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Better Study Habits (Parts 5-6)
by Vanessa White
Part Five
The next morning Travis and Rachel were sitting at the kitchen table
eating cereal and drinking hot cocoa. Travis was still so impressed with
himself for studying on a Friday night and actually getting some work
done. He was actually looking forward to getting back into it as soon as
he could. And he was up at 9 a.m. on a Saturday! He had the whole day
ahead of him. He hadn't felt this focused and clear-headed in a very
long time, if ever.
They were startled by an excited shriek from the living room. "Oh my
God, Rachel come here... Nicole met a boy in France! Aiyeeeeee!!!!!"
Rachel leapt up nearly spilling her cereal on the floor. "Oh my God, oh
my God, oh my God!" She sped into the living room. Travis followed
casually behind.
The two girls were huddled around Karen's computer with their eyes bugged
out. "Oh my God, he's soooooooooo cute!" Rachel shrieked.
"I know!" said Karen. "His name is Henry. He is a finance grad student.
They met at a caf?!!!!"
"Awwwww," said Rachel. "That's like....my dream! Oh my god, I wanna
meet a boy....in Paris. Damn, he's gorgeous."
Karen piped in. "I know, right? He's fuckin' hot...." They giggled at
Karen's choice of words.
Travis tried to follow along. "Wow, that's cool. I guess. Good for
her. But I mean, why don't you... you know, try to meet some guys here?"
Neither of them looked up from the computer. "What?" asked Karen half-
interested.
Travis raised his voice up a couple levels. "Why...don't...you...try...
to...meet...a...guy....HERE?"
"Ummmm....because they're all American guys??" Karen answered in the form
of a snotty question.
"Yeah," agreed Rachel. "You're just not that interesting. No offense."
"None taken," chuckled Travis. "I don't get it though."
"You will," said Rachel without looking up.
"What's that supposed to mean?" asked Travis.
Karen piped in. "Rach and I, we have higher standards. We want romance,
we like smart guys, we like cute guys. You can't really find that
here....at all. Plus, we're not gonna let boys distract us from getting
good grades."
Travis laughed. "Unbelievable. Whatever. These are supposed to be the
best years of your life. You should spend some of it having a good time.
I mean if either of you wanna see what you're missing, you know where to
find me. I'll even speak with a French accent. Sacre bleu! Ha ha!"
They both looked up and smiled. Karen said, "Ohhhh, Travis. You're sooo
cute...in a kind of endearing, yet pathetic way....you have no idea. One
day you'll understand."
"I understand that you two......need to get your party on....OH FUCK!"
The mention of the word party made him remember that he had studied and
slept his way through the Party Zone party last night!!!
"Travis, what is it?!" exclaimed Rachel.
"I totally fronted on my boys last night! Fuck! I missed it!" He got
on his cell phone and immediately fired off a text to Jonas, knowing full
well he probably wouldn't be awake for at least 4 or 5 more hours. "I'm
such a fucking idiot!!!"
Karen asked, "Why, because you missed a party? Think of how much work
you got done last night."
"You don't understand," said Travis, practically on the verge of sobbing.
"These are my BOYS. I can't front on them like that."
Karen reached out and made a scratching motion with her hand. "Come
here...sit down...."
"No...no!" blurted Travis. "I'm getting out of here. I'm gonna go to
the Party Zone right now and start drinking my face off. Right now!"
He got dressed in record time, putting on a pair of jeans and his tennis
shoes. He left the same t-shirt he slept in on. Had he bothered to
change it, he might have noticed he was still wearing the onyx and silver
heart-shaped necklace. But he didn't. He was so focused on getting over
to his old house.
He darted to the front door and opened it. He was immediately startled
by the figure of a tall woman in a black leather coat and sunglasses.
Part Six
The woman smiled when she saw Travis. She had her hair up in a bun and
the reddest glossiest lips he had ever seen. She wore long, dangling
black onyx chandelier earrings that almost met her shoulders.
"Oh, hello young man," she said in a raspy voice. "You must be the new
subletter."
Travis was still processing the shock of being met by this woman on his
way out. "Yeah. Yeah that's me....uh....can I help you?"
"I'm Alison Dresner," she said. "I own the house. Karen and Rachel are
my tenants. But I came to see you."
