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Hailey's New Life - Part 1 Synops: Sequel to Replacement Daughter. Dylan, now Hailey begins to rebuild her life with her family, friends and boyfriend in Seattle. The first trial forces her to relive some of her past experiences. Part 1 It was my first day back at school since I was rescued. I met Mark and we shared a passionate kiss. The rest of the day went quite well. During Cheer and Volleyball classes I was given a standing ovation by the girls. I went back to Julies after Volleyball practice. There was a game tomorrow and I needed the sleep. We had a football game on Friday as well. I was put on the injured list due to the removal surgery so I would be on the sidelines. Mrs. Ross took me to my first therapy session with a specialist who deals with girls who have been raped and forced into the sex trafficked. The therapist, a young woman who was once forced into prostitution as a teen and escaped now works with others who have escaped the life. I immediately feel comfortable talking with her. I spent the entire first session telling her my whole ordeal from my forced sex change, begin repeatedly gang raped, and the implant any my punishments. It took a while to get through as I kept sobbing and was unable to continue. A week later, a moving truck arrived with my parents and siblings begin to help unload it. Jenny and Julie load up their car and van with my stuff from the storage shed and move it into my new girly room. My mom took us shopping for new decorations for my room. By the time we are done it is very feminine, just like I like itnow. A few week later was homecoming. For the dance I was of course going with Mark. My girlfriends and I had gone shopping and gotten the most gorgeous dresses. Mine was a lilac ball gown with a very full floor length skirt. My parents helped pay for a limo and everyone met at my new house. My girlfriends arrived and changed into their gowns upstairs in my room, my sister's and my parents' room. My mom and sister helped us into our gowns. I did my hair in an elegant up due with lots of loose strands falling out. While we were doing my hair my sister, Talia, was always giving us advice on what we should do with our dates like she knew everything boys. "I was a boy, remember," I tell her, "I probably know more about boys than you." "I've been a girl longer," "Talia tells me. "Besides you know things about boys from a boy's perspective, but not as a girls." Mark and Julie's date were the only ones who were meeting us there. Mark was stunned speechless with my dress, hair, and makeup. We go pick up the other dates and head to the dance. My parents took plenty of pictures. I was still amazed at how amazing my body was, even after almost four months. It was my first dance as a girl and I was nervous. Mark and I took our picture together as we entered the dance. We dance the night away and eat and drink. Surprisingly I was named Homecoming Queen and Mark, Homecoming King. Julie was in the royal court and so was Maggie. The Varsity quarterbacks and another girl and two boys I did not know very well rounded out the royal court. I learned that I won as a write in because I had taken down the Society. As we slow dance on the floor I ask Mark, "You stayed with me after everything that happened. You are amazing. Thank you. It would have broken my heart if we broke up. But why are you still with me?" "You are an amazing person. I fell in love you before I knew the truth. When Julie told me about you, I wanted to help. I would have done anything to protect you. I don't who you were before and I don't care. I fell in love the girl you are now. I think you an even more amazing now than when I first met you. And your body is ... WOW." "You have my kidnappers to thank for that." "I had told you earlier, they would have done to you what they did to me. You would have become my replacement. Trying to help my predecessor got me here." "I'm glad you did." He then kissed me. "I was terrified when they threatened to turn you into a girl like me. They said you would be first if they didn't break me..." "Shhhh...," Mark said with a finger to my lips. "They are in jail now, and no one is going to hurt you anymore. I won't let them." We slow danced the rest of the song with him holding me tight. I felt warm and safe in his arms. With the truth of who I am and what happened to me know to him I feel we have grown even closer. After the dance, we went to see some sights of the city before going to the hotel room his parents got for him. After the best sex ever, I lay on top of Mark in his hotel room. My large soft breasts are pressed up against his firm chest. I could not help by caress his hard shaven masculine chest and stomach. I look up to him. "I love you. And one day I want to have your children." I kiss him. "I love you more." "I love you most" I felt cheesy