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(TG) Transitions Part 3 The Betrayal By Colleen Shepherd Chapter 13 School Daze I arrived at school and went to my assigned home room. As the class filled with other students I could feel the eyes of some of the other students on me. I knew that no one knew who I was so I had to assume they were checking out the new girl, no doubt they were wondering who I was. The teacher took attendance by calling out everyone's name. When she got to mine the whole class looked at me. "Here," I said in my soft high voice and raising my hand. "Colleen, I have a request here that you go to the main office right away." I looked at the teacher, not sure of the implications of this announcement. I stood up and took the request note from the teacher, grabbed my bag and purse then headed to the main office. When I arrived, the secretary directed me to a take a seat and wait. I only had to wait a minute before the vice principal's door opened and Mr. McIntyre asked me to come in. "Colleen Shepherd," he said as he directed me to a chair and asked me to sit down. I noticed that in the room with us was one of the guidance counsellors. "Good Morning Colleen," Mr, Lynch, The Guidance counsellor greeted me. "We have been discussing your unique situation and how to handle it. It is my understanding that you wish to keep your change a secret and not let anyone know that you were once Kevin Shepherd. Is this true?" "Yes Sir," I said. Mr Lynch looked at me intently for a moment before continuing. "Colleen, while we will respect your wishes I need to let you know that this may not be the best way to handle your situation. Your friends will want to know what happened to you and why Kevin did not come home from BC. Will you not tell them?" "I don't want anyone to know about me. I'd rather be the new girl in class instead of the NEW girl. If I need to make new friends then I will but, for now I'd like to just begin as Colleen and not the girl formerly known as Kevin." "Ok," Mr Lynch began, "then here's the story I would suggest for you to explain the same last name. Kevin decided to stay in Vancouver and you, Colleen his cousin moved here over the summer to attend school here for some of our special programs. You have been taking Electrical and Drafting Technology in the last two years and I see in your registration that you intend on taking the maJennr program in Electrical Tech for the next two. Is that your intention as Colleen too?" I thought a moment before answering then looked up at Mr Lynch. "I had thought about that and over the summer I had found that as a girl I really don't like to get dirty. I'd like to transfer into the drafting and engineering program instead." "Your math scores might be a problem Colleen." Mr Lynch said as he looked at the file in his hand. "But I think that if you were to take an additional Math course this semester and work with a tutor you should be able to solve that little problem." I Jumped up and hugged him. "Oh, thank you Mr Lynch." "Well that kind of response is definitely not one I would expect from Kevin. You most definitely are all girl Colleen. I'll make the necessary changes to your schedule but for now Colleen just follow the course plan that you were given in Home Room." "Oh, Mr Lynch, I didn't get one. Miss Schwartz sent me here before giving me my schedule." "Well Miss Shepherd we might as well go and make those changes now and get you to class as soon as possible," Mr Lynch said as he led me out of the vice principals office and down the hall to his. It took about twenty minutes before I had a new copy of my revised course schedule and my locker assignment, then Mr Lynch sent me off to catch my next class. English eleven. Lovely, I had always hated English class, it always bored me to tears. When I arrived at the class five minutes late, Mr White directed me to my assigned seat. As I took my seat I looked to my left and saw Alex Campbell. Alex had been my best friend through grades nine and ten. What was I going to do now? I didn't want to be put together with any of my old friends this soon, least of all Alex. Alex and I had spent almost all of our free time together in the last couple of years. We only had a couple of academic classes together, our tech courses never overlapped, but he was my best friend. I could not let him know who I used to be. Our English class was over after an hour and twenty minutes. All of which I worked hard to keep any of Kevin out of anything I said, just so that Alex would not suspect me. As soon as the class was over I stood up and grabbed my books and purse and turned to leave the classroom. Alex was standing directly behind me. He smiled down at me and held out his hand and introduced himself. "Hi, I'm Alex Campbell, and you are?" "I'm Colleen," I said as I took his hand lightly. "Colleen?" he asked. "Colleen what?" "Colleen... Shepherd," I said hesitating to reveal my last name to him. "I have to get to my next class." "Where is it you are going to?" "I've got Drafting Technology, up on the third floor." I answered him and squeezed myself past him and out of the class. I headed around the corner to the stairs and almost ran up them to the top floor. The drafting class went by pretty easily, While I did know some of the people in the class, none of them were ever close and I felt I was sufficiently invisible in that class. I sat beside a girl named Paula who I figured would be taking the class again this year. In the last two years I had a crush on Paula and I still found her to be beautiful. After class was over Paula and I went down to the cafeteria on first floor and ate lunch together. She was very nice and we chatted together for the entire period. "So Colleen," she started, "You're new here, where is it you're from?" This was it. She asked the question I had been dreading all day. How was I going to answer her? "I came here from BC last week," I said simply. "Where in BC? Vancouver?" Paula pressed on. "No, I'm from a small town south of Vancouver called Whiterock." "South of Vancouver? I thought that Vancouver was the furthest south." She said. "No, it's actually surrounded by many different cities." I answered. "They're all kinda packed tight against each other so there is no space between them but Whiterock is the furthest south of the bunch of them." We chatted like that for the remainder of the lunch period then we went to our separate classes. I had Math then Drama left before my first day of grade 11 was finished. My math class was boring and I had a hard time staying awake but I got through it. After my math class was over I had to go to the washroom, so I went to the one on second floor on the way to my drama class on the first floor. When I entered the washroom it was empty. I was sitting in the stall when I heard three girls enter the room and start talking, "Did you see Alex with her this morning?" one of the voices said. "Yeah, he was all but throwing himself at her." A second voice said. "Who is she anyway? I've never seen her before." The third girl asked. "She's new apparently, she's in my home room class, name's Colleen Shepherd or something." The second voice said. "Shepherd?" The first asked. "Is she related to Kevin Shepherd?" "Kevin? What happened to him? He went away for the summer and never came back." The third girl said. "Come on. We have to get to class. What have you got?" "I've got History for last period." Said the second voice. "What about you two?" "We've both got Drama downstairs. Come on, we'll be late." All three girls left and I sat there for a minute thinking about what they had said. Obviously they were debating me and my old self. I wondered if I could actually keep my secret hidden for very long. I had no doubt that the two of them who were going to my drama class would be watching me very closely. I had to be very