"Well, it's nice to meet you, but I'm kind of in a hurry and they never
said anything about you coming over or anything. I kind of have to be
somewhere right now. Maybe you could come back tomorrow?"
Before Travis knew what was happening, Ms. Dresner had taken off her
glove and stretched her hand behind Travis' head with her long perfect
magenta manicure and began to gently scratch his head.
The effect on Travis was immediate and overwhelming.
"Oh......ohhhhhh.... I....oh wow....um."
"Now," she said grinning devilishly, "doesn't that feel good?"
"Uhhhhh....huh...." moaned Travis. He was for all intents and purposes
being utterly debilitated....by pleasure.
"Good," she purred. "Let's go back inside. I want to talk with you. I
want to get to know you."
She led Travis back into the living room. "Hello, girls."
"Hello, ma'am," they both said at once.
"Studying hard as usual I see?" she asked smiling.
"Um, well no not actually ma'am," said Karen. "We just got an email from
Nicole in Paris. She has a boyfriend now. I'm kind of jealous."
Ms. Dresner took off her sunglasses to reveal her incredibly made-up
green eyes. "Really??? Well isn't that nice. I always liked her. It's
soooo nice for a girl her age to be in love with a young man."
"Yes ma'am," said Rachel. "I'm really happy for her. I hope it happens
to me someday"
"Of course you do, Rachel. You're a lovely girl and I just know your
turn is right around the corner." She paused and smiled wickedly at
that. "Now, Travis and I are going to go into the kitchen to have a
conversation." She continued scratching his head gently.
She walked him into the kitchen and sat across from him at the table.
"They're nice girls, aren't they?"
"Yes," said Travis trying to regain his senses.
"I'm lucky to have such great tenants year after year. And Rachel has
such excellent taste in jewelry, doesn't she? Such a fashion plate, that
one."
"I...uh...yeah, she does..." Travis was slowly making sense of what was
going on.
"Do you wear jewelry, Travis? I'm just curious....I can't imagine life
without it."
"Uh...well no....I'm like...a normal dude..."
At that, Ms. Dresner loosened her scarf from around her neck to reveal
her neckline. She was wearing an identical design necklace to the one
Rachel had placed on him the night before. Only hers was slightly
larger. Upon seeing it, Travis' eyes lit up. He was completely
flabbergasted...and frightened.
"Really?" she asked softly. "Is that so? Just a normal...'dude'?"
"What...what is going on here?" Travis protested. He gripped at the
necklace underneath his shirt and tried feebly to tug it off.
"Shhhh..." she purred. "You will stop that right now."
With that his hand slid back down to his side. The fear and confusion
were escalating. How was this possible? Who was this woman??
Ms. Dresner reached into her purse and produced a shiny black orb and
held it in the palm of her hand in front of Travis. He had never seen
anything quite like it...it was shiny, yet a deep dark black in color.
And beneath its exterior, it seemed as if there was a swirly motion
occurring.
"Touch," commanded Ms. Dresner.
Travis was in shock but could feel himself being compelled to do as he
was told. She saw this and smiled. "Touch," she repeated. Her voice
seemed to echo this time.
Travis watched in horror as his hand, seemingly against his own will,
came to rest on the orb. Instantly his eyes shut and he felt......only
warmth.
Then the room came back into focus, only through a black haze. Ms.
Dresner was sitting right in front of him, but her hair was down long
past her shoulders. She was wearing a white flowery dress and a huge
pearl necklace. She looked almost like a woman from an old painting.
"Now, you have nothing to fear. You feel only pleasure. You feel only
warmth. You trust me with every fiber of your being."
"Yes," said Travis drinking in her words.
"This is the dreamworld. It feels sooooo good to be here. You want to
be here forever, do you understand?"
"Yes," said Travis. He was now completely under her control.
"And you will be. You are starting an incredible journey. And when you
complete the journey, you will be here forever. You will be one of us.
You will be......a woman."
She let that ring through his being and then asked, "Do you understand?"
"Yes," he said accepting and internalizing every word.
"Good. The necklace you are wearing is your key to the dreamworld. You
must never take it off. Do you understand?"
"Yes. I understand."
