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Becoming Antonia
By Toni Trepasso
From Chapter Three
I just smiled as I changed back into my street clothes to
head for home. I hopped on my bike and started to put my helmet on when I saw
one of the guys from earlier driving right at me. I quickly gunned it and
stomped it into gear, just before he would have hit me, with his big new truck.
Since I was parked next to the guard shack, and he just couldn’t stop that
fast, the truck buried itself cab deep into the new building. I started
thinking to myself “Why do people keep trying to hit me when I’m on my bike?”
The guard saw the whole thing and as the plant manager
was pulling up he told the guard to tell the guy in the truck he was fired, and
to call the cops and have him arrested. I smiled as I drove home and fell into
a well deserved sleep after another heart pounder of a day.
Chapter Four
I settled back into the
routine at work. The swing shift still sucks, being on days one time, and
nights the next, but the fact that they give us what works out to 8 days off in
a row each month makes up for it. Plus the most you work in a row is 4 shifts
of 12 hours each. So when you look at the schedule, and ad up the time we only
work around 15-16 days a month. So it’s not all bad right? This gave me plenty
of time to give Cap’s tins the mural of the military patch he wanted. I even
put the Campus safety emblem on the fender for him.
My lawyer called me a couple
days before the end of April and told me that the University has offered a
settlement. They really don’t want a lot of attention that a court case would
bring so they offered half of the $25 million my lawyer was suing them for. I
told him that I could live with that since I really don’t have many bills.
(Student loans were paid off a couple years ago, and I own my bike and van outright.
Plus I’ve kept myself on a cash only basis for everything else, so no credit
card bills staring me in the face either.) I signed the papers at the lawyers
and the lawyer for the University handed me a check for $12.5 million like we
had agreed. I had my lawyer follow me to the bank where I cashed it and gave
him his fee, plus a tip big enough for a good vacation for him and his wife.
I told the bank that I was
going to be going car shopping and would be calling in a bit from a dealer
because I was going to write a check for the amount of the new car. The manager
informed me that I should probably pay with cash or a bank check that way there
would be less of a problem, and asked me how much I would need. I told the
manager I planned on buying a truck and gave him the price I researched on the
internet plus about $10000. He got my money for me, and thanked me for my
business. So off I went, back home to get changed into something nice to go
shop for my new truck.
I pulled into the dealership
in my old ‘96 Plymouth van and walked into the Dodge dealership. It kind of
felt funny to ware a green sun dress and 2 inch matching heals for the first
time, but I wanted to make a good impression on the sales staff when I picked
out my new ride. So I started to browse the new trucks they had in. I
immediately fell in love with the forest green half ton with 4 wheel drive and
yes it does have a HEMI. (I’ve always wanted to say that.) I turned around
after looking at the sticker price, and here was a sales man walking toward me.
“Shopping for a new truck for
your husband?”
I shot him the look of pure
contempt.
“Nope and you just lost a
sale today.”
I walked past him into the
show room, found the first woman who worked there, and introduced myself.
“Hi I’m Toni, and I want to
buy that green half ton out there.”
“Welcome to ‘Driver’s City’
I’m Cathy, let me get you a sales person.”
“You don’t understand Cathy,
I’m going to buy that truck from YOU. Is that a problem? Because if it is, I’ll
take my cash and go home.”
She told me she was just the
receptionist, and would have to speak to the manager. I nodded and she went off
to his office. A couple minutes later they both came out and the manager
introduced himself to me. I already knew who he was, I was one of his sales
guys when he was selling Mitsubishi’s.
“Toni? Mike Gould, Cathy
tells me that you want to buy a truck from us today?”
“Yes Mike I do want to buy a
truck today, and I want to buy it from HER. Is that a problem?”
“Well Cathy isn’t one of our
sales staff, let me get one of my best guys on it.”
“No. That won’t do, good day
Mike.” I started to turn to leave.
“What’s wrong miss?”
“One of your sales monkeys
insulted me out on the truck line earlier. Let me tell you this. I am here for
MY new truck. Your salesman asked if I was shopping for my husband. THAT Mr.
Gould is a dangerous assumption to make in this day and age. Now, if Cathy
won’t be handling my sale, I will just take my money else where.”
The look on his face was
priceless, as he asked me to point out the offending salesman. I refused and
asked him again if we had a deal or not. He begrudgingly gave in and the three
of us walked into his office to begin the paperwork. I told him I wanted $100
for my trade, (it’s a real beater) and that I would pay sticker price for the
truck. He just smiled and worked up the papers for me to sign.
“So do you want to finance
with one of our banks or thru your own?” as he slid a credit application in
front of me.
“No, I’ll pay cash thank
you.” As I pulled out the bundle of cash the bank had given me.
His eyes nearly popped out of
his head as he looked at the money. But we finished the deal, I made him put it
in writing that Cathy would get the commission, and as he was wringing up the
bill in the office I pulled Cathy aside, handing her $500.
“Here, this is for having to
put up with the assholes you work with, I know how hard it can be, I used to
work in car sales myself. You handled yourself as a true professional today.
