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The Jones Family, 2 By: Malissa Madison "We won't be long," Stacy told Tim as she and the girls went out the door to the car. "If you're going by Dr. Roberts on the way I'll order Pizza if you give me a call before you start home," he told her knowing it might take longer than she thought. Why didn't Daddy want to come with us? Asked Tammy. "It's kind of embarrassing for Daddy's to shop for Bras and Panties," Colleen told her sister. "Oh," giggled Tammy as they started down the street. At the doctor's office everyone fussed over the girls, obviously they were happy for Stacy. Colleen had her blood drawn and then Tammy took her turn. The doctor gave them both lollipops, before giving one to Stacy who looked sad when he hadn't offered. "I've known your Mommy since she was your age," he said, and Stacy kissed his cheek. "I'll see you both on Wednesday. Colleen, you're doing fine." They didn't go to the Mall as the girls thought they were. Instead they found themselves at Victoria's Secret. "Hi Stacy, it's been a long time. What brings, O M G You got them!" said the obviously gay door greeter as he clapped his hands together and covered his mouth. "Oh you are both so Adorable," turning into the store he began to call the other's "Girls, girls come quickly. Look Stacy got her little girls." He began to hyperventilate. "Francis, calm down, where's your inhaler? Take deep breaths," Stacy reminded him. "Oh I'm sorry, I probably scared them half to death," he said when he finally caught his breath. "It's ok Mr Francis, we were just scared for you, not of you," Colleen said. "Oh thank you Sweetie, you're so kind. You know I know the cutest thing that would go perfect with those deep blue eyes." He rushed off and returned a moment later with a pretty lace covered nitie. "Thank you," she blushed and giggled. "Mommy brought us to get our first Bras though. I bet you know where all the pretty ones are," she said and Stacy winked smiling at her. They got plain cotton pull overs for sleeping in. and then pretty lace trimmed cotton ones for school, and some satiny ones for home and three pretty sets for when they went out special. All but the cotton pull overs had light padding that gave the illusion of budding young breasts which thrilled both girls. As they were leaving they both gave him a kiss on the cheek and told him thank you. They were almost home when Tim called her back after she'd called to let him know so he could order the pizza. "Did you forget what toppings," she giggled. "Dr Roberts called, About Colleen's blood tests," he said. she quickly pulled to the side of the road, it couldn't be good if he was calling after normal hours. "Tim, what did he say. Tell me Tim I have to know." "It was something to do with the chromosome tests. He said he wasn't surprised by them but he wanted you to know right away." Colleen was looking worried in the backseat. "What did he say Tim, what letters did he use?" "Something about her having two X's and a Y." "She's XXY?" Stacy asked a new hint of excitement in her voice. "Yeah that's what he said, XXY, is that good?" "Tim, you dope," she giggled. "Girls are XX, Boys are XY. Most often XXY's begin to develop slowly as girls. She really is meant to be a girl Tim." "We both knew that already though," he pointed out. "Wait a minute, did he say anything about her hormone levels?" Stacy put her phone in its cradle and pushed the speaker button. "He said from the detected levels both our girls are starting into puberty, but Colleen will need a little boost." From the growing grin on Stacy's face Colleen knew that was good. They turned into the driveway right behind the Pizza driver. "Mommy can I call Aunt Brandy and, and everyone?" Colleen asked. "Your Aunts Brandy and Kiki are at school and won't be home until Friday night," she told them. "But your Aunt Theresa is Home studying I think. And I'm sure your grandmas will be happy to hear the news." Stacy had tears in her eyes watching and listening to Colleen and Tammy celebrating and telling their new family about starting puberty. Especially Colleen who was overjoyed that she wasn't going to need quite as large a dose of Hormones. Her young budding breasts weren't just her imagination. Before it was over they'd gotten a call from both Kiki and Brandy at Miss Clara's Academy. Kiki's roommates even congratulated her on her progress to becoming a girl. One in particular who said her name was Rachel, seemed more enthusiastic than the other two. And hoped to meet her in person one day. Rachel had said her mother had gone to Colleen's grade school as well as her Aunt Jennifer, so she was sure that Colleen wouldn't have any problems there. After a while she asked, "Mommy, why does Aunt Kiki have a roommate that's like me?" "Well Sweetie, it's a very special school that's not like any other. It's an all girl's school, and they start in middle school learning to get along, being exposed to many different cultures, and beliefs, and every girl there knows that there are Transgender girls there and will be sharing the same rooms and everything." "It sounds like a fantasy come true, like my dream place," said Colleen. "Where Tammy and I both go to school and have our own room with other girls but now we have you and Daddy so we don't really need that place anymore." "You might change your mind in a few years, but I would never force you to go to a school you didn't want to go to." "Rachel said her little sisters are going to school there," Tammy reminded Colleen. "Oh I doubt that, Miss Clara's only takes girls from the seventh thru twelfth grades," Stacy said. "That's right," added Colleen. "She said there are other Transgender girls in her little sisters classes." "They must be in seventh grade then," Stacy and Tim both agreed. "Rachel said her younger sisters are in first and second grade though." Colleen pouted as she thought about that. Picking up the phone Stacy called her Mom, "Hi I have a quick question, Mom." "Ok I might have a quick answer," she giggled. "Kiki has a roommate by the name of Rachel who," "Rachel Pierce, yes she's TG," her mom answered. "Was that your question?" "Part of it, Rachel told the girls that Clara's has started Elementary classes. As in the first and second grades." "Hmmm, it's news to me. How about I give Dotty Vandine a call, or maybe Vincent. I'm sure one of those two would know. Since Rachel is their granddaughter." "Their Granddaughter? I didn't know that Mom. When did that happen? I knew Malissa and Donnie got married but she's post op, and can't have kids, like me." Chuckling Agnes said, "You really should read the papers more Sweetheart. She, Donnie and her Sister wife, Sophie adopted three little girls then turned around and adopted Rachel last winter. And Erika this Summer shortly after Sophie gave birth to twins." "She what? Oh my god Momma, you should have told me." "You were busy trying to keep Rachel's friends Danny and Denise out of the system, and then you and Tim started trying to adopt." Her mother told her. "Wait, if Sophie just had Twins she isn't at school. I'll call her at home." "555-942-2360, I'm sure she'd love to hear from you," her mother let out a little squeal. "I'm on the phone, hold on and stop poking that thing at my face." Giggling Stacy said, "Thank you Momma. You better go before Daddy ends up letting me hear something I haven't heard since I was thirteen." "Well?" Tim asked. "What did your Mom say?" "It's news to her," Stacy said as she dialed the phone. "Pierce residence, Sophie." "Sophie, it's Stacy Jones," she said. "Jones? Oh Stacy Ferris- Jones. Sorry I almost forgot you got married. I guess you're calling to check on the girls. Or did you change jobs?" "Actually I'm now a stay at home Mother." "Really? Me too." "So I hear, Congratulations." "Becca don't ride Tank in the house. and