careful so I wouldn't give myself away. But drama I thought should be an easy place to hide. Everybody is an actor there. I walked into the class and everybody turned to look at me. As the last to enter all eyes were on me, including Mr Maurice. There were no desks in the studio, instead there were groups of chairs clustered about the room which the students sat in. "Ah! You must be Miss Shepherd." The large man with the scruffy beard and moustache exclaimed Jovially. "Well the last shall be first then. Miss Shepherd, please step up onto the platform and tell us a little about you." I looked around the room and saw several faces that I recognized, some were smiling others had blank looks on their faces some were scowling and even a couple seemed to be almost drooling. As I walked to the small stage at the back of the studio classroom I could still feel all eyes on my back. I stood up on the platform and near the side and took a breath to speak. "At the front and center of the platform my dear." Mr Maurice called from the back of my audience. I stepped up to the front and centered myself on the stage. I took a breath and... "My name is..." "Big stage voice please!" Mr Maurice called out. "My name is Colleen Shepherd, I came here from Whiterock BC and, I'm living in Oakridge. I've come here to take the Drafting and Engineering technical program." "Are you related to Kevin?" It was Candi who asked. I recognized her voice as one of the three from the washroom before class. "Yes, I'm staying with his family." I answered. I didn't want to actually lie but at the same time I couldn't give away my secret. I had to play this very carefully and not give myself away. "Where is Kevin?" I recognized Brandi as belonging to the other voice from the washroom." "Obviously he's not here," I said with a big toothy grin, hoping to end the questions. "All right." Mr Maurice interrupted. "Thank you very much Miss Shepherd, you may step down. Next please." I stepped down and found a chair near the side of the room, almost isolated from the class but still seeming to be in it. After all the class had gotten up and introduced themselves, the teacher led us all in some relaxation and concentration exercises . then he explained the rules of a "Theatre Game" to us where two people would stand on the platform and improvise an encounter until someone shouted "Freeze!" at which time that person would take the place and posture of one of those frozen on stage. The new person would then use the last line of dialogue to change the direction of the encounter, often with funny or unexpected consequences. The game would go on until Mr Maurice was satisfied that all in the class have had a chance to participate, occasionally calling "freeze" himself and then telling someone to take a place on stage. The final bell of the day rang and Mr Maurice called out to the class that he expects a "Journal Entry" on today's class to be written for tomorrow. The class filled out of the studio and I headed upstairs to my locker to grab my jacket and books before heading out to the bus for the trip home. "Colleen!" I heard someone call my name as I was about to step onto the bus. Turning around, I saw it was Candi one of the group I had hung out with when I was Kevin, she was one of the girls in the washroom and in Drama class who were talking about me and Kevin. "Colleen wait!" She called out again. "I just wanted to say sorry for putting you on the spot like that in class." "It's ok, you were curious." I answered her. "Look, Colleen." She started, "The group of us were wondering what happened to Kevin? He left for the summer and then stays in BC while you come to live with his parents. It's kinda strange." "I can see that," I said cautiously, not wanting to volunteer any information to help Candi solve her mystery. "You can see that." She said looking at me intently. "You can see that but you offer no other information. Just what is going on here Colleen? You've arrived out of nowhere and you expect me to just accept that?" "Hey Woa." I exclaimed putting my hands up. "I'm the new girl here, remember? You're going on as if we know each other. You never met me before today and you're going on like you know me. Maybe if you take some time to get to know me, then maybe you can interrogate me like this. For now Bean, I've got to get on this bus and go home. I'll see you in class tomorrow." I turned and climbed the steps onto the bus and found a seat on the opposite side of the bus from where Candi was standing. Then as the bus pulled a way I could hear Candi shouting. "Hey! How'd you know my nick name is Bean!" Damn! A simple slip of control and I call her something that only two other people call her. Alex and I, (as Kevin), were debating nick names one day and Changed Candi to Jelly Bean; Jelly Bean was then Shortened to Bean and Alex and I started calling her Bean. I had to slip and call her Bean. Damn what was going to be my excuse for that one? What was I going to tell her tomorrow when she asked me about it? I was certain she would ask me because she was one to keep at a puzzle until it was solved. She liked to have answers in neat, tidy little boxes. Chapter 14 The bus dropped me off about a block and a half from my home and I walked quickly home. Another person got off the bus with me at the same stop and was walking behind me. He was the neighbourhood bully Josh. Josh Lynch was my guidance counsellor's son and he was always a real jack ass. Usually he would get off the bus at an earlier stop and cut through a couple yards to get to his house which was down a small cull de sac from my house but for some reason he stayed on the bus till i got off it. I felt as if his eyes were boring into my back all the way home on the bus but now I got the impression that his eyes were watching my back side instead of my back. I was very uncomfortable by the time I got home and in the front door. After I closed the door I turned around and looked out the vertical window that ran up beside the door. Josh was standing on the street right in front of our driveway and looking at the door I just entered. He had a puzzled look on his face for a moment then he smiled as he saw me in the window, turned and waved as he walked away toward his house. "Jennifer?" I heard Dad's voice call out before he stepped from the kitchen to look into the living room and foyer at me. I turned to see him staring at me for a moment before he turned back into the kitchen. I didn't move from the front door as I heard Dad move a couple of dishes into the sink then I saw him briefly as he walked from the hallway between the kitchen and family room to the door into the garage. Dad still hadn't said a thing to me and was working hard to ignore my presence. I heard the big garage door open and then Dad's car was started. I looked back out the narrow window beside the front door in time to see Dad's back his car out of the driveway and then head off down the street on his way to work. With tears in my eyes I grabbed my bag and purse and ran up the stairs and to my bedroom. I collapsed on my bed and cried myself to sleep. At about seven O'clock Mom came into my room and sat down on my bed beside me. Mom rested her hand on my shoulder as she spoke softly to me. "Honey," Mom whispered, "I know it hurts, Your Dad needs time. He hurts a lot too, he has lost his son this summer and you have no idea just how much that hurt him. I know it was done to you against your will and deep down so does he." "Mom." My voice shook as I interrupted her. "If he knows 'deep down' as you say, why does he completely ignore me? He won't even talk to me or acknowledge my presence." "I don't know Sweetheart, he even keeps referring to you as Kevin. I'm sorry honey but I really don't understand what is bothering your dad." I sat up and Mom hugged me tight as I cried into her shoulder. I