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Band of Sisters By Julie O Edited By Amelia R. Special thanks to Robert Arnold for his assistance. Chapter 1 I slowly came to, fighting off a feeling of nausea and bewilderment. I wasn't exactly sure where I was, but it looked like some sort of medical facility. I was on my back and when I tried to sit up I discovered that I was strapped down. Glancing to my right I could see an IV coming out of my arm. My mind began to slowly clear and it hit me that something bad had been done to me when I looked to my right to see that my stepmother, Lena was looking back at me. "What...the...fuck...did you do to me?" I croaked as I tried again to sit up. "Don't try and get up, you might hurt yourself. The doctor will be back in shortly," she replied coldly. "He was very pleased with the results." I opened my mouth, but nothing came out as I was too shocked to speak. I reached up and touched my lips and could feel that they were swollen. "The lips were done as a bonus," said Lena. I cautiously lifted my right arm and touched my chest. I immediately pulled my hand back as if I had been shocked. I glared at my step- mother. "How could you?" "Look, when you turn twenty-one you can have them removed...in fact you can do whatever the hell you want, but for now I have legal guardianship over you and will decide what is best," she continued. "What is best? For me or for Lori?" I asked weakly, referring to my stepsister. She smiled slightly. "Why for Lori of course." Chapter 2 I suppose I should give you some background information to better understand what was currently happening in my life. My name is...or was Peter Kensington, currently I am Petra K when I'm on stage, but I'll get to that later. My birth mother died when I was six months old. My dad remarried when I was ten. In addition to getting a new mother, I gained a sister, Lori, who was two years older than me. While I never really warmed up to my stepmother, I immediately hit it off with Lori, as we shared a lot of interests, mainly music. That's partly what got me into my current circumstances. While I had always struggled in school, music came naturally. I can never remember not playing music. By the time I was eight I could play both acoustic and electric guitar. I have a weird talent in that I can listen to a song and immediately pick it up. By the time I was in high school I had also mastered the electric bass guitar, which I preferred to play. Oh, I loved the guitar, but in a group that usually meant singing too, at which I was awful. In most bands, the bass player is in the background, which suited me perfectly. Lori, on the other hand, has a great voice, and the body to go with it. She has a very similar look to Lindsey Lohan, although Lori has jet- black hair. Also Lori is more interested in rock than pop. She enjoyed singing and unfortunately her mom saw this as a chance for stardom. Hey, don't get me wrong, Lori's damn good, but the chances of her, or anyone for that matter, becoming famous are slim. Still, that wouldn't stop her mom who would do anything to make her daughter a star. Anyway, Lori was picked to be the lead singer in an all girl rock band when she was nineteen. They played mostly covers of other band's music, and were fast gaining a fan base in the local bar and clubs. During the summer they played were booked solid thanks to the crowds that hung out at the beach. A major reason for their popularity was the fact that all the girls in the bad were very hot looking. Chloe's the drummer and had short spiky bleach-blonde hair, sort of suburban punk. She also had a great body, which she loved showing off. Jade is the lead guitar player and is a very sexy looking Chinese- American girl. Kiki was born in Yokohama and had moved to the states when she was six. She played bass. All of them were around the same age as Lori. The last member of the band was the oldest woman in the group at thirty-two and she played a variety of instruments ranging from sax to piano. Her name was Sofia, and she had been playing in bands since she was sixteen. She was the one who put the band together, based on musical ability and sex appeal. Sofia was a tall shapely woman with bright blue eyes. I would tell you her hair color, but it changed so often that I don't think she even remembered her original color. It was currently a dark purple. The band was called A Band of Sisters, and it wasn't bad. They played mostly at local clubs throughout the coastal area from Groton to Kittery, but occasionally they opened for more experienced groups in Boston, Providence, and Portsmouth. Even though they were all an all girl group, I sometimes helped them when they practiced. I usually filled in for Jade or Kiki when they couldn't make it due to their classes, as both girls were attending college. Jade was enrolled at URI and Kiki went to Brown. My ability to pick up on songs came in handy and I often found myself helping the girls with the arrangements. They sort of adopted me as an unofficial member of the band. Anyway, I finally graduated high school the previous June, but really didn't do much. I had no intention of going to college, partly out of desire and partly due to my poor grades in high school. I spent most of my time playing music and occasionally working part-time in a music store in Westerly. However, I was currently on a "sabbatical" from the music store and hadn't worked in months. I didn't need the money. Basically, I was biding my time until I turned twenty-one and would get my full inheritance. My dad, a corporate lawyer, had been killed in a car crash when I was ten. There had been a big legal battle and we were awarded a huge settlement. The lawyers had set it up so I couldn't touch my half until I was twenty-one, and then I would get a yearly stipend for the next twenty years. The last time I talked to the lawyers they told me that I would be getting seventy-five thousand a year, after taxes. This was perfect, as it would allow me to play my music and not worry about getting a real job. The only problem was that until I turned twenty-one I was dependent upon my stepmother. Chapter 3 Lena Gordon-Kensington had met my father when they worked on a case together. Lena was a very sought after lawyer herself and was currently a partner in one of the top firms in Providence, Rhode Island. She was a very attractive woman who could have been a model, as she had very classical looks. Lena never dressed down and always looked impeccable. Her personal appearance was also always very neat. She kept her jet- black hair styled short and professional, and her make up always was perfect. Lena knew she was attractive and I heard her telling her friends how she used this to her advantage when it came to her cases. Her first husband had died from cancer, which left her well off financially thanks to the lawsuit she filed. Combined with what my father made, we had a very upscale lifestyle. Together they bought a large house in the suburbs, and that's where I grew up. I guess she loved my dad, and he seemed to be in love with her. They seemed happy enough, but childhood memories can be deceiving. However, she mainly treated me with disinterest, especially after he was killed. Let me explain that she wasn't mean or that she mistreated me, it was just that it was obvious that she only cared about her daughter, Lori. The legal settlement that followed my dad's death gave her full guardianship over me. This wasn't an issue until recently as she pretty much left me alone. Anyway, I was basically counting the days until I turned twenty-one. I still lived at home, but had moved to the guest cottage out back. This allowed me to play my music and not bother anyone. I guess the first thing you would have noticed about me back