Teddy and Miss Jackson, Oh My Par

Author's note this is a true story that involves Cross Dressing, shemales, infidelity, parental love. Everyone fucking is eighteen or older.

Me and Sheldon on the Big Bang Theory have eidetic memories. Some people can read phone books one time and then repeat it the next day. My name is Teddy Benedict.

For me, it's like watching a movie in my head, the one weird thing is that I can't really hear who's speaking except if I look at it again, I know the words that were said, but I could not really hear mom's voice again.

She was a sensual woman, member of Mensa, amazingly big tits and an ass, that many men in our community liked to pound. Lipstick always, salon for her hair, nails of course. Men would light her cigarette and she'd steady their hand take a deep drag, so that the smoke would come out her nose, while she held their eyes.

That day changed my life, the day mom left dad and I. I ended up in the psychiatric ward at Children's Orthopedic Hospital, which was just up the hill from the old Sand Point Naval Air Station. I saw terrible things that caused me to disassociate which people confuse with schizophrenia although they share some symptoms. For me even now in high school as an eighteen year older, I find myself slipping into it again.

Some people, well doctors, called it extreme day dreaming, I'd lie face down on the floor and I'd be somewhere else for hours, now it was like I was outside my body, looking down at my still body, yet I saw another me that was wearing red high heel open toed pumps, which were locked behind my coach's neck (I ran track) as he destroyed my cunt and well there's no rules to dreaming, my diamond clad finger on my left hand was grabbing his ass as he plowed my married cunt.

Meanwhile, please bear with me, I know it might be confusing to you the reader, but how the fuck you think I feel. Well my face down me, had a raging boner, thinking about our husband was fucking us, or I guess me. In the world known to un-fucked up people I was a junior in high school cause I lost a year of school back when this shit happened when my mom left, it's real as fuck in that sense.

Another thing about disassociation is it can last for a while. The first time it was six months, just gone, that part's called associative amnesia. Kind of like a fight or flight thing for your amygdala (part of your brain) where your emotions and immediate memories are processed and dealt with. Your mind can't take it any more so it shuts down to save you.

It was just before my eleventh birthday, June 30th, when I opened my eyes and I was in this bed and there was a tube down my throat and there was tubes in my veins. It was incredible bright and I had to blink my eyes to protect them from the light. I could not move my arms or legs and my head was strapped in place.

I could hear beeping, then an alarm. I could hear soles of shoes slapping on the floor and a woman screaming, "He's awake."

I wondered who they were screaming about and then a woman was shining a light in my left eye, then my right eye. What was going on? I tried to talk but there was this thing between my teeth forcing my teeth apart. I was immediately scared and shit and peed all at the same time. I was ten years old or that's what I remembered.

It was the longest of days. The thing in my mouth was to keep my teeth apart so I would not inadvertently bit my tongue off. My head was secured side to side and up and down so that I would not thrash around and break my neck.

I had grown about three inches, there was a thing in my penis, which is where the pee went, there was this steel pan under my ass, which is where the shit went.

My nose worked fine and the smell of my shit both disgusted me and embarrassed me. My hair had grown such that it covered my eyes, it was red and very thick.

Two nurses pulled me to a sit up as my dirty ass smeared the mess of shit on the sheets causing me to speak, "For God's sake, I shit on everything and now it's on the fucking sheet."

One of them said, "Sorry, just a minute."

Then I heard "Code Green, Dr. Baker, stat."

So I sat in my shit for a bit. Five minutes maybe?

Looking back, she was a psychiatric practitioner who had grown close to my dad after my mom cheated on him and left, why though in that moment they tied me up like a pig ready to cook over alder, (alder is a Northwest thing) since this just was yesterday.

Then another woman in front of me, wasn't sure I should have known her, but there she was. She started, "Do you remember me?"

I shook my head vigorously back and forth, to say no. She seemed nice, but she was right in my face.

Even now, this is now by the way, stay with me, the urge to just close my eyes so the noise stops. Duh I know I hear with my ears, but if I could go back to sleep she'd get out of my face.

"Don't you dare go back to sleep, "like she was my mom," I'm not ever going to lose you young man, you stay with me, do you understand me!"

That's when things got, for lack of a better word, now.

I'm still eighteen as I'm telling you and I still drift into my head space, what I call it now. I'm not ready to go there now or talk about it, but I will bear with me.

