“Hello,’ said Ryan. ‘Come in Mr. and Mrs. Walker. I’m sure Tiffany is excited to see you. Please come in.”
“That’s Sargent Major to you sonny boy,’ stated Mr. Walker as we harshly walked past Ryan as he threw his hat towards Ryan. ‘Now where is our daughter? And what is so important that you said that it was imperative for us to cancel our night’s plan to be here for dinner?”
“Oh, come off the Sargent Major title with Ryan, Jim,’ said his wife Stacey as she walked into the apartment and took off her black leather coat. ‘It’s been what, nine years since you retired from the Army. He isn’t one of your soldiers.”
“It’s a sign of respect for people to call me that Stacey,’ said Jim. ‘Would you stop trying to belittle my 27 years of work within the Army ranks, it is really hard to for anyone to gain the rank of E-9 period. Let alone have the top General’s ears at the Pentagon.”
“Well we aren’t at the Pentagon and he isn’t a soldier. He is just happens to be dating your daughter. Give him some slack. He actually seems to be a good fit for Tiffany. And if you try to pull your overprotective dad shenanigans tonight I swear to God that you will be staying at the Motel 6 for the next month,” stated Stacey.
“Woman! Why did I ever marry you?” stated Jim.
“Because you love me and I know it. You need someone to keep you in line and you know it,’ said Stacey. ‘I just happen to be that person.”
“Damn it woman, why do you always have to be right!” responded Jim.
“Because I just am,’ said Stacey. ‘Hello Ryan. How’s your week going? I haven’t heard from you or Tiffany in the past week. I want to hear everything.” Stacey threw down her coat onto the foyer floor and grabbed the left arm of Ryan and pulled him towards the kitchen.
“God woman, can’t you just be a ‘normal’ woman and do what I say,” said Jim under his breath as he followed the two into the kitchen.
“Because I’m your wife Jim. You’re supposed to make me happy and do what I say, not the other way around,’ stated Stacey. ‘I’m not one of your subordinates in the Army as well as a 1950’s version of a house wife. Do I still have to remind you to ‘get over it’? It’s not too hard. Make me happy and I’ll make you happy dear.”
Rolling his eyes, Jim realized she was actually right. The best times in their married lives were when he made her happy and in turn she had made him happy for his effort to make her happy. He just didn’t want to admit it in front of Ryan, the person who is trying to take his only daughter away from him.
“So tell me Ryan, how is life?” asked Stacey, sitting down at the kitchen table.
“UUHH, life’s good. Work is going well. I’m next in line to be promoted at the firm. Tiffany is one of the top administrative assistants at her work. She’s even being considered to be promoted to becoming the CEO’s administrative assist within the company. I’m so proud of her hard work. I’m sure you are as well,” said Ryan.
“Of course we are!’ Stated Jim as he paced over towards the kitchen sink. ‘What, you think just because she lives with you that we don’t care about her anymore?”
“Daddy! You know better than that,’ said Tiffany, who stood at the kitchen entrance from the living room. ‘Ryan is a good man and you know it.”
Everyone looked towards Tiffany. Wearing several layers of heavy and oversized sweaters, as well as a pair of lose fitting jeans Tiffany walked into the kitchen and said hello to everyone. Looking like she was a ‘normal’ two armed woman she hugged her mom, who stood up and hugged back, with both ‘upper arms’. Doing the same with her father.
“So what’s the big news that Ryan was saying was so important that we just had to come over for dinner?” asked Jim.
“Well, I don’t know if I should say…,” started Ryan.
“Daddy! Stop it. You know better than to push around my boyfriend,” said Tiffany in a high pitched voice.
“I’m sorry sweetie but I’m just trying to protect you,” said Jim.
“Protect me from what? Ever having a relationship? Of you two ever having grandchildren?’ stated Tiffany, her frustration growing. ‘You know what? Forget this pretense. I’ll just show you why Ryan asked you two to come here tonight.”
Grabbing the bottom of all of her sweaters, Tiffany pulled them over her head; leaving her upper body bare except for color coordinating black bras that are the strapless bra holding up her lower breasts and the seamless bra holding up her upper breasts.
Looking at her in awe, mouths agape, her parents looked her over. They saw that their daughter had grown an extra pair of arms in which the shoulders of the second pair of arms sat on her upper body only several inches under her upper shoulders. A second pair of breasts lied a few inches below her top breasts. All in all, it looked like her upper body looked like a natural four armed/breasted female. As if she had always had them.
Both of her parents stood there, agape. Not knowing exactly what to do or say.
A few minutes passed in silence. Tiffany looked back and forth at each of her parents with eager hope but in fearful defiance. Ryan backed off to the nearest wall, not wanting to be a part of the family fight and discussion since he figured it would be rude that he was a part of it.
“Say something, anything. Mom and Dad please, say something, even if it negative, I must know what you think. Your opinion means so much to me. I must know,” said a desperate Tiffany, tears started to flow down her checks.
Without warning Tiffany’s mother said, “I love you Tiffany. Your decision to do what you did was up to you and I continue to love and support you for your decision.”
Weakly, Tiffany smiled at her mother. “Thank you mother. That means so much to me. Daddy, what do you think?”
“I, um, I just don’t know sweetie. I just don’t know what to say,’ said Jim. ‘You changed your body to fit in with is expected for the need of the many instead of your needs. I don’t know how I feel about this.”
“But daddy, didn’t you want the best for me? Are you judging me just because I didn’t follow you in your footsteps in the Military? I think that you are judging on your terms, not mine,” stated Tiffany, tears started to flow down her checks.
“I’m not judging you sweetie. It’s just a lot to take in. I just don’t know how to react. How my daughter changed her body for God knows what. Why did you do this?” asked Jim.
“Because it is what I feel is the right thing to do. Nothing more, nothing less,” stated Tiffany.
“Then I support you Tiffany. Your life is your life and I support your decisions as long as you feel they are the right ones for you and make you happy. I just want you to be happy sweetie. Even if I am a bonehead about it; I just want to see you happy,” said Jim, smiling uncertainly.
“Thank you daddy. That’s all I ask of you,’ responded Tiffany, breathing more slowly and calmly. ‘Can I get a hug from you?”
“Um, sure thing,” said Jim as he walked over to Tiffany and opened up his arms to her.
Tiffany wrapped her arms around her dad, all four of them. Jim felt that it was a surreal thing that four arms now wrapped around his body as he wrapped his two arms around his daughter. His daughter’s four breasts pressing up against his chest just accented the feeling.
“Daddy, I’m so glad you accept me as I am now. I was so afraid you would reject me,” said Tiffany, as she let go of her hug.
“Sweetie, you’re my daughter. I can never reject you for your decisions. I love you because of your own decisions in life, no matter what,’ said Jim. ‘But right now I have to ask what is for dinner? I am starved and I haven’t had anything to eat since this morning?”
“Ha ha, from the most important to the less important in one sentence Jim,” said Tiffany’s mother.
“First order of business, survival,’ said Jim. ‘Anyone who was in a life threating situation knows what I mean.”
“Daddy, let’s sit down and talk about if we are going to stay in or go out,” said Tiffany with a smile.
“Sounds good to me; what is everyone in the mood for,” said Jim as he sat down at the kitchen table with a smile.
“Oh, great. You managed from going to the most important sentence to the least important sentence in one sentence,” stated Tiffany’s mother.
“Hey, first order of business. Survival,” stated Jim with a smile.