quoting a Disney movie but I didn't care. I turn over with the sheet pulled over to cover me. He leans over and kisses me again. We make love again. I experience another mind blowing orgasm. Later after another love making cession he takes me home and kisses me good night. I sleep late the next day. I am awoken by Julie and Megan. "Wake up sleepy head we have stuff planed." I get dressed in a pair of yoga pants and a light sweater and meet them down stairs. We drive around for some time and without really stopping anywhere before coming back home. I go in the front door and a whole bunch of people jump up "Happy Birthday" There is a banner hanging up in the living room with "Happy Birthday Hailey," with present and a giant cake in the dining room. Everyone was dressed in fancy clothes and I suddenly feel under dressed. "What is going on?" I asked astonished. "It's your sweet sixteen silly," Julie says to me. Since we missed your actual birthday a couple of weeks ago with your posing as someone else and having to be rescued in all; we decided to give you a belated surprise party. We invited all your friends and even some family flew in." But first we need to get you ready. I am dragged up to my room where I find a gorgeous new dress on my bed. It was pink and had a very full skirt that goes almost to my feet. It looked like a fantasy sweet sixteen dress I had seen Megan looking at a few weeks ago for her sixteenth birthday. The glittering strapless bodice would show off my boobs and cleavage. "It's gorgeous," I say to them. "I hope it fits," I turn and see my mom standing in the doorway. We close the door and my mom helps me into the dress. She had seen me naked as a girl before so I was unconcerned. The dress fits me like a glove. The matching heels were sparkly and matched the bodice. My mom does my hair in an elegant up-due while Megan does my makeup. A few quick pieces of jewelry and I was ready. I look at my reflection in the mirror. I was gorgeous. Mark is going love this. I leave the bedroom while my friends and sister go down the stairs. I wait at the top of the stairs before coming into view of the party goers below. I step into view and everyone. There were awws as I came down the stairs, with a huge smile on my face. I see Mark at the bottom of the waiting for me. He kisses me to woos from everybody. "Shud-up," I tell them and kiss him again. Marks begins to get frisky as we kiss so I bat his hand away. "Behave yourself, my family is watching." I join the party as music begins to play and I feel like dancing. We began with dancing for a while. The last dace was a slow dance where Mark held me tightly as I hid in his large muscular arms. I then opened my presents. My best friends gave me various extremely girly things, including sexy lingerie. My parents gave me some keys. I was told would have to earn my license before I was able to drive it. They take me to the garage where a new car sits. Mark gave me a diamond necklace with matching earrings. I got some clothes and other knickknacks from other friends and family. We then ate the cake which was divine. After that we played various games and laughed and told stories. My girlfriends, my sister, and I then got into Jenny's van and take the party one the road. Mark didn't mind it being a girls' time. He was actually getting along extremely well with my family. My parents actually liked him. We end up the night at the Washington Monument. I look out over the city with my best friends. "You know, ever since I moved back with my real folks, this has been the best time of my life. You guys are the greatest. I love you all. I would not want any other life than the one I have now. My life is perfect." I don't know what my life has in store for me, but I have six amazing best friends and an amazing boyfriend. More importantly I have my family with me. "What did you wish?" Julie asked "That the rest of my life will be just a great as it is now," I tell her. They hug me. I can feel their love for me like never before. We then head down to go to a movie. We watch a comedy that leaves us in stiches. Afterwards we head back to my house were we have a sleep over. My brother was staying over at Julie's for a boy's night out so we girls can have the house to ourselves. It was my first real sleepover with all my best girlfriends over at my house. I change into my new pajamas, white Hello Kitty pajama pants and a pink tank top. We make s'mores in the fireplace while we watch scary movies. Like the girl I am now I scream at the scary parts with my friends and sister. We put out sleeping bags in the family room and tell stories late into the night. I wake up in the night from a nightmare. It was of a cross of several of my rapes and clients with some punishment thrown in. Mark comes over for dinner that day after my friends go home. I was surprised at how quick my parents had warmed up to