don't let the lizards out, Florence will eat them," Sophie told one of her youngsters over the phone. "Sorry about that. Becca is quite a handful with Malissa still in school along with Becca's four older sisters." "Becca's the youngest of the three Malissa adopted?" "Yes and her two current playmates are an overgrown wolf pup and a Skunk that is trying to eat her sisters pet lizards. I wish they'd let Rachel take Florence with her to school." Sophie said. "Oh I almost forgot, Congratulations. You're going to love being a Mommy. Maybe we can get together some day. How old are your girls?" Stacy actually giggled, "Colleen is twelve, and Tammy is Eleven but soon to be twelve." "Are they destined to be Clara's girls? Oh wait you're talking about those two beautiful girls that ran away from the children's home aren't you?" "Yes, and they are definitely beautiful girls. But what's this rumor that Clara started Elementary classes? Are they just for girls who are attending school with younger children like Malissa?" "Oh no it's the real deal. They have their own rooms and roommates. Sherry's got a TG roommate named Star. And Tiffany's rooming with Charlene. It's just like when we were there. They mix the TG's and GG's together." Stacy heard, "Please daddy, Please daddy, Please daddy," In the background. Giggling Sophie said, "Sorry that's Erika's Mina bird. She says she didn't teach it to say that. oh hey, sorry but I got a wet diaper to change. Why don't you stop by tomorrow afternoon and visit?" "Sounds fun. I'll bring the girls and they can help entertain your little ones." Smiling she hung up, "I guess it's true. Sophie said so." She smiled at her girls. "Would you like to go meet Sophie tomorrow after school?" Tim was dialing the phone, "Who are you calling now?" "My sister, she's been wanting to get the girls into Clara's forever." "Tim, I think that can wait a bit. Don't you?" Tim got a sly grin on his face. "I suppose it wouldn't hurt to let her find out through the grape vine. She'll be mad of course that we knew and didn't tell her. Are you sure you can live without her apple pies until she forgives you?" "Definitely," Stacy said. "That reminds me, girls if your Aunt Trish tries to feed you just say no thank you. Unless you really like throwing up, that is." The girls giggled, "You never ate the food at the Children's Home." As the girls sat the next morning doing their eyes at their vanities Stacy stood smiling in the doorway watching Colleen turning the posts of the earring studs. "They itch Mommy," she said when she saw Stacy standing there. "That's a good thing Honey. My you're learning fast. You did your eyeliner faster than I do mine." "What about mine Mommy?" asked Tammy in the hallway. "Oh yours is just perfect Tammy. You're both going to be boy magnets when you get older. Your Daddy will have to beat them off with a stick." They giggled. "When you're ready come on down and I'll fix breakfast." She told them. "Daddy had to go in to work this morning." "I thought daddy was on vacation," Colleen said. "He was but they called him back in early." After the girls had gotten on the bus she decided to go grocery shopping, on her way she stopped at Starbucks for a coffee. Something she'd done for so long on her way to work each morning. As she sat there in the window seat she saw Beth's car turn the corner on her way to work. When Beth parked, Clarice got out and started inside. "Good morning Clarice, your usual?" asked the girl at the counter. "Yes please," she replied in her little girls voice drawing even more attention from the other customers. "Mistress wants an extra espresso shot this morning," she giggled. "Cynthia said tell you she'll be late, she had to run home and change panties." "Figures the Franchise owner gets laid and comes in late," the girl smiled. Clarice noticed Stacy there and came over to chat while she waited for the order. "Good morning, you look exceptionally pretty this morning, big occasion?" Stacy asked her. "Oh yes we are going to the Girls school to see the new Buildings and get a better idea how to Present it to other clients. Did you hear they have Elementary classes now?" "Yes I did, isn't it exciting?" "Clarice your order's ready," interrupted the girl at the counter. "It's been nice talking to you, you better run before your Mistress gets impatient. She might spank that cute butt of yours," Stacy giggled. Clarice smiled, "Oh that would be fun." Stacy did her shopping smiling at the checkout when her usual cashier raised an eyebrow, "That's a lot of food for two people." "Yes but not for four," she answered. Then pulled out her phone and began showing off pictures knowing the lady behind her was getting upset at having to wait. "You can show the pictures of your brats to her some other time," the woman said. "And how many times have I had to stand and wait while you show off pictures of your cats?" Stacy asked. The woman huffed up and closed her mouth knowing it was true. She'd just finished putting away the groceries when Tim came home. They shared a long passionate kiss. "So what was that call about this morning?" she asked her husband. "Someone stole a Corvette last night. And it turns out there's a ring out there looking to get their hands on a few other notable cars. We just have to figure out which ones. All we have are names, no makes or models." "Names? You mean like in that movie with Nicholas Cage?" after a second she asked, "Is Eleanor one of them?" she asked amused. "No but interestingly we have Cinderella, Jamie Sommers, and a Julie Newmar, and a bunch of others," he suddenly saw the amused smile on Stacy's face disappear. "What?" "Jamie Sommers belongs to Constance Vandine, she's a '69' Camaro. Julie Newmar, is the '66'," "Plymouth Barracuda that belongs to Malissa Pierce. Holy Shit, if these guys go after those cars." Stacy picked up the phone, "Cinderella is still at home, I passed Sophie on my way home from the store." There was no answer. Tim was already in motion, using his cell phone he called his junior partner. "Meet me at 1313 Butterfly Lane, I got a line on Cinderella." "Tim, there's three little children in that house." Stacy told him. She knew the gang steeling the cars often got violent. An eerie feeling crept up Tim's spine the closer he got to his destination. Joe his partner was four minutes behind him battling his way through traffic. The flatbed tow truck almost crashed into him as it turned off Butterfly Lane headed toward the other side of town. "Fuck it no time," he thought as he glimpsed the license plate, "CNDRLA", "Joe you see that tow truck with the Barracuda, it's headed straight for you. Stop it that's Cinderella on the back." He screeched to a full sliding stop in the driveway. The pungent odor of Skunk musk emanating from the garage, black marks where the car had been dragged across the concrete onto the truck. Eyes watering from the strong smell he looked around the corner of the open door as he drew his weapon. Behind the black SUV knelt Sophie, her two babies in her arms as she cried, her head on the back of an older child who was clinging to the family's dog. As he quickly holstered his firearm he said "Sophie, are the girls ok?" he was moving quickly in her direction. A high pitched squeal drew his attention. The little skunk was trying to turn in his direction. He grabbed an old blanket off a work bench and draped it over the skunk. "F, Florence, oh god Florence too," Sophie wailed. The dog raised its head at his approach snapping at him. He ignored it temporarily checking the girls and Sophie. "We have to hurry Sophie, get the girls in my car." He grabbed another blanket and wrapped it around the dog, "Damn things more of a wolf," he thought. When it was in the back he closed the hatch and started for the driver's door. But Sophie quickly ran and gathered up the skunk in the blanket. "D