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Christie/ a TV's Story Christopher Murphy sat in his usual place, his fingers flying over the keyboard of his laptop computer. He didn't look up when he heard the clicking of her heels as she walked to her regular table in the campus hangout. He knew Claudette Bowers would be surrounded by her friends and admirers in a short time. He could resist no longer and glanced her way. She was truly beautiful. She was looking directly at him and smiled and nodded slightly. His eyes dropped to his computer screen. Her table soon filled with male and female students. Several large black football players sat close to her. They were obviously competing for her attention. Chris thought of how she was dressed, she never failed to surprise him with her choice of clothing. Tonight she wore boot cut royal purple leggings that lifted and shaped her lovely rear. Her top was a matching oversize pleated blouse that was unbuttoned to just above the wide black stretch belt. Her little feet were in black stiletto heeled ankle high booties. Her sense of style was impeccable. Chris glanced up again as he heard loud voices from Claudette's table. She was being pulled to her feet by a huge black man. Chris was instantly on his feet. He heard her say, "Stop, you are hurting me, Billy, let me go!" "No, you cock teasing bitch, you been teasing me wit' yo hand jobs and French kisses fo' weeks now! Ah wants your pussy tonight and Ah'm gonna have it." Chris hit the big defensive lineman on the arm. "Let her go, don't be a fool over a piece of ass." The massive head turned to look at him. "What you say, little guy?" "I said for you to release the girl or I'll hit you again." The head rocked back with a huge laugh and didn't see Chris' left hook coming. It caught him in the solar plexus with a loud pop. The eyes glazed over and rolled back in the black face and the giant dropped like a rock. Chris caught the girl as she fell towards him. "Are you alright?" "Yes, I'm fine. What did you hit him with? You had better run, he is coming around now." Instead Chris helped the big man sit up. "Hey Billy, You OK?" "Hun?" "Are you OK? You owe me big time, pal." "Yeah, what happened?" "You were lucky, I just saved you several million dollars." "What?" "I stopped you from being a fool over that bitch. You are guilty of 'Assault with intent to commit Rape' with lots of witnesses. You could get 15 to 20 years for that and your football career would end right now. Think about it and get the hell out of here before the Cops get here." "Yeah! Shit, I'm outta here! Thanks!" He struggled to his feet and ran for the door. Chris watched him go, he walked back to his seat. The girl watched as he resumed his study of the screen of his PC. The girl sat beside him and placed a small hand over his hand. "Thank you for saving me from Billy, I think I could have handled him though." Chris grinned, "Yeah, Billy and the rest of the defensive line too!" She laughed, "Well, maybe a couple of them anyway. Do you know that you are a very brave guy, very cute too. I see you watching me all the time." "Girl I am just admiring your sense of fashion and your selection of clothes. Your wardrobe is truly wonderful." "YOU? You are interested in woman's clothes? I had you pegged as a real macho guy." "Well, it's a long story. I developed a computer system for imaging a woman's body, and overlaying views of different items of clothing over that image so she could see how she would look in them. It is in use all over the world now." "You? You developed the famous 'Fashion Maker' system and 'Christine's Style Images'." "Yeah, it has been up and running for 4 years now. I am still working to improve it every day. I have been trying to get around to asking for your input on the selection of outfits, but you are always busy. I have advisers who are very good but are from certain clothing lines and tend to not want to mix things from different companies like the average girl needs to do to have a decent wardrobe. I love a catalog company, out of Hampton Virginia, called Newport News. They have great stuff at reasonable prices. They feature a selection called '10 for 10' where they feature several different blouses, several skirts, pants, and jackets. The ten items give you ten completely different outfits. It is very helpful and I want to try a similar approach in our sales department, but mixing things from various lines of clothing." Claudette stared at him, "I can't believe you. You set here as a college senior and have a multimillion dollar business going on the side." "Why not, I have nothing else to do, I have no family, few friends, and looking at me you can see why. I am a freak, a tiny little guy. Guys don't want to be around me because I look unmanly. Girls want a manly man too. I look effeminate because I am a little twerp." Claudette held his hand, "Well I like you a lot, Chris. You are a nice sincere person." He laughed, "See, you refer to me as a person, not as a guy, boy, or a man. The sad part is that you are right, I don't know what I am either. I was orphaned at two, my parents were very wealthy. I was raised by my old maid aunt who hated all men. She wouldn't take my brother, Bob, who was older by twelve years, he went to my late uncle's family, I rarely hear from him, I think he is ashamed of me. I wore girl's clothes until I was sixteen and my aunt died. I tried to be a boy then, but I hated boy's clothes." He grinned, "I never could give up my panties. The only time I dress as a boy is here on campus. I have a wardrobe of girl's clothes bigger than most stores, not counting the clothes at our plant north of town. All the major clothes manufactures send us their complete line of female attire so we can program it into our computers. Other manufactures do so also. From Sears and Penny's, to Victoria's Secret, to Ralph Lauren and Carolina Herrera and Manolo Blahnik, everyone sends us stuff. All the custom dress designers use our system too. It is the only way you can see how a dress will look on you without trying it on before you buy it." Claudette shook her lovely head, "I would love to see you dressed. I'll bet you are very pretty." Chris smiled, "Would you really?" "Yes I sure would." "I'll let Christine come in tomorrow if you promise not to give her away." Claudette nodded, "I promise I will never 'out' you to anyone as long as I live." "OK. I'll see you tomorrow then, if you betray me you will soon regret it." The next afternoon Claudette and several of her girl friends were engaged in a light banter at her regular table when they heard the sound of high heels clicking on the floor. They looked up to see a blonde girl wearing a fitted pink sweater over skin tight black leather pants that flared at the knee. Only the toe and heel of the black stiletto heeled boots showed below the bottom of the pants. A very large black canvas bag swung at her side. Her blond curls framed her beautiful face. A sheer little black scarf was around her neck. As she neared the table she grinned showing perfect white teeth, her sweet voice said, "Hi Claudette! Sorry I'm a bit late, I've never been here before. You look lovely tonight!" The two girls air kissed and Claudette squealed, "Ooh! I love your perfume, what is it?" "It's something Victoria's Secret has had out for several years, called 'Very Sexy For Her'. I love it. It really turns the guys on." Claudette turned and said, "Girls, this beautiful girl is Christie Murphy, she goes to school here. Her boy friend keeps her on a short leash, and I can see why. I see all the guys zeroing in on her now." Christie smiled, "That is 'USED' to keep her on a short leash." "Used to? Did you dump him?" "I'm too young to be on a leash. I need to live a little before I settle down." "Good girl, take your pick, there is a big bunch of available guys here." "I mean no harm, but I need a man, these are boys." A giant