like Mark. It was only two months ago they learned I was given a sex change to become a girl. The next Monday was a regular school after volleyball practice I went to my therapist with my parents. "Hello Hailey. How are you doing this week?" Doctor Angelo asked me. "Good, but I am still having nightmares. I know they are normal for someone who has experienced what I have experience. It's just that every time I have a nightmare, I wake up still thinking I'm Dylan and it takes a few seconds to minutes to get over the shock of my body before I remember that I am Hailey now and how happy my life is now." "What do dream about in your nightmares?" Doctor Angelo asked. "I dream I the first time I woke up as a girl. I am then raped by the people who kidnapped me and their friends. I try to fight back but I am hit with pain from the implant. I then wake up. I feel my legs shaking like after I was shocked with the implant. I start crying. Sometimes my mom and sister come into my room because I was crying out in my sleep. I wake up shocked to see my female body." "Are there any other times when you feel like you were still Dylan." "Just in the dreams, and immediately after," I tell her. "We've talked about you going to a support group for sexual assault survivors. Have you given any thought about joining? I lead a group here." "My mom thinks it's a good idea, but I am unsure about discussing my sex change and the implant. I have a hard time separating the three things from each other." "I'm sure the others would u nderstand, quite a few were forced into prostitution and were sex trafficked to various cities. You don't have to say anything if you don't want." 'OK." I told her. "Great. We meet Wednesday at seven." We talk more about my experiences over those three months. We then talk with my parents about my current life and how I am adjusting. I talk about my boyfriend. We still have sex occasionally but we have toned it down and less often. Wednesday arrives. Mom picks me up after Cheer practice. Some of my friends want to come, but I told them it was alright. One of them can come another time. We go to Doctor Angelo's office. We enter a large meeting room. There are already eight girls there already. Some were about my age and some were older in their twenties and thirties. I take off my coat. A girl about my age comes over to me. She has sandy blond hair and green eyes. She is about my height and a little bit heavier than I was. She is wearing a blue jeans and a sweater. "Hi, I'm Jennifer. This is your first time?" 'Umm, yes. "I'm Hailey," I introduce myself. "Wow you're really pretty," Jennifer says. "Thanks you look good yourself," I reply. "So where do you go to school?" she asks "Roosevelt High. I am a sophomore there." I say. 'I go to Lincoln High. I'm a sophomore there too. I'm in the band. I play clarinet." "Band, huh," I reply. "I'm a cheerleader." "You look like a cheerleader. You have a boyfriend?" I look around and see my mom talking to another older woman. I turn back to Jennifer. "Yes, I do. His name is Mark..." "Don't tell me," Jennifer interrupts, "he's on the football team." "Yes, he is. He's a running back." "Roosevelt High School, didn't we play you like six weeks ago?" She asked. "I believe so." I told her. "But I missed that game. A lot was going on in my life around then." "I remember it was just after those boys who were forced to have a sex change was rescued by the FBI." she said. "I believe so yes." "That must have been horrible for them, being drugged and then waking up to find you have been given a sex change operation and forced to have sex with men as a girl." She said pretty much summing up those three months of my life. "I wonder if any went back to being a boy or if they decided to stay a girl. They never said anything." "I can definitely imagine what it was like; considering what was done I don't think there was much choice but to stay a girl." "Makes sense. So are you here for yourself or you mom?" Jennifer askes me. "For myself. My mom is here for support. All my friends wanted to come but I don't think there would be enough room her for them." Jennifer laughs. "Your funny and witty. I like you." She then adds, "as a friend you know. Not like, well you know." "Yes, I know what you mean." We walk over to the snack table and I get a cup of coffee and some cookies. I sit down in the circle next to my mom and I smooth my skirt as I sit down. Jennifer sits next to me. The meeting starts shortly. Doctor Angelo stands up and introduces herself. "Hello everyone. It is good to see you all here. For those of you who don't know me, I am Doctor Karen Angelo. I lead this group. This is Ms. Laura White she co-leads this group. We have some new people with us." She motions to us. Mom stands up." Hi, I am Lisa Anderson; I am here to support my daughter Hailey." I wave to them as my mom sits back down. "Hi" everyone