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The Model (C.K) Part 2

I kept my eyes on her and any dudes on the end seats. One thing about being a woman who loves dating women, is knowing how to defend myself and her when necessary. My dad made sure I got to visit Japan a good amount of times growing up. He got me into Judo, Karate, and Aikido. It balances each other out, one being more harmful while the others are a more peaceful resolution.

I've only had to show that side of myself about six or seven times since we've been together. In a lot of cases, my girl defends herself quite well.

I did see a few guys wanting to turn their heads, but over half of them had their girl beside them. I did see two turn their heads. I mean they'd get a better look when she makes her way back. Why embarrass themselves now?

Around fifteen minutes later, I swear I could feel her presence. I lifted up my left hand and she placed a plate of food on my hand. It was a chicken katsu sandwich. I thanked her in Japanese with a bow of my head, making her chuckle. I stood up to give her a kiss on the lips and to let her get to her seat beside me.

"Thank you, baby," I said, adding another kiss on her cheek. "What'd you get for yourself?" I questioned as I saw a bag on her wrist and a dole whip on her palm.

"Pineapple dole whip, a fruit cup with extra pineapple, and some drinks," she winked at me before taking a bite of her dole whip.

"Want a bite?" I offered and she shook her head.

After I finished my food, she handed me a beer can. She took a small sip before giving me the rest. The other two drinks were water bottles, which are always a necessity. At the end of the game, it was eleven to two, it was honestly a great game.

We made our way back up, with Cindy ahead of me. "Bathroom?" I questioned. "Just in case we hit traffic getting out of this," I gestured around.

"True," she agreed and we went to the bathroom together. After we were done, I got a picture of us in front of the mirror, since we were matching today. She wore a white crop top under her jersey, while I wore a white tee. We both also wore jeans and sneakers.

"Anything on the agenda tomorrow?" I asked as I wrapped an arm around her shoulder. She slid her hand around my waist, placing her thumb into my belt hoop. Her eyes pondered in thought as we continued to walk and she shook her head. "Neither do I. But it is raining tomorrow, so I was thinking we should stay in and find some activities to do at home," I suggested and she smirked. "No," I laughed. "I mean yes, but other things to woman," I poked the side of her cheek.

"So..." she began and I hummed in response. I spared her a glance before looking back up so I could guide us through the crowds. "I asked a few of my doctor and nurse friends. If you were to go through the T process, you'd be complete with it between 12 to 18 months, and there are a lot of little factors. Such as acne, your voice, your hair, health issues. Again, I'm one hundred percent behind you, but there are things that will stay at the back of my head everyday."

"How about I make an appointment to meet a few specialists about all of it, process, timeline, and all of the good stuff. Hmm? Cool?" I suggested and she nodded. I kissed the top of her head as we continued to walk.

Within the next week, I had managed to get appointments with specialists and they all thought with how I already am, going on T would be a faster process for me. In most cases, people are done with it within 12 to 18 months, I could be done even before a year.

Since we're still planning our wedding and such, I still want to change all of my needed information to Mister since I'd still be considered a Miss. The doctors then agreed to do a full consultation and whatever else is necessary by next week and I should be good to get it started soon.