Meeting Sarah

Ok, so it happened. We had talked about it, We had discussed the idea that, it should happen in the fullness of time, at the appropriate juncture, at a mutually agreed point, we would definitely have further discussions on the possibility of this happening ( For those who have watched yes minister, you will understand the phrasing).

In short we were both nervous about the whole idea. She didn't want to have pictures, or to see pictures, or to guess what "Sarah" would look like. Finally she proposed my birthday. She was coming over to spend a couple of days living with me, a sort of trial for the future so to speak. Events however conspired against us and time ran out. It wasn't a case of we put it off but time be time, and is often fleeting.  However, she did get "Sarah" a new wig, and some nice stockings. So I can honestly say there was a move on her part. Was I disappointed, perhaps a little, but not enough for me to stomp my foot and say why why why. 

A week goes by, we are both busy, life is filling and often the circles we twist are simple ones. Time together was via phone an email. Questions asked, and answered would go..what are you doing...wearing lipstick...purr..wish I was there to see. 

Sunday. She came around, we hung out did the things couples do, food, shopping, talked of dinner. I put a show on for her and went to the bathroom. I kinda decided it was time. I had to know what her reaction would be. The fullness of time was now. So I gathered things, and shaved. Ok I will admit I could have taken more time, I could have been just so, but I wanted to know, NOW.

So, I dressed, quietly, fully. Then stepped out of the bathroom. Yes I was nervous, kinda terrified as it were. She watched me approach, and patted her hand on the seat beside her. Naturally I sat. She traced her finger tips over me almost as if to see if it was real, then nodded. The silence was like an ache, I felt like I was dying. Finally I spoke “Yes?”

She didn’t speak, just kissed, and stroked and fondled.  The rest is not for public discussion.

The next day I asked about it. I was told that I wear “Sarah” well, that I am very natural. She also said pretty. Which made my heart sing a little. My girlfriend is thinking of organizing a fundraiser, and asked if Sarah would like to go. Part of me wonders what I let myself in for.