as the nurse pulled the tape from his inner thigh that held the tube in place.

"That was just the tape," she said, "It will feel funny, when I pull the catheter out, but it shouldn’t hurt. It didn’t feel a lot different than removing a tampon, although Matt had preferred using feminine pads, rather than tampons, back when he still had menstruations. Due to the hormone’s he’d been given, he hadn’t had a period in over a year. Shortly after the nurse left, the kitchen crew delivered him a ‘normal’ breakfast, still hospital food, but far better than the ‘soft food’ they fed him yesterday.

Over in the hotel, Annie and Marie dressed and went to a nearby restaurant for breakfast, preferring not to patronize the hospital’s cafeteria. They wouldn’t be able to see Matt anyway, until 10:00 AM, when visiting hours would allow them to.

At precisely 10:00 Annie and Marie entered Matt’s room and Marie quickly rushed over to give her boy a most welcomed kiss. Annie waited until M&M shared a lover’s kiss, and then leaned over to give Matt a Mother’s kiss on his cheek.

Asking Matt how he felt, he responded that he was feeling great, except for the soreness of his chest, which was still present. The staff had been encouraging Matt to drink plenty of liquid so that he wouldn’t become dehydrated, and it actually felt good to start feeling a need to tinkle, the catheter now removed.

Marie helped Matt to sit up, and he slid off the bed without help, and walked to the bathroom, closed the door and sat on the toilet to relieve the pressure on his bladder. It caused only a little pain to wipe his vagina, and pull his boxers back up.

Matt, emerging from the bathroom, "I never realized how great it feels, just to be able to take a normal pee, until now." Annie and Marie both grinned. "I hope lunch isn’t too far away, I’m starved!"

"Honey," Annie said, "Marie and I are going out to get some lunch and do a little shopping. We’ll be back around 2:00 or so." Marie and Matt shared another kiss, and Annie gave Matt another kiss on his cheek, and they left.

Just three or four blocks from the hospital they pulled into a strip mall with a donut shop that had a sign stating they served lunches. Annie and Marie had a lunch of homemade soup and sandwiches and finished it off with donuts, getting two extra Boston Cream Donuts to take back to their boy.

As they were leaving the donut shop, Marie noticed a florist, just a couple of doors from the donut shop, and suggested getting Matt some flowers to cheer him. They bought a pretty Chrysanthemum plant with orange colored flowers to take to Matt. Returning to Matt’s room, Marie placed the plant on Matt’s bedside table.

"Awe thanks," Matt stated, seeing the pretty flowers, "that’ll be a constant reminder of the two wonderful ladies that are so important in my life! They’re very pretty. And Boston Cream Donuts, my favorite kind! I’ll enjoy them when I get the munchies later this afternoon, or this evening. Marie and Annie never left Matt’s side the rest of Tuesday, until they had to leave when visiting hours ended. They went out for a late dinner, after leaving the hospital.

Wednesday was a lot like Tuesday, except that when Matt had to poop, he was able to wipe his own bottom, with some tolerable pain. He also was able to sit up without help, and get out of bed, without assistance. He was now ambulatory!

Wednesday afternoon Dr. Effram came in about 2:00 PM, with a nurse pushing a cart loaded with supplies.

"Matt," Dr. Effram stated, "we’re going to change your bandages today, and I need to see how you’re healing. If you ladies will excuse us, and please wait outside." Annie and Marie took the hint and left the room.

Dr. Effram was pleased with Matt’s healing, and he and the nurse replaced the original bandaging with much less of it, only covering his chest with the new bandages. The new bandages didn’t feel like binders now. When done, Dr. Effram called Annie and Marie back in the room.

"Mrs. Gill," Dr. Effram stated, "I’m very pleased with Matt’s recovery. There is no bleeding, and no infections, and I’m prepared to release Matt to go home tomorrow." Matt grinned.

"His nipples have adapted well to their new locations and are taking hold. In about two weeks, these bandages will need to be removed, and the sutures pulled from the incisions."

"So we’ll have to come back in two weeks," Annie said.