"You will accept with all your heart that you are becoming a woman. You
want so badly now to be a woman. You must not fight it. You will let it
happen. Say for me now. 'I want to be turned into a woman.'"
"I want...to...be turned into...a woman," said Travis in a monotone.
"Good. Good girl. And so you shall. You will study hard and read your
books. You will do as Rachel and Karen tell you. You love them. They
are your best friends. You want to be just like them. Don't you?"
"Yes," said Travis. "I want to be just like them."
"They will help the woman in you come out. Just listen to them and let
it happen. They are your best friends now."
Travis was processing all this and he began to shudder.
"Jonas," he managed to blurt out.
"What's that, sweetie?" she asked.
"And Jonas. Jonas is my friend."
"Is Jonas your good friend. From your old house?"
"Yes," he said.
She smiled and thought a moment. "Jonas is a popular boy. You are
becoming a girl. Now that you are becoming a girl, you have a crush on
popular boys. You have always had a crush on Jonas. He is more than
just your friend. He is your fantasy boy. Do you understand?"
"I....uh...."
"Do you understand?"
He had fought momentarily to resist the programming, but he was no match
for it. It was too powerful.
"Yes. I understand," he said, almost whimpering at knowing he had
accepted a sexual interest in a guy.
Ms. Dresner quietly cackled in delight. Then she regrouped herself.
"When you are not in the dreamworld with me," she continued, "you will
not remember any of this. It is important that your changes are in your
subconscious and you change gradually. I want my girls to be works of
art. Great works of art are not made in a day. I want you to be
perfect. You want to be perfect don't you?"
"Yes," said Travis agreeing with anything she said.
"Good," she smiled. "And so you shall be. I will see you again soon and
you will be so much further along. And you will be sooooo happy. I will
count to three and you will wake up and you won't remember any of this,
but it will always be inside you. Deep down you will love what is
happening to you. In your waking life, every new acceptance of your
femininity will make you feel sooooo good and it won't be long until the
dreamworld and the real world are the same. You just need to listen to
Rachel and Karen....and let it happen. I will count to three.
One...two....three..."
The black haze faded and Travis came to sitting at the kitchen table. He
didn't remember what he had been doing. "Am I hungover?" he thought. "I
didn't go out last night...or did I?"
He was alerted by the sound of giggling and overlapping conversation in
the other room. He came out to find Rachel, Karen and Ms. Dresner
surrounding the computer, still looking at pictures of Nicole and her new
boyfriend.
"Oooooh," said Ms. Dresner. "He really is a cute French boy. I don't
mean to come off sounding like a...what do you call it....a cougar. But
I'd do him!!!!"
"Ms. Dresner!" said Karen, bringing her hand up to her mouth in mock
disbelief.
Then they all noticed Travis and smiled.
"Oh, hello Travis," said Ms. Dresner. "We were just chatting a bit. I
assure you I don't really meddle in the affairs of my tenants. I try to
be....hands off. Let you live your lives. I just want your rent money
at the end of the day."
"Oh, um....no problem," said Travis. "Um, you're the landlord then?"
Ms. Dresner smiled at his complete confusion. "Yes, that's right. I'm
Alison Dresner. And you must be Travis."
"Yep. I really like living here. It's a great house. And Karen and
Rachel have been great to me."
"I'm so glad. Oh, before I go...I almost forgot. If you don't have to
drive anywhere today, can I have your driver's license for a few hours.
I need to make a copy of it. It's just standard procedure for
subletting. If you don't mind. I'll bring it back later tonight."
"Uhhhh...yeah, sure I guess. I'm not going anywhere," said Travis.
"No, you're not," said Ms. Dresner smiling.
He reached into his wallet and handed it over. She stood up and said her
goodbyes to the girls and then extended her hand to Travis. He couldn't
help but notice the brilliance of her huge flower shaped diamond ring as
she extended it.
"That is quite some ring, Ms. Dresner," said Travis.
"Oh, why thank you Travis. That's so nice of you to say. Usually boys
don't notice things like that. I'm very impressed with you, young man!"
She giggled.
Travis didn't know why, but upon being told Ms. Dresner was impressed
with him, he felt a wave of satisfaction......and pleasure.
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