Educating Danielle
Part Two
by Karen E. Lea
Chapter Six
We arrived home
and I let Daniel put the Rover in the garage, then took him home. Laura greeted
us at the door and Daniel couldn’t tell his mum about his day quick enough. She
studied Daniel’s face while he spoke, when he had finished she said, “Daniel have
you been wearing makeup?”
He froze, and
then hesitantly said “No.”
“Please don’t
lie; I can see some on your neck.”
I stepped
forward, “That was my fault, we were short handed today and my assistant took
it upon herself to make up Daniel to appease one of the models. My fault.”
“Daniel, please
go and have a shower. Mr. Williams. I think it best if Daniel doesn’t see you
anymore.”
“Mum, no. Please.
I’ve had the best day ever.”
“I’m sorry mate.”
I said patting him on the shoulder. I let myself out, with Daniel crying rivers
of tears.
Walking back to
the house, I felt so bad. I should’ve been more careful. Making a sandwich and
a pot of tea, I ate silently at the table cursing my stupidity. Two hours later
I was sitting in the lounge room in the dark beating myself up for the
twentieth time. I was thinking about a snack, when the doorbell rang. Laura
wasn’t finished with me, apparently. I was never going to get this relationship
off the ground. I opened the door wearily, sure enough, Laura was there. She
was very upset, about to cry. “Yes Miss Marsden.”
“I’m sorry,” she
sniffed. “Could you come down? I’m worried about Daniel. He’s locked himself in
his room….somehow. He cried for two hours straight, now there’s no noise at
all. He won’t answer me.”
I grabbed my
keys. “Let’s go.”
As we walked down
to the house, I explained in more detail why he had been wearing makeup. The
makeup didn’t worry her, it was the lie he told.
“You were still
pretty harsh on him.”
“I guess. As a
parent I could do better, I suppose.”
“You’ve done
better than some families with two parents.”
“Thank you. One
day I will meet a man, so he can have a father.”
She stared at me.
I was tempted to declare my love, but the moment passed. We walked through the
back door and up the hallway to the bedroom. I knocked and called his name. No
answer. I tried the door, but something was against it. I called out again and
pleaded with him to open the door. Laura was close to tears, I squeezed her hand
and she smiled wanly, “It will be okay, I promise.” I whispered into her ear.
My lips brushed her ear and she shuddered. “You okay?” I asked. She nodded.
There was nothing
for it I decided, but to throw my weight against the door. One, two, three, the
door flew open and I crashed to the floor hitting my head on the way down. My
world went black.
The next thing I
remember was my head being cradled against something soft and fleshy. There was
a lot of crying, but it wasn’t me. Every time I tried to open my eyes, the pain
increased. There was talk of ambulance and hospital in between sobs. There was
way too much noise for me to be dead, I had to make a serious effort to open my
eyes and see what was going on.
One, two, three,
whoa, that’s serious pain. I shut them again. Well at least the crying stopped.
“Mr. Williams?”
My hair was being stroked. “Mr. Williams, please say something.”
“What happened?”
I asked looking through blurry eyesight. This was some pain.
“You hit your
head and were out for a minute. I think you should go to hospital.”
“No thanks.” My
eyesight was becoming clearer and could make out two heads over the top of me.
“Did anyone get the number of that truck so I can sue?”
“Mr. Williams,
it’s all my fault, I’m so sorry.” Daniel sobbed.
“When are you two
going to call me Jeff? Even when I’m on the floor dying, it’s Jeff. Okay.”
My eyesight was
much better now; I could see who was who. Laura was cradling my head into her
boobs and stroking my hair.
“I still think
you should go to hospital.”
“I’ll take my
chances with you two, if it’s all the same to you. No intern is getting their
hands on me.”
Daniel had a bump
on his head as well, his face streaked with tears. “What happened to you?”
“The door got me
when you charged through.”
Laura explained,
“Daniel had moved the desk just before I charged through. The door flying open,
hit Daniel and you fell hitting your head on the desk.”
“Oh…..learnt your
lesson.”
“Yes.”
“Good gir……..boy.
Help me up.”
Much as enjoyed
Laura stroking my hair and my head buried in her breasts, I was getting to the
point of embarrassing myself if I stayed where I was. They both helped me up,
once standing; they led me out to the lounge room. I was about to sit, thought
better of it and decided to go home to bed.