think I've been doing a lot of crying lately. All these changes and trying to hide from my old friends. Oh God! I thought of Candi at the bus. I had called her Bean. She suspected something but hadn't quite put the pieces together yet and I go and call her by a nickname that only Alex and Kevin would call her. What was I going to do now. I needed to think. "Mom?" I asked. "Yes honey?" "I think I'd like to be alone for a while." "Sure Honey, Dinner will be in about an hour." Mom got up and left me alone in my room. I Got up and gathered up a change of clothes then headed down the hall to the bathroom to draw a bath. As I sat on the edge of the tub I remembered Rachel's letter that she had given to me just before I left Vancouver. She Loved me. I hadn't thought that our feelings for each other were that strange, yes we were cousins and there is nothing wrong with relationships between cousins. In fact Aunt Gwen had encouraged us. Uncle Rob had moved me into the same room with Rachel after my change. I realized that I Loved Rachel too. Did that make me a lesbian? No, I thought to myself. I had sex with Wayne and liked it too much to think I could ever give that up. I missed Rachel. As I soaked in the tub for a bit I Daydreamed of Rachel and I found myself actually feeling my breasts and my cunny, gently stroking my finger up and down the slit between my legs. I paid special attention to my tiny clitoris. I didn't want to make myself cum because I knew that it would be a messy thing to happen right now with my still being on my period but I enjoyed the sensations for a while before stopping and just relaxing again in the tub. I pulled the plug after about half an hour in the tub. My fingers and toes looking like prunes I stood up and dried myself off. Then after changing my tampon I got dressed in my pyjamas for the evening. I wore my red silk bottoms and a red satin and lace camisole under the silk top which I left undone. Then heading down stairs to the kitchen I passed my sister who was heading up to her room. "Mom says dinner will be ready in a few minutes." Jennifer told me as she passed by me. "Ok." Was my only answer. As I entered the kitchen, Mom asked me to set the table for three as it would only be Mom, Jennifer and myself for dinner tonight. I could smell the salmon that mom was cooking. I liked her broiled salmon, Mom often did it with asparagus and mashed potatoes. "Mom?" I asked her. "Do you think I should tell everyone at school about me?" "That's a decision only you can make Honey." She answered. "Why do you ask?" "Mmm, 'cuse Mr. Lynch my guidance counsellor believes that it would be best for everyone involved. And this afternoon I called Candi Bean." "Bean?" Mom asked with a light laugh in her voice. "Why would you call her a Bean and why would that lead to this problem?" "Because Bean is her nick name that only Alex and I call her," I said. "only Alex and Kevin. Not Colleen. I think I gave myself away this afternoon. I don't think I can handle everyone at school knowing I was once Kevin. I only had a few friends as Kevin and now I have a chance to get to know others. Today I sat with Paula at lunch. Do you remember her?" "Is she the one you had a crush on in grades nine and ten?" "Yes," I sighed, "I never had the courage to speak to her before but, today we were in our Drafting class together and then we had lunch together. That's why I don't want to tell anybody. I've got a clean slate, I'm not the geek in class anymore." "Colleen? Do you still have a crush on Paula?" "Am I a lesbian now? Is that what you're asking me?" I asked. "No," Mom relied, "Well Maybe. Honey I don't know what I'm asking. It's just that as a boy you liked girls and as a girl you still like girls. Do you like boys too?" "Yes Mom," I answered with a sigh, "I like boys too, and girls, Mom I don't know what I am. It's gonna take a while to sort it all out. But as far as Paula goes we just sat together for lunch and we have one class together, that's all. I don't want any kind of relationship other than friendship right now. It's just a bit too much for me, and I have to play it safe. I don't want to give myself away and let the whole school know I was Kevin. Chapter 15 Trapped I slept soundly that night and woke up early. I showered and dressed in a knee length dark pink skirt and camisole under a light pink blouse. I liked this skirt a lot, especially when I turned around as it would rise up a little and when I walked it would sway back and forth with my hips. I finished it off with a pair of one and a half inch high heels and then tied my long nut brown hair back in a pony tail high on the back of my head. After I got breakfast I grabbed my back pack and purse and left to catch my bus. I stood waiting alone at the bus stop for about five minutes before Josh Lynch came and stood beside me. I could feel his eyes all over me and hear his breath as he breathed heavily in the morning air. Josh didn't say anything as he sidled up a little closer to me. He was so close I imagined I could feel his breath on the side of my neck. Then he leaned in close and whispered in my ear. "I Know who you are. Kevin." He said as he put his hand on the small of my back. I know all about your change because of GB. I also know that you don't want anyone to know that you are Kevin, isn't that right?" I nodded my head yes, afraid to move or say anything. Josh's hand slid down to feel my backside through my skirt. "Mmm." He moaned into my ear, "The geek has become a fine piece of ass. I'll bet your tits are something spectacular. I read that all GB girls are fine specimens and look like they should be models." Josh moved his hand up my back as he moved around behind me. He reached around in front of me to grasp me around the waist and I gasped as he pulled me back close to him. I could feel his crotch grinding into my ass as he reached up to cup my breasts. I fought to remain still as my revulsion to being handled this way, screamed at me to run like hell. I fought back tears as one of his rough hands fondled a breast while the other ventured down to cup my crotch through my skirt and panties. I could feel his middle finger press into my slit as he worked it back and forth. "Oh Yeah, Kevin." He breathed. "You are one fine piece of tail. I sure would hate for your little secret to get out. You understand don't you?" I nodded yes again as he continued to work at my breast with one hand and my clitoris with the other. My legs began to tremble with his attention or from fear, I wasn't sure which. "You belong to me now bitch, you are going to be my toy unless you want your little secret to get out. If I tell you to do something you will do it or the next day all your little secret will be plastered all over the school. Got it? I nodded again. "Good." He hissed in my ear. "Now I'm gonna enjoy this. You want to cum toy?" I could only whimper at that. I didn't want to let him know that he was bringing me close to orgasm and I didn't want to think I enjoyed what he was doing to me either. My body gave me away though as I involuntarily ground my crotch into his hand and insistent finger. Suddenly and without any warning my legs gave out from under me as I climaxed on his hand. He caught me and held me up by my crotch and chest as my body bucked and writhed. I bit my tongue to keep from crying out as my orgasm washed over me. Then panting, my body spent and my mind reeling from the abuse, I caught my balance and was able to stand on my own again. "You're panties must be soaked now." He whispered. "we can't have you going to school in wet panties can we now? Take them off and give them to me." "What?" I demanded incredulously. "Unless you want your secret to get out you will do as I say Toy." He commanded softly. I hung my head and looked around to see if there was anyone else around who could see what was happening. I