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Not Always Fair By Julie O Contains Characters from The Julieverse- Vengeance is Bittersweet Chapter 1 "So what the hell happened?" asked Brian Buford as he stepped out of his car. The police officer looked around as if to see if anyone was listening. "Your son was in an accident," replied the cop. "A drunk driver drove across the medium and ploughed into your son's car." "Is Jack okay?" asked Brian anxiously. The cop nodded as he looked around again. "He's bruised up pretty bad..." replied the cop. "Chet, we're in the hospital parking lot at 1:00 AM, there's no one else here, what the hell has you so worried?" snapped Brian. "Sorry Boss," replied Chet as he stared back at the large burly man. "Um, it's just that your kid was...um..." "Get to the point," snapped Brian. "He was dressed up as a girl," admitted Chet is a barely audible tone. Brian's jaw dropped. "Don't worry, we're already doing damage control....this won't get out," replied Chet. Brian ran his fingers through his short gray hair. "Boss, you're the best Borough Manager we've ever had and the last thing any of us want is for you to lose the next election. I've also talked to the people in the ER and they've also going to help cover this up," reassured Chet. "Thanks," replied Brian. "I appreciate your sense of loyalty. So where's Jack?" "In the hospital," said Chet. "Okay...do me a favor and run by the house and pick up my wife. I'm going in to see Jack," said Brian. "Will do, Boss," replied Chet as he walked towards his patrol car. Chapter 2 When eighteen-year-old Jack Buford woke up he was immediately gripped by a sense of panic. He sat up in the hospital bed suddenly and looked around the room. He immediately noticed his parents staring at him. Jack stared back, not sure what to say. The silence lasted for what seemed like hours before Brian spoke. "So tell us what happened?" he demanded. Jack gulped and wondered what he was going to tell his mom and stepfather; the fact that neither had asked him how he felt was troublesome. "I was just driving around," replied Jack softly. "Wearing a skirt and a blouse?" asked Brian. "I was just driving around," repeated Jack. "I wasn't going anywhere." "Why?" asked his mom. Jack stared at her. He had dreaded his moment his whole life. "I don't know...I've always had these...feelings...feelings that I should have been a girl," he admitted. "So you're done this sort of thing before?" demanded Brian. Jack nodded. "I've gone out a few times before...usually I just stay home," admitted Jack. Brian was doing his best to hold in his temper. "Do you have any idea what would happen if you were caught?" "You mean like now?" asked Jack. "I guess my life will be a living hell here." "Not to mention our lives," snapped Brian. "Christ if this got out I would lose the next election...assuming that I wasn't fired!" "Yeah, I forgot about you...how thoughtless of me," said Jack softly. Brian just glared back. "Damnit Jack, you know what I mean. We both care about you, but this is serious," countered Brian. Jack had never known his birth father. His mom, Susan, had married Brian when Jack was five. "So how many people know?" asked Jack. "The police who arrived on the scene, the EMTs, and the hospital staff. They should be okay, but something like this is going to get out...it always does," said Brian. Jack sighed. "I'm sorry...I know I fucked up." "The accident wasn't your fault," interjected Susan. "We're very happy that you weren't seriously hurt. Jack nodded. He remembered the doctors saying that he had been very lucky and only suffered a mild concussion and some other minor scrapes and bruises. "Yeah, but what about the other stuff?" asked Jack. "Dad's right, this is a small town and eventually the truth will get out." "I may have a solution," said Brian as he left the room. As soon as the door closed, Susan got up and gave Jack a long hug. As they held each other, they both began to cry. Chapter 3 "You can't be serious Dear?" asked an astonished Susan. It was six in the morning and they were sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee. "I'm every serious," he replied. "Look, it's not permanent, but we need to get Jack out of town for a while. He's just killing time around here until he starts college in the fall, no one will suspect a thing if he leaves suddenly. Besides what happens if he...dresses again?" "Do you think he will?" asked Susan. "I went into his room. He has a whole trunk of women's clothing and other things," replied Brian in disgust. "Damn, just when you think you know a kid. Did you have any idea?" Susan shook her head. "I know Jack isn't very macho...but I never thought he wanted to a girl," continued Brian. Susan nodded in agreement. She had never suspected that her only child wanted to be a girl. Jack was barely five-eight and thin. He also kept his hair shoulder- length, but then again so did most of the boys in his class. "We need to do this...for all of us," continued Brian. "Are you that worried about your job?" she asked. Brian nodded. "Yes, yes I am. Honey, you know the people in this town, they're good people, but not exactly liberal. It would be bad enough if Jack came out as gay...but a transvestite?" "We don't know what he is," she replied. Jack rolled his eyes. He knew that Susan liked to watch the talk shows like Oprah. "What difference does it make what we call him? He was driving around town dressed as a girl!" "I know," she replied. "I just think we should give him a chance first." Brian shook his head. "Too risky," he replied. Susan got up and looked out the window. It was all she could do to not start crying again. "When do we tell him?" she asked. "There's no reason to delay it...Sarah says that she'll be ready to take him by Monday," he replied. "I'm surprised that she said yes. Your sister has always seemed rather selfish to me," said Susan as she walked back to the table. "She is, that's why she agreed to do this. She owes me ten grand and I agreed to consider the debt paid in full if she would take Jack in," he replied. "And did you tell her the reason why Jack is going out there?" asked Susan. "Yes," he replied. "And what did she say?" asked Susan. "She said that she wasn't surprised," he replied. Susan cursed her sister-in-law to herself. She knew how selfish Sarah could be and she often couldn't be trusted. "I still don't like it," said Susan. "There has to be another way." Brian lifted his hands into the air. "If you know it, please let me in on it. You're family is out of the question...and most of my family lives around here....so that doesn't leave a lot of choices. Look, I don't like this anymore than you do...but we have to look at the big picture!" Susan begrudgingly agreed. "Okay, we better go and tell him together," she said. Chapter 4 Jack stared out the window of the jet as they began their approach into Las Vegas. He was still in a state of shock over how his life had turned upside down in the past week. His deepest secret had been exposed to his family and now he was banished to live with his aunt. Even though he always took every precaution, deep down he always knew that there was a possibility that he could get caught. He never counted on being in an accident. It was bad enough being outted, but to have so many people find out was even worse than he had imagined. As far back as he could remember he had the urges to dress as a woman. At first it was confusing because there was no sexual thrill from doing it, then he read articles online and he realized that he was probably transgendered. One of the deciding factors he had made when he picked a college to attend was that it had to have a good LGBT center. He