David to Dee Chapter 2

"Look, Dee, I know I promised I wouldn't 'out' you to anyone, but I think you did that yourself."

"What?"

"Well, you remember when you came here that first night, and you dropped all that stuff, and my neighbor helped you pick it up?"

"Oh my god! That movie she saw," he exclaimed. "Is that who's coming to dinner?"

"Yes. Her and her husband. Frannie told me that she saw your wig box and the strapons and the dirty little magazines, too. If you play your cards right, he'll probably never know, anyway. I don't think she told him about you."

"Oh shit, Gina. They live right in our building! I don't know if I can do this," David whined.

"Well, she called and kind of invited herself over, honey," Gina responded. "What could I do? Not to worry, love. I've spoken with Frannie a bunch of times, and I'm pretty sure she's discreet. She seems very open-minded as well. I don't think you have a thing to worry about. But if it bothers you that much..." she paused.

"Do you really want to do this?"

"Well, we haven't exactly been able to develop any kind of social life since Dee came into our lives. I'd like to be able to see people once in a while, like regular folks do."

"I don't exactly feel like a regular person, Gina."

"Well, then I suppose I'll just have to call and cancel," she snapped. "She's bound to know why, though, and since you live here with me, now..."

"Okay," he reluctantly gave in. "I'll get the wine. Just...please...don't let him know....Tell him I'm Dave's sister, or something. He's seen me in the hall, I'm sure. This is all getting so complicated!"

"Not at all, babe," Gina told him. "It's all part of being my girl. You do like being my girl, don't you?"

"More than anything I've ever done in my life, love. You know that."

"See you by six, then. Dinner's at seven. Don't forget the wine, and don't be late, unless you want to meet them first and then change," she chuckled.