then reached down and slipped my hands under my skirt and pulled my lacy panties down and then stepped out of them. I held onto them for a moment before holding them out to Josh. He smiled wickedly and took them from my hand, he held the damp lace to his face and inhaled, my scent. "Mmm. That's nice Toy." He whispered to me as he put my panties in his pocket. "Now, when the bus gets here you will get on and sit with me at the back. If you do anything that I don't like, everyone at school will know what happened to Kevin. You will do whatever I tell you to do and you will do it when I tell you. I'll treat you nice if you obey me and if you don't, your secret will be all over the school before the end of the next day. Do you understand Kevin?" I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. "Do you agree to my terms?" I nodded again, tears were welling up in my eyes again. I could feel the morning breeze as it swirled up under my skirt and cooled my dampness, a reminder to me that I am now this bully's slave, a toy to be played with at his slightest whim. How was I ever going to be free of him? What was he going to do to me? The bus arrived and I stepped on ahead of him as he led me to the very back seat. He put me beside the window and sat down right beside me. Then leaning in close to me he kissed my neck and began to nibble at my neck and earlobe while his hand slipped up under my skirt and went straight for my cunny. He quickly ran his finger up and down my slit from my clitoris to my vagina. Then pausing a moment he pulled away and whispered into my ear. "Kevin, you didn't tell me you were on the rag." Josh pulled his hand out and wiped his fingers on the hem of my skirt. I couldn't hold back the tears any longer and they poured silently down my cheeks. I just sat there as Josh amused himself at my expense, fondling my breasts and nibbling at my ear and neck. I was trembling with fear, embarrassment and rage when the bus pulled into the bus lot at the school. The other students on the bus all stood up and filed their way off and into the school. Josh stood up and told me to meet him at the main entrance to the mall at lunch. I nodded and he quickly got off the bus. I was the last off the bus when the driver saw me he asked me if everything was Ok. "Y - Yes," I stammered, "I'm fine." With that I made my way quickly into the school and too my locker outside my homeroom. I put my back pack in my locker, grabbed my binder and my history books then took my seat in homeroom. Some of the other students in the class smiled at me as I sat down, others scowled, and one guy in the back of the class actually leered at me. Attendance was taken and the announcements for the day were made. Tryouts for the senior football team were today after school and the first game of the season was to happen next Friday. The cheer leader squad was looking for two girls to complete their roster and the media club was looking for more people to put together video announcements beginning next week. The bell sounded and half of the homeroom class got up to go to a different classroom for the first class of the day. This was the day that I stayed in the room for first period history. It was one of my electives for the semester and I had thought that ancient and medieval history would be fun to take. I looked up from my desk as more students came into the class and saw Brandi and Candi walk in. Candi smiled at me as she took the seat next to mine. I groaned inwardly suddenly remembering why I didn't want to see her that morning. "So, Colleen?" Candi said sweetly. "Are you going to explain to me how you knew my nick name is Bean?" "Kevin told me about you. He told me how he and Alex gave you the name and how they came up with it. No conspiracy there." I smiled back at her. Candi only nodded in response, apparently accepting the explanation. The history class was uneventful as was my drafting class. As the lunch bell rang I told Paula that I had to meet someone over at the mall for lunch. We went our separate ways as I went to my locker to put my books away. I slung my purse over my shoulder and went out the building and across the street to the mall. Westmount mall is a large two story building with the inside corridor shaped like a lowercase 'y'. I met Josh at the main entrance to the mall and he took me to the food court on the top floor of the short arm of the 'y'. He bought me Chinese food for lunch and afterward he insisted I walk the mall with him. The contrast in him surprised me. This morning he was my rapist and abuser who had enslaved me by threatening to tell the school my secret; and now Josh was a compete gentleman, buying me lunch then escorting me through the mall. Josh was even an accomplished conversationalist, while he led the conversation he didn't focus on himself. Instead he had lightly touched on my changes over the summer, without being threatening, he seemed interested in me and what I have come to like in clothes, school, books and as many areas of my life as he could think of. Josh walked me back to the school and to my next class before he headed to his own class. Josh did tell me to save a seat for him at the back of the bus though. After another two classes the day was finished and I went to my locker to get my backpack and books I needed for the day's homework. I then left the building by the side door to catch my bus. Candi was waiting for me at the bus lot. "Didn't Kevin tell you about that guy?" She asked me. "What guy are you talking about?" "Josh Lynch," she answered, "everyone knows he's the biggest asshole in the school. He gets away with it too because his dad's the head guidance counsellor. Just what are you doing with him?" "Really Candi," I said, "Is this all? I don't see how any of this should concern you." I turned and stepped up into the bus, walking to the back I could see Candi watching me. I sat down in the last seat on the opposite side of the bus from where Candi stood watching me. It was only a minute before Josh stepped onto the bus. He smiled broadly when he saw me where he had ordered me to sit. He walked quickly to the back and sat down next to me. "Having a good day Kevin?" He whispered in my ear. "We'll have a good evening for sure." We rode in silence as the bus made its way towards Oakridge and home. Josh had his hand up my skirt the entire way, caressing my upper thigh. Josh insisted we get off the bus one stop early to take the back way into our streets so that we could get to his house without passing my own. We crossed through a couple back yards and came to his driveway. He ushered me into his house by the garage side door. "Why are we here?" I asked him. "Because you are my toy and I want to play with you." He guided me down the stairs to his basement. On one end of the finished basement was a large room with a sofa and chair set up to face a large screen TV. One wall was bare and unadorned and Josh gestured me to the wall as he picked up a camera and started taking pictures of me. I was feeling very self conscious and nervous. "What are you going to do to me?" I asked him, my voice trembling a little with my fear of what might happen. "Just gonna take some pictures of you babe, nothing much." He assured me. "Just relax, I'm not going to 'do' anything too you. All you have to do is look beautiful and pose a little for me." I began to pose, trying awkwardly to look appealing but not feeling it. This was happening to me not by my choice. Josh gave me direction and sometimes set the camera down to move me into the poses he wanted. It took a while but eventually I had warmed up to the camera and quickly began posing on my own for him. I twirled around and looked at him over my shoulder then stood saucily as if inviting him to come and ravish me. He let me play like that for about ten minutes before he started to give me