They led me back
to my house apologising all the way. I finally couldn’t stand it any more and
told them to stop. Please. Laura fussed around turning down the bed. She held
up my satin nightie.
“What did you
expect?”
“I didn’t think
of that, I was thinking girlfriend.”
“No girlfriend.
Unless you’re offering?” Laura blushed and turned away.
She gave Daniel
strict instructions that I wasn’t to be left alone and to come and get her if
there was a problem. We said goodnight. Her parting comment to Daniel, “We’ll
talk about your behaviour tonight another time. I haven’t forgotten.”
Daniel was about
to apologise again, I stopped him. “Forget it.” I told him, “Sleep.” He put on
his nightie from the night before and turned out the light.
Daniel became my
shadow for the rest of the week; we ate, slept and went to work together. By
the weekend the bump on my head had diminished considerably. My relationship
with Laura had taken a turn for the better as she was genuinely concerned for
me. She had meals waiting for us when we got home from the studio. We went for
evening walks together discussing our days.
Friday night,
after our meal, Laura nudged Daniel. He stood up at the table and launched in
to an apology for Monday’s events. He ended with a “Sorry.” I rose from the
table, walked around the table and gave him a hug. He felt like a small child
in my arms and he clung to me like a five year old.
I kissed him on
the forehead and told him he was a wonderful friend. We helped Laura clean up,
and then I pulled out an envelope and gave it to Daniel. “What’s this?”
“Open it. I
couldn’t give it to you at the studio, too many witnesses.” He opened the
envelope and pulled out six hundred dollars.
“What’s this?”
“Where I come
from its called money.”
“But…..what for?”
“Your help during
the week at the studio.”
“Jeff, he can’t
take this.”
“Yes he can.”
He gave all the
money to his mum. “I want you to have it mum.”
Laura opened her
mouth to argue, “Laura, he earned it okay, please take it.”
“It would
certainly help to get the phone on.” She pulled out a fifty dollar note and
gave it back to Daniel for himself.
“Thanks mum.”
“Thank you honey.
Now I have another problem. Mr Faraday won’t let me have next Tuesday off to
take you to school for your first day.”
“I’ll take him.”
“What about your
own work?”
“I’m sure the
place won’t fall apart for two hours.”
“Thank you, it
would help a lot.”
“Well that’s out
of the way, let’s go to the movies tomorrow and a picnic on Sunday.”
“You two go, I’ve
got things to do here.”
“You sure?”
“Sure.”
Next day Daniel
and I went to see ‘Men in Black II’, then after lunch we went to see the ‘Harry
Potter’ movie. We then window shopped for a while, when we saw a lovely pair of
strappy sandals in black. We looked at them through the window admiring the
four inch heel. “Like them?”
“They’re lovely.”
“Want them?”
“How?”
“Follow me.”
We went into the
store. An older woman approached us. “Can I help you?”
“My son has a
female role in a play and we need some shoes. The strappy sandals in the window
look like the go.”
“Of course. What
size?”
“No idea.”
“Sit here dear
and let’s have a look.” She measured his foot. “Size eight. What part are you
playing?” Daniel looked at me.
“Prostitute. None
of the girls wanted the part and he drew the short straw.” Daniel nearly wet
himself; the look on his face was priceless.
The woman
scurried out the back, rather than carry on the conversation. Returning, she
gave him two thigh high stockings to put on. She adjusted the shoes on his
feet; he stood and walked across the shop and back. It wasn’t lost on the woman
that he walked quite well in heels. “They okay?” I asked.
“Great.” He
removed the shoes and put his joggers back on.
I paid the woman,
who smirked a “Have fun.” as we left.
“Gees, I would be
happy if these people sold something without their judgemental pettiness.”
“Do you think she
knew?”
“Probably. You
did walk in them really well.”
“Sorry.”
“Doesn’t matter,
we got we wanted.”
We arrived back
at the car and climbed in. “Jeff?”
“Yeah.”
“Um…..I just
wanted to say. I liked being called your son in the shop, it was way cool. And
thanks for a great day.”
“You’re welcome.”
We headed for home, me with a splitting headache.