black guy stepped forward and said, "Honey, I am sure I am all the man you can handle." Christie smiled demurely, "Mmmm, yes, you definitely qualify as a man. I was referring to experience, not size. When you go into a big game, who would you rather have at quarterback, a talented freshman, or a proven talented senior?" The big man smiled, "I'm not exactly a rookie!" "I believe you Sweetie, but in THIS game I'm the head coach." "Why don't you give me a tryout?" Christie smiled gently and said, "Baby, I am a high maintenance girl, if you are hanging around in a college Student Union I don't think you can afford me." "Are you a hooker?" "No, I just like expensive things, I love caviar and Champagne, I'm not a Fritos and beer girl. I love expensive clothes and the little yellow Lamborghini I drive." He shrugged his shoulders, turned and walked away muttering, "Outta ma class." Claudette hugged Christie, "You are really sweet, I would have really dumped on him." "Hey, boys have feelings too, I suspect that all of their feelings are located in the groin area, but I don't like to hurt anyone. Who knows, someday he may be a star in the NFL." Claudette pulled Christie aside and whispered, "God Honey, I never imagined you could be so beautiful and totally female. I would never guessed you are really a man." A tear ran down Christine's cheek, "I'm not really sure about who I am, I can be either one. I think that when I graduate, Chris will disappear and I will be Christie all the time. I am not strongly attracted to men like I am to girls, but I do enjoy their attention I get as a girl. No one is interested in Chris, the little guy." Christie had a good time talking with the group, then excused herself, saying she had things to do in the morning. Chris didn't appear for the next three or four days at the Student Union. Claudette found herself thinking of Christie almost constantly. The school administration would not release any information. She tried finding him/her on the computer but had no luck. Chris's business wouldn't give her any information either. Then one afternoon one of her friends mentioned that she had seen Christie. "Where?" demanded Claudette. "Where did you see her?" "I saw her entering the gate of that huge place on Fort King Street. You know, the one that takes up the whole block on the north side where all the mansions are. She was in her little yellow Lamborghini. She must have found a real rich guy." Somehow, Claudette didn't believe a word of that. "I think she is a lonely girl, I need to find her." "Maybe she works there or lives there." "I don't think girls who drive cars like that ever work for someone else." "Yeah! I could live for ten years on what that Lamborghini cost." Claudette had the girl ride with her and show her the house where the girl had seen Christie. It was just dark and there were several lights burning on the lower floors of the house. She drove her friend home and returned and stopped at the speaker box before the gate. She pressed the button and a voice said, "How may I help you, please." "I would like to see Mr. Chris Murphy Please. This is Claudette Bowers." "One moment please, Ms. Bowers, I'll see if Mr. Murphy is in." A moment later the voice said, "Mr. Murphy will see you. Please drive forward and park under the carport. You will be met at the front door." The massive iron gates swung open and the house in front of her was illuminated. It was a stately mansion with a huge entryway. She parked and approached the door. A uniformed guard opened the door and smiled. "Welcome Ms. Bowers, Mr. Murphy is in his parlor. Go up these stairs and walk straight ahead. He will meet you." Claudette walked up the long flight of stairs and as she reached the top she saw Christie hurrying towards her. Christie was wearing a pink lounge pajama set and high heeled slippers. She greeted Claudette with a big hug, "What in the world are you doing here Sweetie? I love it, but how did you find me." Claudette grinned, "I missed you at the student hangout for a couple of days and was worried about you. I had to see if you were alright." "OH, I'm fine, after being there as a girl the other night, I thought I better miss a few nights in case someone might make the connection. I didn't want to be outed." "Let me look at you. Wow! That is an adorable little outfit you have on. I see absolutely no trace of a male. Your titties and nipples are all girl and those pants are skin tight. Are you sure you were born a guy?" "Well, I think the man hating aunt who raised me had me on female hormones the whole time. I do have A+ size boobs and other girlie characteristics. Come on over here and sit on the couch with me. No! Wait! Let's go to my room, it is cozier there." She led Claudette to another room. It was almost neutral in every aspect of its decoration. There was a large painting of a lovely woman on one wall. Her guest exclaimed "Wow! Who is that, she looks like a Movie Star or something?" "That is my mom. She was in several movies and a couple of TV shows but she wasn't a star. She and Dad died in an accident when I was two so I don't remember anything about them." "Is this her dressed as 'Little Orphan Annie'?" "No, that's me; Auntie Nell dressed me up for a Halloween party." "What about this one, this looks like the real Dolly Parton?" "That's me too, I was about 16 years old, just before my aunt died. She had a make-up artist fix me up." She giggled, "I've still got those huge breast forms." The girls sat on a couch in front of the TV. Claudette turned to Christie, "Have you had any sex at all? Have you ever kissed a boy?" "I fooled around a bit with other kids when I was younger, about 11 or 12." "Come sit beside me, I want you to kiss me." Christie moved to Claudette and pulled her gently to him. Christie's lips gently pressed against the lips of her friend. Claudette's lips parted slightly and Christie's tongue softly slipped in the other girls mouth, then tenderly traced around the open lips, wetting them with her saliva and caressing the lips inside, then outside. Claudette pulled back, "Damn! That was so hot and sexy. My panties are all wet now, where did you learn that?" "I read somewhere that girls kiss that way. Was I wrong, I wanted so much to please you." "Oh Sugar, you pleased me all right, I loved it. You can kiss me like that anytime you want." Christie gently pulled her back and kissed her for much longer, her finger tips lightly holding Claudette's face in place. Claudette pulled away and grasped Christie's hands and pushed them up in under her sweater, holding them over her breasts. "Feel my nipples; you have them all stiff and sensitive. Rub my titties, it feels so good to me. Suck on a nipple. Oh yes, just like that, soft and sweet. Oh girl! You really turn me on! No other girl has ever made me so hot so fast. It usually takes an hour to get me half this hot. Claudette twisted around and grasped Christie's PJ top at the bottom and tugged it up over her head. She grabbed Christie's hands and pulled them away from covering her small breasts. "Oh Sweetie, they are adorable, just perfect on your small body. I love them, let me feel them and kiss them for you. You are gonna love it." Chris felt the warm soft lips close around his right nipple. She moaned softly, "Unh! Ohhhh! Mmmmmmmmmmm! Yes!" Then she held Claudie's head firmly to her breast. Then fingers flipped the nipple on the left boobie and pinched it. "Ahhhh! Damn, shit, that feels soooo goood." Claudette lifted and kissed her lips more aggressively, pushing her tongue deep into Christine's mouth, circling with her tongue, then running it between her teeth and lips. She commanded, "Lift your hips, I want your pants off." Christie did as she was told and felt her slippers fly off and her pants dragged to her knees. Cool smooth hands caressed her hips and ran across her flat belly. She was half in a daze when she heard, "Hey, where are your cock