then was my hair. I can't really remember the last time I had a real haircut. Oh, I got trims every now and then, but for the most part my brunette hair was halfway down my back. The only problem with this was that I was sometimes addressed as a girl. As for the rest of me, I'm five-eight and thin, not skinny, or anything like that. I also have no facial hair of any consequence. I had tried for three years to grow a moustache and after all that time it was barely noticeable. What was more insulting was when I finally shaved it off no one even noticed. Like I said, sometimes I was mistaken for a girl. It really didn't bother me all that much as I sort of got a kick out of how people would get all flustered as they apologized. The only other thing about my looks was that guys occasionally hit on me sexually. I guess you could say that I was open-minded towards trying new things. This was what landed me in my current situation. Chapter 4 It all started two months earlier. I was helping the band practice again, as Kiki was late due to studying and Sofia got a call on her cell phone. She excused herself and talked for nearly thirty minutes before coming back into the room. Kiki arrived while Sofia was on the phone and asked me to help her learn the chords for a new song the band was playing. "I've got good news," Sofia announced as she reentered the room. "That was Mark Long, he's the booking agent for several clubs in Providence, and he's offering us a long term deal. This means steady work and more importantly a steady paycheck." The girls excitedly began to pepper Sofia with questions, which she began to answer. Basically, they would be in a rotation among three clubs. Once a month they would get to open for a big-time performer, usually someone on the way up or the way down. Still, it would give them a lot of exposure. "We'll need to sex it up a bit," stated Sofia. "Musically we're good, but we need something to set us apart and that means we should use our looks even more than we have before." "What do you mean?" asked Kiki nervously. "It means we need to go shopping. Basically, we need to dress very erotic, show lots of skin," explained Sofia. "I have a plan for each person's onstage persona; I think you'll like it." While the others nodded and talked, a frown grew on Kiki's face. "What's wrong?" asked Lori, noticing Kiki's change. "My parents are already giving me a lot of grief over the band and they barely tolerate what I wear now. I don't think they're going to approve," stated Kiki, who was wearing a short skirt and a halter top. "Come on, you're a big girl," said Jade. Kiki shook her head. "They're paying for my tuition. No offense, but this is just something that I do for fun. College is more important to me and there's no way I can afford Brown by myself. I also want to be a doctor. I think you better look for another bass player." There was a lot of discussion and the other members of the band tried to change Kiki's mind, but to no avail. The remaining members of the band watched as Kiki packed up her bass and left. "So what do we do now?" asked Jade, breaking the silence and gloom. "Obviously, we need another bass player," said Sofia. "That won't be easy. Mark is basically hiring us because we're an all girl band." "When do we start?" asked Lori. "Three weeks," replied Sofia. "That's not enough time," said Chloe. "Even if we find someone, there's not enough time to practice. Shit, this sucks! Does anyone know anyone who can play?" No one said a thing. Lori then looked at me. She ran her eyes over me as if she inspected every inch of my body. "I have an idea!" Chapter 5 "Come on, Peter, this could work," stated Lori after she told us her plan. "Look, it wouldn't take much to make you into a girl, you're a much better bass player than Kiki anyway and you know all our songs!" I turned to look at the others, who I expected to see either laughing or sharing back in disbelief at my step-sister's plan. Instead they were all looking at me. Sofia appeared to be inspecting me. "You know, she's right, this could work," said Sofia as she rubbed her chin. "I mean, until we find another bass player." "You can't be serious," I stated. "I am, Peter...or should I say Petra," replied Sofia as she ran her fingers through my hair. "I have a great look in mind for you; of course you'd have to dress fulltime as a girl." "Oooo, I love that name," cooed Chloe. "Yes, but we'd better give her something less obvious for when we're playing. I mean, the last thing we want to is get caught, we'd be the laughing stock of the area," said Lori. "Come on, Petra, this will be fun. I mean you can play fulltime and get paid for it," said Jade. "It would only be until we get another bass player," added Lori. "Besides, it's not like you're doing anything right now. I mean, if it wasn't for playing with us you'd be sitting back in the cottage playing your music with no one to hear it." I thought about it for a moment. "And you'll all keep quiet about this?" They all nodded. "Promise?" They all nodded again. "Okay, I'll do it," I said. Chapter 6 "No peeking!" ordered Sofia. I was sitting in a salon chair getting a new hairstyle and makeover. The woman who was working on me was Sofia's girlfriend, Ava. "You're going to look so hot, no one will suspect that you're a boy," said Ava. I nodded, not knowing what else to do. Ava had been working on me for several hours. She stared by waxing my legs. Next she did my nails, followed by working on my face. Sofia had come up with the idea that each girl in the band would have a distinctive look. Lori would be the soft feminine type, dressing in lace. Chloe would be Punk, which wasn't far from the way she normally dressed. Jade would wear short silk oriental type dresses and high heels. Sofia would be Goth, but sexy. My look would be the leather rock & roll girl. I was currently dressed in a short leather dress, fishnet stockings and thigh-high boots. I wasn't sure what Ava was doing to my hair, but I suspected that it would be wild. Ava had already pierced my ears with several additional piercings. She had also put a stud through my nostril. She told me that they would heal up quickly when removed. I ran my tongue around my mouth as I tried to get used to the stud in my tongue. That one had been Chloe's idea. Looking down at my nails I could see that while they were still relatively short, they were styled and painted a liquid maroon color. It was surprising how feminine my hands now looked. "You know, a tattoo or two wouldn't be bad," said Ava. "Just on the arms, what do you think?" "Maybe later," said Sofia. She ran her hand down my arm and smiled. "We can always use a temporary one and see if you like it." I just nodded. "Okay, let's let Petra see herself," said Ava. They turned me towards the mirror and I gasped. I really looked like a woman now. My hair was now slightly shorter and layered slightly. The color was now a deep crimson color with dark streaks through it. It was a very dramatic look. My eyebrows were very thin and highly arched. "Well?" asked Ava. "I... can't believe this is me," I stammered. "My god, you're hot," said Chloe licking her lips. "I agree," added Lori. "Petra, no one will suspect that you're a guy." "I just though of what we should call her on stage...how about Scarlet?" suggested Jade. "I mean it goes with her hair." "That's perfect!" exclaimed Sofia. "I wonder what Lena is going to say," I said as I stared at myself. I had to admit that I looked like a girl. "She's totally cool about it. I told her what you're doing and she's pleased. In fact, she gave me some money to buy you a whole new wardrobe," said Lori. "Speaking of which, we better go shopping," said Chloe. "This outfit is great for performing, but I doubt you'll want to dress like this all the