Once home, we hid
the shoes with the other clothes and then went down to see Laura. She was
beautiful as ever and offered to make dinner which I declined. My head felt
like it had an axe through it and I told her I was going home to bed. She had
Daniel fetch a glass of water and aspirin. While she cradled my head in her
arms, I assured her a good nights sleep will help. I stood and took the offered
tablets, and then they escorted me to my house. Daniel was instructed to keep
an eye on me and soon after I was asleep.
Five hours later
I awoke. Looking at the clock, ten thirty-three flashed at me. My head felt
better and I rose to go to the toilet. Coming back into the room, I was
startled by the bedroom door opening. Daniel stepped into the room, dressed in
his new clothes and shoes. He looked stunning. “Hi, taking a bit of a risk.
What if your mum came back?”
“Well, she told
me to do what I normally do here.” I couldn’t but help laugh. He giggled.
“She’d have me
drawn and quartered.”
“I would have
said you were delirious and told me to dress.”
“Okay. You do
look good.”
“Thank you. By
the way, these shoes have a four and half inch heel.”
“They look
comfortable.” He nodded, changed and we went to bed.
Chapter Seven
After breakfast
the next morning, we went down to see Laura. She fussed over my head and after
much assurance that I was much better, I offered to take her and Daniel out to
lunch to Manly, a seaside suburb of Sydney.
We had a
wonderful day lunching in a small restaurant near the beach. After lunch we
walked along the promenade watching the ocean. A couple of hours later we sat
down in a small cafe for coffee. I gave my order to the waiter, with out
turning to Laura or Daniel he asked me, “Your wife and daughter would like the
same?”
The look on their
faces was priceless. Laura gave her order, and then Daniel and the waiter
finally acknowledged them. As the waiter walked away, we all laughed.
“Actually Daniel
you look a little feminine today, especially the way you walk.”
“It’s me mum,
walking the way I always do.” Poor Daniel was going to be dogged by this all
his life. I don’t think he had a male bone in his body.
Again the day
ended quickly and we were home. I offered Daniel the chance to come and surf
the net, which he jumped at. He asked his mum if he could stay the night. She
smiled “Yes.” We wished her a good night and repeated the previous Sunday night
activities.
Next day was
Daniels first day at the new school. He was braver than me, starting a new
school, knowing nobody. But I didn’t want to pass on my fears on. We arrived at
the school and did the paperwork. I paid the school fees.
“Mum was going to
try and defer that.”
“It’s okay she
can owe me.” I wished him a good day and left for the studio. We had a huge
week coming up. A whole fashion catalogue for Spencers, the department store.
There was a lot of meetings and planning to do, so I didn’t see Laura or Daniel
for a couple of days.
Wednesday night I
was home a bit earlier and Daniel came up to see me after dinner. He was
pleased to see me. “I thought something was wrong?”
“Been really busy
at the studio. How’s your mum?”
“Mum’s good,
she’s a bit annoyed at you though. Paying the school fees on Monday, although I
think she’s secretly pleased. We’re still stretched at the moment.”
I made a mental
note to get the rent reduced on the house for them. “How’s the new school?”
“Alright.”
“No problems?”
“Only the usual.
Are you a boy or girl remarks……..can I ask you something?”
“Shoot.”
“We’ve got to do
a week’s work experience this year and I thought………”
“How about next
week, we are busy as all get out. Room for a bright young thing.”
“Coool. I need a
letter for school from you.”
“Let’s do it
now.” He typed a letter on Word while I dictated. We printed it out and I
signed it. “That easy.”
“Thanks Jeff.”
I didn’t see him
again till Saturday morning. Breakfast over; I went down to see Laura and
Daniel. She opened the door and again I fell in love. We chatted over a coffee
and I invited them out to a movie after lunch.
“Does Karen go
out in the daytime?” Laura asked.
“Some times.”
“I’d like to meet
her again.” Daniel’s eyes lit up.
“You would.”
“I would.”
“Meet you at the
garage at one thirty.”
“Want to come up
Daniel.”
“Can I mum?”
“Sure.”
“Jeff, do you
think I could……you know.”
“Honey I wish I
could say yes. Buts not let freak your mum out to much. We’ll see how this
afternoon goes. I must say I’m surprised by it all and I don’t think its’ in
your mum’s nature to humiliate. Look at it this way. We’re one step closer to
going out as two girls.”
