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HollyMaid - Chapter 7 (Final Chapter)
🕑 Added 2021-08-14 10:53:55 +0000 UTCForwarded By Author - Thank you, Urban and all of you, for liking my story. I have read all of your comments and have understood that I have to improve a lot in the grammar part, as Urban told me. This was my first attempt to write a story. Basically, I am from Argentina, so my 1st language is not English.
My question to you - Do I am transgender, OR just a crossdresser? Do dressing up as a girl makes me gay or transgender.
Since I was a child, I had always been dressing up in my sister's clothes (secretly), now I brought my own girls' clothes. Sometimes wearing them feels like I am transgender (feeling gender dysphoric), but it's all normal like I feel nothing after removing the girls' clothes. I ask this question to Urban, and she had given me a nice answer. She basically told me that she always thought she was a girl, not a transgender and for her clothes really don't matter at all. Do you feel the same way as Urban, or it's the other way?
THANK YOU..... Pzz comment.
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I gave Holly the works that day and fixed myself up as best I could. Holly thought the schoolgirl uniforms were a bit skimpy, but I assured her she looked great. She pondered a good bit about who it was that was throwing such a party. And I let on like I had no clue.
The limo arrived right on time, and the driver almost gave me away. Holly and I, of course, were the first to arrive and my maid and butler made us feel right at home. Charles gave us the tour of the place, and Holly was astounded at the size of the place. She asked Charles who the owner was, but I gave him that don't tell look, and he didn't. Sandra, my maid, caught up to us and gave us a flute of champagne as Charles finished the tour. The other guests had started to arrive by the time we were done, and Sandra had put on the music.
William, the limo driver, gave me the headcount and told me all the guests were here. I slipped away from Holly while talking to her doctor friends and made my way to the staircase. I walked up about five steps and gave Sandra the cue to stop the music. The room slowly got silent, and all eyes were on me.
"I would like to thank you all for coming."
I raised my voice above the murmur of the crowd. Holly's eyes went wide for just a second, realizing it was me. "To each and every one of you, I owe a great debt. Some of you for just being a friend when I needed one and others for giving me a chance for a wonderful life." To the six guys I worked at the car wash with, I gave five thousand each. And I watched as they all but fell out looking at the checks. To Dr. Kline and Dr. Peters, I gave a check paying them both in full, and they thanked me and gave me a hug. I saved Holly for last and asked her to come to stand with me.
"Some of you know me only as Holly's maid," I was talking to Rita, Cathy, and Sally. Amanda chimed in from across the room.
"I need a maid, as well, and you're a damn good one."
"Thank you," I replied to Amanda.
"While I will continue on as Holly's maid, I owe her a debt I can't ever repay.
"Had it not been for a chance meeting one day, Holly's real compassion for helping people might have never seen the light of day, yet here I stand.
There was a time when most of you would have never seen me. My body was a wreck as much as my state of mind. Holly changed all that. With her help, I am now healthy, both body and soul. That's not something you can put a price on. So that being the case, I have done the best I knew how. Here is the mortgage to your home, paid for in full. The title to the Jag paid in full. And all your college debt is paid off, as well. You have a clean slate to make whatever life you want," I looked at her as the tears welled up in her eyes. "I do hope you all enjoy the party and stay as long as you will."
The music came up, and they all began to talk again and generally enjoy the party. The guys from the car wash were the first to try and give the money back. They had me cornered, so I told them straight up. "Keep the money, guys. I own this, all of this," I added. "And I'm worth a heck of a lot more, so I'll be fine. Please keep it and enjoy it." They seemed not to believe me till William asked me if he was done for the night. I told him yes, and he tipped his head and left.
"Yes. I was ever so thankful at the time, being broke as I was. When I turned twenty-one, I found out I wasn't so broke as I thought. Dr. Kline and Dr. Peters came up to me next and told me how thankful they were, but they had offered their services for free, and I owed them no debt. This house, the land, and much more are all mine," I added. "While I am thankful for what you did to help when I was broke, take the money as a thank you, and donate your services to someone else for me. I'm sure there are others out there like me that really need the help of people like you, but for now, I'm fine. Consider it a gift to me when you donate your services next time."
Holly kept her distance for the rest of the night, and I was about to think I had done something wrong. The party began to break up, and the guests all said they had a great time. Soon it was just Holly and me. Sandra, the maid, had cleaned up as she went, so by the time everybody was gone, I gave her the rest of the night off. I took a seat on the bottom of the stairs and watched as Holly looked out the window as the last car left. She was still crying as she came to the steps and sat down.
"Did I do something wrong?" I asked as I wiped away her tears.
"No...... honey, you did it just right. I'm the one who did something wrong," she sputtered.
"Like what?" I tried to sound stunned.
"Simply put," she tried to smile, "you don't just look like a girl; you are a girl."
"Of course I am. You made me this way."
"You don't understand," she started again. "You really are a girl. You have ovaries, tubes, a uterus; I made you a real girl. You could have a period and maybe even become pregnant."
"So," I tried to sound as casual as I could. "Most girls or women do have a period, and, who knows, I might want somebody to give all this to one day."
"You're not mad at me?" she smiled.
"Not at all," I replied in one breath.
"Guess I'll need a new maid now," she changed the subject.