I don't actually recall what happened and I sort of know how to go into those closed doors, but I'm seriously afraid to do that. My family talks about that day, but not when I'm in the room and only quietly. Sometimes I hear shit, through the heating ducts of the old house, then I'll stop listening, stick my fingers in my ears and sing the scales.

I'm a singer in my junior year, choir I mean, regular choir, glee too. I run the five thousand meter for track and this year I will run the ten thousand meter for the first time in like forty years, not me but the event has not been run at a high school level since the 1970s. I am six foot four and weigh one hundred and fifty five pounds. I have the torso of my great-great grandfather who was five foot six, coupled with the legs of somebody that is six foot eight.

Perhaps, Dad's mom got around, he's six foot two, I did not want to ask him that kind of question as he would punt my ass to the moon and back, just for practice. Before I went away, that is my dad beat the shit out of everyone, me, my birth mom, Lee, not Bill, people at work.

My track coach teaches math, Mr. Ledbetter, really passionate about both track and math. He says to me about a month ago, "Teddy, we have a huge advantage and if we use it will be easy peasy." I could raise one eyebrow, just my right one, so I did so.

He goes, "It's like this if every one of your strides is that of being six foot eight and at the consistent pace of shorter runners, we will run away from them, " like he was running with me, but he was cool and wanted the best for me, so we started working on it, I'd already qualified for the states for the five thousand which was Saturday morning after next. The ten thousand was then on Sunday following.

I have two older brothers, Lee who is twenty five years old and has a son Johnny six and his wife Carol is like eight and three quarters months full of a baby. Bill has a new wife Barbara, his second. I like her. She's good for Bill, they have a baby girl Elizabeth and then Bill adopted her daughter Toby. Barbara is a stripper and I'm not sure if she still hooks, but I like her. Dad and the doctor, Ginnie Baker, got married last year. I was working up to calling her mom, but she scared me, in that her love for my dad and me was fearless. I have two step sisters Kerry and Kelly, in middle school who crack me up fiercely. They talk.

My new mom intensely brought me back to now, it was like the most intense maternal moment and I probably said some stuff about me, that, right now scared the living shit out of me, cause I would not ever say it now, even if it were down behind those doors. Fuck, don't quit reading, stay with me, I know, it's hard, but I, right now I would never ever say them. I'm just not ready.

Sigh. I will, really. I promise.

We have an assembly for Glee and I sing some all-boys acapella music, eight of us from that old movie Pitch Perfect and I do both the Skylar Austin and Ben Platt parts, I'm a tenor by the way. Mom and Dad and the twins (Kelly and Kerry) came, it was after class, and I'd go out to they gym and do my intervals as soon as I could.

Miss Jackson was the head of both choir and glee club. She was married and had a little boy and her husband was in Kuwait with the Marines. She kept urging me on telling me that I had an incredible voice, a professional voice. I really enjoyed it

There were other people in Glee, obviously, pretty girls who could sing too and they went first and there was a big crowd in the auditorium and it was enthusiastic as all get out for the girls, they sang "Stacy's Mom", Miss Jackson thought it was sexy and told them to work it and then it was our turn and away we went:

"I've been living for the weekend

But no not anymore

Cause here comes that familiar feeling

That Fridays famous for

Yeah, I'm looking for some action

And it's out there somewhere

You can feel the electricity

All in the evening air

And it may just be more of the same

But sometimes you want to go

Where everyone knows your name

So I guess I'll have to wait and see

But I'm gonna let something

Brand new happen to me

And it's alright (it's alright)

It's alright, it's alright, it's alright

Bright lights in the big city

It belongs to us tonight

(Everybody) Tonight

[Verse 2:TEDDY!!]

I've got the magic in me

Every time I touch that track

It turns into gold

Now everybody knows

I've got the magic in me

When I hit the floor

The girls come snapping at me

Now everybody wants some presto

Magic

[Donald (rap)]

These tricks that I'll attempt

Will blow your mind

Pick a verse, any verse

I'll hypnotize you with every line

I'll need a volunteer

How 'bout you

With the eyes

Come on down to the front

And sit right here and don't be shy

So come one, come all

And see the show tonight

Prepare to be astounded

No ghost or poltergeist

You know I'm no Pinocchio

I've never told a lie

They call me Mr. Magic Man

I float on cloud nine

[Teddy!]

