The boys ended up leaving around six-fifty that morning, leaving the other four to putter around until the town actually opened up for business around nine that morning. Rowan, currently, is shifting threw his cloths, looking for something to wear while looking wistfully at white sundress that had a blue print flower patter at the bottom. He is seriously debating on wearing it, cause he did actually enjoy dressing like a girl on regular occasions, he just didn't like doing it professionally. On one hand, for today, he wanted to look really cute while getting his hair done, on the other hand, they were in a small, semi hick town and if people found out, he could be screwed. This wasn't 'To wong fu,' this is real life and in real life people got beaten and killed for being a cross-dressing homosexual. No, he had heard horror stories about small towns in the news, and he wasn't going to go spreading it around anytime soon. Not that he cared if he was caught, he just didn't want his siblings or Jamie-o's family to suffer any consequences. Just as he looked over at the dress again, more wistful this time then the last, Sam came in to see what his brother is doing. The younger male grinned at the wistful expression on his older brother's face.
"Wear the dress brother, and don't forget the special bra," Sam said, startling Rowan out of his musings.
"Oh, Jesus Sammy, don't do that, you scared the shit outta me. Hmm, you really think it'll be all right?" Rowan asked, looking nervous.
"Of course brother. Plus you'll look super cute and Jamie-o wont stop staring when he gets back," Sam said with a large grin. Rowan nodded with a sigh, believing his younger brother. He just hoped he wouldn't get his ass kicked or killed if people found out. Sam gave him an encouraging smile before scurrying of to get ready himself. Rowan sighed again before stripping out of his pajamas and into his full birthday suite to get ready.
"Well, if I'm possibly going to get killed, might as well look fabulous doing it," Rowan said as he grabbed the soft organic cotton dress. Before putting it on, he walked over to the dresser to find his special bra. It had a built in breasts to make him look a little more top heavy then he was, giving him the curvier look that would be desired, though his hips are more slender then actual females. Rowan hooked the bra quickly and efficiently in the back, the manner in which straight guys would be jealous, before he slid the straps up onto his slender shoulders. After the bra was on, adjusted just right, Rowan pulled on a pair of ladies under wear. Like the bra, it was lacy and pretty, done up in a soft white that wasn't overly bright. Rowan had a total of four bras at the moment, all different colored. The colors were black, white, blue and butter cup yellow.
After the panties were on, Rowan grabbed his dress and slipped it on, adjusting the top to cover his actual lack of breasts. The bright white color and bright blue at the bottom stood out on his olive toned skin, both colors complementing each other. The dress dipped low enough in the back for him to show of his angel wings, but stopped just below his collar bones in front. It also had thin straps and stopped just at his knees. Rowan grabbed his makeup kit and stalked as elegantly as he could into the bathroom. There, he carefully put on his makeup, starting with the base and ending with his mascara. Rowan took a few moments to stare at himself in the mirror before sighing deeply. Out of all of his face, Rowan loved his eye makeup the most. Like all of his done up face, his eyes were subtly done, with a hint of green and gold to make his eyes stand out.
"Feh, at least I don't look like all those over done bitches I work with on a regular basis," Rowan said to himself before straightening out. Rowan pulled his hair into a high pony tail before walking out. He grabbed a purse that a friend had loaned him and never asked for back before putting on his white flats.
"Rowan? Are you ready?" Liottie called up the stairs, her voice loud enough for Rowan to hear. The older women still walked up the stairs at least half way.
"Yes, Ms. Liottie," Rowan called back before leaving to meet her. As soon as Liottie saw Rowan, she froze in complete shock, her full mouth fell open in great surprise.
"Wow," Liottie finally said. Rowan looked down self consciously, fidgeting with the hem of his dress.
"Are we going?" Rowan asked as softly as he could, shoving a pack of 'Spirit blues' into his purse. Liottie noticed and frowned deeply at the pack of cigarettes.
"Yeah," Liottie supplied. "Maybe I should have dressed up."
"Oh, um, was I not supposed to dress up?" Rowan asked, suddenly really nervous. Hell, the women already saw him naked with her son, he didn't know why it felt more awkward then that.
"No, its fine, I just didn't expect you to dress up in a drag today. I suppose I should call you 'Cherry' today sweetie?" Liottie asked warmly. She didn't want a repeat of the fight from a few days ago. Neither did Rowan. Plus the whole naked in the bath thing was still fresh and awkward in both their minds.
"Oh, okay. Yeah, that's probably a good idea, unless your uncomfortable with it," Rowan replied, his hands fluttering slightly.
"Everything is fine on this end dear. Timberly, Sam! Its time to go," Liottie called out as the two descended the stairs.