time." Chapter 7 I was dressed more mainstream by the time we arrived home in a short leather skirt and black sleeveless top. To my surprise Lena was waiting for us as we unloaded the car with my new wardrobe. She didn't even wait for us to get inside before commenting. "Very impressive, I would never have guessed you were a boy...Petra," she said with a sly smile. Her dark brown eyes studied every inch of my body. "It's only until the band gets a new bass player," I replied. Ignoring me, she turned to Lori. "I think it would be best if your 'cousin' took the guest room next to yours for now. Since this is supposed to be a secret, it wouldn't be smart to have her staying in your brother's cottage." I was about to argue, when Lori spoke first. "That makes sense. Also this will allow me to help you with your hair and makeup," said Lori as she turned towards me. "Exactly! Oh, I took the liberty of telling some of our neighbors that Peter is spending the next few months out in California and that your cousin Petra will be staying with us," explained Lena. We carried my new wardrobe upstairs and into the guest bedroom. "Sofia, how long do you think it will take for you to get a new player?" I asked as we began to unpack my things. "It could take a few months. Kiki was one of the few decent players I knew of in the area," she replied. "Even if we get someone quickly, she'll still have to learn the sets," added Jade. I nodded. It was becoming obvious that I would be Petra for a while. Chapter 8 The next few weeks flew by while we got ready for our shows. The rest of the band seemed very pleased with my playing. Sofia said it seemed to give us more of a harder edge than before. In addition to playing covers of other bands, we began to practice some original songs written by Sofia. While Lori was the lead singer, it was Sofia's band and she shaped us into her image. Her years of experience playing with other bands were paying off, as she didn't seem to miss anything. By the time of our first show we were really playing and performing well. Lori was very helpful in my adjustment to living as a woman. In fact, all the girls in the group were very cool. I was surprised how quickly I learned to do my own makeup. I also got used to wearing women's clothes. What really helped was the fact that I was kept busy. Sofia had us practicing often and by the time we had our first real show we had worked most of the bugs out of our performance. When we played, I felt really free and at ease. No one recognized me and I was accepted as Petra. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Now, the agent who hired us was quite a character. His personality was very outgoing and I liked him immediately. Mark Long was a large, somewhat chunky looking man in his early forties. He had long prematurely graying hair and a full neat beard. According to Sofia, Mark was a veteran of the New England rock scene for over twenty years. He had initially played drums in a garage band, but moved to being a soundman. Later he managed a few clubs, and several bands. Eventually he became a fulltime agent. While he never reached the big time, he was well respected and had lots of connections. He told Sofia that if we gained a following he might get us to open for some big groups. Sofia had known him for years and as a favor he agreed to work our soundboard until we found someone else. Because of this Sofia, with my approval, let him in the truth about me. He said that as long as I maintained a feminine appearance he didn't care. After our last practice, he came up to me and told me that if rumors got out that I was transgendered it could increase our following. "What do you mean?" I asked. "The clubs you'll be playing in have a mixed bag of followers. We get a lot of LGBT people at our shows," he said. "Well, for now, let's not make this a promotion, okay?" I asked. "Sure thing, babe. Don't take this the wrong way, but with your looks you're not going to blend in. I mean that the good way.... you're a very hot looking woman. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if you gain quite a following." I ignored the babe comment. "You're kidding, right?" He shook his head. "Babe, you're not only a damn good bass player, but you've got real sex appeal. Don't get me wrong, Lori is definitely the best looking in the band and she'll bring them in in droves, but you'll also get attention. Hell, I know the truth and I still find you sexy." "You're kidding," I replied. He shook his head. "Don't worry, I'll be strictly professional with you, but I have to admit that you've caught my eye. If this wasn't business, and the fact that you're half my age, I would have asked you out by now." I don't know what bothered me more about this, the fact that Mark was attracted to me, or that it excited me. Chapter 9 The first show went off with only a few minor glitches. Jade's amp shorted out for a few seconds, and Lori's microphone went dead for a moment. We were all a little nervous, but the crowd in the club didn't seem to notice. Just as Mark said, Lori was getting he majority of the attention. Yes, she had a great voice, but it was her looks that most of the guys seemed interested in. I was caught off guard by the cheering that I got when we were introduced during the show. The guys in the club really though I was a girl! Granted, my outfit was a short leather skirt and high heel boots, which greatly helped my appearance. Mark commented that the only thing that would have been better was if I had real boobs to show off. Yes, he was a pig, but no one in the band took him seriously. After the show the owner of he club came up and congratulated us. He said that if we could put on similar shows that he would reward us generously. While I had just turned twenty, I was served a beer after the show, no one even bothered to check my ID. Lori told me that I looked older than my real age and not to worry about it and to enjoy it as one of the perks of being in the band. Sofia congratulated me personally after the show. "I know you must be nervous, but it didn't show. I really want to thank you for saving the band," she said before kissing me. Jade and Chloe followed her example. Lori and I just hugged. Yeah, I know we're not really related, but it didn't feel right to kiss. "Girls, you keep this up and we're going to get some attention," stated Mark. "You mean a real recording contract?" asked Chloe. "Maybe," said Mark. "In the meantime I have a partial solution." He had arranged for us to work in a studio of a friend to make some CDs that we could sell at the shows. They weren't very good, but they were better than nothing and they did sell. It might have been that picture of us in our stage outfits on the liner notes. I saw Lori's eyes light up when he said this. I knew it was her goal to get a recording contract. It was also the goal of Lena. Before I had joined the band, Lori had confided with me that she planned to use the band to give her an opportunity to move to a solo career. Sofia and the others seemed to be aware of this and actually tolerated it. However, on the way home, Lori told me that she thought that the band could actually make it. "I had my doubts before, but we're starting to sound really good," she said. "I know you don't want to hear this, but I hope we don't get another bass player anytime soon." I was shocked by what she said. "Look, I enjoy helping, but this isn't my lifelong goal to be a woman. If he band moves beyond playing local places you'll need a real woman. I mean what will happen if everyone finds out? Yeah, I know what Mark has said, but there's a huge difference between playing clubs and being a real touring band." "I know," she replied. "But it would be fun to tour with you." Chapter 10 By the end of our first month we