and balls if you are a guy, I don't see anything." Christie reached down and pulled her scrotum from between her legs then found her cock and pulled it loose, pulling her balls from the cavities in her pelvis. "Holy Shit! You ARE a guy. Oh! You have a very nice cock, it's looks very thick. I think it is just perfect for a girly cock. It's so soft though, can it get hard?" "Yes, if I let it. I always got punished if he got hard when I was dressed as a girl. My aunt hurt me bad if I let him get hard. Sob, she hit him with a rawhide whip." "Oh you poor dear! Let him come out and play, it's alright now." Claudette watched as the flaccid cock slowly filled, then rapidly hardened to a length of 5 ? inches and a circumference of 6 inches and 2 1/4 inches across at the widest. She looked at Christie's fully erect cock closely, "Damn Sweetie, that is a beauty, I love it. Can I play with it?" "Sniff, yeah! I guess so, if you want to." "Oh yes, I do want to. Ouuu! He is as hard a rock and as thick as I have ever seen. Oh, I've never seen balls hang so low. I like that, I'll bet the scrotum is stretched from them being pulled back to cover your cock and made to look like pussy lips." "I guess so. I just know that I love how it feels with you playing with him. You are the first girl to play with him." Claudette said, "I love playing with him, let me pull my bottoms off and you can play with me, have you ever done that?" "Yes, a few years ago I stuck my fingers inside the girl next door but they moved away very soon. I liked to do that but she wouldn't"t let me put my cock inside her. That was the only time I ever even came close to getting laid." Claudette grinned up at Christie, "Sweetie, I promise you will get laid tonight." Christie stared at the girl's body, "Oh! You are gorgeous , I love your figure. I wish I had tits and hips like you have." "Why don't you get them? You obviously can afford them. Why wait. I can help you find a doctor." "Thank you girl, but I have the best plastic surgeons in the country working for me now. They will do it anytime I am ready. They are perfecting the use of my scanners to allow them to more accurately predict the results of surgery. The patients can see exactly how they will look. So far it is working much better than anything else on the market." "Honey, I think you should go for it. Have your waist trimmed a hair, your hips a bit wider, and your boobs augmented to a C or D cup." "I wanted to wait until I finish school and get my degree." "I'll bet that you can get your degree any time you want it. Your grades are all 3.9s or 4.0s. I'll bet all your professors will sign you off as having completed the course. Pledge to give the College a large endowment and you'll have it in your hand so fast your pretty head will spin." Christie grinned, "You are right, would you like to graduate early with me?" "Hell yes, then I need to find a job, it would be great to get a jump on all the other people graduating later." "Sweetie, what kind of job do you want? I have hundreds of jobs in the fashion industry, I could get one for you." "O. M. G., I keep forgetting you virtually own the fashion business these days." "I don't own the whole thing, but I do swing a lot of weight. Would you like to work with me, maybe as a fashion consultant or as my personal assistant?" "I would love it. I would love to work with you. How often do you go in to your office?" "During school I go in for an hour or two every day. During the summer I work two or three full days and a couple of half days. A lot of travel time is not included. It is all scheduled well in advance. I always have worked as Christine, never as Christopher. Please! Don't ask any more questions, I am about to cum from you playing with my boy clit." "Right, Miss Chris, let's jump on that big bed. I want to feel you inside me." They both ran for the bed. Claudette won and jumped on the bed on her back, Christine was slowed by her flopping cock. She smiled when she saw Claudie on her back with open arms and spread legs. The girl reached for his cock and pulled him where she wanted him. She rubbed the cock in her abundant juices and he thrust deep inside her pussy with one strong push. Chris was startled by the yelp of joy from Claudette. "Holy shit! That is a wonderful cock. Just perfect, really fat, but not too long, just right. Oh yes! Fuck me just like that. Oh God, I love how that feels, try it a little faster. Ooh yes! Perfect! Fill me with your sperm my sweet baby girl, I love you." "Oh! I love you too, Sweetie pie, I really, really do. I'm going to cum, I can't stop, Agggg! Ohhhhhhh!" He dropped down on her, twitching and shaking. She gently held Chris in her arms and caressed the long blonde hair and the trembling back. Tears ran from Claudette's eyes from the surge of love she felt for this creature in her arms. She had many lovers but none had ever touched her like this sweet little she- male." Christie raised her head, She kissed the girl beside her softly on the lips. "Thank you, that was the most wonderful thing in my whole life. Thank you, thank you, thank you." The girl lifted her head and smiled, "What is that I feel poking at my side? Are you ready again so soon?" Christie giggled, "Yes, I sure am, how about you?" "Honey, I'll always be ready for you. Would you like to try it doggy- style this time?" "Yes, I think I know how to do that, I have watched a lot of porn." Claudette turned over and got on her hands and knees. Chris moved behind her, she rubbed her cock up and down Claudette's slit. She was still very wet and slippery. The cock slipped right up inside her. It felt so damned good Chris just didn't move for a few seconds. Then he pulled very slowly out until just the tip of his cock was spliting the dripping pussy in front of him. He pushed slowly back inside and relished the sensations that surged through his cock. It was utterly delightful. He loved it. He pushed in again and felt the body in front of him push back to meet him. He smiled and carefully setup a wonderful rhythm with his partner. They were in tune perfectly with each other, one would speed up the rhythm and the other would match it. Chris pounded into her hard one time and she froze in place as he thudded against her stroke after stroke until he slowed again and she mirrored his actions. Claudie felt Chris falter a bit and knew he was ready to cum, she had been cumming for several minutes. She felt him bump into her and stop, holding himself firmly against her rear. He gave one short stroke and she felt him flood her pussy with his love. Chris said, "Damn, that felt really good, you were nice and slippery and it felt as if I went even deeper in that position. Was it good for you too?" "Yes, it was wonderful, you are a very special lover, you really try to please your partner." Christine and Claudette were inseparable for several weeks until they both received their diplomas early. Claudia was with Christie when she went for her pre-op meeting at the local hospital. She had already been briefed by her doctors. They told her exactly what would be happening. They had agreed that a C cup was best because her breasts would probably continue to grow from the hormones she was taking. Her levels were carefully monitored so she retained her male sexual functions. She had no intentions of ever having SRS to become a full female. When Christine woke up after the surgery the first thing she saw was the smiling face of Claudette. She smiled back and whispered, "I love you, will you marry me?" Tears ran down the girl's cheeks, "Of course I will, I love you too." The operation was a huge success, now there was not a doubt that Miss Christie was a gorgeous young woman. Her figure now exuded pure feminine sex. In public every head followed her movements. Men and women both watched everything she did. She could change in a moment from a completely adorable young girl to a sexy woman of the world. She