Nine, at 1313 Butterfly, enroute Summerset with two victims, one gunshot, one unknown." He remembered his flashers as he turned onto the main road the big engine screaming as it shifted into overdrive. Seeing Tim headed the other way with his emergency lights going Stacy spun her car around bouncing over the center median. She slapped her hand on the call button on her steering wheel, "Tim" He answered on the second ring, "They're ok it's the family dog and the umm Skunk." He flew past his partner and five squad cars ringing the wrecker then turned into the Summerset Veterinary Hospital. "Oh my god said the receptionist, Doc it's Tank and Florence. We need the OR, STAT." Seeing Tim standing there the leading Veterinarian asked, "What happened?" "I think they were trying to defend the family." Two hours later Tank's wound had been operated on, and Florence's ribs had been taped up and her front leg set in a cast. "Sophie," he said. "We need to keep Tank overnight." She nodded through tear filled eyes. "He's going to be ok but you don't want a badly injured wolf around the kids until he's had some time to wake up and get the anesthetic out of his system. Florence on the other hand can go home with you. I'll give you some pain medicine for her and other meds to help her sleep a bit more. I don't think she'll lose her Kits." "Thank you Doctor," she said. she was filled with relief and suddenly tired. "Becca, we have to leave Tank here for the night. But Florence gets to go home with us." She reassured the toddler. She'd related the events to Tim and Stacy as they'd waited for the news from the veterinarians working on the Pets. "We'll have your car back to you by tomorrow afternoon," Joe told her. "We just have to record all the damages and take pictures for the case." "Oh," Sophie hadn't once thought of her car until now. Tim said, "I'll drive them home Stace, my car already smells like Florence. Besides it's fitting she have a Police escort since she's a Hero." Suddenly Stacy remembered her own girls, "I better go get them. I'll see you at Sophie's" she kissed Tim. She was still shaking as she sat in front of the house in her car waiting for the bus. "Mommy are you ok?" they asked concerned. "Is Daddy ok?" "Y, yes we're both ok. My friend Sophie, her, some bad people tried to steal her car and they hurt her family's wolf and pet skunk." "Tank and Florence? Are they ok Mommy?" Colleen asked. "They're going to be fine. Daddy got them to the hospital in time. We're going over there now to help Sophie with the little ones." Dotty and Dave were there with Tim when they arrived. "Stacy, it's good to see you. Are these your two lovely girls? My you are so pretty." "Thank you, yes Colleen and Tammy. How's Sophie holding up?" "She's sleeping, Dr Roberts was here and gave her a Sedative." Colleen and Tammy went over and started checking on the babies, "Mommy they need changing. Do you know where the diapers are?" Dotty was holding Becca, and when Stacy reached for her she gave her up to Stacy's arms. Then went to help Colleen and Tammy. They'd just finished when the phone rang. "Malissa, calm down," Dave said into the phone. "Sophie and the girls are fine. Tank is at the Vets and Florence is resting. Yes they recovered Cinderella, and have the ones responsible in custody." "I'm sorry, she was sedated, but your Momma and friend Stacy are here to help there's no need for you to come home. We can handle things here just fine." Tim said "May I sir?" as he reached out for the phone. "Malissa, Stacy's husband Tim wants to talk to you," "Malissa, this is Detective Jones. I think you should stay where you are for now. This bunch had other people working with them and you and your sisters cars were on their list as well." He told her. "They can't touch you on school grounds. But we have the state police up that way looking for them, now that we know what they're using." "Thank you Tim, please are you sure Sophie and the girls are safe?" "I'll be here until they catch all of them. But I have a few more car names I need to run by you to see if you recognize them." "Oh, ok." "How about Goat, Thumper and Frog?" "Goat is my husband's GTO, Thumper is my Sister in laws Trans Am, and Frog is her fianc?'s Lamborghini, Diablo." "How about, Tail Chaser, Head Banger, and Cheetah?" Tim asked. She actually gasped, and both Dotty and Dave suddenly looked up in alarm. "Detective, Tail Chaser belongs to me," said Dave. "And I believe Head Banger belongs to Judge Ferris's daughter Theresa." Tim grabbed his radio, Central I need a location on Theresa Ferris right now!" "Take it easy Detective she's next door filing a stolen vehicle report. Someone boosted her little Ferrari out of the school parking lot. Is this related to your case?" asked the radio operator. "Yes, tell Joe that her car is Head Banger." Tim said, "She's ok Stace, she's at the station filing a stolen vehicle report." "I'm glad I drive a normal car," she almost laughed. "Hey detective?" prompted the radio operator. "Yes?" "Joe found the warehouse," they said. "He's waiting on you to get there. But he said there's a few Repo trucks that have been arriving with cars." "Good keep an eye on it I'm on my way." "Be careful Daddy," both girls kissed him. He kissed Stacy, "I'll be extra careful I have even more to think about now." He kissed her again and headed out the door. "He'll be safe Honey," Dotty reassured her. "He has not just you but his two wonderful daughters to think about now." Colleen had finally gone over to check on the bundle wrapped in the blanket on the sofa. "You must be Florence," she cooed softly. "You're very pretty." She reached her fingers out gently stroking the soft fur, and was rewarded with a low purr. Before long both girls were petting the little skunk, fascinated by how tame and gentle she was. They looked at Stacy. "We'll talk about getting you a kitten. But I don't think a Skunk could handle our neighborhood." Tammy brought her some water, and she went back to sleep after taking a little drink. Then they got side tracked by Becca and the lizards. They played with Becca for over an hour before Sophie finally woke up. Around Ten PM, Tim returned. "I think we got them all. The State picked up Seven more fake Repo trucks at the rest stop just south of the MMA turn off. Lieutenant Pierce said that was a regular stop for the group on their way home." "What about Theresa's car?" Stacy wanted to know. "We found it in one of those container rigs by the rail yards. They sure didn't plan to hold onto it long," He stated. Vincent and Monica Pierce had showed up as soon as they heard about everything. Then Judge Ferris came by and soon Stacy and Tim took the girls home. In the morning Colleen and Tammy heard that Florence was up and around before they had to leave for school. Stacy reminded them she'd be there at one to take Colleen for her first official Appointment with Dr Roberts. Mindy and Mandy talked nonstop wanting to know what had happened, and the four ended up at opposite corners of the room for talking in class. When Stacy got there both girls were more than happy to be going to the doctors. "Mrs Jones, I'm sorry we had to separate the girls for talking in class. But it was disrupting the flow of Education," explained the teacher. "And my girls were the ones who initiated this talking?" Stacy wanted to know of the teacher. "Well not exactly they kept telling their cousins to be quiet. Surely you can understand the position I was in?" "Yes you penalized two Students who were attempting help you maintain the, What was it you said? The flow of education?" "I restored order to my classroom by separating students who were being disruptive in class." "Miss Fields, I'm sending my girls here to learn, not to be punished for telling other students to be quiet so they could learn," Stacy was mad. "If I didn't have an Appointment