had gained a regular following. The club owners were pleased that we were selling out the venues. We had added several of Sofia's songs to our sets and the crowds seemed to like them. Mark told us that good things were coming down the road. Not only was Mark managing us, but he also took over the audio board fulltime after the last guy was too stoned and couldn't work. Mark took this part of his job seriously and I had to admit that he was damn good. I had gotten used to being a woman fulltime. I was also getting pretty good at doing my own makeup. If anyone suspected that I was really a guy, they never said a word to me or anyone else I knew. To the world I was Petra Kensington or Scarlet on stage. By the way, I hated my stage name; it made me sound like I was a stripper. Lena was very pleased with the way things were going for the band...or rather for Lori. She told Mark that if the band needed anything to call her. Looking back, I guess I should have suspected that Lena was up to something. Since I became Petra, she had been very nice to me. At first I just thought she was happy to have another female in the house. I've never been a very suspicious person and I didn't suspect that anything was going on until it was too late. The first sign I had that something was happening seemed innocent enough. My nipples were becoming sensitive and slightly swollen. I shrugged this off as an effect of having to wear breast pads and a bra all the time. I had also lost around ten pounds since I became Petra. Part of this was planned as the outfits that Sofia picked out for me where sometimes too tight. But I started to notice that I was losing muscle too. I didn't say anything to anyone, thinking it was all in my mind. Lena had helped with my weight loss by providing me with special diet protein shakes. She started doing this when she overheard Lori talking to me about dropping a few pounds. By now I was fully accepted as a woman by the people we played for. One of the effects of this was that I constantly had to turn down men who asked me for dates. In a way I was flattered that they thought I was really a woman, although at times I was tempted to take them up on the offers. However that was too risky, if they found out that I was a guy it could get dangerous. It was strange, while I still considered myself a guy; I was becoming very comfortable as a woman. I liked the fact that I was playing music for a living and was very good at it. By now the others also accepted me as a member of the band. They even started adding songs that I suggested. We soon had several Warren Zevon songs as part of shows, much to my personal delight. Chapter 11 "Good news everyone," announced Mark. He then proceeded to tell us that a top female rock singer had heard us play and wanted us to open for them for eight shows. Stacy Black was a singer in the mold of Pink and had several best selling CDs. This was a major break for the band. She liked to have local bands open for her and several had gone on to get tours of their own. "This is the break we've been hoping for!" exclaimed Sofia. "How did you manage this?" "Stacy's a local girl originally from Westerly. I knew her years ago before she became a star when she was playing in bars down around Misquamicut Beach. I also know that she likes to use local bands to open for her, so I told her about Band of Sisters," explained Mark. "She was at our last three shows to listen to you play." "And you knew?" I asked. He nodded. "And you didn't tell us?" asked Lori. Mark grinned. "Hey, I didn't want you to be nervous. It worked! She really loved the way you sound." "This is so cool," added Jade as she began to high-five the rest of us. "Before we get too excited, there's something I need to discuss before you all agree," continued Mark. "She gave me glowing reports on all of you. Then she asked if the band was set in terms of who is in it. I mentioned that Petra was only in the band until you got someone else. Stacy then said that she didn't want any changes. If anyone left, the deal was off." "No problem," I stated immediately before anyone could say a word. This was a big break and there was no way I would cost the others their shot. "I mean when are the dates?" Mark sighed. "That's the other problem; the first two dates are in two weeks. No problem there as you're ready. Then, she's taking her band to Europe for three months. The other six dates are when she gets back. It's all or nothing." The others in the band all looked at me in silence. They didn't need to say a word and I could easily read their thoughts. This was a once in a lifetime shot. Even if the band didn't last, this could be the start of contacts for them. If I pulled out they might not get another shot. "Okay, I'll do it," I said. "I mean, we've being trying for weeks to get another bass player with no luck. Once the word gets out that we're opening for Stacy, we'll be overrun with applicants," I announced. "I mean this is a big deal. So you can count me in." "You mean that?" asked Lori. I nodded. "I wouldn't let you all down. Besides, what are a few more months as a girl?" I was immediately hugged by the rest of the band. Chapter 12 "This is a great opportunity for you, Lori," said Lena over breakfast. "It's not just for me, Mom. The whole band is going to benefit from this," said Lori. She was getting annoyed with Lena's attitude towards her career and how little her mother seemed to care about the rest of the band. "I know that, dear," said Lena. "But as the lead singer this could be your chance to be discovered." "We owe it all to Petra," said Lori looking over at me. Lena nodded. "Yes, that was very generous of you, Petra. So that means the earliest you could return to being a boy isn't for what, three or four months from now?" "That's right," I replied as I sipped my shake. "I think you should stay in this role for a while after the second group of concerts with...what's her name...Stacy?" "Why, Mom?" asked Lori. "Well, if you make a positive impact on Stacy, then she might call you all back. I just think that what's the harm in spending a few extra months as a woman? Don't you agree, Petra?" asked Lena. "I suppose," I replied. Lena smiled back as if she knew something I didn't. Chapter 13 The first concert was in Boston and we all were nervous. Thankfully, Stacy was very cool and made us feel all at ease. "What's the largest group you've played in front of, Lori?" asked the tall woman with short violet colored hair. She was wearing a low cut black top that showed off her ample breasts. Her bare arms displayed several intricate tattoos. "Maybe two thousand, Stacy," Lori replied. "That's what Mark said anyway." "Well, the arena will be holding fifteen thousand tonight," said Stacy. "Don't worry about it, as you won't be able to see them anyway due to the lighting." We all laughed. As we finished our practice set, Stacy came up to me after everyone else left. I was packing up my gear. "Who taught you to play, Petra...or is it Scarlet?" "You can call me Petra, I prefer it to that stupid stage name anyway," I replied. "Stage names can be helpful as they keep the freaks from calling you at home," said Stacy. I smiled back. "That's what Sofia said. Anyway, I sort of taught myself. I can hear a song and just know how to play it." Stacy nodded. "Can you read music?" I shook my head. "Not too well. I mean I know the basics, but I mainly play by ear." "That's the way I was when I started playing," she replied. "But I taught myself to read music. Trust me; it will make you a more rounded musician." I cocked my head. I couldn't ever remember her playing anything in her concerts or videos. "What do you play?" "Piano," she replied. "I still play for fun, but nothing good enough to put in the show." I nodded again. "So why do