turned to wearing less flashy outfits. Plain jeans and a solid color top accented her beauty. She wore unadorned, understated, little suits to work and really turned heads in a place where fashion was everything. Christine discovered that a tiny wisp of color suited her new style better than a huge splash of color that distracted the eye from her natural beauty. A small sheer scarf around the neck or a small flower in a lapel were perfect and usually matched the shoes, purse or other parts of her outfit. Small bracelets, necklaces, and watches caught the eye too but didn't distract the viewer. She traveled on her private jet in jeans and blazers with low heeled boots. In warmer weather the jeans gave way to slacks, shorts, and tops with sandals and pumps. She never wore anything, other than sneakers, with less than a 2 inch heel. The business was booming and the fashion magazines had discovered her. She was in great demand by the TV daytime talk shows and was labeled a young genius in business and fashion. Claudette traveled with her and accompanied her everywhere. They were quietly married in a civil ceremony with Chris as a male. They purchased a very nice but smaller condo and lived there, they only spent several days a month in the family mansion. Claudette introduced Christie to threesomes and foursomes and then to group sex parties. Christie did not like the idea and often retreated to another part of the condo. She tried sex with groups and with men. She didn't like sex with men but endured it for Claudette's sake. Sex with girls was nice but never felt right. She knew Claudette really enjoyed multiple partners and she wanted her to be happy. One get-together consisted of a black couple, BJ and his wife Sandra, and Christie and Claudette. Claudie whispered to Christie when they were getting drinks, "He knows you are a shemale. That is all they know." Christie danced several times with BJ and enjoyed it; he was a very smooth dancer. When they finished one dance they noticed Claudie and Sandra were on one of the couches, Sandra had a hand up under Claudette's skirt as they kissed passionately. BJ grinned, "Looks like fun." He pulled Christie to him and kissed her deeply, it felt nice so she kissed him back. She felt his hands roaming all over her body as he led her to another couch. They heard moans from the other couch and saw the two girls were now nude and were at it fast and furious. Christie looked down and saw that her skirt was pushed up to her upper thigh and that her blouse was completely undone, a warm hand slipped a bra cup down and caressed her breast. She looked back at BJ and his lips captured hers again, she felt she should resist but was unable to move. She knew at that moment that something was wrong. The next thing she knew she was in a bed and BJ was fucking her anus. It didn't hurt, she rather enjoyed it. She felt a pressure at her lips and looked to see BJ was trying to put his cock in her mouth. She parted her lips and he pressed down on her lower jaw with his thumb and shoved his cock in her mouth. Instantly his cock spewed semen into her mouth. She pulled away and spit it all back on him. BJ slapped her across the face, "What's wrong Bitch, you think you too good for black cum?" She reacted by throwing her leg back over her head then whipping it forward to catch him on the side of his head knocking him off of the bed. She was on him in a flash, kneeing him in the crotch and grabbing his neck and clamping off the carotid artery. BJ went limp and the other girls rushed over, "What happened, did you kill him?" "No, he'll wake up in a minute." Christie looked at Claudette, "Did you put something in my lemonade?" Claudette looked down, "Yes, I gave you a very low dose of date rape drug, I just wanted you to relax and enjoy the sex." Christie snarled at her, "Did you pimp me out to him or just give me away as the worthless trash you think I am? If you ever do that again we are finished, I'll divorce you in a heartbeat. Now let me up, I'm going home to the big house." She got dressed and slammed out of the condo. They made up in a few days. Claudette never tried anything like that again. They had been married for just over a year when Christie returned from a trip early and found Claudette having sex with four black men. She stood and watched for several minutes. She removed her wedding ring and placed it in the center of the dining room table. She went to the mansion and instructed the guards to not admit Claudette and to inform her she was no longer welcome there or at where she worked. Claudette was very upset. She tried time after time to see Christie. She sent him many e-mails saying how sorry she was about cheating on him/her. She never received an answer. After a month Christie sent her an e-mail that said he would always love her. If Claudette wanted a divorce she would have to file herself. Christie told her the condo was hers, as was her new car. She could still draw from their joint bank account. Christie was very pleased when she heard from her long lost brother. He was a Marine and he wanted to visit Chris with his wife and child. He was told he was always welcome, because he was the only family Chris had. Chris wore jeans and a loose sweat top when she met them. The visit was a little strained at first until Chris explained how he came to live as a female. Bob's wife, Laura, broke down and cried over him. Bob said, "Chris, I always knew that from what Mom said our aunt was a man hater. I can't believe she did this to you. If we had known we would have rescued you." Laura said softly, "Chris, I know you are not comfortable dressed as you are, please go get Christie." Chris smiled and got to his feet and walked from the parlor. Ten minutes later Christie entered the room wearing a little sundress and sling back open toed heels. She curtsied to Bob and Laura and smiled, "Here I am, your sister Christine. What do you think?" Bob looked from Christie to his wife, who had her eyes wide and her hands over her mouth. "I, aunh! Er, Damn, you are the prettiest girl I have ever seen. You are not much of a man but you make a 'dy-no-mite' girl. I can see that you don't have much of a choice." Christie smiled, "Yes, but you see, I love girls. I don't react to most sexual advances by men. I am married to a very beautiful girl but I am not enough of a man to satisfy her." Bob stood and walked to Christie and hugged her tightly to his chest, "Baby, our aunt really screwed you up, but from what I see you have an indomitable spirit, and I believe you will find someone who will love you for the person you are no matter what you wear," The three of them grew very close, strangely, Christie adored Bob's 18 month old son, Mickey. She loved holding him and playing with him by the hour. She loved feeding him and changing his diapers. Christie loved to sit in an old rocker and hold him while he slept. Laura laughed, "Christine, Sweetheart, I think you would make a wonderful mother." "Not much chance of that, I have the wrong equipment." Christie was very sad when they left at the end of a week. She was excited when they called a few days later and told her Laura was pregnant again, and that Bob had orders to go back overseas just after the baby was to be born. Christie immediately invited Laura and the children to stay with her for the nine or ten months he would be gone. They talked it over and called back and accepted the invitation. Christie made plans to have an apartment altered to have a nursery with all new baby equipment. Claudie was still begging Christie to come home, she said she loved Christie with all her heart and deeply regretted having hurt her with her thoughtless actions. She also said she had been totally celibate for the eight months since Christie left. Christie hesitated to trust her again. She sent her an e-mail to that effect and added that she still loved Claudette with all her heart. She said