to get to I would stay and monitor the rest of the day." She stood up and left both Principle and Teacher in the office. "Are you both ready?" she asked. "Yes Momma, we're sorry we got into trouble." "You aren't in trouble. Whatever gave you that idea?" they were still in the administrative office. Suddenly she realized they'd not sat down the whole time she was in the office. Stacy pulled out her cell phone. "Trisha, I just picked up my girls for their appointments. I wanted to ask you to please take a good look at Mindy and Mandy tonight when they get home. I'll be over to talk to them about their teacher." She hung up after leaving the voicemail. But as they started walking down the hall she noticed Colleen limping along. Another teacher stuck her head out into the hallway as she said, "Girls lift your skirts and let Momma see." The woman gasped seeing the marks left behind. "Oh my god, did she do that?" now more teachers were gathering in the hallway. "Tim, come to school right now!" she said into her phone. "I need you to take the girls to Dr Roberts office, and take your nieces at the same time." "Stacy what's going on?" he asked concerned, he could hear the anger in her voice. "Girls go wait by the car for Daddy, I might not be home tonight." She stormed back up the hall to the main office. Mrs Haskell turned to one of the other teachers, "Please take these two out to their mothers car. Someone go get their cousins." She stormed into the Principles office behind Stacy just as Stacy demanded, "I want to know who Beat My Girls, and I want to know right now!" Miss Fields shied away behind the Principle. "Now Stacy calm down," the principle began. "Get The Fuck Out Of My Way Albert." Her hand shot past the principle to latch onto Miss Fields hair. Her other hand grabbed the wooden ruler. "You like beating children with Rulers?" Stacy asked. "Tell me was it in private or in front of the class?" "Stacy I said calm down," Albert tried again. "Not this time Albert," Mrs Haskell said, a growing group of teachers behind her. "Well which was it? Public or Private?" "In, in front of the class. Please don't hurt me? Please you don't want to do this." Both hands gripped the hand holding her hair. Stacy was beyond reasoning. She dragged the other woman out into the hall in front of the rest of the school bending her over double, tightening the grip on her hair. She landed four loud stinging smacks with the ruler before it snapped in two. "Never Ever Lay a Finger on My Children Again." She released her handful of hair and dropped the broken ruler to the floor, then headed for her car. When she got there all four girls were there waiting. Hugging them she collapsed to the ground crying. "I wanted to call you Mommy but she took our phones away," Tammy said. She heard the crunch of gravel as a car came to a rapid stop followed quickly by more. "Stacy, Stacy are you ok? Colleen, Tammy, what happened?" Tim asked. "Mommy, she. Miss Fields she," Colleen didn't know where to start. Tim saw the red welts on backs of her thighs. "Tammy are you hurt as well?" "Yes Daddy." "Tim we have an Assault complaint against your wife by the Principle and a Teach, oh my god. Girls what happened to you?" "Miss Fields beat us Daddy," Mindy told her father. Then showed her own welts. There was an ever growing crowd of teachers and parents now, having heard the sirens. "Tim, Mike, Take your daughters to the Doctor right now. I'm afraid Stacy will have to stay here for a bit. Go on you can't be involved in the case." "Joe, Don't let anything happen to my wife!" Tim said. "I'll just get the girls to the doctor then we'll join you at the station," Tim kissed Stacy on the lips. Dr Roberts examined all four girls taking pictures of the welts. Then gave them a numbing lotion to put on them, before he conducted the physicals for Colleen and Tammy. He lifted Colleen's chin and looked into her eyes, "I wouldn't worry about your Momma. What the school did was highly illegal. They aren't allowed to discipline children that way any longer. There were too many injuries as well as law suites." Colleen tried to smile. "This will make your Momma happy," he said. "You take one of each in the morning and one at night. And have your Momma show you how to use skin care lotion." "Are these?" she looked up him. "Hormones?" "Yes Sweetie," Stacy said as she rushed through the door. "Stacy, are you alright? I heard what happened." He said. "I'm fine what about my girls and my nieces?" she said. "Oww what was that for?" she was rubbing her upper arm. "Just a mild sedative. You're shaking like a leaf. And since I know you don't drink I thought it would help you calm down. just let Tim drive you ok?" Dr Roberts continued to look into her eyes as he motioned for Tim. He held up three fingers and slowly closed them one at a time. She giggled, then slumped into Tim's waiting arms. She wasn't completely out, she started telling Tim on the way home what she intended to do to him. "Stacy, Honey the girls are in the car." "My Girls, that bitch hit my girls Tim. I gave her the same thing she gave them. I beat her ass with her own ruler in front of everyone. No one hits my girls Tim." "I know Babe and that's why you are such a good Mother, you look out for them." He told her. "I take care of my husband too, I fuck his brains out every night." She giggled. Blushing Colleen said, "Mommy, thank you. I'm glad you aren't in trouble." "Oh my big girl, you got Hormonesss to, todayyyyy." "That's right Momma and you're supposed to help me remember to take them. And you have to show me and Tams how to use the Skin lotion too. right Tams?" "Tammyyyyy and Colleeeeeeennnn," she giggled. "My girlzzzzzzzzz" She giggled once more very softly, then Tim said, "Girls I'm sorry you had to hear that. Momma wouldn't normally talk that way in front of you." "Mommy loves us and she loves you too Daddy," Tammy said. then they both giggled as Stacy began to snore. They got the doors as Tim carried her in and lay her on the bed. "We'll take care of her Daddy, would you fix us something to eat." As soon as Tim was out of the room Colleen said, "You find her a nitie, I'll get her makeup and clothes off." In her drugged state Stacy was most helpful, though she giggled a lot. "What about her bra?" whispered Colleen. "Leave it on or take it off?" "She always takes it off," whispered Tammy. It took a bit of maneuvering but they finally got it off her. Then both girls sat staring at the Barbell piercings. Curiosity got the better of Colleen as she carefully looked closer at where the bars went through the nipples she carefully touched them and Stacy moaned and giggled as her nipples grew erect. "What are you doing?" asked Tammy. "Trying to figure out how they come out, I don't think it's a good idea to leave them in. what if they get caught on the covers or something?" "Girls," they almost jumped off the bed. "Daddy, we were just trying to figure out how to take those things out." Colleen said. "Oh, here let me show you. You two really are quite good at taking care of her. She'd be in a real pickle if they got caught on the blanket." Tim said as he twisted off one of the balls on the end and slid the bar free. He quickly removed the other one and smiled as both girls tilted their heads to look through the holes left behind. He sat her up in the bed while the girls put her nitie on her. Then he kissed her forehead and covered her up. When they got downstairs to the kitchen Trish was standing at the stove stirring the spaghetti noodles. "How is she? I started to come and help but then you looked like you three had it well in hand." "She's sleeping Sis, how are the girls?" he asked her. "I'm a good mother Timmy. I really am. I know sometimes I don't always believe my girls. But they're so high strung. I, I didn't want to think a teacher could do that." she started to