"No," Dr. Effram replied. "I’ve made arrangements with a Dr. Crowe, in your home town of Smalltown, to remove the sutures and these bandages." Then, handing Annie a card, "This is his address and phone number, you’ll need to make an appointment with him, in about two weeks."

"Matt," she continued, "no showers until after the bandages are removed. You’ll still need to be careful for a while, and don’t scrub your chest too hard. You’ll still be pretty tender up there for a few weeks, and you may find it more comfortable to go bare topped most of the time, until the soreness goes away. When you do need to wear a top, make it loose fitting." Matt smiled, he can now go bare topped! Marie can’t wait to see her boy’s masculine chest!

"Mrs. Gill, Marie, Matt," Dr. Effram said, "it’s been a pleasure. Unless some unexpected problem arises, my job is done, and I won’t see you anymore. I’m signing Matt’s release to go home, as of tomorrow morning." She shook hands, first with Matt, and then Annie and Marie, and walked off.

Annie, getting Marie off to one side, "Sweetheart, I’m leaving you and Matt alone for a while, and when I return I’ll bring a pizza so we can all have pizza for dinner. I know that Matt will prefer that to the hospital meal. I’ll try to get back before they bring his supper." Marie smiled, returning to Matt, and Annie left to get the pizza.

Annie returned with the pizza and three bottles of soda, just as dietary was arriving down the corridor. Matt was happy to see the pizza, and declined his hospital meal.

Early Thursday morning, Annie and Marie gathered their luggage, and Matt’s suitcase, taking them to the car, and Annie checked them out of the hotel. Arriving at the hospital, Matt was dressed, and oh so ready to get bailed out! Marie picked up Matt’s overnight bag, Annie grabbed the Chrysanthemum and they headed to the nurses station to sign Matt out. Walking to the elevator, and the car, Marie’s hands were full, with Matt’s overnight bag in one hand, and Matt’s loving hand in the other.

The trip back to Smalltown was different than the trip down. Annie drove them out of Atlanta and onto I-85, headed north. Matt sat in the front passenger seat and co-piloted while Marie sat in the back. Since none of them had eaten any breakfast, Annie pulled off the first exit that had a Waffle House and they all enjoyed some breakfast and coffee, Matt drinking almost three cups. Before leaving, the ladies both visited the Ladies Room and Matt used the Men’s Room, locking the door, as he still needs to sit to urinate. He’ll be so happy to someday have a penis, and be able to stand to pee, like other guys!

Matt took the wheel, and Annie took the back seat, letting Marie sit up front with Matt. It only lasted about an hour, and Matt pulled off on a ramp.

"Baby, will you please drive," Matt asked, "just steering the car puts pressure on my chest, and it hurts." Matt and Marie traded seats, and Marie took the wheel. A few more miles and Matt was looking for a Rest Area, all that coffee was causing pressure on his bladder. A sign said the next Rest Area was fifteen miles ahead. He felt that he was OK for fifteen more miles.

"Marie," Matt stated, "there’s a Rest Area in fifteen miles, pull in there please, I really need to—tinkle!" Annie grinned at Matt’s use of the childish term. Marie pulled into the Rest Area and Matt hustled to the Men’s Room, as usual. He hadn’t used a Ladies Room in several years now. While there, Annie and Marie took the opportunity to drain their bladders, in the Ladies Room.

Annie and Marie shared the driving the rest of the way, not wishing to cause Matt unnecessary discomfort and pain. They finally arrived in Smalltown about 7:00 PM, going straight to the Walsh’s home. Marie pulled her suitcase out of the trunk, and after sharing a lover’s kiss with Matt, avoiding putting pressure on his chest, Marie walked in with her suitcase. Annie and Matt drove on home, and Annie lugged their luggage into the house.

Matt was exhausted after the long ride and still weak from the surgery, and quickly removed his outer clothing and went to bed. Lying on his back, Matt swore that breathing was easier without the weight of those boobs pressing on his chest! Annie entered Matt'’ room, and gave him a goodnight kiss on his cheek, then retired to her own bed.

To be continued...........