“You’re right.”
“I’ll make a
deal. If today goes okay, we’ll talk to your mum about you and your needs. And
look on the bright side; you’ve got a week at the studio next week.”
He brightened at
this prospect. “Yeah. I’m looking forward to that.”
In the bedroom I
started to undress and run a bath. I had just under three hours, plenty of
time. Going to the walk in robe, I sorted through the clothes. Pulling out a
denim skirt, white scoop neck top, three inch black sandals and laid them on the
bed. Then from the dresser, I took a white bra, padded panty and pantyhose.
After a half hour
soak, I let the water go and patted myself dry. I was nervous with
anticipation. I had never been asked to dress by someone else, let alone a
beautiful woman like Laura. It was one of those things you lay in bed dreaming
about at night.
Putting on some
panties and a robe, I called Daniel in to paint my toenails. While he did that
I shaped my finger nails and he did them next. We chatted while we waited for
them to dry. Once the polish was dry, I asked Daniel “Want to do my makeup?”
“I couldn’t. What
if I made a mistake?”
“We take it off
and start again.”
“Okay.”
Thirty minutes
later, the makeup was done. He had a soft delicate touch and with some training
and practice, he was going to be good. He stepped back to admire his handiwork.
I put on my bra and filled it out, then the pantyhose and padded panty.
Stepping into the skirt and pulling it up and zipping it up, Daniel then helped
me put my top on without touching the makeup. I put on my blonde wig and the
jewellery. Putting on my shoes and checking myself in the mirror, I asked
Daniel “What do you think?”
“Cool.”
“I’ll take that
as a ‘you look great’”
We made a
sandwich for lunch and sat to eat. We quickly cleaned up afterwards, and then
redid my lipstick. I asked Daniel to lockup and get the Rover from the garage
while I went and got his mum.
Laura opened the
door, stood there with her mouth open; finally she said “You look great.”
“Thank you, you
look pretty good yourself.”
“Thank you. I
thought you might come a bit overdressed.”
“That’s a good
way to get read.”
“Read?”
“You look out of
place and people work it out. First rule, dress for the occasion.”
Laura grabbed her
handbag and locked up. “Your makeup looks great, very natural.”
“Courtesy of
Daniel.”
“Daniel?”
“He picks up
things quickly. Cindy had him helping her last week.”
“I’m impressed.”
We walked out to
the Rover; Daniel had it facing down the driveway ready to go. After we settled
in and put on our seat belts, Laura turned to Daniel in the back seat, “You are
full of surprises young man.”
“What mum?”
“Well Karen’s
makeup for a start and being able to move the car around.”
I watched Daniel
in the rear-view mirror and nodded my head slowly.
“It’s no big deal
mum.”
“Well I’m
impressed. So does this mean you’re going to follow in Jeff’s footsteps?”
“Mum, I’m no good
at sport, too little for physical work and I enjoy the work at the studio.”
“A natural hmm?”
“He’s very good.
Cindy’s very happy with her……I mean him.” Great. Cindy had me saying her now.
Laura shot me a sidelong glance. We arrived at the Cineplex and parked the car.
We saw a movie and then had a coffee at a café.
After our coffee
had been served, Laura said, “I don’t think you’ve been tumbled. I’ve been
watching everybody. No shock, horror or surprise.”
“Like I said
earlier, dress for the occasion and most people are too busy with their own
lives to notice.”
We talked about
the movie while we drank our coffee. Once we had finished, we walked around the
shops, looking mainly at clothes. At a small lingerie boutique, Laura
exclaimed, “Wouldn’t you know it.”
“What’s the
matter?”
“The bras I
normally wear are on special, 20% off. And to top it off, I desperately need
some.”
“Well get them.”
“I don’t have the
money right now.”
“Use my credit
card.”
“I couldn’t, and
anyway it will have the wrong name on it.”
“No it doesn’t
it. You can pay me back.” She looked at me. ”It’s okay, really. I’ll take Daniel
as collateral.” I said hugging Daniel.
“Okay.” she
relented. We cleaned the shop out of 16F bras in the style she normally bought.
I talked her into some panties. Just to rock the boat, I threw a pair of red
satin panties on the pile in size 12.
“Who are they
for?”