cry. "Trish, have you talked to your girls yet?" "Yes I have, and I've told them I'm sorry I didn't believe them last week. Tim why didn't you mention Clara's has classes for younger girls now?" she asked him. Colleen and Tammy gently eased Trish away from the stove and finished making dinner. She and Tim were talking now about the possibility of her sending her girls to school at the girls academy. "Aunt Trish," Tammy set a plate in front of her and handed her fork. Then they served Tim as she took her first bite. "Thish ish good," she swallowed then giggled. "Sorry, did you learn to make this from your Momma?" "Yes Ma'am, would you like us to show you?" "That would be nice, yes." She answered. "Then don't send our Cousins away to school unless they want to go," said Colleen. "And you have to promise to sit for half an hour each night and just listen to what they have to say," added Tammy. "I listen to them all the time," she defended herself. "What's Mandy's favorite color?" asked Colleen. "Blue." "It's Pastel Pink," said Tim. "She wears blue on odd days. She and Mindy trade off since they both like pink they don't want you to feel like you can't tell them apart." "But that means, oh my god, I really can't tell my own girls apart. What am I going to do?" "Aunt Trish, Pastel is lighter than bright pink," Colleen suggested. "It's a place to start." "I really should go and talk to them about what they want," she said. Pressing the covered pan of spaghetti into her hands Tammy said, "Just don't forget to listen." After she left Colleen asked, "Do you think she'll listen to them now?" "I sure hope so Sweetheart," Tim said. then he grinned. "You two were pretty good at manipulating her like that." Colleen got out her prescriptions from the doctor. "Do you think Mommy will be awake soon? I was really hoping we could share this first time as a family." She smiled at Tim. "Well Dr Roberts said it wasn't really strong enough to knock her out, but then again I've never known her to need one before. Why don't we go check on her?" The little group made their way upstairs and both girls crawled up onto the bed. Stacy had rolled over in her sleep, hugging her husband's pillow. "I think she's out for a while Daddy," Colleen said. Just then Tammy reached over and gently lifted open Stacy's right eye lid. "She looks ok, not glassy," she announced. Then she took hold of her wrist and felt the strong heartbeat. "Yep she's going to be just fine," she said looking at Tim and Colleen. Stacy giggled, "That was your own heart beat you felt. Use your fingertips not your thumb this time." She was smiling. "Mommy you're awake," both girls hugged her hard. Then she reached up and placed her finger tip on the tip of Colleens nose as she saw the time. "I seem to remember something about you getting your Girl supplements. Have you taken them yet?" Colleen blushed, "No Mommy I wanted to share it with you the first time. Like opening a present, it's more fun when you get to share the experience." As she got out of bed she took in the fact that she was now wearing a nitie that actually did nothing to hide her breasts. She narrowed her eyes at Tim in question. "The girls thought you'd be more comfortable if you were dressed for sleeping," he offered. She blushed seeing the bar bell piercings on her night stand. "They were afraid they might get caught on something if you tossed and turned in your sleep." Looking down she saw she was still wearing the same panties and smiled. "That one might have been a bit more tricky for you to take out," she blushed as she hugged them. "But leaving it covered was a good thing in this case." Then seeing the time she said, "Oh my I better get dinner started." "We saved you a plate Mommy," Tammy told her. "And sent the rest home with Aunt Trish." Stacy quickly slipped out of her panties and slid on the ones that went with her nitie. She was very aware of the fact that her piercing was visible through the thin lace. Half way through eating the phone rang, and Tim answered it. "Yes Mom she's awake and eating dinner like a good girl. Of course it's ok for you to drop in, why wouldn't it be?" he said. Stacy knew it was her Momma by the way Tim was talking. Then the doorbell rang and he hung up as Tammy ran to answer it as Stacy threw on a thin robe over her nitie. Agnes Ferris followed her granddaughter into the kitchen. "Your Dad will be here after he finishes dealing with the School board. But I wanted to know how you are feeling, are you alright?" "Yes Momma, I'm fine. But how much trouble am I in for what I did?" Stacy asked biting her bottom lip. Agnes reached out using her thumb to gently pry the lip out. "You're still my little girl Stacy. You always bite your bottom lip when you think you are in trouble." "But Momma I lost my temper and did something I shouldn't have. Is she going to press charges for assault?" Headlights flashed briefly in the driveway. "That will be your Daddy," her Momma announced. "Well it didn't quite go as I expected." Said Judge Dean Ferris. "Vincent was there and as we were trying to sort out what to do I think every parent with a child in school showed up." "Oh Daddy, what happened do I have to take my girls out of school?" "What? No, no, not at all. Mrs Haskell has been given the Principles position. And Miss Fields may lose her Teaching certificate. At any rate she will not be returning as a teacher anywhere in this state." He looked at his Daughter seriously. "Daddy what is it, I can handle anything but losing my girls." "Are you sure about that?" he asked. "Dean what did the board say?" Agnes asked gently. "The board agreed with the Sixth grade parents and the PTA," he said. "It seems there has been a lot more cases of unauthorized discipline going on in that class. And the parents want a teacher they can trust to have their children's best interests in mind." He looked at Stacy, "They said since you already have a teaching degree and have resigned from Child Services Division, that they hope you will consider the position." "Dean are you serious?" Agnes asked. "I told them I would present their request to Stacy, it's her Decision." "Please Mommy," both Tammy and Colleen asked. Stacy looked at her daughters, then her husband, "What do you think?" "It's your choice," Tim told her. "You'll get bored sitting around the house all day by yourself." "Please Mommy," both her girls pleaded. "I'll give it a try Daddy, but if it doesn't work out I don't want the board saying I got preferential treatment." Colleen got her prescriptions out and the little family celebrated her taking her first doses of hormones. Then Stacy got out her special gift. "Pink is for the mornings, and blue is for evenings. This way you have them all set up and ready ahead of time. And you'll know if you forget," Stacy told her. "Those look familiar," Agnes said and Stacy giggled. "They should, they're the ones you gave me when I first started." "Well we better get going. I know three young ladies who have school in the morning," Dean announced. As soon as her parents left, Trish called to find out what happened. "Trish, just send the twins over here in the morning. Roger too. since I'll be going to school anyway I may as well drive them. I can drop Roger off on the way to work, and you can pick him up afterwards." "What are you talking about Stacy?" her Sister in Law asked. "You weren't at the school boards emergency meeting were you?" "No Stacy I wasn't, what did your Dad say?" "I think your girls will be surprised when they see who their new teacher is in the morning. I just hope I'm up to it." "Oh Stacy, really, you got it?" "I wasn't even considering it. but I think a lot of people have been wanting me to teach for a long time." The girls finally went to bed, and Stacy half remembered what she'd told Tim in the car on the way home. She blushed as she sat at her vanity and replaced