planned to seek help there and maybe find some inner peace, but that plan was out the window as now he wasn't even sure if he was going to college. Oh, his grades were good enough, but he lacked the money. He had originally counted on getting some help from his parents, but that door was closed. That brought up another issue...his stepfather. For the most part he had always gotten along with Brian...he could no longer consider calling the man Dad ever again. Their relationship, while never really close, had always been friendly, but Jack knew that was over. He had seen the anger and hatred in Brian's eyes. At least his Mom still loved him...but he knew that their relationship would be difficult now thanks to Brian. Jack closed his eyes and remembered what Brian had said to him just prior to leaving. "It would be best...for all of us, if you don't come back," said Brian. "I also think you shouldn't contact your Mother." "Why not?" asked Jack. "She's deeply hurt by what you did," said Brian. "I think you should just go on your way." Jack stared back. "I've arranged for you to stay with your Aunt Sarah for three months. After that she'll ask you to leave," continued Brian. "I suggest you use this time to get a job and a place to live. Oh, and don't even think of coming back to my house...you won't be welcome." Those were the last words that Brian had spoken to him. Jack reopened his eyes as he heard the flight attendant making her announcement concerning landing. Chapter 5 Sarah picked him up at the airport. She was a tall blonde haired woman, with a deep tan. Her breasts were large and they looked as if they were about to pop out of her top. She also had several tattoos on each shoulder. "Please call me Sarah...I'm not into the whole 'aunt' thing as it makes me feel old," she stated. "Okay, Sarah," he replied. "So you know the deal, right?" she asked as she popped the trunk of her car. "Yes, it was made very clear to me," he replied as he put his bags into the trunk. "Look, I'm not judging you. I have several gay friends, but I have my life too. Brian has provided me with money to cover your room and board for the next three months. But after that, well, you're on your own." Jack nodded "That was also made clear to me," he replied as he got into the car. Sarah started up the engine and then turned towards him. "Oh one more question, are you going to be Jack or Jackie while you're here?" she asked. Jack shrugged his shoulders. "If you don't want me to dress, I won't," he replied. She shook her head. "No, that's not it. I just don't want you switching back and forth...it would cause issues with me and my neighbors. If you want to be a chick, that's cool...I think you could pull it off...but I can't have you being a guy one day and a girl the next," she explained. "I'll give you a few days to think about it, but then you have to make up your mind, okay?" "Really?" he asked. She nodded. "Personally, I hope you become a girl, it would be more fun. I might even be easier for you to get a job," she said. Jack nodded, although he wasn't sure what she was talking about. "Well, I need to drop you off as I have to be at work soon," she said. "Um, where do you work?" he asked. "I'm a shift manager at one of the best gentlemen's clubs in town," she replied. "I used to be a dancer there, but I got a promotion. Did I shock you?" "Um... sorta...Brian said that you worked in one of the casinos," said Jack. "He doesn't approve of me...he doesn't like people who don't meet his standards of behavior....but you figured that out already," she replied. "No shit," said Jack. Sarah let out a laugh. "Look kid, like I said earlier, I'm not going to judge you. But if you want to be a girl, I can help you. But I'm not going to support you either. In three months you're on your own," she said. "Now, do you have any money?" "A few thousand...I saved it for college. Oh, and I'm going to get a check from the insurance company for my car being totaled," he replied. "I got to keep the money at least." "Brian may be a jerk at times but he's no thief. If you're going to become Jackie, you're going to need to spend some money," she said. "The good thing is that I have a Masters in shopping ...I will help you maximize your new wardrobe." "Thanks," he replied. "Oh, and it's not Jackie." "Too obvious?" she asked. He nodded. "So what do you want to be called?" she asked. "Don't laugh...but I've always liked Jill," he said. Sarah giggled. "Sorry...but that's almost as obvious...but you know, Jill could work for you. Anyway, we can talk about this more when I get home from work," she said as they pulled up in front of a townhouse. Chapter 6 Jack unpacked his meager belongings. He had only brought two bags and a carryon bag. His mom promised to ship some of his other things, but he doubted that Brian would do it. Brian had thrown out all Jack's girl things. It was no great loss, but it still pissed him off. At least Jack had his phone and laptop. On a whim he dialed home. He wasn't totally shocked when the call didn't go through. He figured that Brian would have the number blocked. He then thought about what Sarah had said in the car. If she was telling the truth, it might be good opportunity to explore his feminine side. He was also intrigued by what she had said about it being easier to get a job. Surely she wasn't thinking that he wanted to be a dancer. The room was sparse, but nice. Most of the furniture looked like it came from IKEA. There was also a TV. Jack was especially pleased to see that he had his own bathroom. After unpacking his things he went downstairs and walked into the kitchen. Sarah had told him that she wasn't much of a cook. He saw that the freezer was filled with prepared microwave meals and he settled on a package of lasagna. As the meal cooked he thought about how his life had drastically changed. He was now on a tight timeline to find a job and a new place to live. The question was what would he do? The military was hiring, but even with the impending repeal of "Don't Ask; Don't Tell" there was no way that he could join. He still wanted to go to college, but that would have to wait until he was on firmer financial ground. So what sort of job? He knew from past experience that minimum wage jobs wouldn't be the long-term answer. Oh, it was good enough when living at home, but soon he would have to pay rent and other living expenses. The money he had in savings...and the insurance settlement wouldn't last long...especially if he shifted to being a girl fulltime. The microwave meal wasn't that bad and as he ate he found a local job site on his laptop. As expected, the jobs posted were either beyond his experience or were minimum wage. Maybe he should leave Vegas and go somewhere else he thought, but where? He knew little of the world beyond his home town and now he was forced to learn. It was like studying for a test, except this time failing wasn't an option. It was all very daunting and he was debating calling Brian and begging to be let back home, but the idea of crawling back sickened him. He hadn't done anything wrong so why should he apologize. The feelings he had were a part of him...or was that part of her? Chapter 7 "So, you're sure about this?" asked Sarah. "Yes...I've realized that this is a chance to be the real me." "Okay, Jill," replied Sarah as she smiled. "I think that name fits you. Anyway we should be at the salon in a few minutes." Jill nodded. She was still dressed as a guy, but she was about to start her physical transformation into becoming a woman. "While you're getting your makeover, I'll pick out an outfit for you. Thankfully you have a slight build so finding clothes won't be a problem. Afterwards we can go out and get additional