I put my arm
around Daniel as I couldn’t say anything as the woman assistant was close by.
“Oh.”
Daniel’s face
brightened at this. We paid for the purchases and continued our walk around the
shops. As the shops began to close, we headed for the car. Laura asked as we
drove from the car park, “How did you get a credit card in Karen’s name?”
“Just a second
card on the main account. I even have a licence in Karen’s name.”
“How?”
“Years ago, the
procedures weren’t as stringent as these days. Long as I keep my nose clean and
stay out of trouble, its fine.”
“It’s like
another person?”
“Sort of. Want to
go on a picnic tomorrow?”
“That would be
nice. Okay with you Daniel?”
“Yes mum.”
After a pleasant
night together having a light dinner and watching television together, then a
wonderful day out the next day, still dressed as Karen. We arrived home after
five. While we waited for the automatic gate to open, Laura said, “You know,
I’m tempted to take Daniel to the wedding dressed as a woman, just to spite my
sister.” She took a deep breath. “So…..next weekend, I’d like Jeff or Karen to
work their magic and see what happens.”
I turned to
Daniel, “Close your mouth honey, its very unladylike.” Laura and I laughed at
his shocked face.
“I’ll be the best
daughter, ever, mum.”
“I’m sure you
will honey.”
It was decided to
let Daniel sleep with me, because we had an early start the next morning. After
I put the Rover in the garage, we said goodnight to Laura and entered the
house. I had barely shut the door when Daniel said, “Karen. I could get dressed
and show mum now, couldn’t I, please.”
“No.”
“Why not.”
“We are going to
do this right. And I mean right. When your mum sees you, she is going to see
her daughter Danielle. That means your hair done, nails done, boobs, waist
cincher, the works.”
“Okay Karen.”
“Cheer up. Next
weekend you’ll be on cloud nine. Tomorrow I’ll tee up Cindy and Charlene for
Friday afternoon. If all goes well with the catalogue, we should finish about
11:00am. I’ve left the afternoon for any problems. You’ll be the afternoon
job.” I gave him a big hug, my false breasts pushing against his chin.
“Can I tell you
something Karen?”
“Sure.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too
honey. Let’s have a bite to eat and an early night. Big day tomorrow.”
Chapter Eight
Next morning, we
showered and breakfasted and on the way to the studio by 6:30am. By 9.00am it
was in full swing. Daniel was Cindy and Charlene’s gopher. He was run ragged by
the end of the day, but happy to be working with the girls. We finished after
six and before we left, I gave all the staff an invitation to dinner on
Saturday night and we told Cindy and Charlene the plan for Friday.
“I told you she
was the girlfriend.”
“Cindy. Don’t
start, please.”
“Okay boss. She’s
going to be a stunner, believe me.”
“I know.”
“We’ve had a
trial run have we?”
“Goodnight
Cindy.”
The next day we
were scheduled to do babies and toddlers. The studio resembled a nursery with
wall to wall kids. Daniel’s caring nature came to the fore as he helped the
mothers with the kids. We were all pleased to see the end of the day and
everybody would be happy if they didn’t hear a crying child again. That was the
babies, toddlers and mature age woman out of the way. Tomorrow was twenty plus
year olds. Moira, the manager from Spencers was pleased with the progress.
Wednesday came
and went with no hiccups. Thursday was teenagers and our first problems cropped
up with one of the models. The girls name was Wendy. She had been in the Spencer
catalogue since she was seven. At fifteen, she was a royal pain. A couple of
times in the morning, Moira told her to show some manners.
After lunch,
Charlene had Daniel do what she had been doing. Assisting John by arranging
clothes and props under his direction, then getting out of the shot. He was
about to do as asked, when Wendy turned on him, “Get away from me you fucking
freak. I want the girl.”
Daniel stopped in
his tracks, a very upset look on his face. “Time out,” I called walking over,
“Please apologise to Daniel.”
“No. I want the
girl. I don’t have to put up with a boy.”
“That is not your
decision. He is one of my staff doing his job. Please apologise or we pack up
and you explain to Spencers why.”
She looked over
to Moira for support, “Please apologise Wendy. Nobody should be spoken to that
way.”
“Why. I want the
girl, not a boy pawing over me.”
“He’s not pawing.
He’s doing his job.”