her piercings, feeling the dampness growing at her excitement. She knew she was too keyed up to just go to sleep. She also knew it was going to take a lot more than just a quick orgasm to settle her down enough to sleep. Tim came into the bedroom and began getting ready for bed. With a wink she said, "You be ready when I get back Tiger." She was almost giggling as she sat the glass full of crushed ice on the coaster next to the bed. Then removing the one full cube from the top, she slipped it into her panties. Shivering as it slipped between her nether lips to disappear inside, she'd twisted her long hair up into a bun on top of her head. Tim grinned, it had been a long time since she'd used Ice in their play sessions. The last time she'd been fully dressed wearing horn rimmed frames with her long beautiful hair done up in a bun. And it had started with, "You've been a naughty boy, returning your library books late." This time she crawled on top of him straddling his chest. "You were late for school this morning, now you have to make up for it." "I'm sorry Miss Jones, I'll," he began only to have her move forward pressing herself to his mouth, shivering as the cold melting ice dribbled out from the movement. "Sssshhh, naughty boys don't talk when teacher is instructing," she quietly scolded him. "Now show me how sorry you are for being late to class." As he began licking, she slid her hands up over her stomach to cup her breasts from below. Her index fingers massaging tiny circles over her nipples as her thumbs and middle fingers held the ends of the bar bells adding tiny tugs, increasing as she grew closer to orgasm. When his tongue dipped in finally curling around what was left of the cube she shuddered hard, her body Spasming in ecstasy as she ground her clit against his nose. A wicked grin on her face she opened the nightstand drawer and took out the little silver chain. Looping the two short ends around the bar bells she let the long end dangle down over her stomach. Sliding backward over him she leaned forward to kiss him as his hands came up catching the free end. While their tongues danced together he quickly clipped the snap on the chain to the ring in her clitoral hood. "Mmmmmm, you're a nasty boy. I bet you want to fuck your teacher like a naughty bitch," she moaned as she took him inside her. Her movements adding to the little tugs on the chains as her breast bobbed up and down pulling on the hood and her nipples at the same time. When she'd reached another orgasm, she sat up, reaching behind her, shivering as her nipples pulled the chain tight. She lightly raked her finger nails over his bloated balls sending shivers through him. "Does my naughty nasty boy want to cum in teachers pussy?" she lightly grazed her nails across his balls again. "Y, Yes Miss Jones." He panted thrusting upward into her. Continuing to tease his aching balls with her long nails she said, "You know nasty boys who cum in their teachers have to clean them up." His body jerked hard as he thrust upward into her. His cock blasting his hot semen as his nut sack tightened up more between her nails and she let out a squeal of pleasure and came again. Leaning forward she kissed his lips and started to move off of him but he gripped her around the waist. "Naughty Teachers need to be fucked hard Miss Jones." He wiggled out from under her then pushed her head down onto the pillows. When she felt his stiff cock massaging around her tiny ring of tight muscle she almost squealed again. "Is this what my Naughty teacher needs, do you want your nasty boy to pound your cute little ass?" he was pushing in gently. "Yes, yes Tim," she bit her lip almost calling him Timmy. "Oh yes Fuck me like a Naughty Whore," she emphasized the words. It was almost two hours later when they both finally curled up together and fell asleep. She cuddled him close as she wondered how she ever got so lucky to find a man as wonderful as him or two pretty little girls like Colleen and Tammy. She woke the next morning to her girls looking at her giggling, "You're so pretty Momma." Tammy said. "I like the chains, but they look like they would hurt," Colleen said. Blushing she realized as she straightened out to get out of bed that she hadn't taken the chains off. She quickly reached under the covers and unclipped the bottom end, then removed the two loops from around the bar bells. "Not really, not if well, I'll explain it when you're older," she promised them. Then looked at the time. "Oh," she giggled. "I better hurry or I'll be late for school." Both girls giggled, "You don't want to be late Miss Jones." "W, what?" she blushed. "That would be Naughty," Tammy said. "And Naughty teachers get detention." Colleen said. Both girls giggled as they hurried from the room. They sat around the table eating breakfast, both girls kept giggling when they would look at Tim or Stacy. "Ok, what is it?" asked Tim amused. Blushing Stacy said, "I think we woke the girls up last night." "It's ok, we like having happy parents that aren't afraid to make each other happy." "Yes, cause you're always smiling," giggled Colleen. "It's so cute." "Well I know two little girls that need to finish getting dressed for school," Tim said. "And one very Sexy teacher." "I'm sorry," he told Stacy. "I hope we didn't do or say anything that traumatized them." "Tim, I think it'll be ok. I think that was their way of saying it's ok to make love. I'm sure it's actually healthy for them to grow up knowing how much in love their parents are. When they get old enough and start dating, they won't have all the hang ups that most young girls do about sex. They won't think it's nasty and only for Procreation." She kissed him then skipped up to her room to begin getting ready for school. This time as a teacher instead of a student. The girls both did their hair in high ponytails, with short skirts and one inch sandals. Their cousins were dressed almost the same, and Stacy noticed they were both wearing the same color ribbons in their hair. Well almost the same. Mandy's was lighter, more gentle. Mindy's was bright and loud. On second look she saw they were both wearing mascara and nail polish. They dropped off Roger and Mindy and Mandy began talking a mile minute about the change in their mother. She actually sat down and listened to them for a change. And they'd had so much fun this morning doing their nails and learning about mascara, and did Stacy know there was Waterproof mascara? And plumping mascara and some that lengthened your lashes? She told the girls to go on to class she needed to check in with the office. She knew Colleen and Tammy were fighting the urge to tell everyone. Mrs Haskell was in the room when they entered and found their seats. "Class, Miss Fields is no longer a teacher here. but she is not being replaced with a substitute. The board has already found her replacement, and I expect each of you to show her the courtesy and respect that she deserves." She looked around the room, "Some of you already know her, she's substituted here before. Now she's your teacher. I expect she'll be here in a moment." Mrs Haskell left the room and met Stacy in the hallway outside. "Are you ready for this?" "I better be after that speech you just gave." Other teachers were looking out into the hallway giving her a thumbs up. Carrying her satchel she stepped quickly into the room going to the black board. She wrote 'Miss Stacy'. "Some of you already know me, some don't," she began. "While we are in this room, I am Miss Stacy, or Mrs Jones. Not Momma or Aunt Stacy." "Good Morning Miss Stacy," the class roared happily. During reading she noticed the students who needed help and planned to rearrange the seating so they could learn from other students. One in particular was Tommy Burk. 