she needed more time to think and that she was very happy that she had stopped her destructive sexual habits that had frightened her (Christie) so much. Claudette sent her another e-mail with an attachment of a recent test results from a doctor's office showing she had no sexual diseases at all. Later that day as Christie was eating dinner alone her cell phone rang. It was Bob, her brother, saying that Laura had just given birth to a baby girl. Mother and Christine, her daughter were doing fine. An hour later Ms. Murphy was in the air in her private jet. She found Bob sitting beside his wife and daughter in a private hospital room. Christie cried and couldn't believe the baby was so tiny. She fell in love instantly. She stayed two days then forced herself to fly back to Florida. Christie flew up to North Carolina each weekend to see her namesake. Laura and Bob were delighted she loved their kids so much. Christie grinned, "I never thought I could be so attached to any children, it must be the female hormones. I wish I could breast feed them too." "Hey!" said Laura, "Go to your Doctor and see what he can do to make you lactate. In a month or so you will have plenty of milk." "Hunh! Are you kidding?" "No, I saw a thing on TV where a man's wife died in child birth, he could only find a wet nurse for a while so he had an operation so he could feed his baby. His breasts grew and the docs told him that when he weaned the baby his tities would still be there without another operation. Hey, go check it out girl. I would love to see you nurse my babies. I love you very much." Christie did check it out, her doctors said they would have to totally redo her breasts and that they had to find a suitable donor. They strongly recommended that she not try it. She gave up and called Laura and sobbed out the problem. Laura said, "Honey, I can't tell you how much I love you for even wanting to try. If you go ahead and put yourself in any kind of jeopardy by doing it I will never forgive you. I love you just as you are, you are the sweetest girl I have ever known. Bobby is furious with me because I even suggested it without checking it out first. Actually you can be made to lactate but the quantity and quality of milk you produce are very low. It is not worth it. One question I have though is, did you tell your doctors that you already have natural female breasts from the hormones you were fed as a child?" "No! G'bye." Twenty minutes later Christie was back on the phone with Laura, "You were right, they now say I can try the pills with no real risk and that I should lactate normally. The pills and some natural supplements should have me lactating in a couple of weeks. I need to get a breast pump too." "OH Honey, I am so happy for you, I hope this will fulfill what I think is real need you have buried inside you from those same hormones. You really are mostly a female. Remember, we girls have to stick together, I love ya, bye." Three weeks later Christyie sat admiring a cup of her own milk she had produced using her breast pump. She smelled the milk and smiled as she took a sip. She grinned and drank the milk down. She was very happy because in two days she was leaving for North Carolina to visit with Laura and Bobby. The phone rang and the caller ID said it was Bob calling. She happily said, "Hi, how are you guys doing?" She heard a faint sob, "Hey, are you there?" "Sob, Honey I have terrible news, sob." "Bobby, what the hell has happened, are you alright?" "No, I'll never be alright again, Laura is dead, sob, she went to the store and the cops came and told me a guy ran a red light and killed her. Sob, what will I do? My life is over, please help me." "OH Sweetheart! I am on my way. Hang in there baby, I love you." Two and half hours later Christie was knocking on his door. They clung together and cried, Christie heard the babies crying and ran to the nursery. A woman looked up and said, "The baby won't take the bottle, I don't know what to do." Christie took the baby and cuddled it She opened her blouse and ripped open her nursing bra. The baby latched on to her nipple and started nursing contentedly. Christie sat in the rocker and stared at the baby in awe, she had never felt like this before. She needed this as much as the baby. She looked up and saw Bob watching her. He was red eyed and still managed a thin smile, "Baby, I love you, I guess Laura was right, sniff, she loved you very much. How can I ever thank you." "You don't need to thank me. Can I help with anything else, I brought an attorney and a secretary with me. They will be here after they are settled in a motel and rent a car." "I have to make all the arrangements for Laura, I don't really know how to get started. Nothing in my life has ever devastated me like this. I am a total wreck, I am a very tough guy. As a Marine Officer, I have lost many men I was fond of and loved like sons and brothers but NOTHING hurt like this does. I CAN'T ACCEPT THIS, I keep thinking she will walk through the door and run and kiss me." "Honey, my people will be here soon, they are on our Bereavement Team at my business, they are trained to handle these things, and they had better be good at it too." Bob looked at her, "I am going to be deployed in a couple of months, what will I do with my babies. I have been training for a special Top Secret mission for six months, I have to go." "Well, I don't see a problem; the kids will live in that big old mansion with me. I know they will bring the whole place back to life. I think Laura was preparing me for this, somehow she knew she had to do it. You know I will care for them like they are my own. I will never let you or Laura down. You will have an apartment there too, always ready for you at any time. One of my jets can be here in a couple of hours to bring you down for any weekend." The funeral services were very sad, there were hundreds of people there, it was very tastefully handled by Christie's staff. Bob returned to Florida with Christie to see that the children were settled in. Christie kept thinking more and more about Claudette. The loss of Laura brought home how vulnerable all of us are. She couldn't bear the thought of losing her. The first thing she did when she was home and the kids were comfortable in their new nursery was to call Claudette. "Christie, is that really you calling me? I can't believe it. Can I come and see you?" "Yes, Dear, I need to see you, I still miss you very much. You know I will love you forever." "Honey, I will be right over if it is OK?" "Hurry!" The security guard buzzed Christie and told her Ms. Claudette was at the gate. He told him to let her in and to remove her name from the 'no access' list. Claudette hurried in the parlor and stopped when she saw Christie. Her jaw dropped as she watched little baby Christine nursing at Christie's breast. "What? What happened? Where? How?" "Oh Sweetie, I am so happy to see you, you can come and give me a sweet kiss. You won't believe the things that have happened to me lately" Claudette looked at her, "You are right about that! Tell me all about it." At that moment Bob walked in the room, Claudette stared at him, he smiled and walked to her, "Hi. You must be Claudette, I have heard all about you from Christie. She loves you a lot." Christie giggled, "Honey, this sweet baby is little Christine, and Bob is her father." "You are her mother and his wife?" Claudette said softly as tears started flowing down her cheeks. "No! Hon, I guess", she stole a quick glance at Bob, "I am the only mother she and her two year old brother have for now. Bob is my older brother. His wife was killed in a horrific accident a few days ago." Claudette looked at Bob, "Oh! I feel so sad for you, you and your wife are in my prayers." The baby finished feeding and Christie put a towel over her shoulder and burped it. She looked at Claudette, "Would you like to hold the baby?" Claudette took the baby and held