“Okay everybody,
pack up, no apology, no work. John, could you start processing what’s been shot
so far. Cindy, Charlene give the makeup room a clean. Daniel, come to my office
please.”
He followed me up
the stairs to the office, “Jeff, It’s okay, I can take some abuse. I’ve had
worse.”
“That may be so.
But she gets away with this and then abuses someone else.”
“Did you see the
look on her face, when we all walked out?”
“No. But I saw
the look of thunder on Moira’s face.” Moira was fiery Irish redhead. I could
only imagine what was happening downstairs. I looked out of the window down on
the studio and couldn’t see anyone. I rang the makeup room and asked Cindy what
was happening. “There was a lot of yelling, and then it stopped. Good call
though boss. I would’ve decked the bitch.”
“Okay. Thanks.”
There was a knock
at the door. Daniel answered it and Moira and Wendy entered. “Jeff, Daniel.
Wendy has something to say.”
“I’m sorry for
the outburst.”
“And?” Moira
urged.
“It won’t happen
again.”
“Apology
accepted. Let’s get back on track.” The rest of the afternoon passed without
incident and at six o’clock we finally finished. Even the other models were
having a dig at Wendy for the hold-up and late finish.
Moira came to
talk to me after everybody had gone and apologised for Wendy’s behaviour. “You
gave me kittens down there when you all walked off. Not that I blamed you, it
was uncalled for.”
“If she got away
with that, then she would do it to someone else. It would never end.”
“Its long story,
but we were hoping to have a different girl for this catalogue. Finding a
suitable girl has be come quite a task and needless to say, we haven’t found a
girl fitting our criteria.”
“Don’t worry
about it, but she won’t work here again if I get to pick and choose.”
We locked up and
wished Moira good night. The next morning was for size eighteen to twenty-six.
The plan went slightly over and we finished at 1:30pm. Moira thanked everybody
and rushed back to her office. We quickly cleaned up and Daniel went out to the
Rover for his clothes. Charlene washed his hair and conditioned it. She put a
slight wave in, and told him it would wash out by Monday. While Charlene did
her bit, Cindy was painting his toenails, then gluing on false nails and
painting them. I produced two realistic breasts and the glue, left over from a
special job, months ago. “Hey boss. They’ll give her a D cup.”
“That’s okay. We
need her to look twenty.”
“Well the bra in
that bag is too small, he’ll need at least a 12D to be comfortable.”
“Well he can’t go
braless, what size are you?”
“14C.”
“Up a size, down
a cup. Perfect.”
“You’re just
lucky I keep a change of clothes here.”
“You’re just
lucky I employ you and put up with you.” She gave me a withering look.
“How come you
know so much about bras?”
“Um…us genius’s
need to know everything.”
“Yeah right. I
won’t say what I think.”
“Why stop now.”
Before she could get a reply in, John called me to his office for a quick talk
about next weeks work. Cindy assured me they could handle it and I headed to
John’s office. Before I knew it thirty minutes had passed.
Cindy poked her
head in, “Hey boss. There’s a model at reception, she wants to put her name on
our books. Get her to fill out a form?”
“Okay. Be there
in a minute.”
I finished the
conversation with John, wondering how they were going with Daniel. The
conversation had taken longer than I realised. Sticking my head in the makeup
room, realising they weren’t there, I headed upstairs to see this girl and get
rid of her. She was waiting in the small reception area, her back to me. The
first thing I look at on a girl is her shoes, and this girl was wearing high
heeled sandals same as the ones that I bought Daniel.
“Can I help you?”
The girl turned. “Daniel…….?”
“Hi Jeff, you
like?” he said twirling on the spot.
“You are
stunningly beautiful.” He could easily pass as a young Natalie Wood.
Cindy and
Charlene showed themselves. “She meet the criteria?” Cindy asked.
“Beyond
expectations. And I knew he would be beautiful. See what I meant by doing
things right?” I asked Daniel.
“Hey boss, her
name is Danielle. And you better stick to her, she, whatever.”
“Yeah, you’re
right.”
“I just rang John
on the phone downstairs; we’re going to do a quick photo shoot in the studio.”
“Sounds good.” We
trooped down the stairs to John.
“Here’s the
girl,” Cindy said, “Her name is Danielle.”