I've got the magic in me

(I've got the magic baby)

Every time I touch that track

It turns into gold

(Oh yes, it turns into gold)

Everybody knows I've got the Magic (x9)

(Donald: Come on clap your hands)

Awoooo

I've got the magic in me!

We stopped on a dime and the crowd was silent, then erupted!! Standing ovation, people were yelling Teddy, Teddy, Teddy!!!

One of the glee girls ran up and gave me a huge kiss in front of the whole world, lipstick and tongue and she smelled like lemons, my first kiss and it slowed down and finally she stepped back and everyone I knew could see how she made me feel. Jesus God she was beautiful. Then everyone was on stage and people applauded.

Her name was Betsy and she was holding my hand, she was tall and blond.

I was fucking NOW, I mean right NOW. Then mom and dad were on stage and the twins, dad knew her parents, Lee got in trouble with one of her older brothers. So much noise, people happy and mom hugged me and she said, "Teddy you were incredible!"

For the first time, I said, "Thanks mom! I'd be dead if it weren't for you and I love you with all my heart."

We hugged and were happy crying. What a day, then she was there, smiling at me.

I said, "Mom this is Betsy, she's my girlfriend."

Mom said, looking back and forth between us, "That's what I call a whirlwind romance."

We both blushed. Mom went on, "Well take it slow."

I sort of stammered, "Umm, I, well I've got to, well track, Coach Ledbetter."

Betsy leaned over and gave me a peck on my cheek and said, "Go run, I'll text you."

Stop with the where did that come from comments. It really just happened. It was like blam in my face, my heart beating like a bass drum, not thinking 'bout nothing but those lips and her smell and her neck, oh fuck, when I hugged mom, I had a boner, fuck, fuck, fuck, so embarrassing, Dad will kill me.

The state championships were on me now at the new Husky track and I'd asked Bill and Lee, Dad and Mom to come. Saturday morning at nine in the morning was the five thousand meters and Sunday ten thousand meters at two in the afternoon. On the Friday before it was overcast but a mild seventy degrees.

Saturday morning at eight in the morning it was already seventy five. I caught a ride out to Husky Stadium with one of my team members, Pete Eakins, a pole vaulter.

I stretched, wearing the green and white of the Franklin Quakers. Ran an extremely slow two laps on the extreme outside of the track just to get my blood going. There were ten lanes and nine guys.

They used this beeping loud noise to start us. I was in the middle of the pack, lane five.

By the end of the first lap I was in front but not grinding. By the end of the twelfth lap there was a half a lap between me and the next runner. Just for the hell of it I kicked and ran my ass off through the finish line. I slowed to a trot, then bent over, hands on my hips. Mr. Ledbetter and Pete were there, hugging me and patting me on the back.

The announcer said, "That was Teddy Benedict of Franklin High school at thirteen minutes twenty four point five seconds. That is a new United States High record, eclipsing the old record of thirteen minutes twenty five point eight six seconds set by Daniel Sims of American Form Utah, two years ago. Way to go Teddy!"

There was a local reporter for ESPN Seattle asking me questions that were stupid. I responded that I owed it all to my dad Big Bill and my mom Ginnie, I walked off the track and there was everybody, Dad, Mom, her girls, Bill, Barbara, Lee and Carol, but no Betsy.

Hugs, back pats, I especially hugged dad and told him I loved him and then mom and Bill picked me up on his shoulders and somebody shot that picture and it made it on to the front page of the Seattle Times sports page, both of us grinning.

Bill had gone to the Air Force Academy and got an engineering degree and flew KC-135s Air Force tankers and messed his knee up on landing were the nose wheel collapsed. He got a discharge and never looked back.

Somehow the picture made it to Ashville, North Carolina, where Elaine was living now and we still had a landline with the same number that had been there for thirty years.

Grandma Hazel was finishing up a pork roast and Mom was mixing up some pasta and the phone rang and I picked it up. It hardly ever rang any more.

A woman asked, "May I speak to Teddy?"

"Speaking."

"You have such a deep voice and you're so tall now."

"Who the fuck are you lady, " I asked.

She said, "I'm your mother."

I let out a guffaw and said, "You mean that skank whore named Elaine? Are you running a massage parlor now?"