you want to quit the band?" she asked. "Watching you play it's obvious you love it." "It's a long story," I said. Stacy glanced around and then leaned over. "Is it because you're transgendered?" she whispered. "Don't worry; it doesn't matter to me." My eyes opened up wide. "How...how did...how do you know?" "I've known a few t-girls over the years. One thing that gave it away to me was that as I watched you play, I noticed that while you have a great body, you always wear high tops, both today and the night I saw you in Providence. All the others in the band show more cleavage than a FOX TV show, yet you don't." I told her about why I was with the band. "That's incredible, Petra...and very generous of you. I doubt many guys would have done the same thing." "It hasn't been so bad. I mean, I mostly play and practice, I really don't do much else." "So do you consider yourself transgendered?" she asked softly. "I mean you're a beautiful woman, and I doubt if anyone else suspects what's between your legs." "To be honest, I'm not sure anymore," I replied. "I love playing in the band, and I'm accepted, but I could also go back to being Peter." Stacy smiled. "Don't rush into anything. While I understand what's going on now, I do expect you to hold up your side of the bargain. If you aren't with the group when we get back from Europe the deal is off." I nodded again. "Don't worry about me." "Good. While your sister is obviously the star of your band, I think you're the glue that holds it all together musically. You seem so free and easy when you're playing. Your confidence helps the others." "Coming from someone like you that's quite a compliment, thank you," I replied. "Well, I mean it. You know, I think the fact that you're in a different role allows you to be so open and free on the stage. I mean, it's like you're playing a role." "It was that way at first, but I've been doing this for several months now. To be honest, I forget sometimes who I am," I replied. "I know the feeling. Don't get me wrong, I love performing, but I have trouble separating my stage persona from real life," said Stacy. She then looked at her watch. "Time to get ready. Good luck and have fun." Chapter 14 I took Stacy's advice and passed it on to the others. We went out and played as relaxed as we could considering the stakes. The crowd was great and was very supportive. I later found out that we had a lot of local fans in the audience. After we played we watched Stacy and her band play. It was a rare opportunity to watch a true professional at work. I could tell that everyone was making mental notes as we watched our counterparts play. After the show Stacy invited us to their post-concert party. I tracked down their bass player; a guy named Stu and asked him about some of the riffs he had played. Stu was originally from England, but had spent the last ten years living in Seattle. He was pretty cool and gave me some good advice, while at the same time trying to proposition me. I politely turned him down and he shrugged his shoulders. "Nothing ventured, nothing gained," he said. I later ran into Stacy. "I caught the end of your set, you played great," she said. "We try. Thanks again for the opportunity," I replied. "No problem. What did you think of our show?" "Tight," I replied. "Your band really seems to know what everyone else is doing. I mean, when the lead guitar player broke two strings the others stepped in seamlessly." Stacy laughed. "That's just part of what happens every night. It's always something." I really liked her, and I didn't mean in a sexual way, although she was really hot looking. For someone who was a big performer, she was really down to earth. Chapter 15 The swelling in my nipples seemed to getting worse and it made wearing my bra and pads uncomfortable. I told Sofia about it. "Do you mind if I see?" she asked. I showed her and she shook her head in disbelief. "That's strange, Petra. It almost looks like you're a young girl undergoing puberty. Well, the bra being too tight might cause it. Let's go get you a larger one and some new pads." We were in Providence and we went to a store that Sofia shopped at often. The salesgirl was an old friend of Sofia. Sally measured me and had me try on a larger bra, which did feel better. "You know, if I didn't know better I would say that you're taking hormones," said Sally. I shook my head. "Sorry." "Then you might want to see a doctor. It could be a reaction of some kind," said Sally. I nodded. "We have a break coming soon and I'll do it then." Sofia and Mark had arranged for us to have three weeks off. Personally, I would have preferred to keep playing, but Jade requested the time off for college finals. Chapter 16 The second show was better than the first. We knew what to expect and the fact that we were playing in Providence put us at ease. As with the Boston show, we all watched Stacy's show after our set was over. I had a notebook this time and busily scribbled down notes as I watched them play. We were a good band for the venues we normally played, but after watching Stacy's band play, I realized that we had a long way to go, but at least we were headed in the right direction. In some ways I was almost relived that Stacy's offer was forcing me to stay in the band a little longer than I had planned. I loved playing and also enjoyed being part of something that appeared to be going places. When the concert was over, Stacy took us all aside and talked to us. The first thing she did was to thank us for working with her. Next, she gave us come constructive criticism on how to improve our band. "I'm looking forward to seeing you all again in a few months," she said. "Oh, Petra, do you have a moment?" I nodded and we walked to the now empty stage. She handed me a piece of paper that had several lists of songs on it. "I think these are some songs that would work with your group. I didn't want to look like I was telling you all what to do and I figure that the others will listen to you," she said. I scanned the list and noticed that several of the songs were ones done by Stacy. "Thanks," I replied. "Have a great time in Europe." "It'll mostly be work, but I scheduled some free time. You take care, okay?" We then hugged goodbye. Chapter 17 "Mom's starting to worry me," confessed Lori as we drove home the next day. Lena had been worrying me for a long time, but I held my tongue and didn't say anything sarcastic. "What do you mean?" "Well, she's really concerned...no, make that obsessed with the idea that you might leave the group before our next concerts with Stacy." "I told everyone that I'm not leaving, isn't that good enough for her?" "I don't know. She has never really accepted you as family. I know it hasn't been easy for you since Dad died. Yeah, I've noticed how she's treated you and I'm sorry." "It's not your fault," I said. "I know, but you could blame me," she replied. "Lori, I've always liked you. I feel sorry for you sometimes. I mean she has such big plans for you," I said. "I just want to play music. I could care less about being a star. Mom keeps asking me when I'm going solo. Petra, I love the band. I don't want to be by myself." "I know that and so does everyone else in the band," I replied. She glanced over at me and then back at the road. "You're too good to believe. I mean I was the one who suggested that you dress up as a girl. You should hate me." "Don't sweat it. I mean I got to meet Stacy Black because of your idea." Lori laughed. "Are you going to be okay?" Lori was flying to LA for a week with Sofia. "Sure, why wouldn't I?" "Are you going to see the doctor? Sofia told me what happened. You know, we're siblings or sisters or something like that, you can trust me." "I didn't want you to worry. I'll think about it, especially if it gets worse." These