directions again. "Now unbutton your blouse Colleen." He commanded me. Instantly I stopped, the camera was no longer my friend. When I hesitated he reminded me of our agreement simply by calling me by my old name. I stared at him for just a moment then with my eyes downcast I reached up and slowly began unbuttoning my blouse from the bottom to the top. There was only six buttons to it and I couldn't delay this humiliation long enough. "Now open it up and show me your bra." He said. He moaned when I complied. Josh continued to give me directions to turn this way and that, directing my poses and eventually the removal of my blouse. It wasn't long enough before I was standing in front of him in just my bra, skirt and pumps. "Now turn your back to the camera and then look at me as you undo your skirt." He directed me. I watched his face break into a big smile as I followed his instructions and he snapped picture after picture of me. He directed me to just jet the skirt fall open a little at the back zip then he snapped a few more pictures of me looking over my shoulder at the camera. "Okay." He said setting the camera down. "That's enough for today babe. You can get dressed now and go home." I stood there not moving, just watching Josh as he gathered a few things together then picked up his camera and popped out the flash card. When he liked up from the camera he saw me still standing there holding up my skirt and trying to cover what my bra didn't cover of my breasts. I could feel that now familiar feeling of tears beginning to well up in my eyes. I dared not shut my eyes or wipe at them for fear of showing them to him. "What is it?" He asked me. "I'm done here for now, put your shirt back on and go home. I have work that I have to do tonight and I don't need you here for that." With that grabbed the rest of his stuff and went back upstairs. As soon as he had gone up the stairway he shouted down to me. "You can let yourself out when you're dressed. Oh and I'll pick you up for school in the morning. Be ready to go at quarter to eight." Blinking back the tears and swallowing my anger at his easy dismissal of me, I zipped my skirt back up then picked up and put on my discarded blouse. I grabbed my back pack and purse then left his house. It felt to me as if I were sneaking out. I headed up the road and when I got to my house I took my key out of my purse and opened the door. I walked in and tried to quietly get upstairs too my room. "Is that you Colleen?" I heard Jennifer call out as I climbed the stairs to my room. "Yes, it's me Jenn." I called in answer. I entered my room and set my bag and purse on the bed then went to my closet to find a change of clothes. Jennifer came into my room wearing her bathing suit. "Mom is out and said we're on our own for dinner tonight. I figured that I'd go for a swim before eating." She said in one breath. "Why don't you join me?" I looked at her and then into my closet. I saw one of my one piece swim suits and agreed that a swim would be nice. I grabbed the swim suit. It was a turquoise one piece with an open back that plunged down to the small of my back. The front was high cut and the whole suit contrasted in style from Jennifer's competition style 'fast back' suit. I quickly undressed and put the suit on. Then headed downstairs to the pool and joined my younger sister. We swam together for a while, comparing dives and showing off to each other for about forty five minutes before I was feeling very hungry and told Jennifer that I was getting out to get something to eat. I towelled off as I headed in the back patio door to the family room then up the three steps to the kitchen. Hanging the towel on the back of my kitchen chair I opened the fridge and found some leftover dinner from the night before and heated it up in the microwave. When that was done I saw that Jennifer had come in and sat down in the chair beside mine. "Colleen?" She asked me. "Why did you go to Josh Lynch's place after school?" "Why do you want to know?" Was my only response. "He's the biggest jerk in the neighbourhood and he's always bullied you when you were Kevin. It's only the second day of school and you went over to his house after school. Why?" "Because he asked me too, it's none of your business Jenn." I snapped at her. "Ok, Ok." She said. "You don't have to get all bitchy about it. I was just concerned is all." I nodded and sat down with my reheated dinner. I ate quickly then put my dishes in the sink and went upstairs to my room while Jennifer remained downstairs. Once in my room I stripped off my bathing suit and dressed in my pink lacy Babydoll Pyjamas. I pulled out my homework and set it on my desk. Then looking down at my bare feet I saw the blouse that I had discarded there and began to cry as the memories of what he had done to me and forced me to do, came flooding back. I sat on my bed and cried. I was confused; Josh had blackmailed me and used me for his own pleasure. What was worse, I think that I had liked it. Rachel had told me that she thought I was a submissive but, I couldn't trust Josh. At the same time I was turned on by the things he had done to me. I enjoyed the control someone could have over me sexually and I enjoyed posing for his camera. Josh was demanding, rude and dismissive. But at the same time he was gentle with me. He abused me but I wanted him to do it again. God what was wrong with me? Wiping my eyes I moved to my desk and opened my books to do my homework. After an hour I finished my assignments for the day and decided to go to bed. I climbed into bed, set my alarm and fell asleep thinking of what Josh would do to me tomorrow. He had something planned because it only took fifteen minutes to get to school and he was going to pick me up well over an hour before school began. Chapter 16 Submission I woke to my alarm and got up quickly, wondering what to wear today and decided that I could wear one of my summer dresses that I liked. I chose a matched bra and panty set and set them aside with the dress on my bed then went to shower. After showering and fixing my hair I went back to my room and dressed. I headed downstairs to grab something quick to eat for breakfast and at seven forty five sharp I heard Josh's car out front. I grabbed my back pack and purse then headed out the front door. Josh had gotten out of his car and come around to the passenger side to hold the door open for me as I sat down in the seat. After shutting my door, Josh went back around to the driver's side of the car and got back in. He pulled away from my house slowly. Josh drove down the street then turned the corner and headed to Riverside Drive then turned right instead of left towards our school. "Josh, where are we going?" I asked him. "We're just taking the long way to school." He answered, then he said, "Now lift up that dress and let me see what you are wearing underneath." I lifted the hem slowly and showed him my lacy panties. Josh reached over and put his hand on my panty clad cunny. "Are you still on your period?" "No, I'm not." I answered him in embarrassment. "Good. Now take those panties off. I don't like it when you are wearing panties, so from now on you will not wear them around me. Got it?" I only nodded as I lifted my hips to slide my panties off. I started to hand them to him and he told me to put them away in my purse or back pack. I slipped them into my purse. He drove us out to a secluded road outside of town and parked the car in a small grove of trees. Then he told me to get out as he grabbed his bag and got out of the car too. Opening the bag he pulled out the camera he used the night before and told me it's time for another photo shoot. It didn't take any convincing this time and in a moment I was posing for him and stripping slowly for his camera. Once I was nude again he opened his bag once more and pulled out a small red