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The Girls of Club Cache: Starr Obsession [Part 1]
By Diana Heche
Part 4: The Return
When I opened my eyes - god what time was it? - I nearly laughed
with surprise when I saw her face. I would have known who this
was, even without all the pictures or hearing all the stories,
just from her Baby Bear "who is this sleeping in my bed?" look.
But god she was beautiful, in that very specific South American
way - full lips and a shapely languidly curved body. Her hair was
no longer blond, but a deep raven black adding to this over all
appearance of Latina perfection. - Her eyes, eye that could steal
your soul were a deep lovely brown where they were once the
brilliant blue of a contact lens ... but lovely as they were,
they were also a sad far away brown. I was meeting the last part
of the puzzle in this house in which I had lived for so long. I
was meeting Jazz!
It had been understood that when Jazz returned I would move out
of her room into the tiny guest bedroom in the front of the
house. But as I looked at the three women standing above me, I
knew instantly this had all changed. The good will that I
believed I had been accumulating since my surgeries was not large
enough to pay off the feelings I had been causing since I emerged
fully as Starr. My self-absorption and arrogance was now coming
home to roost. The stern faces told me that they had only been
waiting for a reason to ask me to leave.
I wiped the sleep from my eyes and swung my feet to the floor. My
nightgown flew partially open, but I didn't bother to close it. I
spoke before anyone else had a chance to say anything.
"Hi, Jazz. You probably know who I am by now. I definitely know
who you are. Welcome back. Listen, I've had a hard go of it, and
I was just staying here until you returned,"
I sighed and looked at Darcy and Lena, "I know that you guys
offered the small room to me, but I think four girls under one
roof is a bit much. If you guys give me a couple of days to sort
things out, I'll be on my way." I could at least go out with a
greater amount of class than I had been showing everyone lately.
Lena put up a very halfhearted protest, but everyone knew what
was being left unsaid. I was no longer welcome.
***
I called Linda as soon as I had finished showering. We had been
in fairly constant contact since she had emerged from behind the
scenes two weeks ago. She had told the network executives that I
could not be found, but promised to keep her sources open. They
therefore, left her on the payroll. In the meantime she had
buckled down to doing the job they were actually paying her on
paper to do, become a programming suit. Much of our daily
conversations involved me advising her as to the ins and out of
programming and the network in general, as well as who her allies
and enemies in the company would be.
When she picked up the phone, I explained at length the situation
of Jazz's return, and how I was quite certain I wasn't going to
be here for a great deal longer. She paused long and
contemplatively before asking if I wanted to stay with her. I
didn't have anywhere to go, and it was a solution. I sat and
mulled it over equally long, before answering that we should set
this up for a short-term trial period, then see how it goes.
***
My bags were packed in the hallway and I sat having what I was
quite certain, would be my last cup of coffee at this breakfast
table. Darcy and Lena sat at the table while Jazz stood in the
doorway, nearly out of the room. Her face, as it always was the
last two days of my stay here, completely impassive, yet somehow,
examining.
"I want to be frank here, because I want and value your
friendship. Whether you grant it to me or not, is up to you," I
stirred the coffee, watching it swirl around in the cup, "I'm
sorry that I turned out to be ... such an ass. I've done a lot of
thinking about it lately. I was so absorbed in being the hot club
girl that I put a wedge in our friendship."
Lena, leaned forward on her elbows as she spoke, "It's more than
your being a ... well ... diva. We are used to that. Just look at
Cache. You, Starr were becoming dangerous. It may seem like our
world is all clubbing and drinks - and it is to a degree - but
there are firm limits. And one of those limits is not everyone
gets to know who we are. Especially by having it forced on them
sexually, whether at that point in time they think they want it
or not."
Darcy finished the thought, "It may seem like a perfectly
accepting world when you are moving from t-girl place to t-girl
place. But its not, it can be damn evil. And your carelessness,
your disregard of other people feelings, was bringing that danger
to close to us."
I blushed deeply as I thought about what would have happened if I
would have accidentally unleashed the knife wielding maniac on
one of them by virtue of being with me.
"I understand. Again, I'm sorry. I just wanted to be so much like
you guys - beautiful, desirable, worthy of being around you -
that I went too far ... far too far ..."
We stood up and hugged warmly. Perhaps I could make my way back
into their confidence again. They had done so much for me. I
would definitely try.
***
She laughed as she pushed the inside of my thighs down as I lie
on my back. We had been together enough weeks that laughter could
be part of the sex. "This is what got you in trouble in the first
place isn't it darling?"
Linda placed her hand on the thick rubber dildo and placed it
gently against the outside of my ass. She bent over to give me a
big, long loving kiss, before pushing it inside of me. She let it
slip in bit by bit and pushed her modest size breasts against my
large ample melons. Her hard nipples rubbed against mine in time
to her gentle pumps. I reached around behind her and firmly
grabbed her ass, pulling her toward me so her strap on dildo
slammed deep into me. I purred with pleasure watching her move
back and forth with her hips, causing her hair to fall gently
over her face. I lifted my legs up and wrapped them around her
body as she gave it one more pushed, groaning in orgasm, dripping
vaginal fluid down onto my leg.
She rolled off of me, now lying beside me. She took her
lubricated fingers index and middle fingers, working them in and
out of my ass, even as she spoke to me in casual tones.
"Listen, I've been thinking," she said, "things with me at the
network are going pretty well. They're actually accepting me -
thanks to your behind the scenes advice - as a decent little
executive, despite the real reasons they hired me."
I laughed, even though it felt good, I teased her, "You're
talking to me about work with fingers up my ass?" I felt my hard
on begin to grow.
"No listen. This is serious. I know you've said you miss the job
sometimes, and ... recent events have kept you from enjoying the
party scene as much as you used to."
"And?"
"And - now hear me out - why don't you scrounge up a fake
identity - I know you told me your friends Lena and Marcy -"
"Darcy," I corrected.
"Darcy are experts on hiding the gender switch paper trail."
I grabbed my hard penis, and rolled her onto her side, entering
her wet slit as we spooned. It felt good to have my breasts
pressed against her back.
She moaned appreciatively, and continued to talk. "Why don't you
let me hire you back into the network as my assistant. It would
only be a matter of time before you were back on top, but as an
entirely different person - UH! UH!" she cried out sharply as I
began increasing my rhythm.
I smiled unseen to her. It would be my chance to start over. Get
my head out of the unrealistic hazy world of clubs, parties and
anonymous sex and try to be decent with everyone again, just as I
was a decent person with Linda.
"Maybe. I'll think about it." I said even as I had made up my
mind that I would.
***
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