were some famous last words. Chapter 18 The day after Lori left for LA I was having breakfast with Lena. "You got a great write up in the local paper," she said. I nodded as I drank my shake. "It looks like the band is on the way up," she continued. I set the glass down. "Look, you don't have to worry. I promised everyone that I would stay in the group until after the concerts with Stacy. I'll stay until they get a good bass player to replace me and I'll help train her. Is that good enough for you?" "Of course it is, Petra. I know that it sometimes appears that I only care about Lori, but I care about you too. Speaking of which, Lori was worried about you. She said that you might have some allergic reaction to your breast pads, is that right?" "There's some swelling," I replied. I was a little annoyed that Stacy had told Lena about my problem. "Well, I took the liberty of making you an appointment, just to make sure." "Um, thanks," I replied. She looked at her watch. "The appointment is at ten." Chapter 19 I was a little nervous about the appointment. I mean, I was a guy dressed as a girl. What if the swelling was something serious? I had to admit that I paid little attention to where we went. I just wanted to get the appointment over as quick as possible. We were the first ones there and were taken right back to the examination room. The nurse handed me a gown and told me to change into it. I did as I was told and waited with Lena until the doctor arrived. The doctor came in and started up a conversation with Lena. It was obvious that they knew each other. It must have been professional as he was not an attractive man, and especially not the type of man Lena liked. He was slightly overweight and had a cheesy looking comb over that wasn't fooling anyone. His name was Dr. Freiberg and he seemed more interested in Lena than me. I was a little surprised that the nurse came back in with him. I know that a female nurse is sometimes required when a male doctor examines a woman, but he had to know my real gender. "Okay, Petra, let me examine your chest," he said. I opened up the gown and he ran his hands over my chest. He nodded and turned to Lena. "How long have you been giving her the solution?" "Several months now," replied Lena. I glanced over at Lena and wondered what she was talking about. "Very nice development," he said as he felt my chest. "She's progressing ahead of schedule. I'm very pleased." "What are you talking about?" I demanded. Dr. Freiberg smiled at me. "My dear girl, you've been on a new form of female hormonal treatment that I invented. The swelling you're noticing is your breast development." "What?" I exclaimed. "Oh, the breast growth is just part of what's happening, your skin is becoming softer, you're losing muscle mass, and your body fat is redistributing. I would say that you should have quite a nice feminine figure over time," he continued. "The formula you are on works much faster than conventional treatments." "You've got to be kidding!" I exclaimed. "Your nipples will also become more sensitive, I've been told this is one of the nicer side effects of the treatments," he said. Ignoring the doctor, I looked over at Lena. "Did you do this to me?" "Yes, Petra I did," she replied. "Why?" I begged. "Think about it, dear, the band is Lori's shot at stardom and the band needs you...as a female," she continued. "This way you don't have to leave." "This isn't legal, I'm leaving!" I shouted and started to get off the examination table. Dr. Freiberg immediately grabbed me firmly and held me in place. I struggled, but he was too strong for me and I couldn't break free. I started to scream when I felt the nurse wipe a swab of alcohol on my arm and then immediately insert a needle. It was the last thing I remembered until waking up in the recovery room. Chapter 20 So, back to where I started telling you my story. Dr. Freiberg came into the room and checked to see how I was feeling. "You bastard, how could you do this to me," I uttered as I came out of my stupor. "They'll take your license when I tell the authorities." He just laughed. "Petra, it's all legal, as your guardian I approved all the procedures that were done on you," said Lena. "What kind of a doctor just gives someone breast implants without at least talking to them first?" I asked. "The kind that owes me a huge favor," continued Lena with a snicker. I looked at the doctor who shrugged his shoulders. "Your mother cut me a break in a recent legal misunderstanding. To show my gratitude I volunteered to work on you." "She's NOT my mother!" I exclaimed as I tried to get up again. "Please don't struggle, you need to rest," he said. "I performed several procedures on you." He was right as I was again feeling fatigued. It then hit me. Did he just say several procedures? "What...what else did you do to me?" Dr. Freiberg looked at Lena, who nodded. "I'll tell her, doctor, after all, it was my idea." I glared at Lena, as a feeling of dread filled the pit of my stomach. "Tell me what? What else did he do to me...besides give me breasts?" "He performed an orchiectomy on you," she stated in a very matter-of- fact way. "A what?" I asked as I searched my mind for the definition. "It means he castrated you. Your tesicles have been removed and thus your body will no longer be producing that nasty testosterone. The female hormones you are on will now have a greater effect on your body. Combined with the paperwork I've submitted, you are now legally a woman. So Petra, you no longer have an excuse to leave the group." I gasped. "You castrated me?" "It just sped up the process, Petra. The hormones you are on would have chemically castrated you in a few more months anyway. I just had the good doctor speed up the process. It was such good fortune that your band is on break," said Lena. "Besides, you weren't much of a male anyway." Before I could reply, the doctor began to talk. "You should be well enough to start playing again in less than two weeks," he interjected. "I used some very new procedures that will minimize your down time. The other plus is that the scars are very tiny, in time they won't even be noticeable. Of course you'll need to stay on the hormones from now on...basically for the rest of your life. I've taken the liberty of providing Lena with a large supply. When you run out you can shift to Premarin." This was worse than any nightmare I had ever had. I felt waves of panic growing, but I held it in as I didn't want to give Lena any pleasure. "Was Lori in on this?" I asked as I fought back tears. Lena shook her head. "No, this was entirely my plan. Look, what is done is done; there is no reversing it. Life will be much easier for you if you just accept that you are now legally Petra Kensington and that you are female. In time we can finish the surgery so that you'll be completely female, although there's not much maleness left to you." A small smirk appeared on her face. "Fuck you," I said as I glared at her. "That's it, let your anger out, but keep in mind, I'm still your guardian. When you turn twenty-one you can do whatever you want, but in the meantime you will play by my rules. Changing your name and gender was very easy; imagine what I can do to you if I put my mind to it." "I can call always the police," I threatened. "I doubt they will find what you did was legal." She laughed. "No you won't. Think what it will mean to Lori and the band? You can hate me, but you can't hurt me without hurting them," countered Lena. She was right. I was totally fucked. "Besides, I covered my tracks and have plenty of documentation that you wanted this. The good doctor has the records to prove it, in addition to the legal paperwork I submitted. You have a very easy signature to forge; I doubt anyone could tell the difference." "How can you