it in her arms. She looked up, "She is so tiny and so precious I could cuddle her forever." A moment later little Mickey ran into the room and jumped in Christie's lap, "Momma Christie, I wove ma room and allll my new toys, Tank you." Claudette giggled, "Is that it or are there more hiding somewhere?" "No Dear, That is my whole new family, at least until Bobby wants them back. I will hate to give them up." Claudette looked at her husband, "I am ready if you want to have one with me." Christie's head snapped around looking at Claudette, "Are you sure? You really want our baby?" "Yes, I really do, I want to be a mommy too. Holding the baby sent all kinds of feelings through me, I want it bad. I want a boy to name Christopher." "Just out of curiosity, I had my sperm checked a couple of months ago, I had 2.7 million sperm in my load, all very active and potent." "I finished my period about two weeks ago. I should be fertile now." Christie smiled gently, "Honey, you must be sure this is what you want, if you get pregnant there will be no turning back. Do you understand what I mean?" "Yes, I will be true and faithful to you from this time forward for as long as I live, I discovered that I really don't need any one but you and that I really do need you to live. I know that to lose you is a death sentence for me." Christie grinned happily at her wife, "After the kids are put down tonight you and I have an appointment in my bed, but Christine wants to be fed every two or three hours. Mickey sleeps through the night so he is no problem. Anyway be prepared to be awakened every now and then through the night. I sleep in snatches of an hour or two. I seem to be always tired but I really love this. Thank God I found a nanny for her who brings her in to me and then burps her and takes her back to bed. I still have some lactation pills if you want to help me feed her?" Claudette thought about it for a while, "Will you help me when I have our baby?" "You can't stop me from helping feed our babies." "Then you have a deal." Bob went to his room, Christie checked on the baby and Mickey and went to her bedroom and saw Claudette on the bed wearing the top of a baby- doll set. She was on her back and held her arms out welcoming Christie. Chris grinned and hurried to the bed, "Hey girl, you look more delicious than I remember. I need to taste you first. "Help yourself, it's all for you my love." Christie lifted the thin straps of her gown and let the silk pool around her feet. She crawled beside her wife and kissed her gently and passionately on the lips. Christie didn't remember ever being so hot to make love to anyone in her life, she was afraid that she would cum if Claudette even touched her. She voiced her concern to Claudette who said, "Honey just grab your cock and stick it in me as fast and deep as you can. I know I am plenty wet and slippery for you. Chris was surprised that he managed five long slow strokes before he flooded her with his sperm. Claudette lifted her rear off the bed and told Chris to shove all the pillows on the bed under her ass so the sperm were swimming downhill. Chris pulled the blankets over them and said, "Darling I am going to cuddle with you and get a little sleep, after Christine's next feeding I am going to make love to you again. That's going to happen all night and all day long." "Hey, I forgot! I've got an Ovulation Test Kit I left here. I'll test myself when you have your next feeding and we can save your sperm until things are perfectly receptive inside me." The nanny shook Christie awake in the morning and said, "Our sweet little girl gave you a break, she slept for almost four hours." "Wow! That was nice, I feel much better." She fed the baby and gave her back to the nanny. She didn't wake Claudette and let her sleep. After the feeding at ten in the morning Claudie went in the bathroom and ran back, "I'm ready, I'm ovulating now! Christie giggled, "What would you like first, breakfast or sex?" "SEX! But I could eat some breakfast." "OK, we'll eat first, thank God the pediatrician said she can start alternating a bottle every other feeding without loss of the benefits of breast feeding, then when she is sleeping longer I can go back to only breast feeding." "Can I taste your milk?" "Sure Sweetie, any time you want. I seem to have plenty." Claudie slipped down beside Christie and watched the baby suckle, then she gently placed her lips around the other breast and firmly sucked. Nothing! She tried again and her mouth filled with the warm milk. She smacked her lips, "Mmmm, that's good, do you have chocolate?" They had breakfast after little Christine was asleep again. Mickey and Bob joined them. Bob looked at Christie and Claudie and smiled' "Is everyone happy this morning, the two of you look satisfied." Christie smiled, "Oh Honey, We had a great night last night. Where you able to sleep at all?" "Not much, but I think I have come to grips with Laura's death. I have decided that the kids could not possibly be in better hands. I think I need to bury myself in my work. Sitting around crying and hurting and wishing are not the answer for me. When can you get me back to North Carolina?" "Let me make a phone call. I should be able to get you on your way in a of couple hours." "There is no way in the world I can ever repay you for what you have done for us. I love you sis." "We love you Bobby, please hurry back to us safe and sound, your babies desperately need their daddy, they need a man in their lives." The next months seemed to drag by. Claudie did not conceive on their first fertile period but they were successful on the third try. A month later they discovered she was pregnant with twins. They were very happy and eagerly awaited the blessed event. Christie was very attentive to Claudie and waited on her hand and foot as she got closer to her delivery date. The nannies were a big help because little Christine was doing mostly bottled milk from Christie's and Claudette's breasts. This enabled the two ladies to sleep through the nights. Claudette still loved her sex with Christie almost every night. Christie loved to place her ear on Claudie's big belly and listen to the two hearts beat. When the babies were very active she would place her lips to the tight warm belly and hum or sing little songs such as a lullaby. The activity would stop as the unborn babies would be still to listen. Christie would softly sing, "Hush little baby, don't say a word, Papa's going to buy you a mocking bird, And if that mocking bird don't sing, Papa's gonna buy you a diamond ring." At first that was the only verse she could remember, then she looked it up and added several more verses. The only problem was that the song tended to put Claudette to sleep too! The births went without a hitch and the babies were delivered right on time. Christie sat beside her wife and smiled as a baby suckled on each breast. "Does that feel as good as it looks?" "Oh, it's delightful, I love it. I can't explain exactly how it feels when you realize that the tiny things taking their nourishment from my body are the product of the love we have for each other. That's awesome, one for each of us, one boy and one girl." "Yes Dear, we must be forever thankful that they are both strong and healthy as is their sweet Momma. Now I suggest that we name them Laura and Robert." "I love it, I second the motion. And do you know what?" "No what?" "For the first time in my life since I was about twelve years old I am not thinking of sex." "Wonderful, because you can't have any for almost two months. "What, nobody told me that before I let you get me pregnant." A tear rolled down Christie's cheek. "You mean you wouldn't have them if you knew how long it takes to recover?" "No Sweetheart, I love your loving and I did know how long I have to do without you. Just remember you have to wait too." "Oh Sweetie, it is going to be hell for me too! Maybe I should find a boyfriend." "Ha! You