vibrator and handed it to me. He told me to get up on the hood and use it. I did only hesitating a moment before he just said "Kevin". I turned the vibrating toy on and slowly teased myself with its tip. After a few minutes of this Josh decided it was time to move to the next stage of my degradation. "Now put it in your pussy." He ordered. "Josh, I..." I stammered. "Do it bitch!" He shouted. Then he grabbed it from me as I hesitated again. He pushed me back on the hood of the car and then lined the tip of the toy up with the opening of my vagina and in one quick motion he pushed it all the way into me. I screamed with the pain of my hymen being broken. Always before when Rachel or Wayne broke my reformed hymen they had been gentle and had done it only as I was in the midst of an orgasm. Josh had no such consideration for me, he only wanted his own pleasure. "Oh my God!" He exclaimed. "You're still a virgin?" I could only nod as I bit my lip to keep from screaming again. Thankfully Josh had stopped when I screamed, but he was still holding on to the vibrator as it remained inside my vagina. Slowly the stinging pain subsided and I told him to go slowly to let me get used to it. Josh began to move the vibrator in and out of me slowly for a bit then when I indicated to me that he could, he began to pump it in and out of me faster. I thrashed and moaned loudly as he used the vibrating toy to fuck me. "Oh God, Stop," I said hoarsely. "I want you inside me, Josh." Josh was stunned and stopped pumping the toy in and out. "Really?" He asked. I nodded to him and told him to get on with it. He left the toy in my cunny and I heard him fumbling with the zipper on his jeans. My eyes were closed, enjoying the sensations of the toy vibrating deep within me when I felt it removed. I moaned in disappointment but, it was short lived as only a moment later I felt the head of Josh's ten inch penis push past the entrance to my cunny hole. Josh uses small strokes to enter me. Each stroke went a little deeper than the one before. I felt full, his cock was thick and it stretched my opening. I held my legs wide open as he started to thrust in and out of me. I felt him push hard as he reached the top of my vagina and couldn't go any further. "Not so hard." I told him. "You're too long to get all the way inside me." His thrusts began to hurt and I had to tell him to pull back. He was just too big for me to take it all. I felt his body sag a little with his disappointment. But he did pull back. I had an Idea and told him to pull out and we'd try a different position. I had him lay back on the ground and I quickly straddled his hips and re inserted his ten inch monster in my cunny hole. I could control the depth this way and it wasn't long before I could feel him tense up as he came inside me. I was glad that GB would keep me from getting pregnant for about a year after the change. I could feel his semen blast into me in waves. Then without warning I came too, bucking and thrashing on his stiff rod. I thrashed and pushed down hard with an animal growl. I felt the pain as he bucked sharply up into me, his penis trying hard to burry itself deeper inside me. He grabbed my hips and tried to push it in. Crying I begged him to stop but Josh kept pushing harder into me as if he were trying to get his penis inside my womb. Finally he calmed and lay back relaxing in his own release. We lay like that for a few minutes. I could feel his heartbeat in my tight cunny. Each throb reminded me that a guy's penis was deep within me. I pushed myself back up into a squatting position and looked down to where we were joined. There was a little blood, but what surprised me was that a full nine inches of Josh's ten were inside me. Our pubic bones were almost touching and I could feel that he was still very hard. He must have stretched me, I was worried that he may have torn something inside me when I felt that intense pain and just wanted it to stop. It was fifteen minutes before I felt his cock go down and slide out of me. I quickly stood up and grabbed the towel that I had seen in the back seat of his car. I cleaned myself off then tossed the towel to him as I got re-dressed. He wiped the ring of blood off the base of his cock then pulled his pants back on. We didn't say a word as Josh drove us to school. I got out of the car and almost ran to the washroom to finally put my panties back on before running to home room. I sat down at my desk just as the bell for class rang. The morning classes went by terminally slow, seeming to drag on forever. I was glad that I had the presence of mind to use a tampon after my session with Josh otherwise I would be leaking all over the chairs that I sat on. In drafting class Paula leaned over to me and asked if I was alright. "Yes, I'm fine." I answered her. "I'm just a little sore is all." "I'm sure you are." She said with a smile. "Josh is a handful isn't he?" I looked at her shocked and wondered if she knew about Josh and I. Paula just turned back to face her work. I stared at her a moment then returned to my work. "I saw you get out of his car this morning." She whispered sidelong to me. "You began running into the school but it was obvious that it hurt to try. I've been that way too. What's he got on you?" "What are you talking about?" I asked feeling wary of where this conversation was leading. "Come on, Josh's an asshole and he uses girls, usually he'll blackmail a girl till he gets tired of her. I was his toy last year for about four months, now it seems to be your turn." Paula said quietly. "I don't want to talk about it." I told her. "Is he taking pictures of you?" "I really don't want to talk about it." I whispered harshly. "Ok, Ok." She said, "Just remember that if you want help you can come to me." I just nodded and continued with my own work until the lunch bell rang. >>> Josh had met me at my locker and we went over to the mall again for our lunch break. We walked around the mall together for the hour and fifteen minute break. I saw a few people from my various classes. I recognized Candi and Alex walking hand in hand. Then as I was looking in one of the shop fronts I noticed Paula following us. Paula was keeping back a couple of stores so as to not make Josh aware of her presence. All through lunch Paula was close by, she never got close but she was there, watching over me. After our lunch break Josh walked me back to my locker and told me that he has someplace to go alone right after school so I should take the bus home instead of waiting for him. He told me he'd pick me up for school again at 7:45 tomorrow morning. I nodded and he leaned forward and kissed me. As soon as Josh was around the corner Paula came around the other corner from behind me. I was trembling inside after he left and just stared into my open locker for a moment, wondering how I'd gotten myself into this mess. "You aren't alone Colleen." She said softly. "you can get away from him, you can't have a secret that's all that bad that he can control you like that." "You don't know that Paula. Yes he's got something on me, but I can't take the chance that it'll get out." "What could be so bad Colleen?" Paula tried, "It can't be drugs because he does them too and even deals them, besides you don't look like the kind of girl that will ever do them. Did you get pregnant and he find out?" I laughed at the suggestion. "No, I didn't get pregnant, in fact I can't get pregnant for at least another ten or eleven months." Paula just looked at me oddly at that trying to puzzle out what I had just told her. "What do you mean by that?" She asked me. "Nothing I want to talk about," I said in answer. I grabbed my purse and books then closed my locker door. Turning I headed for our next class. Paula, walking along side me, didn't say a word as we walked to our second drafting class of the day. We entered the classroom