sleep at night?" I asked. "Very easily, Petra, I don't feel any guilt over what I have done," she replied calmly. "How do I explain to the others...what has happened to me?" I asked. "Tell them what you want, I suspect you will anyway, but remember you can't expose what I did without hurting the others. I can also hurt them too, you'd be surprised the skeletons that they have in their closets." I nodded. For the time being she had won, but I would get my revenge somehow. Chapter 21 I stayed in the loving care of Dr. "Freak-berg" for three more days before going home. At least he was right about the surgery, as I recovered very quickly and with little discomfort, all things considered. It was strange feeling the new weight on my chest. My bra size was now 34-D for real. He said that it was very likely that I could gain one or two cups sizes over the next three to six months. I looked at my face and ran my fingers across my lips. They were now thicker and almost pouty in appearance. It really made my face appear more feminine. Dr Freak-berg told me that I could expect to see additional changes in my looks, thanks to the hormones and the fact that I no longer was producing testosterone. He said my overall looks would continue to soften. I also overheard him tell Lena that I would gradually become more accepting of my situation and if she pressed the point, more compliant, possibly even submissive. That truly scared me, as the last thing I wanted was to be dominated by Lena. From strictly a health point, I would continue to take the hormones in a liquid form in the shakes. It was the easiest way to take them. I was wary about them as I wondered if there was something in them besides hormones, but for now I had no choice. With each passing day I accepted that I was now, for all practical purposes, a woman. Lena was right about that. That fight was lost, and I knew I had to look to my future, as Petra. The only reminder of my old life was a small, limp penis. Dr Freak-berg told me that I there was the possibility that I could still have erections, but that overall I would have a much-reduced sexual drive. He said if I had sexual reassignment surgery, and had a vagina constructed, that I could achieve orgasms. This didn't make me feel any better. When I returned home I told Lena that I wanted to move back to the cottage. I couldn't stand living in the same house with her. To my surprise she didn't argue. Upon entering the cottage I could see why she was so agreeable. She had the cottage redecorated so it was more appropriate for a woman. The furniture had been replaced, and the walls were now painted a soft lavender. The bed was now a very feminine canopy bed. My rock posters had also been replaced with landscapes and portraits of flowers. All my male clothes were gone too. She had erased the last pieces of my male life. "What do you think? This is much nicer for a young woman," she stated, with a tone of arrogance. "You won, you don't have to rub it in," I replied meekly. "That was never in doubt, dear, the strong always control the weak. Oh, I took the liberty of getting this for you," she stated as she handed me an envelope. I opened it and looked inside. "How did you manage this?" I asked as I took the card out. "I have a client who has access to the DMV," she replied. It was a Rhode Island driver's license that stated my name as Petra and my gender as female. "I'll soon have your new birth certificate and social security card. In a few more months Peter will be just a fond memory...at least in legal terms," she continued. "You killed him," I said softly. "I'd prefer to think that I've given birth to you, Petra. Now, while I don't mind you living out here, I do expect you to eat all you meals with me," she said. "I need to ensure that you take your hormones. Now that you have been...altered...you need to take your hormones regularly." I just nodded. "Don't worry, everything will be out in the open now," she said, as if that would make a difference to me. "Fine...what else can you do to me?" I muttered as she left. Chapter 22 Lori came home the next day. She tracked me down in the cottage. "What's going on? Mom said that you moved back out here," she said as she entered the cottage. She looked around at the new d?cor. "Whoa, what happened in here?" I didn't answer at first; instead I just stood up slowly and opened my top to expose my breasts. Lori stared back in disbelief. She slowly walked closer. "What...what did you do?" I shook my head. "I didn't do anything... Lena did this to me." I sat down on the small couch and closed my top. I then told her what had happened in the past week. A horrified look appeared on my sister's face. "My god...I can't believe it!" She sat down next to me and slipped her arm around me. "Don't you believe me? Do you want me to show you the rest?" I replied, as my voice began to crack. "I...I didn't mean that, Petra...oh dear god I'm so sorry!" she exclaimed. "Um, is it okay to hug you?" I tried to answer, but could just nod as I stared to cry. Thankfully Lori didn't wait for me to compose myself and she hugged me. Now, I had cried a few times since Lena violated me, but I had fought back letting go. When Lori hugged me I broke down and starting sobbing. Lori didn't say a word. She just hugged me as comforted me. I mean, what could she say? I suspect that she was in shock by seeing what sort of things her mother was capable of. Chapter 23 "So what now?" asked Lori as she handed me a cold wet washcloth. "I move on," I said as I placed it against my face. It felt so nice. "You don't mean you're still going to stay in the band?" I continued to wipe my face with the cloth. "Yes. Look, Lori, the band is all I have now. If I quit, I'll go crazy." I then told her what would happen if I exposed Lena. "Don't do this for me," she said as she shook her head. "It isn't just for you. It's for Jade, Chloe, Sofia, Mark, and for me. I have nothing else now. So let's make the band as good as we can. When the time is right, I'll get back at Lena. I need to think of a way to get her, without hurting anyone else. She said that she had dirt on everyone, and I wouldn't put anything past her now." "Well, I'm with you," said Lori. She looked around the cottage. "This is big enough for two people, don't you think?" "What do you mean?" "There's no way I'm leaving you alone and there's no way I'm living in the same house with HER. She won't say a thing as she'll think that it will be a passing phase. She underestimates me. When you turn twenty-one we'll move out together, okay?" "Thanks," I replied. "You turn twenty-one in less than a year, we can survive until then," she said. Chapter 24 The rest of the band was both shocked and equally supportive of me. "If you want to turn that bitch in to the cops, don't worry about us, I'm proud of all my past misdeeds," stated Chloe. "Hell, doesn't she know that having a reputation is an asset in rock and roll." "I have to agree with her, Petra. You don't have to be a martyr for us," added Sofia. I shook my head. "I plan on getting back at her, but if I go to the authorities they might not believe me. I mean, she'll point out that I've been dressing as a woman for months. She'll also say, and rightfully so, she had nothing to do with the idea for me to play as Petra." "So what are you going to do?" asked Jade. "I don't know yet," I replied. "I just know that I'm going to need your help to get through this." "Well, from now on, you're just not Lori's little sister now, Petra, consider us all your older sisters," said Sofia. "I agree with Sofia," said Jade. "Count me in," said Chloe. "Of course that also means we want in on your revenge plans." I looked at them. "Are you sure?" They all nodded. "Petra, not to make light of what has happened to you, but this