with a guy; fat chance of that ever happening." "Why, I have met a few guys that I like a lot." "Enough to lose me over?" "Don't be silly, you told me a thousand times, it would only be sex, it could never change how we feel about each other. Right?" "That may have been true for me then. That was before I came so damned close to losing you forever, before I had your babies. Before I knew just how much being without you could hurt. I was a totally ignorant fool, It almost killed me when I almost threw you away for nothing more than a cheap fleeting sexual thrill." "OK." "OK what?" "OK, I won't take that risk either." "Promise?" "Cross my heart and hope to die in a cellar full of rats." "Eu! Gross! I love you Baby!" "The only way I would ever consider anything like that would be in a threesome with the two of us and a person of your choice, either male or female. I will never suggest it and will never mention it again. That way you will always know that I need only you my sweet lover.". Claudette was now a stay at home Momma. Christie went in to work by helicopter every week day. She was usually home about noon. Another company was producing a similar product. Christie disguised herself and went to one of their studios and was able to quickly determine it was using her hardware and software slightly disguised. She immediately filed suit for patent infringements and violation of copy-write laws. The case was delayed, then finally went to court. At the hearing she watched a demonstration of the rival equipment. She asked for and received permission from the court to ask for the operator to enter a request for a certain type of shoe to be displayed. She had the operator enter a search for a 'Ratatouly shoe.' The operator did as requested. Instantaneously the screen went blank, then flashed bright with large letters saying 'This program has been stolen from *Fashion Maker Systems* it will be destroyed in ten seconds, other computers using the system will also be destroyed at their next use.' There was a gasp from the people in the room as smoke seeped from the screening booth and the computer display. A few sparks popped from the unit and all was quiet in the room. Christie stood and looked at the judge, "Your Honor, we rest our case." The attorney for the other company demanded that the judge stop the destruction of millions of dollars worth of his client's property. The judge looked to Christine, "Is it possible to stop the event YOU programmed into YOUR products?" "No your Honor, I have no control over any products belonging to other people, I have begun the destruction of my own stolen property. I believe I have every right to do that." "Ms. Murphy, the court agrees with your assessment of the situation. There is no reason to proceed any further in this case, I hereby find for the plaintiff and thus award the damages as claimed. Case is hereby concluded." One of the defendants jumped to his feet, "Your Honor, I have reports that all of our system is self destructing, We demand that this be stopped." The judged turned and said, "The case is closed, you may appeal my decision or file a new case. Good day." The case had generated a great deal of interest and a herd of reporters surrounded Christie as she left the Courthouse with her attorneys. Someone yelled, "Ms. Murphy, you have just won hundreds of millions of dollars for your company and destroyed your opposition, how does it feel?" Christie smiled, "I feel just fine, I protected my work years ago when I developed it. It seems it worked as I planned. I might add that this incident has activated another thread through my work that will destroy any computer used to enter any protected parts of my work. I have absolutely no regret that I have foiled attempts to steal what belongs to me." Another reporter asked, "You developed this system while you where still a teenager, is that correct?" "Yes, I am still improving it and am about to introduce a new product in the next few weeks. It is protected by a really nasty little surprise for thieves." "Ms. Murphy, you seem to be somewhat of a recluse. No one knows much about your private life." "I have never tried to hide anything, but I do feel that my private life is just that, private. I am not a public figure and I feel no obligation to reveal my home life. I will say that I live in the home that has been in my family for generations, I must add that it is a very happy home, full of children and the joy that goes with them. Thank you." Christie and Claudie sat and watched the news shows that evening, switching from one network to another. The comments by the anchors and commentators were all positive with exception of one well known reporter who commented that Ms. Murphy was a cold calculating woman without warmth or sympathy for other people in the fashion industry. Claudie was furious, "How can that bitch run down someone she has never even met and has obviously not even researched. I want to destroy the fucking witch." Christie said, "Honey, I have always avoided publicity but in light of the attention over the legal case I think it is time to invite a well known reporter to visit us. We have nothing to be ashamed of. I think that we will only tell the truth. I am not afraid of 'coming out' of the closet. If it helps one cross dresser or transvestite it will be worth it." Claudette stared at her, "Do you really mean that?" "Sure I do, I think YOU need to talk with Marge, my private secretary, and find out what donations I make to charity. We need to get our ducks in a row if we are going to do this properly. We will answer any questions dealing with our private lives that have been asked of the previous two presidents, vice presidents, or business celebrities by the reporter we chose. Does that seem fair?" "Yes! It is more than fair, do you have a reporter in mind?" "Yeah, I think any of the feature reporters of Fox News would be fine, they all seem to be fair and respectful to the people they interview. I think I would prefer a female." Claudette said, "I'm sure you have a good publicity department, I think we need to consult them early on in this matter." "Baby, they are on the way, their chopper should be landing any minute." "Sorry Honey, looking at your sweet innocent face it is easy to forget you are a super, hotshot business executive, and computer genius." "Do I really look sweet and innocent?" The proposed interview with Greta Van Susteren of Fox News was expected to be one of the most watched interviews of the year. The interview opened with Greta introducing Christie seated across a table from Greta. Greta asked about the huge house and Christie explained that she had been born and raised in the house as had her ancestors for several generations. They showed several shots of outside of the home and Christie showed her several of the rooms inside. They were seated at the table again when the sound of a baby crying was clearly heard. A black woman entered carrying a baby and said, "Excuse me Ma'am, but Ms. Claudette is busy. Could you feed little Bobby?" "Certainly, please excuse me, you can continue to film and cut it out if necessary. She took a towel from the nanny and covered her shoulder before opening her blouse beneath the towel and reaching for the baby. The sound of the baby suckling was very clear because Chrisie's microphone was fastened to her collar. Christie looked up innocently and said, "Now where were we?" "How many children do you have?" "This is my sweet son, Bobby, I also have a darling daughter, Laura, a niece , Christine, and a nephew Mickey. I am raising my niece and nephew while their father is overseas with the Marine Corps. Their Mother was killed in a car accident just after Christine was born. I nursed her too!" "Just how many are you nursing?" "Three but I have help and they alternate with bottles and Christine is on baby food too because she is being weaned. I never in the world could have