'He reminds me of Tim' she thought. At lunch instead of sitting with the other teachers she sat among her students listening to them. "Momma," Colleen nudged her arm. "Can I change seats after lunch?" "Why I thought you liked sitting next to Megan?" "Tommy keeps flipping my ponytail, it's distracting. And I need all my concentration for math class." As they were going back to class Colleen and Tammy slipped into the girls room. when they came out they were both wearing pigtails. She didn't say anything when she noticed Tommy Burk lean forward and flip Colleens hair with his pencil she just made eye contact with him and he sat back in his seat. She became good at catching his movements before he could reach out with his pencil. But still he managed a few more times. Just before the last Quiz of the day Colleen asked to go to the girls room. when she returned her hair was twisted up into a bun at the back of her head. A single pencil holding it in place. She had a look that said "Ok I dare you to touch my hair now." Ten minutes into the quiz Tommy raised up quickly and grabbed the pencil from the bun. "Tommy, go sit at my desk now, take your quiz with you," she said from the back of the class room. When Colleen finished she redid her hair in the bun and sat quietly waiting doodling inside the cover of her note book. When the last student was finished Stacy said. "Place your papers neatly on my desk and have a good evening. I'll have them ready for you in the morning. Tommy please remain after class." "Ok Tommy, what was that business about with Colleens hair?" "M, mine broke and I needed a new one," he quickly lied. "So you stole the one from Colleen's hair?" "Yes Ma'am," he looked down. she took a pack of new pencils out of her desk. "You can sharpen these while you think of a better answer." As he sharpened them he asked, "What's her favorite color?" "Who's favorite color Tommy?" "Does she like flowers? What about perfume?" "Tommy are you asking about Colleen?" He blushed, "N, never mind." "Tommy if you want to know those answers I suggest you ask her yourself," Stacy advised the boy. Just before the bell rang. It hadn't escaped her as she'd stood directly behind him watching him breeze through the quiz completely before he'd plucked the pencil from Colleen's bun. He was out of the room in a flash. As she straightened the stack to put in her satchel she noticed a smudged eraser mark on his paper. She also noticed he had all the right answers. On the way home Colleen asked, "Did he ask about me Momma?" "Did who ask about you Sweetie?" "Tommy, did he say why he was bugging me all day?" Stacy glanced in the mirror and noticed the flush in her cheeks. "Oh Tommy, he needed a pencil." "He smells," Mindy said. "Well Duh, he's a boy Dip brain," Mandy said. "He smells like a boy, it's kind of nice like daddy smells," Colleen said. "I just wish he wouldn't bug me in class." Tammy volunteered to make dinner when they got home, Macaroni and cheese. So Stacy sat down to begin grading papers. When she got to Tommy's she held it up to the light looking at the smudged out marks. And the smile grew on her face. Colleen was helping Tammy make pudding for desert when Tim hurried through the living room into the bathroom. "You ok Honey?" Stacy asked. "I'm fine I've been drinking coffee all day." She narrowed her eyes at him when he closed the door as he came out. "What's that your studying so hard?" he said deflecting the subject. "Just trying to make out this smudged out blob." She showed Tim. He placed it on the glass top of the coffee table then shined his little flash light on it from underneath. "Looks like a heart with initials to me. Who are T.B. and C. J?" Stacy covered her mouth. "Shhh, he reminds me of you. And I think he has a crush on Colleen." "Really? What gives you that idea?" She whispered into his ear, "He spent all day flipping her ponytail in class. Then ask what her favorite color was, if she liked flowers, did she like perfume." "And," prompted Tim. "I told him if he wanted to know he'd have to ask her." "Yep, Just like your Mom told me," he confirmed. "What? You never told me you asked her about me." "Momma, Daddy, dinner is ready." "Is that my Princess, you look just like Princess Leaha." Stacy giggled, "You do." Colleen had wound her pigtails up into buns on each side of her head. And used chopsticks to hold them in place. "Oh that'll keep him from flipping your hair tomorrow." Tammy went into the bathroom and Tim sat poised for the squeal. But it didn't come, instead she walked out with the Calico kitten, "Thank you Daddy, what's her name?" "You're, what are you carrying?" he asked. "You brought a kitty home Daddy," she said. "Must have crawled in through the window." Tim said. Colleen giggled, "Looks like she brought her litter box and dishes with her." "I wonder how those got there?" he tried to play innocent. Tommy continued to bug Colleen in class, and at recess he picked her a handful of Dandelions. She pretended not to be interested in him at all, at least not when other girls were around. Then during Spelling he asked her questions, and soon the two were working together having moved their desks side by side so she could help him. Stacy kept an eye on them, and when she didn't say anything, more students pushed their desks together to study. She seemed to always walk past as they wrote notes to each other in their notebooks. The questions he'd wanted to know were answered. Then the questions from Colleen started. "Why do you keep bugging me?" "You're the prettiest girl in school, and you're smart." "Do you go to church?" "I would for you." "Why don't you go now?" "I don't know, my parents just stopped going. Where do you go?" "West Highland" "That's just down the street from my house." "Then if you want to see me outside of school, I'll see you on Sunday." Stacy smiled to herself, school was almost over for the day. And other students had paired up to study and help each other. She let the children go out to the playground early as a reward for finishing their work. Then noticed another teacher had done the same thing. "Stacy, can I ask you something?" Marcy asked. "Sure what is it?" "I have a student in my Second Grade Class that, well he doesn't seem to interact with the other boys. And today he was wearing, well not wearing it but he had a lot of nail polish on his nails like he'd taken it off in a hurry." "Which one is he?" "The one over there hanging out with your daughter and the other girls, Kelly. Except he keeps spelling his name with an I." "Maybe we should talk with his parents and find out a bit more. Do you know where he lives?" Stacy asked. "Next to the public park on Butterfly Lane. You know over there by where that gang stole the car and created so much news." Marcy answered. "Oh that's close to the Vandine's," Stacy told the older woman. "Yes it was their youngest daughter's car that was stolen." "The Vandine's? I remember a girl that started in my fourth grade class, Jennifer Vandine." "Yes she's graduating from Clara's this year." "If I go talk to Kelly's parents would you go with me? I mean, you have experience, Especially since Colleen is special." Marcy asked. "And I really don't want to do something that could cause problems if I'm wrong, or if they are opposed to it." "We'll go over together after school, is he that one with the long hair pulled back in a ponytail?" Stacy asked looking out the window. "Which one?" Marcy moved forward to get a better look. "The one putting on Mascara with the girls," Stacy pointed out. "Are you sure that's a little boy? Because with that jean jacket tied around her waist like that it looks like a skirt to me." "Kelton always wears his jacket that way, sometimes it's a sweater though." Marcy said. "Marcy, why are you so worried about her, him?" Stacy asked. Marcy looked confused, then a bit on edge. "I, I haven't talked to anyone about this yet. But James is going to be in Kindergarten next