and took our seats. The class was all architectural theory and took all our attention as the teacher lectured us on the Brutal Style of the sixties and seventies. After yet another long school day the final bell rang and I headed to my locker to grab my back pack and the books I'd need for homework. I headed out to the bus lot and climbed aboard my bus. I sat down in a seat near the front. As I was looking out the window I felt the seat shift as someone sat beside me. One of the rough guys I'd seen hanging out with Josh once in a while had taken the seat next to me. He leaned towards me and I cringed as he sniffed at my neck. "So you're Josh's newest toy eh?" He rasped. I tried to squeeze myself closer to the window in order to get away from him. "You're Colleen aren't you?" He continued. "I've got the same homeroom with you." All the way home it was like that, this guy breathing all over my neck as I tried to either ignore him or get away. Oh how did I get myself into this? How could I get away from these guys who just wanted to get their hands on me? I've only been a girl for a short time and didn't have the benefit of learning how to deal with these situations as I grew up. I was scared that this guy would be the next to use me after Josh was done with me. I thought of Paula and wondered how she had endured this kind of treatment, or was hers different? Thankfully, I didn't have to endure this letch for more than fifteen minutes before the bus stopped in front of my street, I carefully extricated myself from my seat and felt this guy's hand travel up the back of my thigh and under my dress as I got out of my seat to get off the bus. I nearly ran home from the bus stop. Out of breath as I reached the front door I stepped inside to stand directly in front of Dad. He just looked at me a moment and I could see a little sadness pass over his face for just a moment before he turned and went out into the garage to get in his car and go to work. I couldn't bear it and ran upstairs to my room and threw myself onto the bed. I was crying softly when Mom came in and sat down on the bed beside me. She was rubbing my shoulder softly letting me just cry. After a few minutes I rolled over onto my side to face her and I saw the hurt in her own eyes. "I know honey," She said, "Your dad is coming around, he's softening a bit and I think he just needs a little more time." "Mom, I just don't know what I can do. Dad won't even speak to me." I sighed heavily. "I don't think there's anything I can do that will break the ice with him." "Honey, I don't think that it will take anything that you do. It will just happen for him. He is your father and I know him. He won't abandon you. You were his son and now you're his daughter. Either way he knows he's your Dad and that he does love you, he just needs some time to sort things out." Mom stayed in my room for another couple minutes with me before getting up and telling me that I needed to fix my face before coming down for dinner because my tears had made a mess of my makeup and I looked like a racoon. I went to the bathroom and washed my face then went down to the kitchen to find my sister already at the table as Mom was serving out chicken and dumplings. "Mom, did you make these?" I said referring to the dumplings. Mom had never been good at making dumplings, hers had always turned out like soggy lumps of glue. But Dad on the other hand had been a master with them, his mother had taught him how to make them when he was younger and he made them for us once in a while. His always turned out with just the right consistency and texture and were one of my favourite things that Dad made for us when he did cook. "No Colleen," Mom answered, "I wouldn't even try to make these again after the last time. Your Dad made them for us before he left for work." I was dumbfounded. Jennifer never liked them and Dumplings were never one of Mom's favourites. That left only one possibility... Dad had made them for me. This made no sense to me; Dad had not spoken directly to me since I came home from Vancouver. He seemed to be ashamed of me and he avoided me every time I was home. Was this a peace overture? I had much to think about and I still had a lot of homework to do, so after dinner I went upstairs to my room to get changed for the evening and then do some homework. I sat down and pulled out my architectural theory notebook. I liked the course but this theory part of drafting and Architectural design was boring me. I liked the Idea of engineering drawings and piecing parts together. Not big blocky buildings or huge open spaces inside buildings. I wondered if I could get through this section in order to get to the engineering section. With my homework finished, I busied myself selected the clothes I was going to wear for the next day. I decided on a simple pair of tight dark coloured jeans with no pockets on the back and then I selected a dark rose coloured T-style cotton camisole with lace trim around the bottom and a black fitted T-shirt to wear over top of it. I finished it off with my rose coloured ballet flats. When all was set aside for the morning I brushed my long hair out and climbed into bed. I fell asleep quickly. Chapter 16 Friday morning came and again I woke later than normal. I had just enough time to get cleaned up and get dressed before grabbing a cereal bar on my way out the door to catch my bus. I nearly missed it as I had to run the last hundred meters to the stop while waving at the driver to not leave without me. I climbed aboard the bus and flopped into the first available seat. I fixed my skirt and then put my bag and purse on my lap. Leaning over my back pack I closed my eyes and dozed as the bus continued on its rout to school. At my locker there was no sign of Josh and I wondered why he had not picked me up this morning. I sat down at my homeroom desk and waited for the bell to begin my history class. Candi came and sat in the seat next to me. She didn't say a word to me all through class. I missed being able to speak with my old friends and I was feeling even more alone now than when I was Kevin. Paula was there during our drafting class and we chatted amiably during the practical part of our course and then shared lunch together in the cafeteria before returning to the drafting room for our history of architecture portion of the course. I found myself drifting in and out of semi sleep as the teacher presented a slideshow and talked about the Brutal style. All the buildings were massive and blocky with distinct separations between sections. Our school building was done in just such a style. Drama class was exciting as we engaged in yet another improvisational game. This time it involved a toy chest full of strange objects that we had to incorporate into a dialogue. I had been paired with Alex Campbell, my best friend from the last two years of high school. I found his wit today to be both funny and pointed as he deftly picked out toy after toy and smoothly worked it into the conversation. He put his arm around me at one point and holding up a giant stuffed plush snake, he asked me. "So Little lady, have you ever seen one this big before?" I blushed furiously and had no reply for him which ended our turn at the game. Everyone in class laughed at the innuendo and as I stepped off of the stage someone commented loudly on how red faced I had become. After the final bell for the day had rung I went down to my locker to find Josh waiting for me. I grabbed my books and he walked me out to his car. Again he played the gentleman as he held the car door open for me before getting in the car himself. He started the car up and pulled out of the school parking lot and started to head back toward Oakridge. Sorry I didn't pick you up this morning babe," he apologized, "but I had something that I had to do today and only now got back into