believed this could happen to me." "Why not you are a beautiful and very feminine woman?" Christie smiled gently, "That is the image I project. Actually I was born a male." Greta's jaw dropped, "What, I can't believe that." "It's true I was orphaned at two years of age and raised by my closest living relative, my maiden, man hating aunt. She raised me as a female. I dressed as a girl and I was administered female hormones. I did all the girlie things, ballet classes, modern dance, piano, sewing and I was never allowed to associate with little boys. I developed breasts and a feminine body. I am only five feet one inch tall now and weigh 100 pounds. My aunt died when I was sixteen years old. I was a ward of the state for two years but I still lived here. I tried to be a boy. You can imagine the shock when I was placed as a teenaged boy into a public High School. I was ridiculed, bullied, and humiliated every day of my life. College was not much better. "The only time I dressed as a male was when I went to classes. During that time I developed my fashion programs and my scanning machines. I was very lucky and met my soul mate in college. We were married several years later. Would you like to meet the love of my life?" Greta said she would be delighted. Christie yelled, "CLAUDIE, Come here dear." Greta laughed when a beautiful young lady entered and sat next to Christie. "Greta, this lovely lady is my sweet wife and the mother of my children, Claudette Murphy." Christie said, "Please excuse me ladies, I need to put my baby to bed." She rose and left the room. Greta smiled, "Please forgive my laughing when you entered, I had no idea of what to expect, male or female." "I know, he is an adorable girl isn't he, I love him either way he wants to be. I know you are wondering, so I'll tell you, he is a simply amazing lover as either a male or as a female although he is very seldom a female in bed." Greta asked if she was aware of who he was when she married him. Claudette answered that she had lived with him for several years before she really realized who he really was. "It took a separation of over a year for me to realize that I was only happy when I was with him. A million times I found me wanting to be with him but told myself he was a tiny, poor excuse for a real man. Then I realized that he was really much more of a man than any of the big guys I had dated. He was kinder, gentler, more caring and actually tougher than any of them. "Then I remembered one time when I barely knew him, I was being harassed and manhandled by a huge football player. Chris hit him on the arm and told him to leave me alone. The guy laughed at him and Chris hit him in the chest and the big guy dropped like a rock. I told Chris to run but instead he helped the big man up and convinced him that HE had better run. I have never known a braver man of any size. I realized there wasn't another man better in any way than Christopher or Christine Murphy." A voice from beside them said, "Hi ladies, how about a kiss or two from a red hot lover." They looked and saw Chris dressed in a tiny man's pin stripped suit. They looked at each other and burst into gales of laughter. Christie smiled gently at them as they wiped their eyes. "Greta, now you see my problem as a man, I bought this custom made suit to wear to the first big presentation of my system. I got home and looked in the mirror and laughed harder than you guys did. I went to the meeting as Christine and wowed them. Every single representative bought the product. Do you see why I dress like I do, Greta?" "Yes I do Christie, I see why this sweet beautiful girl loves you so much. Please go change back to Christine so I can stop laughing and do my job." Chris left and the ladies chatted and the film crew took a break. Christie entered the room in a white cardigan sweater with a wide stretch black belt worn over black tights and knee high black stretch boots with stiletto heels. Her make- up was much heavier and sensual than before. Greta gasped, "Wow!" The plunging neckline on the sweater revealed a lovely view of her prominent cleavage. "That has to be one of the sexiest outfits I have ever seen on or off the screen. Do you have to carry a shotgun to keep the guys off of her?" "She just wears those things for me, she always dresses very conservatively when we go out together. You should see her when she feels very frisky and runs through the parlor wearing nothing but a pair of little white wings and carrying a little bow and arrow, singing she is Cupid hunting for love. There are very few dull moments around her." "Hey, where is everybody?" a loud male voice boomed out. Christie flew across the room to grab the big man in the doorway wearing a Marine fatigue uniform. "Bobby! Dear God it's Bobby, Claudie, it's Bobby." She covered his cheeks with kisses. When she caught her breath she turned to Greta, "This is my older brother Robert, he has been gone for over a year." She put her hands to her face and screamed, "Nanny, NANNY, Bring Mickey and Christine, their Daddy is home." Tears rolled down her cheeks as she held him close. Then a little boy ran to them and looked up at him, "Are you my Daddy?" The big man stooped and picked the boy up, "Yes son, I am your Daddy, I have missed you more than I know how to tell you." The young black woman grinned as she held the baby out to him. He held the baby girl and his face screwed up as he cried, "OH my God, she has Laura's eyes, she is beautiful." He looked at Christie, his face wet with tears, "I can never leave them again. They are both the most precious things in the world to me. We need to be with each other." Christie hugged him and said, "Of course you do. They love and need you too. As a matter of fact we all need a man around here." Bobby looked at her and grinned, "Damn little brother, you are the hottest chick I have ever seen, bar none, except Laura." Then Bobby looked around, seeing the film crew and Greta Van Susteren. "Damn, what the hell have I interrupted. Please forgive me, I didn't know you were on Fox, this isn't live is it?" Greta smiled, "No Major, this is being taped. This is wonderful stuff, keep kissing everyone. And save one for me." Bobby grinned, "OK, Ma'am, let me get my sweet sister-in-law first. He grabbed Claudette and kissed her firmly on her lips. She giggled, "Mmm! That was very nice. Kiss Christie that way." Christie laughed and said, "OK big brother, show me what you have." Bobby grabbed her and pulled her into his arms, his open lips pressed against hers, she felt his tongue caress hers and pulled away. She wiped her mouth and laughed, "That wasn't very brotherly Bobby." "I'm sorry Chris you don't look like my brother either, I have not even been near a female in a year." Greta said, "I think it best that we continue this interview tomorrow with your permission, I think you need some private family time. I will contact you in the morning Ms, Murphy." "Wonderful, Greta and my name is still Christie, Honey." After the camera crew was gone Christie looked around at her family. "Robert, you know where your suite is, why don't you take a long soak and relax after your long trip. A nap might refresh you even more. How about cocktails at six and dinner at seven?" "Sounds really great to me, see you later." Christie sat and stared straight ahead, Claudie watched her carefully, then walked to her and took her in her arms. "Are you alright, Sweetie?" "Hunh? Of course I'm alright. I am so happy Bobby is home, he really needs to bond with his children. I'm trying to figure out how to do that." "I think that just spending time with them should do the trick. But I don't think that is what is bothering you. Bobby's kiss really turned you on, didn't it?" Christie turned and looked at his wife, "How could that be true? He is my brother. That isn't right, he is my brother." "Yes he is biologically, but he is almost a stranger to you. You didn't see him