"Coming!" Both kids replied before running to the door to meet them. Timberly stared at Rowan, staring more so at the dress he was in.
"Rowan?" Timberly asked tentatively.
"Yup, now come, we have a very tiny town to see," Rowan replied before shooing them both out the door.
"You look very pretty Sister," Sam said with a warm grin. Rowan smiled back lovingly. Sam knew when to call Rowan 'sister' and that was only when Rowan was in drag.
"Thank you Sammy," Rowan replied, his grin widening.
"You're welcome sister," Sam replied. Liottie grinned at the scene before unlocking the car door.
"Hey Cherry, want to drive?" Liottie asked, holding up the keys after the car was unlocked.
"I don't have a license Liottie," Rowan replied, still grinning. Liottie lowered her arm, with a gently frown.
"You don't? Why not?" Liottie asked in slight surprise, though they did start getting into Robert's car. The boys took Jamie-o's car cause he didn't like other people driving his car. Liottie was surprised because most nineteen year olds had their licenses. Most, not all, but most did have one, and if not, their permits.
"I live in New York, traffic's terrible on a good day," Rowan deadpanned, causing Liottie to laugh.
"Ah, gotcha," Liottie replied as she started the car.
"Yup," Rowan replied with another shrug.
"Can we look at princess dresses?" Timberly asked from the back seat.
"If they have them," Liottie replied with a grin.
"Sister, can we go to a book store for a new book afterwords? I need a new one and I can pay," Sam asked, leaning forward.
"We'll see if they have a book store in the mall honey, and if they do, we will go," Rowan replied with another grin.
"Why do you read so much?" Timberly asked.
"Its good for the mind to gain knowledge and it helps people have good conversational skills, plus it makes writing skills improve as well," Sam replied easily. The four ended up being silent for a while until they reached the strip mall that, apparently, had the salon in it. Hopefully it would have other fun things in there as well, like a book store.
"Dude, who would put a salon into a strip mall? It's so passé," Rowan asked as he got out of the car. He smoothed down his dress before grabbing his purse, pulling out a cigarette to smoke along the way. Liottie shot him a glare and Rowan mildly glared back.
"I have no idea, probably nothing else to do in this town, plus it's small so I guess they want everything in one place. Please don't smoke around the kids," Liottie said as Rowan lit up.
"Your probably right. I'm not going to smoke wear they'll get a whiff, don't worry. I'm smoking cause I'm nervous about being caught. Now, Timberly, please call me 'Cherry' when I'm wearing the dress, okay?" Rowan said nervously, while he took a couple drags from his cigarette. Other people who were going into the mall as well didn't even look twice at the small group of four, though some of the men did glance twice at Rowan.
"Okay Cherry," Timberly replied mischievously.
"Sister means it Tim, people can be very mean and stupid about his, um her, kind of people. They'd do terrible things if they found out that 'sister' liked dressing up in dresses," Sam said sharply, having seen the mischievous glint in the young girls eye. Rowan had done a lot of things to make sure that Sam had been safe, many of those things had been utterly humiliating for Rowan. Sam knew, knew, that Rowan would do it again if that meant that Sam, Jackson and Jamie-o got what they wanted or needed.
"Okay, fine, I wont do anything, I promise," Timberly replied with a sigh.
"Thank you Timberly, really," Rowan said, stopping his cigarette half way before shoving it back into its pack. He was slowly tapering off of smoking, cause Jamie-o had asked him to quiet, and Rowan would try, for his lover, he would try and he would succeed. Rowan sighed internally as he thought on his lover, thinking that even after five months, he was already this attached to the older man. Well, at least they'd know each other for about a year and seven months before that so it wasn't completely awkward. Plus, neither of them were that easy or desperate for a lover either. Jamie-o had become his good friend way before the older man became a lover.
'Hell, I get along better with him then I do most of the people I hang out with and I haven't even known him that long. I'm glad we get along so well,' Rowan though to themselves as they got to the door.
"This way ladies, and good sir, we have a 'shop/girl' day to start," Liottie said jovially before they entered the all purpose strip mall. The cold air hit them immediately, soothing them from the hot weather they had just been walking around in.
One, I'd like to apologize for taking so long with this chapter, I'm hand writing the rough draft while I'm typing it up at the same time. I came very close to the last few hand written chapters so I wanted to write a few more of them before typing again. This story isn't done yet, but it's getting there.
Two, I was wondering if people wanted to see Rowan with bangs? Or if they wanted him to leaving his hair long all the way around. Let me know.
Three, my deviant account is 'Firehound237,' I have pictures of Rowan, Sam, and Jackson up there if anyone wants to see how I pictured them.
Thanks to all who have stuck with me this far and continued to read this story even if I'm making it super long.