things," said Sarah. "Thanks," replied Jill. "You're welcome. Now, I've talked to Paula, she's the woman who runs this place, and given her some ideas for your makeover. Trust me on this...you have the potential to be quite attractive...and that will help you get a job," said Sarah. "I understand," said Jill. "This is going to be so much fun!" squealed Sarah. "Sorry, but I've never had a sister...and being I don't plan on having kids, this could be the closest I will ever have to having a sister or a daughter." "Well, even though you don't want me to call you Aunt, I can be your niece," said Jill. "That's true," said Sarah. "But I still don't want you to call me Aunt Sarah!" Sarah pulled into a parking spot and led Jill into the Salon. A thin woman with spiked purple hair greeted Sarah as soon as they entered. "Sarah, how are you?" she said. "I'm doing well Paula. Thank you for taking on this project as such short notice," replied Sarah. "This is Jill and I'm leaving her in your capable hands." Paula turned and looked at Jill. She ran her eyes over Jill and began to take mental notes. "Pleased to meet you, Jill," said Sarah. "Yes, I think we can do wonders with you." "Cool," replied Jill. "Well, let's get started," said Paula. "I have some shopping to do," said Sarah. "I should be back in a few hours." "Well, you'll know where to find us," said Paula as she reached over and ran her fingers through Jill's hair. "Very nice...you have very nice hair Jill. Have you ever thought about being a blonde?" Chapter 8 Jill sat back in the salon hair. Her hair was now dyed a light blonde color and it was now styled in a layered look. Her eyebrows were now thin and arched, which made her face look much more feminine. Looking at her hands she admired her nails which were now longer and colored light coral. Her toe nails were colored the same way. Her body was also smooth and softer thanks to the waxing that she had received. "Okay, you ready for your makeup?" asked Paula. Jill nodded. "How much experience do you have in doing makeup?" asked Paula. "I've played around with it," replied Jill. "So you're self taught?" Jill nodded. "Good, just like most girls. Okay, then I'm not going to do your makeup, I'm going to teach you. How does that sound?" "Great," replied Jill. "Okay. First I'll teach you how to do everyday type makeup. Then I'll teach you how to do night time makeup. If you like the products, you can buy them here," continued Paula. "We carry very high quality products...and I can give you a good deal...especially if you become a regular client." "Well, I love what you did with my hair," said Jill. "You did come out nice, if I do say so myself," said Paula. "Now let's get started." Chapter 9 Sarah arrived a short time later. She was carrying several large shopping bags. "Wow...Jill you look stunning!" she exclaimed. "Thanks," replied Jill. "She did her own makeup...with my guidance, but she actually applied it," interjected Paula. "Very nice," said Sarah. "Well, I have your clothes. I brought in one outfit; the rest is in the car. I found some great sales today." She then began to unpack the items in the bags. "Oh, I bought you some very nice breast pads," added Sarah. "They're top of the line not some cheap knockoffs." Jill looked at the silicon pads. "They look really big," said Jill. "Yes, but they'll look good on you," said Sarah. "Trust me." Jill nodded. "Okay, start with the panties...and make sure that you tuck your...maleness," said Sarah. Twenty minutes later Jill was standing in front of a full length mirror admiring her new look. She was dressed in a short skirt, open- toed high heels, along with a pink sleeveless top. Additionally she also had on a gold necklace, bracelets, rings, and a watch. "Very nice," said Paula. "I agree," said Sarah. Jill reached up and cupped her breasts. They looked so real. They also stood out and she was still concerned about their size. "Well, what do you think?" asked Sarah. "I'm not sure about the breasts," said Jill. "They're hard not to notice." "That's the whole point," said Sarah. "They're 34 DD, but they look great." Jill turned and looked at Sarah. "Honey, your looks are going to be an asset...and will help you get a job. The pads are just there until you get your own," said Sarah. "Do you think that I could have my own breasts this large? Is that possible?" asked Jill. Sarah nodded. "We have a doctor who does a lot of plastic surgery for girls at the club. I showed him a photo of you and he was the one who suggested that I go with the breast pads that you are now wearing." "Really?" asked Jill. "In fact he wants to meet you this week. I took the liberty of making an appointment for you," continued Sarah. "When?" asked Jill. "Tomorrow," she replied. "When I told him your story he immediately asked to help. He also agreed to do it at a discount to save you money." "Um, okay, I guess there's no harm in talking to him," said Jill. "I think you look great," said Paula. "The breasts are icing on the cake." "Thanks," replied Jill. She suspected that Sarah was holding something back, but she decided not to ask about it at this time. "So, you ready to get some lunch?" asked Sarah. Jill nodded. "Yes, I'm starving." "Good. Then we'll do some more shopping," said Sarah. "Now, you need to settle with Paula first." Chapter 10 Later that day Jill was unpacking her new wardrobe and other feminine items. "I'm impressed with your shopping skills Sarah," said Jill. "I learned so much today." "Good. A girl needs to know how to shop and save money too," replied Sarah, who was packing up Jill's male clothing. "What are you going to do with them?" asked Sarah as she pointed at clothes. "There's a homeless shelter up the road from the club. I figure they can use them," said Sarah. Jill nodded. "Is there anything here you want?" Jill shook her head. "No, might as well make a clean break," she replied. "Good," replied Jill. "Thanks for everything you've done so far." "Well, I want you to succeed and you only have a short time to learn how to be a girl," said Sarah. "You're going to be on your own soon. I know it sounds cold, but I like living alone. I don't mind helping you for the next few months, but I'm not willing to have you live with me past three months." "I understand," replied Jill. Jill then sat down on her bed. "Sarah, what sort of job do you think I can get?" Sarah grinned. "Let's go downstairs and talk," she replied. Chapter 11 Jill sat down across from Sarah in the living room. "Okay, I want you to hear me out first before you say anything," said Sarah. "Okay," replied Jill. "Good. Now, let's be honest, your odds of getting a good job are low. You have several things going against you. First there's your age, next there's your lack of higher education. When you have people with graduate degrees working in McDonalds you know that it's a tough job market," said Sarah. "Add to that your gender issue and it's unlikely that you'll get a decent paying job." Jill felt a sickening feeling growing in her stomach. "And even if you dressed and acted as a guy your chances of getting a job above minimum wage are low," she continued. "However, there's one area that your assets give you an advantage." "What's that?" asked Jill nervously. "You can become an escort," answered Sarah. Jill froze and it took her a moment to recover enough to speak. "You mean become a whore?" asked Jill. "No, an escort, there's a huge difference," replied Sarah. "It's like the difference between being a fry cook in a fast food place and being a chef at a five star restaurant." "Who would pay to have sex with me?" asked Jill. "You have no idea how many," replied Sarah. "I talked to a friend who runs an agency and he's very