town." "What did you have to do that took you out of town?" I asked. "Where'd you have to go?" "I had to go into Toronto." He explained. "I had some stuff to sell and the guy wanted to see it first. So babe, I got some cash. Can I buy you dinner to celebrate?" "Just what are you celebrating Josh?" "The sale I made today." He answered. "I got a grand today and a promise of more if I can produce more for this guy." "What did you sell?" I wasn't sure I wanted to know, Josh was known for dealing drugs at school and I didn't want to get mixed up in that. "Nothin' you need to worry your pretty little head over." Josh told me with a note of finality hidden in the saccharine sweet terms he used. We drove for a little while until we got to Riverside Drive then Josh turned right toward downtown instead of heading into Oakridge. When we got into downtown Josh pulled into the parking garage at the Coven Garden Market. I wasn't sure that I wanted to eat dinner with him, sometimes he was nice but most of the time he was my tormentor, he was using me for his own pleasure and I felt that this was just an opportunity for him to show off or something. Josh got out and came over to my side of the car and opened the door for me. I took his proffered hand as he helped me out of the car, then slinging my purse over my shoulder I walked beside him as he led me to Friday Night Lights on Richmond. We were led to a table and our drink orders were taken, Josh being nineteen ordered a beer for himself and a coke for me. The hostess did her job well and politely asked to see Josh's ID. Josh quickly pulled his driver's licence out and handed it to her. She looked at it for a moment then handed it back to him and with a smile she excused herself to get our drinks. "She knows me, and she still cards me." Josh laughed. I just sat in my seat and nodded in acknowledgement while wondering what sort of 'payment' Josh would exact for treating me to dinner. He ordered a couple of burgers and fries for us and he buisied himself as we waited by telling me of his accomplishments and how much money he's made in his dealings. He was never specific about exactly what it was that he was doing and what he was into, just that he was good at it. Our dinner arrived and as we ate I asked Josh, "Why are you doing this to me?" "Doing what Babe?" "Using me." I whispered harshly. "First you fondle me and blackmail me into posing for your camera whenever you want, then you force me to have sex with you. You treat me as an object to be used, your 'Toy' as you put it. And then you do things like take me out for dinner. You call me Babe and act as if you're my boyfriend yet you make me feel as if I'm not really human. You are seriously messed up." "Look, Colleen," he started, "you brought this on yourself, I was curious to know where you came from and I followed you home on Tuesday. When you walked into "Kevin's" place I really wanted to know who you are. That night after my dad went to bed I went looking in his office and I found your file which he brought home. It all made sense then, what had happened to the little twirp Kevin and where You Colleen had come from. I figured I could use that." "But why are you doing this?" I hissed. "Dunno." He answered. "I'm gonna be a photographer and I needed a new subject and figured you'd be perfect." "So I'm nothing more than a dumb model for you to take pictures of and get your rocks off in once in a while?" "Hey it's not as if you're a "Real" girl Kevin." He grinned back at me. "Or have you forgotten that?" "I'm as real a girl as any other." I insisted. "Everything about me is girl. There is no way to tell I wasn't born this way. That's what GB does, it rebuilds you right down to your DNA!" "My point." He jumped in. "It had to 'Rebuild' you. You are an artificial girl. You're not even a boy anymore. So why shouldn't I treat you like this? I think I'm doing you a favour. I mean you're not even real But I treat you good." "You really believe that?" I asked him, disbelief that anyone could even think that way washing over me and threatening to crush me. "Hey, you're the one that put yourself into this." "What do you mean, you're blackmailing me." "It was your decision to stay hidden and not tell anyone what happened to you. That puts you in this situation, until you decide to tell everyone yourself then you belong to me." I was stunned at this revelation, Josh was right though, as long as I was afraid of what people thought of me and my change then he was the one who had all the power. I picked at the food on my plate in silence, not feeling hungry, as Josh continued to regale me with his exploits and some of his conquests. He never revealed to me what he had on Paula last year but he did much the same with her that he had been doing with me. I was glad when he finished and he stood up to pay the bill then he came back to me and helped me out of my seat and led me out of the restaurant and back to the car. We drove north for a while then he turned onto a gravel side road. After about 10 minutes of silence as he drove west, Josh pulled into an even smaller road and parked in a small grove of trees. He got out and came over to my side he opened the door and offered his hand to help me get out. As I stood he guided me toward the back of the car then leaned me back against the rear fender. He kissed me on the lips then down to my neck. As he nibbled on my neck he moved his right hand to cup my crotch through my jeans. He rubbed and caressed me for a moment before fumbling with the button and zipper of my pants. I tried briefly to stop him but he bit my neck when I tried to move his hand away. He only growled my boy name as if using it as a whip to force my submission. I closed my eyes and tried to endure what was about to happen. In less than thirty seconds he had my pants and panties down around my ankles and he had knelt down in front of me. Then he pressed his lips forward and gently kissed the top of my cunny slit before sliding his tongue in to it to find my clitoris. He licked and sucked at me like that while helping me to step out of my pants where they had bunched up around my ankles. Then lifting me up by my hips he sat me on the rear fender of his car and spread my legs to gain access to my opening. He liked me there briefly then wet his finger with his saliva and began to push it inside me. "Josh no!" I cried as he pushed his finger against then through my again restored hymen. "What the hell Colleen." He said, "I busted your cherry the day before yesterday. And it looks like I just busted your cherry again. How is that possible." I hissed through my teeth as I inhaled "It's part of what GB does. I'll be a virgin every time for about a year after my change." "That's amazing." Was his only reply before he stood up and quickly slid his penis in my sore and bleeding vagina. Josh had no consideration for me at all as he pumped in and out of me in order to get himself off. Thankfully it was only after a few strokes when I felt him stiffen and buck hard into me as he blasted his seed deep inside. He pulled out quickly and then wiped himself off with my discarded panties then told me to get dressed and he'd take me home. I worked very hard to prevent him from seeing that I was crying as I tried to clean myself up before putting my pants back on. Once dressed, I got back into the car where Josh was impatiently waiting. He had already started the engine while I was dressing and he had pulled out of the grove and had started back to our homes even before I had my seatbelt fastened. I looked out the side window, avoiding Josh's occasional glances at me. I didn't want him to see my tears as I cried softly to myself. He drove down Hyde Park road headed toward Oakridge and our homes. He dropped me off and I nearly ran into the house, my purse and backpack barely on my shoulder as I opene