You little Slut (Part 2 of 3)

So the last couple of weeks was a cyclone for me, from meeting someone at the grocery store to watching naked men strip for me at Secrets but as good as my life had been I still seemed to be missing something.

“Tony will be back next month.” Kimberly said as I finished getting ready for work. “I think we have plans to go to the beach if you want to come.”

Aww, how cute, she said that like a school girl talking about her crush. Lucky Kimberly. “You mean Chesapeake?” I responded.

“No, he won’t be back that soon. As far as I know it is just the four of us.” She grunted as she walked past me and headed out the door for work. “You can ask the kids if they want to come too.” Her voice trailed and disappeared as she shut the door behind her.

“Ah, cool, it had been a while since they did anything with us.” I thought, “And parent’s day is coming up…”

The compromises we have to make for household peace. Long ago Miranda and Brendan’s mom put her foot down about calling me mom, I get it, its fine… But it did make things a bit confusing for a while. “Hey sweetie.” I said as Miranda answered the phone. “Would you like to go to Chesapeake Beach in two weeks?”

“Maybe, we will see, Dave and I are planning a rafting trip in West Virginia I will have to find out when that is…” She answered. “You should see how cute he is trying to put up our new tent.” Her voice trailed, obviously distracted by Mr. Green-jeans antics.

“Let me know, please…I haven’t seen you in a while and it’s gonna be fath…eh parent’s day soon.”

“Ok, I will, promise.” She responded and then abruptly hung up the phone.

“Aww, how sweet.” I said sarcastically to myself (yea, so what, I can be sarcastic…even when no one is around)

“Hey Bud, we haven’t talked in a while.” I said the moment Bren-Bren answered the phone.

“Sorry, you know work and stuff.” He responded.

“Do you think you can go to the beach with us on father’s day?” I asked.

“Maybe, I don’t know, eh sure, I think. Dez wants me to meet her parents but I am not sure when she is planning it.”

“Really, I never heard her name before.” I grunted, I felt myself getting a little frustrated.

“Oh, I think you guys will like her, she’s so sweet and smart too.” He replied but I could tell he was beaming as he said it.

“Well let me know as soon as you can that way we can start making plans.”

Yep, frustration built to the point I knew I had to unwind quickly or I’d be stuck in this bad mood for the rest of the night. So I did what any girl that found herself in this situation would do…Time to call my bestest friend ever. “Girlfriend…are almost ready for the beach?”

“Yes, yes, Jamie and I were just talking about that. She was talking about taking me a nice romantic walk in the sand. She is so sweet.”

Of course she didn’t know how my previous three conversations went, it wasn’t her fault I was already settled in on the self-pity tour so I decided to give her the support any friend would offer up in that situation. “Aww, I need to find myself a Jamie also.”

“Well you can’t have mine.” She joked.

But there in a nutshell go I, the third wheel, fifth wheel or seventh wheel depending on who was with us at the time. Surrounded by the people in love, people I care most about in the world. Kendra the always happy, always upbeat transgender girl that seemed to be dancing through life.

And those people…they do care but at the same time they can’t get it. I keep hearing Kimberly’s voice. “You are trying too hard.”

Sure Kimberly, because there is anyone around to try for. Transgender dating is hard (see my review) Hell, I met someone and he automatically assumed I was there to fulfill his every sexual whim while expecting me to be seen but not heard. “Yea, I am trying too hard Kimberly.”

And then my coworker’s voice…”You little slut.”

Okay he didn’t mean anything by it, it was just a friendly jab but really? “Don’t you have to have sex before you can be considered a slut?”

Now I needed a soda, a fucking brownie, hell a whole fucking pizza.

How in the hell can a man cause me to want to eat even if it was just a non-existent man.

I took a deep breath and streamed my favorite songs to my radio.

“I am a lucky girl. Your friends, your kids, your wife may have found love but…Well…they haven’t left you behind.” I reassured myself.

And I am sure this little mini-vacation will be great, if I am lucky, maybe I would even meet someone while I was there.

I chuckled a bit, started my car and put it in first gear. “Yea, who am I kidding- right?”

#Miranda #dave #Brendan #Kimberly #Tony #Marcie #Jamie #Mack