interested in you." "When did you do this?" asked Jill. "Before you arrived," she replied. Jill's jaw dropped. "Honey, don't look so shocked. Deep down you had to know that you might have to take a walk on the wild side to find a decent job," said Sarah. "A top escort can earn a really nice salary in this town." "But...but I thought prostitution was illegal in Vegas?" asked Jill. "It is. But as an escort the client isn't paying for sex, they're paying for your company. When you have sex with them, that act is paid in the form of a tip. I know, it's a fine line, but the system works. The big escort agencies rarely get hassled by the police...as long as the rules are followed...by both the client and the escort." Jill just stared back. "You'll see better clients and more importantly...less clients," continued Sarah. "If you get your surgery this week, you'll be able to start working in a month or so." "I can't do it," said Jill. "Why not? Don't you like men?" asked Sarah. "I...I've never been with one," she replied. "Okay, but do you think about having sex with men...be honest...do you?" Jill nodded. "I also like girls," added Jill. "Even better, it will be make you even more sought after," said Sarah. "Look, if you play your cards right and invest your money, you'll only have to work for a few years and then you can shift to a less strenuous career...that is if you want to. It's a very addicting lifestyle...some of the clients treat you very nice...I suspect that you'll quickly build up a group of regulars...that's where the real money is." "How...how do you know so much about it?" asked Jill. "I used to do it full time," she replied. "But I thought you said you were a dancer?" Sarah shook her head. "Sorry, that was a lie. No, I worked as an escort. I got my current job because the owner of the club was a client," said Sarah. "I still see a few of my regular clients." Jill didn't know what to say. "I'm not going to force you into this...but I think it's the best chance you have to make something of yourself. Also I won't let you make the same mistakes I have," said Sarah. "Like what?" asked Jill. "I blew most of my money in the casinos. I know...pretty stupid. At least I kept my condo. I had to borrow some money from my brother, but helping you settles that debt," she explained. "The guy who runs the agency that is interested in you is much nicer than the man I worked for. He actually sets up a 401K for his girls...and he also provided health care." "You're kidding," said Jill. Sarah shook her head. "Hell, if I was younger I would work for him," she replied. "Do you want to meet him?" "This is all happening too fast," said Jill. "I need time to think about it." "No you don't," countered Sarah. "If you didn't want to do it you would have gotten up and left. Jill, you're very passable and attractive. With some physical changes, you will be stunning...and highly sought after. You can do this or work as a waitress...I know you won't like that...it's a really shitty job...trust me on that." Jill let out a sigh. "So, do you want to meet him?" asked Sarah. "Okay," she replied. "I'll meet him...but it doesn't mean that I'm saying yes." "Of course," said Sarah as she pulled out her cell phone. "I can understand your apprehension, but this is great deal for you." Jill didn't reply as she watched Sarah dial the phone. Chapter 12 An hour later Sarah led Jill into the office of Nova Entertainment, which was located in a strip mall. "Classy," said Jill. "Looks can be deceiving my dear," replied Sarah. Once inside the rather ordinary office they were greeted by a tall bearded man in tailored light gray suit. "Sarah my dear, it's so good to see you," said the man. "Likewise Robert," replied Sarah as she hugged the tall man. Sarah then turned and motioned for Jill to approach. "Robert Wolfe, this is my niece Jill," she introduced. Robert smiled, exposing his bright white teeth. "I'm very pleased to meet you Jill. Sarah has told me so much about you," he greeted as he extended his hand. Jill smiled nervously as she shook his hand. She had to admit that he was a very handsome man, almost too handsome. "Hi," she replied softly. "Please let's sit down," said Robert as he motioned to the plush antique furniture that filled his office. Jill sat down on a chair across from Robert. "So, let's cut to the chase, I really want you as an employee," said Robert. "You are even lovelier that Sarah described." "Thank you," replied Jill as she fidgeted. "I understand that you are currently eighteen...and will turn nineteen next month, is that correct?" he asked. Jill nodded. "Excellent," he replied. "I don't hire minors." "That's nice," said Jill softly. "If you work for me I can promise you steady work. I have a very high- end clientele and therefore don't need to overwork my employees, you can expect to date four to five times a week...unless you want to do more," he said. Jill swallowed apprehensively. "Dates, is that what they're called?" she asked. Robert nodded. "Yes, it's a fitting term. You will be with your client as if you were on a date. Most want to enjoy the company of the woman they are with before retiring to their rooms. We screen all our clients as we want to ensure that they are strictly high-class," he said. "They pay me for your time...anything else is worked out between you and them...and you are rewarded with a gratuity. Of course you will earn a salary too." "Um, how does that work...I mean...the 'working out' part?" she asked. Robert smiled. "Don't worry, we'll teach you the correct way." "You mean the legal way?" she asked. "Smart too...what a nice package. Yes my dear, the legal way. Technically this job is illegal, but usually the police have better things to do," he replied. "And what happens if they don't?" she asked. "At most you'll be charged with a misdemeanor, but we have an excellent lawyer and usually all you'll get is a warning," he replied. "The local authorities know that I run a clean business and keep my employees in line. They know that it's part of why people come here in the first place and they also know that our clients are big spenders...the last thing they want to do is hurt the local economy. The casinos won't hassle you as long as you're with a client...even though you're underage for gambling." "And what about my...gender?" she asked. "If you agree to work for me I will have our lawyer start paperwork that will make you legally female. That way should you ever get arrested you won't end up in the wrong cell," he replied. "Jill, I have several women like you working for me and I am very aware of the difficulties you face. The last thing I want is for you to be hurt." "You really have it all worked out," she said. "I don't kid myself. I know what I do isn't approved of in proper society, but it fills a need. I'm also not greedy and believe in sharing the wealth among my employees. Because of this I am very selective in who I hire. However I also expect my employees to follow my rules," he said. "Like what?' she asked. "No drugs, no working on the side, and no stealing, these are all grounds for immediate termination. If you decide to work for me, all the rules will be explained, I doubt you'll have any problem following them. I also require regular medical exams," he replied. Jill nodded. "How sexually active are you?" he asked. "I'm not...right now anyway," she replied. "And your sexuality?" "I like both men and women...but I'm still a virgin," she admitted. "How sweet," he replied. "Well, we'll ensure that you're properly trained before you start seeing clients. I want you to enjoy yourself too." Jill felt her cheeks get warm and she realized that she was blushing. "Sarah said that you're seeing the plastic