"Not really. I have already taken care of that. Sandra, William, and Charles are all at your disposal." Her eyes lit up as I explained. "Sandra will be your maid, as well as mine. William will drive you anywhere you want to go, even to work, if you want. And he's an excellent groundskeeper. And Charles will be your butler, that is if you still want one."
"And what about you?" she asked. "What will you do now?" she asked.
"Ask me that in a different way," I smiled.
"What?" her eyes went wide.
"How about what will we do?" I rephrased the question for her.
"We," she sputtered.
"I have a plane at the airport ready to take us to the Key Islands in Florida. I took the liberty of packing for you, and you're not expected at the clinic or the hospital till the first of next month."
"That's over three weeks off," she exclaimed.
"Yes, three weeks to soak up some sun and not worry about anything," I added.
"Sandra and Charles are coming with us, and I assure you, we'll have a great time."
Holly was stunned when I took her up the stairs to the master bedroom and put her to bed for the night. The next morning Sandra and Charles served us breakfast in bed, and Holly just couldn't find the words she wanted to say. Around noon the next day, the pilot called me from the airport and said the plane had been checked out and the flight plans approved. William arrived right on time and took us to the airport. Our luggage was checked and cleared, then loaded onto the plane. Holly realized right off this was a private jet and, with her usual questioned tone, asked if this was mine, as well. "Well, it belonged to my father and, since I am the sole heir to my parents' worldly goods, yes, it is mine," I replied.
I had never seen Holly so relaxed as she was once the plane took off. It was as if the reality of it all set in, and the weight of the world had been lifted from her shoulders. After Charles served us a drink, Holly looked at me with tears in her eyes.
"You realize, in a way far bigger than I have done for you, you have saved my life."
"I did no such," I replied. "I just fixed it, so you don't have to work 24/7 just to pay your bills. If there is something more I can do, tell me, and I will gladly do it."
"My parents," she smiled. They gave up so much to help me get where I am. And then, out the blue, you come along.
"I already thought about them," I replied. "Whatever you want, I will do it," I replied.
"I couldn't ask you to," she replied.
"Well, whenever you feel comfortable asking me, I am ready to do whatever you ask."
Holly hadn't seen her parents in over ten years, and she had no clue that I had sent them the tickets to fly to Florida and be with us.
When we landed, Bob and Darlene Parker stood in the hanger, ready to see their daughter. It was a happy reunion that I was content to stand back and watch unfold. It was probably the most comfortable I had ever seen Holly in all the time I had known her. Her parents were still young, but the years of work and worry showed on all their faces. I had made arrangements for Bob and Darlene to have one of the smaller houses on the estate so they would be only a few minutes from seeing their daughter anytime they wanted. Their home was paid off by me, as well, and I had moved some of my own assets over into their name, so they never had to work again unless they just wanted to. I waited till we were ready to go home before I told Holly what I had done.
"You can't just give away everything. Stop this," she scolded me.
"Is there anyone on this planet I owe more to than you?" I replied. "I owe you my life; how many times over, Holly? Where would I be now had it not been for your compassion and the care you and the other doctors at the clinic gave me. You can have it all if you want. I'll go back to being your maid if that is what you want. I just want to see you happy and to have a life that is unhurried. To be able to enjoy time with your parents, and most of all, for you to find time for love, to give what you gave to me to someone who can give it back in full measure.
Tears of joy streamed down her face when we all got on the plane to go home. Her parents finished my list of things I could do for Holly. The life she made for herself now was entirely up to her. But she would never have to worry about her parents, and she had a clean slate, as far as her bills were concerned. She could work as much or as little as she wanted. She could see her parents anytime she chose to. And she knew I would always be there if there was anything I could do.
The news was out now, as it were. And when we got back and settled in, Holly wanted to have a party at her house. I told her I would set it up, and she could invite all the snobs she wanted. She laughed when I told her that.
"I will miss you so much," she said as I got in the car, and William drove me home.
That next Friday was the day of the party, and I had William take her parents over a little early, along with Sandra, just to make sure the place was clean and ready. I had Sandra dress in the upstairs maid costume the same as I had worn. I told them that I would be along shortly.
As soon as they were gone, I got dressed in my maid's outfit and drove myself over to Holly's place. I still had the garage door opener, and I had William park all the other cars so that Holly couldn't get in once I had parked my car. Most all the invited guests were there when Holly got home, and she almost fainted when I opened the door for her still dressed as her maid. I greeted her as Ms. Parker and welcomed her home, then curtsied before I left to get her a drink.
"What are you doing?" she all but shouted as she followed me just a step behind.
"My job," I replied. "You never fired me, and I never quit. So I'm still your maid," I replied.
Holly stopped me dead in my tracks and hugged me as if I was family. Like she would a sister or even a brother, and that was something the snobs would have never done. And everyone saw it when it happened. The party was a big hit, and everyone had a great time. Amanda was the last to leave, and that was about normal for her. She paused at the door and asked Holly just how it was that she got a millionaire to be her maid.
"Your question is somewhat backward, Ma'am," I injected. "The real question is how Holly made a maid into a millionaire." Holly didn't reply, and Amanda didn't stay to get an answer.
Holly understood now that had it not been for her; I might have never found out my real heritage. The papers I had signed for her to do the operation that had made me into a female. They opened doors that before then had been closed and gave me access to information that I had no idea about. I had thought all along she knew, but I saw the reality of it set in as she closed the door. Most of all, she knew I loved her with all my heart and always would. And there was no price you could put on that, not even being her maid.
THE END...
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