You did everything I asked. You remembered the golden rule of sales. ‘The customer
is always right.’ You earned this.”
She just looked at me and
slowly took the money from me. She kept saying it wasn’t necessary, even as she
put it in her purse. I told her to never look a gift horse in the mouth and
that I would be back to help my mom buy a car from her when her lease runs out.
Two hours later, I had my new
truck all washed, gassed, and ready to go. So I made a beeline for the nearest
camping store to buy a tent and other things I would need for the upcoming
Alumni Weekend for my fraternity.
My next stop was to the
‘Party Source’ for what else but BEER! I always brought down some local brews
from around Syracuse whenever I went back to see the guys. I saw that it was
the time of year for my favorites to be back on the shelves. So I got a couple
cases of some area beers for the guys and a 12 pack of Wailing Wench for me. I
packed up and off I went to Alfred to see the crew again.
My first stop was to the
Campus Safety building to drop off Captain Brown’s tins to him. He was ecstatic
at the job I did, asking me how I got such detail in the paint. I just told him
I used some pin stripe brushes and other fine tip ones to get the right effect.
He thanked me and I was off the meet up with the guys at the camp site.
I got there just as Opiee and
Pete were setting up their tents. So I parked close and started to set mine up
like I had planned in the bed of my new truck. I put my air mattress in and
then pulled out the beer to get it to start chilling till the rest of the guys
and galls showed up. Opiee and I started a fire and Pete collected some wood
from the back of Opiee’s truck. We all sat there and just chilled.
The rest of the party started
to trickle in as classes let out for the weekend and more and more people
showed up as the alumni who could take half days from work started to show up
as well. I started to just zone out, even as some of the founders showed and
someone started to cook burgers on the grill. I just sat there and had a chance
to reflect on all that has happened in the past 4 months. I’ve had a couple
periods, and the lovely cramps that go along with them. Two separate brushes
with death on my motorcycle. Mom and I are a lot closer now then we ever have
been, but dad still won’t talk to me. This made me start to cry, but a familiar
voice brought me back to reality.
“You going to go to bed, or
just sit by the fire all night?” It was Brit.
“Huh? What?” I looked at the
clock on my cell phone.
“I said are you going to go
sleep in your tent? Or are you going to sit by the fire all night? Have you
been crying? What’s wrong Hermes?”
She was the first one to call
me anything but Toni in a while. So I offered her a seat next to me.
“I’ve just been thinking how
much has changed in the past few months.”
“Like what?”
“Well for one thing, you
remember that girl I was seeing when I was Pat right?”
“Sarah something right?”
“Yeah, that’s her, well she
is of the same mind set as my dad and neither one will even return my phone
calls let alone agree to see me and let me at least talk to them. I just feel
so alone sometimes.”
“Yeah, Jess and I broke up
back at Day of Heaven, (the day after HELL NIGHT) so I feel you Hermes I do.”
She put her hand on mine and
I just looked at her with the tears still coming down. She stood up pulled me
to my feet, and kissed me. I was a bit shocked at first. I mean Brit is into
girls, then I had to remind myself that I’m now one of them. So I guess it’s
all good.
“Where are you sleeping
tonight Brit?”
“I have a tent in my car.”
“It’s too late and dark to
put it up now, how about you grab your sleeping bag and join me in mine. I have
an air mattress.”
She nodded and we walked over
to get her things to carry them over to my tent. We climbed in, and she started
to take her shirt off.
“Um, I’ve never done this
before Brit.”
“What? Slept with a girl in
the same tent?”
“No, slept with a girl in the
same tent AS a girl in the same tent.”
She put her hand on my
shoulder. “You have nothing to be ashamed of, or fear. I promise, no funny
stuff tonight. Deal?”
“Deal” I shook her hand as
started to pull off my grungy t-shirt and put on a clean one to sleep in, as
well as some shorts, before climbing into my sleeping bag.
“Night Brit”
“Night Toni”
I don’t remember drifting off
to sleep that night. However I do remember waking up in the middle of the night
with Brit’s arm draped over my chest, as she softly snored in my ear. I just
closed my eyes and thought how lucky I was to have such good friends around.
I was brought back to the
world of reality when someone touched off an air horn in my tent and started
screaming for me to get up. I stumbled out of the tent still in my shorts and
t-shirt, (both embroidered with the fraternity crest on them) and proceeded to
fall right on my ass off the tailgate of the truck.
“What the hell Maria? Give me
one good reason not to hurt you right now.”
“Because BITCH! You’re now a
pledge of Psi Sigma Psi!”
“I’m a what? Uh..... no? I’m
an alumni of Mu Theta.”
“You’re one of us now!” Jamie
shouted in my face.
“Now wait one minute here.
Don’t I get a say in this?”
“NO!” All the sisters shouted
at the same time I felt like I was in an IMAX theater.
“Ok, what do I have to do?”
They put me thru my paces.