She hung up.

Mom asked me if I was okay.

I walked over and hugged her and picked her up, she was five foot three and said, "This is the best day of my life Mom and it's all because you didn't quit on me. I love you and Dad with all my heart."

She said, "Put me down you big goof, "she was crying and laughing.

In the morning I was really tired, I went downstairs and turned on the old metal percolator on the electric range and drank some coffee when it was ready, with some milk and two liters of water. I went out for a run and in some runners and Husky sweats, running really slow intervals, eighty five seconds for four hundred meter intervals four of them, which I kept track of on my phone.

My breakfast was fruit and pasta mixed with baked acorn squash and sweet potatoes. More coffee and water.

Pete and I were there by twelve thirty, he drove this deep blue 1969 Plymouth Fury and it had this giant engine, four hundred forty cubic inches, automatic transmission.

On the passenger door there was no nob for the door lock, so I had to push some needle nose pliers down the hole in the door and I could hear the door lock.

He had advanced to the final round for the pole vault which was simultaneous to my event. This was the first time the state had run the ten thousand meters in forty eight years.

I felt very loose and I'd gotten the lactic acid out of my body. There were only eight people in the run. I really loved the old rock band the Clash and I was singing the song Should I stay or should I go as the race started and I was following the same strategy of the long strides I'd used yesterday, there was a guy who was maybe five foot six and he was running a fifty fours at least and he wouldn't hold to that so, I would let him come back to me as the clash was in my sweet spot:

Oh!

Darling, you got to let me know

Should I stay, or should I go?

If you say that you are mine

I'll be here till the end of time

So you got to let me know

Should I stay, or should I go?

It's always tease, tease, tease

You're happy when I'm on my knees

One day it's fine, and next it's black

So if you want me off your back

Well, come on and let me know

Should I stay, or should I go?

Should I stay, or should I go now?

Should I stay, or should I go now?

If I go, there will be trouble

And if I stay, it will be double

So come on and let me know

This indecision's bugging me

If you don't want me, set me free

Exactly whom I'm supposed to be

Don't you know which clothes even fit me?

Come on and let me know

Should I cool it, or should I blow?

Should I stay, or should I go now?

Should I stay, or should I go now?

If I go, there will be trouble

And if I stay, it will be double

So ya gotta let me know

Should I cool it, or should I blow?

Should I stay, or should I go now?

If I go, there will be trouble

And if I stay, it will be double

So ya gotta let me know

Should I stay, or should I go?

Right at the start of the third lap, I was past him and never looked back. I did not waver and won the race and nobody was near me. I was whipped and turned into the infield and saw Pete clear the bar, which was amazing.

The public announcer said that was Teddy Benedict of Franklin High's Quakers at twenty seven minutes and thirty point five seconds obliterating Rudy Chapa's fifty year old record of twenty eight minutes thirty three second record from Hammond, India. Pete Eakins folks also of Franklin High just cleared nineteen feet seven inches to set a new state record and also just ahead of the U.S. high school record, "he paused and said, "makes me proud to be an Alumnus! Go Quakers!"

We had a press event and Pete and Coach Ledbetter were enjoying the moment and I was smiling mostly.

Then one of the reporters asked me, "Teddy, if you had not run the event yesterday, would your time have been different today?"

I said, "I think every race is different. Yesterday I led from the beginning. Today I knew the guy could not sustain jumping out like that, so I had to stay within myself rather than panic and he would come back to me. I didn't kick today and I did yesterday. Long winded answer so probably yes.

Then another local female reporter said, "So both of you are Juniors, any collage plans or commitments?"

Mr. Ledbetter said, "The way it works is that schools cannot directly contact high school students, legally. They must either reach out to me or the student's parents.

In both cases that should change pretty soon."

She asked another question, "Do you handsome young guys have girlfriends?"

Pete pointed over to the blond and he said, "That's Joan right there."

There was no sign of Betsy, so I pretended to be satisfied with Pete's answer as he walked off with Joan and I caught a ride from Coach Ledbetter.

I was fucked up, listen please, I know, I haven't talked to you, but the call from "Elaine" nudged open a door into one of my rooms, stay with me please, you know the rooms in me, the ones I get lost in, got lost in, I just felt tired and everything from NOT NOW, was screaming at me to come and look, I feel so tired, maybe a short nap...