Chapter Four - Tomboy to Sex Kitten
Meagan Aimes was talking on the phone with her sister-in-law. She'd only recently gone back to Aimes after her divorce, she just didn't feel like a "Cavanaugh" any more. Her twin Rick told her "you'll always be an Aimes to me, sis!" She felt that the horror of her marriage was finally behind her, now she and the kids could get on with their lives.
"You want me to join your club, Becks?" Meagan chatted. "I'll think about it – I have so much to do with my new job and being a single parent. But yes, it would be nice to have a night out once in a while. Let me think about it and I'll get back to you, okay?"
She hung up the phone and poured a cup of coffee. She adored Becky, she was always trying to make sure Meagan was okay. She stared outside to her backyard.
"So much
wasted
potential" Meagan sighed as she looked at her son's girlfriend, Tammy. Tammy was running around their backyard while Rick tossed a football to her, and back. Tammy's long, ash-blonde hair was tied back in a ponytail and she was dressed in her usual attire, baggy jeans, sweat top and sneakers. Sometimes Meagan wondered if Tammy had any idea how to be a girl.
Heather came up behind her mom and gave her a hug. The pretty redhead saw what Meagan was doing and grinned. "Watching Rick's little hottie again, huh Mom?" she punched her mother in the arm. Heather had always wished she could get closer to Tammy, but she spent most of her time with her brother.
"You think she's cute, too?" Meagan smiled at her adorable daughter. There was a
slightly
predatory look in Heather's eyes, but Meagan dismissed it. Her daughter was certainly no lesbian, no more than Meagan herself.
"Rick really likes her, but he only sees her as 'one of the guys', Mom. If he opened his dopey eyes, he'd see that she's
smokin' hot
--- but I don't think Tammy's aware of it either, ya know?" Heather thought her brother was an obtuse jock wayyy too much of the time, but cutie-pie Tammy seemed oblivious to her brother's ineptitude. She wondered if her brother was smart enough to be fucking the little blonde yet. Probably not. Idiot.
Heather tried to like her brother, but he was such a
guy
. She bet in 10 years, he'd be married to some fluffbrained idiot, sitting in front of the TV, beer in hand and getting a paunch. Their father hadn't pushed Rick enough, he had potential to be something, but he didn't apply himself. She wished her Mom would talk to her Uncle Jake, maybe he could help Rick out. She looked at Heather again, then back at her mother.
"I wish
we
could help her see how truly lovely she is dear!" Meagan sighed. Heather adored her mother's generous spirit and all of a sudden, it hit her.
"Mom – we could!! Why
don't
we help her see how hot she is? We could take her shopping and show her how to dress up, how to put on makeup, buy some lingerie – I've got some money and you have a chunk saved from the back-alimony Daddy sent!"
Meagan bristled a bit at the mention of her ex. Steve had been dud in the sack who thought leaving her for another, younger woman would renew his "spark." As he hadn't much "spark" before, Meagan knew that was a lost cause, but he'd left her with a fair bit of debt, until her lawyer friend Amanda had hauled his ass into court and nailed him for 3 years back alimony. Now Meagan was sitting pretty.
"Baby, that's a
splendid
idea. I can take her shopping for some nice lingerie and shoes and help her with makeup – you can take her to get her hair styled and buy some clothes. Oh, let's start tomorrow. Tammy!"
Tammy ran over to the two women, a bit out of breath from running around. "Yes, Mrs. Cavanaugh?"
"I'm using Aimes again Tammy, but that's all right. We have a lovely little surprise for you dear!"
The girl's turquoise eyes – rare and stunning – sparkled as she spoke to her boyfriend's good-natured Mom. Despite a nasty divorce, she was always upbeat and friendly, a quality Tammy thought was exceptional. "Ooh, I love surprises, tell me, tell me,
tell me
!!"
Heather warmed inwardly. She
knew
there was a girlie-girl under all that scruffy exterior, she could see it now with Tammy's obvious excitedness. "Mom and I are going to treat you to a Girl's Day Out – shopping, clothes, hair – you name it. All on us!"
Tammy's cute little face scrunched up as Rick came up behind her. "Gee, I dunno ... it's very generous of you, but I really
couldn't
!"
Rick gave his girlfriend a hug. "Ah, go for it hon, the game's tomorrow and the guys will all be over, drinking and making noise ... have fun!"
Tammy shrugged, nodded and the two women took her inside to firm up their plans. Heather couldn't wait to see Tammy's transformation, she bet it'd freak her dorky brother out. How could such a
dolt
get into college and be such a dunderhead? Men!
The women went inside to begin planning their excursion. It became apparent within minutes that poor, clueless little Tammy would need
far
more than a day – it'd likely take
two
. maybe even three, but the mother & daughter were excited about their makeover project. Even the elfin Tammy seemed to be getting into the spirit of things.
Heather got first shift. She drove the new convertible she and Meagan had recently purchased to Tammy's place and honked the horn, the girl ran out in snug white jeans and a black T-shirt. She had on a hint of blush and her hair was long and free, for a change. Cute, damned cute, Heather thought. Heather had chosen to wear a tight little mini, her favorite black stilettos and a matching crop-top. Heather always "
dressed for success
".
For the briefest of seconds, Heather thought that Tammy was checking her out, but she pushed it aside. Tammy gave her a kiss on the cheek and got in the car. "Where too, coach?" she beamed.
"We'll start with hair and facials, so we'll go to Parisienne – they know just how to pamper a girl."
The duo walked in the door and were greeted warmly, Heather being a regular customer. All the women seemed to fuss over the curvy redhead, she sat in her chair and they started working on her right away. She went for the full package, they gave Heather a pedicure, manicure, facial and even waxed her legs. "They even trim me --- down there!" she whispered to a surprised Tammy, who was now undergoing her own treatments.
Tammy enjoyed the relaxing sensations of being pampered – the stroking and washing her hair, the subtle attention to her body – wow, she knew she wanted to do
this
again – she looked over at Heather, who was almost done. There was an almost-smug look on Heather's face, like an "
I told you so
!"
"Like it, huh?" she grinned.
"Ohhh, my, yess!" Tammy sighed. She felt warm and adored, it was so nice. They spun her around and she saw someone in the mirror she didn't recognize. Her long blonde hair had been cut a few inches, all the frizzies were now gone, it had a light wave now and there were some streaks that were a shade lighter. It framed her face --- but it wasn't the face she saw every day, this girl was feminine and cute.
"What do you think of your new look so far?" Heather asked.
"I – I'm cute!" Tammy blushed.
"I've been telling you that!" Heather laughed, clapping her hands with glee. "But baby, you're not