surgeon tomorrow. I would like to be there to provide some input," he said. "What do you mean?" she asked. "Your face doesn't need much work...maybe some slightly larger lips, but I want you to look classy...not slutty. Those breasts look good on you...but you need some work in the hips and rear," he stated. "Sounds expensive," she said. "We have a discount with the doctor...he's also a client," said Robert. Jill actually smiled when she heard this. "Anything else?" she asked. "The good doctor also uses a very special hormone treatment. It will feminize you, while leaving you the ability to get hard and to have orgasms...that is very important to our clients. You see Jill, you are forbidden fruit, you allow them to give into their darker desires and maintain their sense of morality." She thought about what he had just said. "So you mean they can...play with my male side...and not see themselves as gay?" she asked. He nodded. "Precisely. It's silly I know, but it pays the bills." "I see," she replied. "Of course, some of your clients may be women," he added. Jill reached up and ran her fingers through her hair. He then described how much she could earn and the employee benefits. "Well, what do you say? How much time do you want to think about my offer?" he asked. Jill lowered her head and stared at the carpet. For every reason she could come up with for not working for Robert she could think of two reasons why she should. The idea of going through life in one dead end job after another was horrifying. While being a sex worker wasn't her dream job it could make her financially secure. In many ways it was the best solution to her problems. "I won't need any time...I would like to work for you," she replied as she lifted her head. Robert broke out in a huge smile, got up, and gave her a big hug. "Jill, you won't regret this decision," he stated. While she hugged him back she began to wonder if she had made the biggest mistake of her life. Chapter 13 Jill stared at the computer images that the plastic surgeon had downloaded onto her laptop. They showed her nude body with her enhanced breasts, hips, and rear. Additionally the images showed her to have a much thinner waist. "Still looking at them?" asked Sarah as she sat down next to Jill. "Yes...I can't believe that this will be me," she replied. "He's one of the best plastic surgeons around, you have nothing to worry about," said Sarah. "Maybe...but this is happening so fast," replied Jill. "I mean, he's going to work on me tomorrow." "All the more reason why you should turn this off and go to sleep," said Sarah. "Okay, I will," said Jill as she turned off the computer. "Sarah, am I doing the right thing?" "I think so...you don't have a lot of options," she replied. "There's no way you can go back to your old life...once my brother gets an idea in his head it's there to stay." "I just wish that I could talk to Mom," said Jill. "I can understand somewhat her reaction to me...I mean she does love him." "I wish I had an answer," said Sarah. "How old was your mom when you were born?" "Nineteen," replied Jill. "She doesn't like to talk about it much. I know that my real father abandoned her after she got pregnant. Brian has been nice to her...and I can't begrudge her being happy...but still, I am her child." "Give her time...I'm sure she'll come around. You're a sweet kid Jill and I can't see her holding a long grudge against you...just because you wanted to true to yourself," said Sarah. "Now, go to sleep, you have a big day ahead you tomorrow." "Good night," said Jill. "Sweet dreams," replied Sarah. Chapter 14 Several weeks later Jill was being examined by her doctor. "Very nice," he stated as he inspected his work. "How do you feel?" "Surprisingly very well...considering how much I've changed," she replied. "I'm pleased to hear that. I use a form of microsurgery that is designed to minimize pain and at the same time speed up the healing process," he replied as he examined her breasts. "Will they get much bigger?" she asked. "As you adjust to the hormone treatments you may see some growth. If they become too large I can reduce the size of the implants. You're currently a 34 DD, correct?" "That's right," she replied. "I know they may seem big, but they look very proportionally for you," he explained. "Please stand up; I want to inspect your hips and rear." Jill obeyed and hopped off the examination table. She noticed the way her breasts bounced as she moved and she smiled. Noticing her reaction, the doctor asked her how she was adjusting to the physical changes. "I'm slowly getting used to the way my body moves...it's very interesting," she replied. "It's not like I expected...but I like it." "I'm pleased to hear that. With each passing day you'll get used to the way it feels. How are you sleeping?" "That's a challenge. I have had to find a few sleeping position, but it's a small price to pay to look feminine," she replied. He nodded as he continued to inspect her body. "Okay, you can get dressed, everything looks fine," he said. "Thanks, doctor," she replied. "Do you think that I'll need additional surgery?" He shook his head. "You look very nice. Oh, I could do some more work on your face...maybe make your nose a bit smaller and enlarge your cheeks, but I would like to wait until your body adjusts to the hormones. You will see some softening of your features. You're quite lucky, you have feminine features and you'll have no problem passing. What are you doing for facial hair? Laser?" She nodded. "Thankfully I didn't have much to start off with," she replied. "Very nice," he replied. "Now, I would like to see you again in two weeks. You can make an appointment on your way out." "How soon can I start...working?" she asked. "Give your body another month to recover," he recommended. "You also need time to adjust to your new life." Jill nodded as she glanced in the mirror to look at her appearance. She was dressed in a short sun dress. Her bra pushed her breasts up so that they looked even larger. Jill looked down at her breasts and shrugged. They were now part of her assets as a future escort. "Okay, Doc, I'll see you in a few weeks," she replied. "Very good Jill, oh do you have enough hormones?" he asked. Jill nodded. "Good, please keep taking them," he said. Chapter 15 Sarah met Jill in the waiting area and together they walked out to the parking lot. Jill told Sarah that everything was fine. "I'm pleased to hear that. You look stunning my dear," replied Sarah. Jill smiled back as they stepped outside. She immediately put on her sun glasses. "Robert called and he wants us to stop by his office," said Sarah. "I wonder what he wants," replied Jill. "We'll soon find out," said Sarah. Ten minutes later they were walking into Robert's office. He was very pleased with her physical appearance. "You are going to be very popular," he replied as he sat down across from them. Jill told him what the doctor had said. "Yes, I am well aware of your progress. What I want to talk to you about is starting your training," he said. "I want you to start training your body sexually." He then handed her a large shopping bag. "Inside are several different sized sex toys, lubricants and an instructional guide," he explained."I want you follow the instructions in the guide. There's no reason why you can't enjoy yourself." Jill looked in the bag and noticed the range in sizes of the toys. "Some are for oral and the others are anal," he explained. "You will be expected to be proficient in both." Jill nodded. "Initially you will only be doing regular sex...but in time you may want to expand your skills," he continued. "Like what?" she asked. "Kinkier acts...bondage, S&M," he said. "Oh," she replied. "I hadn't