year." "And you're worried that other kids might influence his development?" Stacy asked. "No not exactly. Stacy how do you handle Colleen going to school dressed up. I mean there's no question she should be a girl, and no one says anything about it. but they never knew her as a little boy. Not like Jamie." "How is Jamie, is he getting along in preschool ok?" "He's doing a lot better since his father left, and his Sister is a big help. Lou Anne seems to be a much happier teenager as well." Marcy told her new friend. "Who's the older girl with, umm, him?" asked Stacy. "His sister Megan, she really looks out for him. I think they have a brother in Seventh grade. I'll call so it isn't a surprise when we show up." A few minutes later Marcy was back. "They asked if we could meet with them tomorrow so they could both be there, I said it would be ok. I hope that's ok with you too." "Yes it is, about what time?" Stacy asked. "They said around two would be good." "You realize what tomorrow is don't you? Halloween?" "Oh," she giggled. "Lou Anne and Jamie have the perfect costumes, and they made me promise not to freak out before they let me see them." Marcy said. Lou Anne is going as a Candy Striper, and Jamie is going to wear her old Brownie uniform." "I think we should bring our girls along with us tomorrow," suggested Stacy. "You mean take Jamie out in public dressed as a girl?" "Why not? If he really feels that he's a girl he won't have any problems with it. he'll probably be more comfortable about it than you will." Stacy told Marcy. "How did you get to be so smart about Transgendered children? Do they teach you that in Child Services?" "Marcy, my birth name was Stanley, not Stacy. And yes Tim knows all about it. We met in church and he dated me all through school together." Admitted Stacy. That evening Stacy talked with Tim and the girls about going to meet with Kelly's parents. "We're going with Marcy and her umm daughter Lou Anne and her four year old Son who is experimenting Gender wise." "Mommy, Kelli said her parents know, but they're afraid to let her dress up away from home." Colleen said. "She really is pretty, I hope they agree to let her be herself," added Tammy. "Me too Sweetie, and after we finish there we're going to go visit with Sophie and her family because Daddy is going to be working all day. Then we'll go trick or treating." Stacy met up with Marcy and her girls, at school. "Stacy, they just called and asked us if we could wait for them. Their kids are playing at some friend's house and they don't know the number. They have to go get them." "Oh no problem, we'll go wait at Sophie and Malissa's their girls are all home from school since it's the weekend." So Stacy lead the way to the house. As they got out a little skunk came running across the yard, followed by five little ones. Colleen and Tammy knelt down, "Flora, Hi girl. You're all better. Oh you have such pretty babies." "Stacy that's a skunk," Marcy said her girls standing behind her looking frightened. "Yes and they have a pet Wolf as well," she looked up to see a young girl coming through the front door. "Flora, what are you doing? Stop scaring people." She said. "You'll get to scare them tonight." "Hi I'm Stacy, Colleen and Tammy already know Flora and Tank." "Oh," she giggled. "I'm Rachel. Momma Sophie told me about you and your girls. Come on in the house." she turned to the Skunks, "Flora take them around back, you don't want them getting in the road. Thank you," she added after the little creature lead her young around the side of the house. Inside the house they ran into two more teen girls, "May, Denise, this is Momma's friend Stacy and her two girls Colleen and Tammy. And?" "Marcy, my daughters Lou Ann, and my umm, this is Jamie." She introduced herself and her children. "Colleen, Tammy? You know Tiffany and Sherry?" Kelli said as she rushed over to hug them. They giggled and started introducing everyone. "Miss Marcy?" Kelli was suddenly frightened. "Hi Kelli, you look very pretty, are your parents here?" "I can explain Ma'am," said the young girl in front of her. "You don't need to explain Sweetheart, I was just on my way to let your parents know that I understand and hope they'll let you be a girl at school too." Marcy said. "How did you know?" asked Kelli's Mother. "She plays with the girls at school, and a few times I've seen traces of nail polish and such on her fingers. And then there was yesterday afternoon when she put on Mascara with them while she was waiting for the busses to arrive. She was very cute." "You really think it would be ok for me to be a girl at school?" "We already have Colleen, and two others and next year Jamie will be there too," Stacy said. "Yes and both Sophie and Jennifer went there, so you see you won't be the first special girl." Malissa said. "Where's Erika?" asked Stacy. "Erika has duty this weekend. Part of being an MMA Cadet," Donnie said. "Erika is a Cadet at MMA?" Stacy was astonished. "When did they start taking female cadets?" "The same time Miss Clara's started Grade school Classes regularly," Sophie said. "And next year I get to go to the Academy too," piped up Tiffany with a huge smile. "Yes and have you taken care of your sisters Bird today? You promised you would," Malissa reminded the Seven year old. They sat and visited a while, then everyone had to go get ready to begin Halloween. Turning onto Butterfly lane after dark with her girls in the car Stacy realized just how much the Vandine family was into the Holiday. She had to park the car in a little side lot, and they walked the rest of the way. The farther they walked the spookier it got. There was even a light fog rolling along the street and front lawns of the neighborhood, she suspected it was from dry ice and fogging machines. She'd given in to her girls request to dress up and the three were carrying broomsticks looking like a mother witch and her two daughter witches. The neighborhood was by far the most decorated as well as scariest in town. She could feel the creepiness crawling up her spine growing more so the closer they got to each house. She recognized Jennifer, and her girlfriend Daphne, the girls got loads of candy. At Dotty and David's they got even more, then a young girl named Charlene came out and joined them as they made their way toward number 1313. "Mommy said you know my Aunts from school," she giggled. "Yes but who's little girl are you?" asked Stacy "My mother's name is Darla, and Dotty and David are my Momma and Daddy too." she giggled. "I know you. Your Mommy has your picture on her desk. She's really nice for a Lady Judge." Malissa said she would stay with Donnie to help pass out candy, then Rachel said, "Momma really doesn't feel up to walking all over the place tonight." "Why is that?" asked Stacy. "She's pregnant, and worried about it since she's only like the fifth Trans girl to have the special operation to make it possible. We worry about her too," Rachel told her as they started toward the other end of the street and the surrounding neighborhoods. They collected Kelli and Megan along the way, and the group grew even bigger. It was nearly One AM by the time Stacy and the girls made it home. After the girls were asleep she lay talking with Tim. "Did you know Malissa Pierce is pregnant?" "What? No she can't be. Isn't she Post op, or is that Sophie?" Tim had heard rumors but dismissed them. now he was beginning to wonder. "They have a new procedure that makes it possible but it's pretty risky," she explained what she'd learned. They talked a while longer then he said, "They hired a new Detective to take Berta's place. But everyone's being pretty secretive about what his wife does for a living. They have a boy and girl about Tammy and Colleen's ages." "Have you met them yet?" "Yes they're very nice. I thought we could have them over for dinner tomorrow night. I pick