is truly a band of sisters now, and we're all in it together," said Lori. I felt my emotions building up and all I could do was start crying as we hugged. Chapter 25 Mark was also furious with Lena when we told him what she had done to me. In fact, he was all for turning her into the cops. We convinced him to wait. "Trust me, I'll think of something appropriate," I promised. "It's just not right, Petra. You didn't deserve this," he stated angrily. "You're such a sweet person." It was the nicest thing that he had ever said and I hugged him for it. So, we went back to playing. It felt great to back on the stage again. Sofia and the others helped pick out a new wardrobe for me. While I tried to keep my breasts covered up off stage, I had no problem wearing more revealing things while I played. Like it or not, this was my life now and I might as well make the most of it. Our popularity continued to grow, thanks in part to the publicity of opening for Stacy. We also began to play more and more original songs. I even helped Sofia by writing the music for some of her lyrics. Okay, I didn't write them, instead I just played them and Chloe and Sofia put them down on paper. Still I was given credit and keeping busy kept my sanity. Off the stage I was on an emotional roller coaster. I had periods of elation alternating with depression. I don't think I could have survived without my sisters. The worst times were when I was alone. That's when the pain and anger came. I started drinking to ease the anger and pain. I sometimes smoked some weed too. I never had any trouble getting what I wanted. I also didn't worry as I only did it when I was alone. I also dropped the stage name. It seemed rather pointless since I was now officially Petra Kensington. In fact I used the name Petra K on stage. Mark was able to get us into the studio again and we were able to produce a decent CD that we could sell at our shows. Meanwhile I was counting the days until Stacy returned. I hadn't yet told her what happened to me, as I wanted to do it in person. As for Lena, I kept my promise and ate breakfast with her, although I refused to speak to her. She didn't seem to mind as she figured that she had won. Chapter 26 I was so happy to see Stacy again. She had flown back to catch one of our shows and had snuck in wearing a long black wig. Of course I told her what had happened and like the others she was very supportive. "I know how it feels to be betrayed," she told me later that evening when we were alone. "My step-father sexually abused me." "I'm so sorry," I replied. "In many ways, Lena did the same thing to you," she continued. "What did you do?" "I was twelve at the time and thought no one would believe me. That's when I threw myself into my music to get away from him. He was later caught trying the same thing on my younger sister. Thankfully I was able to get proof. I was sixteen at the time." "Where is he now?" "Prison," she replied. "I hope he rots there. So how do you plan on getting your revenge?" "I'm not totally sure yet, but I'm working on an idea, but I'm still working the details out in my mind." "Let me know if I can help," she said. "Thanks," I replied softly. "Now, tell me how you are handling all this...and don't bullshit me," said Stacy. "I do okay when I'm performing or practicing with the band. It's when I'm alone and have time to think that it hits me. I mean she stole my gender," I replied. "Are you self-medicating?" she asked. "Be honest, Petra." I nodded. "Nothing serious, just some wine...or sometimes some vodka... or whiskey... or a little dope...sometimes all of the above." She shook her head. "I've been there, Petra, it doesn't help." "It takes away the pain," I said. "But it doesn't last," she countered. "It doesn't have any affect on my playing," I said. "That's what I used to say." "I only do it when I'm alone," I continued. "That's what I used to say." "It's not like I'm going to shift to anything harder," I explained, almost as if I was trying to convince her...and convince myself. "I said the same things...before I shifted to painkillers and harder things," she said. "It only makes things worse. Petra, when you hurt too bad, call me and we'll talk. I also think you should see a therapist." "You think so?" I asked softly as I wiped away a tear. Stacy nodded. "You're what, twenty?" I nodded. "And a few months." Stacy smiled at that comment. "You got your whole life ahead of you, Petra. Don't be thickheaded like me. Therapy helped, I just wish I had started it sooner. If you want I can give you the number of my therapist." I could sense that this wasn't as much an offer as it was an order; still I was glad to accept her help. "Okay," I replied. Stacy pulled a business card out her pocket. "I figured you could use some help." I read the card. The woman's name was Dr. Angela Sullivan and her office was in Providence. "She only sees women...of all kinds," added Stacy. I just nodded. "If it means anything, at least you look nice," she continued. "Thanks," I replied. "She really did a number on your chest." I looked down at my breasts. I was still in my performance clothes and was showing quite a bit of cleavage. I was now up to a 34-DD bra. "I'm gradually getting used to them; although it they get much bigger it will make playing difficult." "I know all about that," she replied with a giggle as she cupped her own large breasts. We were soon laughing uncontrollably. Chapter 27 We were back on tour with Stacy's band. The tour would start in Baltimore and work up to Boston, with stops in Philadelphia, New York, Harford, and Providence in between. The Baltimore show was the first time we would be playing outside of our fan base. Stacy was very supportive as always and told us she knew that we'd be great. We also got along great with the other members of her band. In many ways they adopted us and helped us get better. The Baltimore show was great, although I almost exposed myself as my breasts came close to popping out of my top. Thankfully I was in the shadows when it happened and only Chloe saw it. She told me that she almost lost it when she saw it happen. I wish I could say more about the shows, but they were a blur. The good thing was that the crowd liked us. In Harford we were doing our sound check, when Stacy came out on stage. "I'm sorry to interrupt, but I need to ask Petra a favor," she said. "What is it?" I asked. "How well do you know our sets? I mean you've watched every show from off stage," she said. I nodded. "I guess I know all the songs, why?" "Stu just quit," she announced. "Why?" I asked. "He said it was personal and he had to work some things out in his life," she continued. "You're kidding," I exclaimed. "Anyway, we have a show tonight and no bass player, you want to try it?" "Do it, Petra," urged Lori. I turned and could see everyone in the band was nodding in agreement. "Can you handle playing two shows?" asked Stacy. I nodded. "That's the easy part; I've been doing that for several months. But do you think I'm good enough?" "If I didn't, I wouldn't be asking you," she replied. "So?" "I'm in," I said. "Great, when you get done here, I'll run through the songs with you and the rest of my band. Thanks, Petra." She left the stage and then it began to sink in. It was one thing playing in the warm up band, but to play with a star like Stacy was amazing. "You can do this, Petra," said Mark. "Stu's a hack compared to you." "Thanks, but Stu is a lot better than me," I replied. "Maybe, but this is your chance," he said. "I'm so excited for you, Petra," said Lori excitedly. "It will also burn Mom's ass to know you got a break before me!" She started to laugh. I nervously laughed too, but I was too worried thinking about what I was about to do. Chapter 28 Stacy did her best to ease my fears.