thought of that." "I leave it up to my girls. But there is good money to be earned in those fields," he said. "You mean men will want to dominate and tie me up?" she asked. He nodded. "But many will want you in to be in charge." "Really?" asked Jill. He nodded. "A good dominatrix can bring in top dollar." "I never thought of that," she replied. "It's something to think about down the line. As you find out what you like you can shift to it. Initially you will be doing more mainstream acts. However, you may get some requests for role-play," he explained. "Like what?" "School girls are very popular, so are cheerleaders, our clients have a range of tastes," he said. "Don't worry; we will supply you with what you need." Jill nodded. "I also found you a place to live," he continued. "It's a nice condo, fairly new and with a pool. It'll be ready for you in four weeks. If you like it we can work out the paperwork so you can buy it. The woman who owns it is a good friend and I know she would give you a fair offer." "Can I see it first?" she asked. "Of course, we can drive by now if you'd like," he said. Jill looked at Sarah who nodded. "You do need to get your own place," said Sarah. "Another good thing is that several of our girls live there. Our employees look after each other," he said. "That's nice to know," said Jill. Chapter 16 When Jill saw the condo she was pleased to see that it was nice. She also liked the looks of the neighborhood. "So how do you know the owner?" asked Sarah. "She used to be one of the top escorts in the city," he replied. "Did she work for you?" asked Jill. Robert shook his head. "No, I was never that fortunate. She initially worked for a rival agency and when they closed down she went freelance. From what I understand, she retired from the business last year, but rumor has it she still sees special clients," he replied. "Too bad, she's quite stunning. You can judge for yourself." Jill turned to see a late model BMW pull into the parking spot next to Robert's car. A very beautiful woman stepped out of the car. Jill immediately agreed with Robert, the woman was stunning. Even though she was dressed in shorts and a gray sleeveless t-shirt she oozed both class and sexuality. Jill could immediately understand why the woman had once been one of the top escorts in Vegas. "Good afternoon Robert," she greeted as she walked over towards them. "It's always a pleasure to see you, let me introduce you to my friends," he replied. He then turned to Sarah and Jill. "This is a very good friend of mine, Jean Logan. Jean, this is Jill and Sarah." (Jean Logan first appeared in Vengeance is Bettersweet) Jean shook their hands. "So, who is the one interested in my condo?" asked Jean. "I am," replied Jill. Jean cast a slightly disapproving look at Robert. "She's a bit young...even for you," said Jean. He put up his hands in his defense. "She's nineteen Jean," he replied. "And you know me...I don't force anyone to work for me." Jean looked back at Jill. "Is that true, Jill?" asked Jean softly. Jill nodded. "Yes...he offered me a way out of a difficult situation," replied Jill. "It's a long story." Jean smiled back. "I would love to hear it some time. In the meantime let me show you around. Robert, why don't you and Sarah come back in an hour?" Chapter 17 "Well, what do you think?" asked Jean as they sat down in the living room. "It's very nice...I don't know if I can afford it," said Jill. "I'm due an insurance check soon for my old car." "You can...otherwise Robert wouldn't have brought you over," said Jean. "So, let's talk. How did you get into this?" Jill sighed and then proceeded to tell Jean how she had ended up in Vegas and working for Robert. "Well, I know it's hard to believe, but that's my story," said Jill. "Do you believe me?" "Unfortunately it's all too believable. You know that this isn't an easy life you've chosen?" Jill nodded. "I didn't have a lot of options. I know that I was meant to be a girl...and I needed a job...a high paying one. Sarah only agreed to have me live with her for three months." "Well, if you're going to work for anyone in this town Robert isn't a bad choice. You can trust him and he'll look out after you. How long did you agree to work for him?" "Three years," replied Jill. "Okay, that's about right for him. Do yourself a favor and save as much money as possible. This is not the type of job that you want to be doing any longer than necessary, don't make it a career," said Jean. "Trust me on this Jill, it's a harsh life...and you can do much more than this." "Okay," replied Jill. "Thanks for caring...I haven't had much of that lately in my life." "You're welcome," replied Jean. "Um, can I ask you a question Jean?" asked Jill. Jean smiled back. "You want to know why I did it, right?" Jill nodded. "I was forced...and unlike you I was transformed against my will," she replied. Jill's jaw dropped. "Forced?" she asked. "I was abducted, changed and forced into being an escort. Thankfully the people responsible were caught and they won't hurt anyone ever again," said Jean. "I'll tell you the whole sordid story another day. In the meantime, I would love for you to rent this place and if you like it I would be happy to sell it to you." Realizing that she had just made a friend, Jill nodded. "I would like that, thanks Jean." "Again, you're welcome," replied Jean. "I met a lot of good people who helped me through my rough period of my life and I would like to return the favor. I'm not going to try and talk you out of working for Robert, but I'm going to look out for you...if want me to." "I'd like that Jean," she replied. "Good, so when do you want to move in?" asked Jean. Chapter 18 Two weeks later Jill was having her first dinner in her own place. While she missed Sarah's company she suspected that her aunt didn't feel the same way and was glad that she had her place to herself again. In addition to renting her the condo, Jean had also provided much of the furniture. Still as nice as the place was it felt empty to Jill. It made her miss her mom even more. At least she had Jean in her life. It was very comforting to have someone who cared about her again. When she told Jean how lonely her new home felt Jean suggested that she get a cat. "I know that it's not the same as a person, but it's nice to have another living thing in the house," Jean had told her. "Do you have one?" Jill had asked. Jean smiled back and held up two fingers. She then told Jill that when she was ready they could go to a local cat shelter and pick out a kitten. After dinner Jill practiced with her sex toys. Robert wanted her ready to start working in a week. Jill was both excited and apprehensive about her new job. Partly it would get give her something to do and allow her to start earning a salary. On the other hand she realized that she was about to officially become a sex worker. Yes her job title would be escort, but she knew that she would be a prostitute. Later that evening Jill logged onto her computer and studied the list of life goals that she was working on. It was another of Jean's suggestions. Jill looked at the list and read each item. As per Jean's recommendation, the items weren't in any particular order yet. Jean said that it was best to come up with the ideas and then prioritize them. So far Jill had owning her own place, investing at least 10% of her income, and going to college on the list. She was going to add buying a car, but Robert had provided her with one. Technically it wasn't her own car, as it was leased to the company, but at least she had a way to get around town. The last thing she did before going to bed was to look at her new driver license. She had no idea how Robert had done it so quickly, but she