Again I can’t tell you everything that went on, but I can tell you that it was
the most fun I never want to go thru EVER again. As night fell I had to make
sure that everyone had a beer in their hand or a set of car keys, and that no
one had both if they were planning on going back to campus that night. Then the
shrill of Maria’s voice broke the calm drone of the large group by the fire.
“SHUT UP BITCHES! I need our
new sister front and center!!!” (Remember, Rosanne Barr, on helium.)
I made my way thru the crowd
and took my place where I needed to be. Then the girls had me get down on my
knees and they put me thru the final ceremony of becoming a sister. They
decided to leave my name as Hermes, because I do have quite a story to tell
now. I was sung to by the brothers just like I have sung to them so many times
before but they finally had a chance to use the female version of the “Drink
Mother Fucker” song. (If you want the lyrics just e-mail me)
I made my way over to the
pond and sat there by the banks for a while by my self, just looking at the
water in the full moon light. I didn’t really think about much, I just enjoyed
my beer and just relaxed for the first time since this whole thing started. I
have no idea how long I was there, but I do remember Brit sitting next to me
after I was there for a while.
“You knew about this didn’t
you?”
“No Hermes, this is one
secret they didn’t let me in on. Are you happy though?”
“Shocked is a more
appropriate word. All I thought was going to happen this weekend was just
chilling out and drinking beers with old friends. I never would have thought
they would put me thru a hell night.”
She snuggled under my arm as
I leaned on a tree, and I hugged her, then offered a toast.
“To friends. May they help
all your problems get licked.”
Brit just giggled, realizing
I was a bit buzzed from drinking the beer I was. (It has an alcohol of near
13%)
“Come on Hermes, I have
something for you too.”
I followed her back to my
tent. Once in side she kissed me full on the lips and I felt the cool metal of
her tongue piercing parting my lips. It felt right, it felt good to be touched.
Her hands went under my shirt and she pulled it off me as she broke the kiss
for a moment. I pulled hers off and we entwined there on the air mattress as
she became to explore my new body. Then I got scared.
“Wait.” I gave her a gentle
push and we stopped. She looked at me concerned. “This is a first for me, and I
don’t know what is happening, or going to happen... or... “ she cut me off.
“Toni, we’ll only go as far
and as fast as you want. Just say stop at ANY time, and we will. Deal?”
I nodded and she kissed my
lips again, as she held the side of my face in her hand. She turned my head and
pushed me gently down onto my back. Her kisses were getting me excited in ways
I’ve never felt before. As a man I know I would have been hard and ready, but
this was different, it was like an old diesel engine warming up and getting
ready for a long haul. Her hands were caressing my smooth skin and I know my
nipples were rock hard, because she kept sucking on them and switching back and
forth between the two. She reached for the tie to my warm-up pants and stopped to
look me in the eyes. I nodded and helped her to get them off. I had a tingle
all over as she kissed my belly, and made her way to my thighs. She paused once
more and asked if I was ok. I nodded again and she pulled my thong aside and
kissed my lower lips. I went rigid as I felt sensations I’ve never felt before.
It was as if I had plugged into a 220 volt outlet and just let the juice flow
thru my nether regions.
She stopped for a moment to
let me calm down, then she kissed me there again, this time I felt her tongue
piercing scrape along my hard clit, and I felt like a bomb had gone off in my
body. I convulsed, and screamed. She did her best to stop and try to help me,
but it was just something that had to run it’s course. I finally caught my
breath and looked at her with my eyes nearly popping out of my head.
“Let me guess, that was your
first orgasm with this body Toni?”
I nodded, and she giggled. I
just pulled her into a tight hug, and caressed her body as she had done mine
earlier. I pulled on her nipple rings, as she removed her pants. Then as I was
kissing my way down her body, my mind flashed to the dream I’d been having
about the mystery woman, when Brit broke the silence.
“YOU!” She gasped.
“Me? What did I do?”
“You’ve been the one I’ve
seen in my dreams for the past month.”
“You’ve had that dream too?”
“What do you mean too? You
mean?”
“Yup, I’ve been having a
dream of holding a woman like this, and you taste and feel just like she did.”
“You do too. But I always
wake up just as she’s about to kiss me there.”
“I wake up just before my
lips meet your cleft too. Let’s not wake up this time.”
I smiled up at her as I
kissed my way along her inner thigh and I finally make it to her moist soft
lower lips I let her musky scent fill my nose and I kiss her there. She threw
her legs over my shoulders and I let my tongue part her lips. For the first
time I get to taste the rest of the dream, only this time it is real, and we
both know it.
A while later as we both cuddled
and relaxed, I kissed her on the forehead.
“I guess you were right back
in the hospital Brit.”
“Oh, how’s that?”
“Jamie asked if I was me, and
I told her that I was still me on the inside but on the outside I was, and you
cut me off to say.”
“My next girlfriend.” She
cut me off again. I giggled and kissed her again.
“If that’s an invite I might
have to take you up on the offer. Just promise me that you’ll be gentle. After
all, I’m a virgin again... or at least I was until tonight.”
She just laughed and hugged
me tight till we both fell asleep.
to be continued...the OK to go back to work.
since 2/13/07