now had a license with her female name and gender on it. This new legal status gave her peace of mind as the last thing she wanted was to be pulled over and have a male license. She looked in the mirror and looked hard at her reflection and she realized that there was little left of her old self looking back at her and she wasn't sure if this was a good thing or a bad thing. Chapter 19 It was the night before Jill's first appointment and as she was getting ready to cook dinner she got a call from Jean. "I was wondering if you'd like to join me for dinner," asked Jean. "Thanks, I'd really appreciate that," replied Jill. "Good. Can you be here in half an hour? There's no need to get dressed up, it will be just the two of us." "Sure," replied Jill. "Great. I have some fresh chicken marinating and it'll be ready to throw on the grill," replied Jean. "Do you need me to pick up anything?" asked Jill. "No that won't be necessary," she replied. "See you shortly and drive safely." Jill changed into a pair of shorts, a t-shirt and sandals. She arrived at Jean's home on time. It was a nice two level home located in a quiet neighborhood on the outskirts of the city. Jean greeted her at the door. Even though she was dressed casually in shorts and a sleeveless top, she looked very glamorous. "Good to see you Jill," said Jean as she hugged the younger woman. "Thanks for inviting me over...I really didn't want to be alone tonight," she replied. Jena nodded knowingly. "Well, come on in and we'll talk about it," said Jean. Once inside, they were met by two cats. One was grey and named Watson. The other one was called Sherlock and was orange in color. Jill crouched down and pet both of them. "I see they remember me," said Jill as she rubbed their chins. "Of course, they always remember a friend," replied Jean. "They're very sweet," said Jill. "Do they ever try to get out?" Jean shook her head. "No, they like the A/C too much." "That's good to hear," replied Jill as she stood up. "Let's head out to the deck and put the chicken on the grill...and then we can talk," said Jean. Jill nodded and followed Jean through the house. Chapter 20 "So, what has Robert told you about the client?" asked Jean as she checked the chicken breasts on the grill. "He's a businessman, 43 years old, out of Miami, regular customer, wants company at dinner and then...company up in his room," replied Jill as she listed the description that she had been given, "What's he into?" asked Jean. "Straight sex, mainly oral," replied Jill. Jean nodded. "I'm to dress classy...as if I'm on a date," continued Jill. "Just remember that it's not a real date...it's work," said Jean. Jill nodded. "That doesn't mean that you can't enjoy yourself, but remember that it's work. I'm glad to hear that the guy is a regular, but don't let your guard down," said Jean. "I won't. Robert wants me to call him before and after," she replied. "I'm pleased to hear that. Most clients are harmless, but there are those who are dangerous. They think they can prey on girls like you and get away with it. Sometimes they don't want to tip you...and sometimes they might try and hurt you," said Jean as she checked on the chicken. "Did that ever happen to you?" "A few times," she replied. "What did you do?" asked Jill. Jean picked up a pair of tongs and a tray and began to pick the chicken off the grill. "With the first company I worked for...nothing. But after they were shut down I worked for one that provided protection. Robert has a contact that will ensure that you get paid," said Jean. "Here, take this inside." Jill took the tray and headed inside. Chapter 21 "So why didn't the first company do anything?" asked Jill as they ate. "They wanted to punish me...and the other girls who worked for them," said Jean. "Punish you?" asked Jill. "I told you that I was forced into being a woman and an escort. They were a group of sick bastards who took the law into their own hands. At first they punished those people who escaped justice. Later they just grabbed people without proof of guilt. I was totally innocent, but they didn't care as they were too far on their power trip. They were also being used by one of their own. One of them was even more perverted and she took out her twisted fantasies out on us. The good thing is that they're all locked away for life," she said. Jill stared back in silence. "I'm sorry, I should be prying into your personal life," said Jill. "It's okay, talking about it helps me," said Jean as she took a sip of wine. "So how do you get by...being forced to be a woman?" asked Jill. "I was mentally conditioned to accept my new life...both as a woman and as an escort. I was given an elevated sex drive too. The good thing is that my conditioning has been adjusted so that the feelings I have are controllable," replied Jean. "At least I can cope now." "I had no idea," said Jill. "I got through the worst part and survived," replied Jean as she smiled. "The point is, this isn't a great way to make a living. Yes, you have a good boss who actually cares about his employees, but you can do so much more with your life. There's nothing romantic about this sort of work. I would hate to see you get hurt." "Thank you," she replied. "You have my number and if you ever want to talk, don't hesitate to call me," continued Jean. Jill felt like she was about to cry. "You okay?" asked Jean. Jill nodded. "Yes...it's just that I haven't felt like someone really cared about me since I was thrown out of my home," replied Jill. Jean reached over and took Jill by the hand. "I know the feeling," she replied. "So does your family know what happened to you?" asked Jill. "Yes, I told them after I was rescued...they weren't very understanding. Well, that's not totally true; some of my relatives have been nice...but most just want me to stay away from them. Thankfully I have made some really good friends. They know my story and accept me," explained Jill. "What I'm saying is that in time some of your family might accept you. But if they don't you have to move on with your life." "Thanks," replied Jill. "And if you play your cards right, I just might introduce you to some of my good friends," said Jean with a wink. Chapter 22 The next night Jill dressed to match the preferences of her client. He wanted her to look classy as if she was a young woman going to dinner with an older male relative. In fact her instructions told her that she was to call him Uncle when they were in public. That creeped her out a bit, but she had been told to expect that. She accepted that it would be part of her life for the next few years. She put on a short floral pattern dress. It had a tight top that really showed off her breasts. In her instructions she was directed to look sweet, but not so innocent. She wasn't quite sure what that meant, so she applied her makeup just a bit heavy, especially her eye makeup. Robert had told her what to expect, based on the client's past requests. He was known to be gentle and mainly oral. She suspected that he picked him for her first time for this very reason. While she knew that this day would arrive, she was still nervous. Up to this point she had just been a potential sex worker; now, in a very short time she would cross that line and would be...a prostitute. Yes she could sugarcoat it by calling herself an escort, but basically she was a prostitute. Hello, my name is Jill Brown and I'm a prostitute. Brown was now the last name that she would use when working, again that had been Robert's idea. Still she didn't see any other way out of her current situation. She owed too much money to Robert for all her operations and other expenses. He told her that she would be debt free soon and by the time her current contract ended she would have a substantial financial portfolio. She arrived at the hotel and went right up to the hotel of her client...Uncle Ross. She hoped that he was nice...and clean. Ross Garfield greeted Jill at his door. He had been a long time client of Robert's company and had never been disappointed. He was in his late fifties, married...not happily, with three teenagers, a house, and a job he barely liked. Still his job had one major benefit; it took him on the road and allowed him to satisfy his sexual fantasies. Ross was slightly overweight, but still in good shape. He still had a full head of hair, even though it was turning gray. "Jill?" he asked. "Yes, Uncle Ross," she replied. Ross ran his eyes over her and nodded. To Jill, it was if she could feel his eyes physically touch her body. He wasn't unattractive, but he wasn't what she thought she would lose her virginity to. "Please come in," he said as he extended a hand. Jill took his hand and was led inside. Once the door was closed he pulled her close and began to kiss her. At the same time he ran his hands over her body. "Damn...you're gorgeous," he exclaimed. "Thank you," she replied. He kissed her again as his hands ran over her breasts. "Ooooh, you are so sweet," he said. "I don't think I want to wait until after dinner." He then took her by the hand and led her towards the bed room. "Are you functional?" he asked. "Yes," she replied. "Good," he replied. "I hope you don't mind...but I think we'll skip dinner." Once inside the bedroom he ordered her to undress. It had been months since he had last given into his urges and this girl was way too hot. He wanted her now. Jill slowly undressed. "Take everything off," he ordered. "And call me Daddy." "Yes, Daddy," she replied as she slipped her dress off. He let out a low whistle as her breasts were exposed. "Those are magnificent," he remarked. "Thank you," she replied as she placed her dress on the dresser. She then slipped off her panties. Ross's eyes were locked on her and he licked his lips. "You have a very lovely clitty," he remarked. "I can't want to suck it." "I'm here to please you," she replied. "Call me Daddy," he ordered. "Yes Daddy," she replied. "Now, come here and sit on my lap," he ordered. Chapter 23 Five hours later Jill called Robert as soon as she left Ross's hotel room and told him what had happened. "So you never went out?" asked Robert. "That's right," she replied as she drove home. "We just went back to his bedroom and had sex." "You okay?" he asked. "Yes...it wasn't like I thought it would be," she replied. "Did you enjoy yourself?" he asked. "I wouldn't exactly describe it like that...but it wasn't unpleasant...I accept that this is now my job," she replied. "And how much did he tip you?" Jill told him and Robert let out a low whistle. "Well, you must have impressed him, that's way above scale. I'm very pleased with you," he replied. "Thank you," she replied. "Are you almost home?" he asked. "Yes, I'm just two blocks away," she replied. "Well, relax and get a good night's sleep, you earned it. I'll call you tomorrow with your next assignment," he said. "I have one that will be perfect for you." "When?" she asked. "Tomorrow...I'll call and give you the details," he said. He then hung up. Jill pulled into her garage and entered her home. She was hungry, but she wanted a bath first. As she soaked in the hot water she replayed the events of the night. Yes, she had been very good, what else would you expect from a pro. Chapter 24 The next morning she was told about her next assignment. It was another businessman, this one was from Atlanta. After she finished talking to Robert she called Jean. "I was expecting this call," said Jean. "How're you doing?" "Better than I thought I would be," she replied. "You were right...it's not romantic." "You want to talk about it?" asked Jean. "If you don't mind," replied Jill. "Okay. I'll be over in an hour," said Jean. "Thanks," replied Jill. Several miles away Robert was sitting in his office reviewing his email. Even though the economy was still struggling, business was quite good. He provided a service that was much in demand and it was making him a wealthy man. He did pay his girls quite well, better than his competitors, but he didn't do this out of good will. It was just good business. As long as his employees were happy they would make him money. He had received an email from the man who had hired Jill the previous night and he smiled as he read it. Ross was a regular client and a good tipper. Robert was pleased that he had nothing but praise for Jill. He stated that he would definitely request her the next time he was in town. This last remarked pleased Robert the most. He had invested a lot of money in her and he had been nervous if it would pay off. From what Ross had said he had nothing to worry about. For the time being he would use her with his mainstream clients, but eventually he would move her to his more discriminating...and higher paying clients. He wasn't quite sure what role she would best fill yet. Many of his girls were submissive, but he also had a few that were dominant, and they could bring in a lot of money. Robert wouldn't worry about that for now. He did have one thing to do and he picked up his phone and called Sarah. "I just wanted to thank you," he said. "So she's working out?" asked Sarah. "Yes, and her initial reviews are excellent," he replied. "Good, I'm glad to hear that," replied Sarah. "You should see a finder's fee coming your way," he replied. "Thank you Robert," she replied. "So, any regrets?" he asked. Sarah giggled "No, none at all. I don't dislike Jill, she's actually a nice kid, but if I hadn't turned her over to you someone else would have got her. It would be a shame to see her working the streets. I mean, why have a thoroughbred pull a wagon?" Robert listened as Sarah broke out in laughter. It confirmed his belief that there were people with less scruples than him. Chapter 25 "Can I get you something to drink?" asked Jill as she led Jean into her home. "I just made a fresh pot of coffee." "That sounds good," replied Jean. They walked into the kitchen and Jean sat down at the table. Jill poured them each a mug of coffee and sat down next to her. "So, tell me about last night," said Jean. Jill nodded and told her about her evening. "I also took a long bath after my first time," said Jean as she took a drink of coffee. "And many times after that." "It's weird, I'm not really happy about what I'm doing...but at the same time it is a means to an end. I do know one thing, I won't be doing this after my contract is over with Robert," she said. "I'm pleased to hear that," said Jean. "So what else is on your mind?" Jill smiled. "Is it that obvious?" Jean nodded as she took another sip of her coffee. "First, I still haven't talked to my mom since I came out here. I've tried to call...and my calls are blocked, so have my emails. I've sent letters, but they've been returned unopened. I think that my step- father...I mean Brian is the one doing it." "Does your mom work?" asked Jean. "She did, I called there, but they said she quit," replied Jill. "What should I do?" "Do you have any friends back there who could deliver a message?" suggested Jean. Jill nodded. "I hadn't thought of that, it's worth a try." "What will you tell her...when she replies?" asked Jean. Jill shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know...I will tell her I'm living as a girl...but I don't know about the rest," said Jill. "I suppose I'll make up my mind when I talk to her." "It won't be easy...but don't lie," said Jean. "Okay," replied Jill. "What else is on your mind?" Jill got up and got her purse. She pulled out her wallet and remo