says. "With all new arrivals," Doctor Angelo beings, "I like to tell my story. I was fifteen when I ran away from home. My family was abusive and my parents were always high or drunk or both. I fell into with a group of older boys who gave me drugs and alcohol. Then they would force me to give them oral or have sex with them to get the drugs they got me addicted to. A few weeks later they wanted me to start paying money for the drugs, alcohol and other stuff they gave me. So they force me to sell my body on the street. I was usually so high that I don't have much memory of what was going on. One day the drugs wore off and I came to my senses and I found I had been sold by those boys to several men who then began to sell my body to make money. They also raped me every day. This went on for months. I became pregnant and had a baby but they quickly took the baby away from me and I never saw it again. I don't know what happened to it, even now." She starts to cry but continues. "Then one day the FBI raids where I was being held. I was taken to a shelter were a kind woman help get me clean. I was put into foster care for the next eighteen months until I turned eighteen. I worked hard to get my GED and get into college. The couple that had fostered me let me stay and continue to get better and recover. My foster mom was a counselor. She inspired me to help others like myself. So I went to college and studies Psychology and Sociology before getting a PhD in Psychology, and MA Sociology and a MD in Psychology. Now I help girls like me who were raped and been though the sex trafficking lines. I am now married and have a son and a daughter." Doctor Angelo sits down and Jennifer stands up. "Thank you for sharing," Ms. White said. "Hello, everyone. I'm Jennifer Lee." "Hi Jennifer," most people say. "I met my ex-boyfriend between eight and ninth grades. He was sweet, charming and kind at first. But then he started to get mean. He would hit me...," She started to cry. "He then got me hooked on cocaine and made me sell my body to pay for them. I would have to service at least three customers a night to pay for what I needed. I was so ashamed that I told no one what was happening. One day my parents found drugs in my room. I broke down and told them everything. They just held me as I cried and. They took me to a drug treatment center. My ex-boyfriend was arrested and is now in jail. We moved to Virginia so I could get a new start. I have been clean ever since. A boy at school just asked me out and I said yes. I am finally seeing light at the end of the tunnel." "Thank you for sharing," Doctor Angelo said. "Is there anyone else who would like to share?" She asked looking at me. After a few seconds more people started to look at me till all eyes were in the room. I didn't stand up but I did start talking. "Hello, I'm Hailey." "Hello Hailey." "I was kidnapped, held prisoner for six months and repeatedly gang raped." I told them. "They gave me plastic ffsurgery so no one would know who I really was." I start to cry. Mom hugs me. I felt Jennifer's hand on my shoulder patting me. "What happened?" Jennifer asked. "What did they change?" "Thank you for sharing, Hailey" Doctor Angelo said before I could respond. "Hailey has been through a very traumatic ordeal recently. We should not try to force someone to share more than they are comfortable with." Jennifer was a little disappointed, but accepted I was not ready to share such things with people I just met. I cried for a little while longer as others shared their stories. All though none were exactly like mine, they all shared some common threads. After the meeting was over Doctor Angelo came over to me. "It was very brave of you, Hailey. I'm proud of you." "Me too, baby." Mom said. "And I think you have a new friend." "Hailey, you are lucky you have friends you can talk to about your ordeal at school. Don't forget to use them when you need to." "So are you going to come next week?" Jennifer asked me. "Yeah, I think I will," I tell her. "My mother and I are going to get ice cream want to come?" Jennifer tells me. I look to my mom. "We would love to," she said. We meet Jennifer's mom outside and we follow them to a local Ice cream parlor. I get two scoops of double chocolate ice cream. Jennifer gets vanilla. Mom sits across from Jennifer's mother while I sit across from Jennifer. "So this is you first meeting." Jennifer's mom askes me. "Yes ma'am," I replied, "Doctor Angelo suggested I should go." "And how long have you been seeing Doctor Angelo?" "About six weeks now," I answer her. "How long were you a prisoner?" Jennifer's mom asked. "Six months, I was unconscious for three months," I told her. "During that time I was given plastic surgery. I was drugged, then kiddnapped then woke up to find my face and body different." "What did they change, you didn't say?" Jennifer asks me. "I would rather not talk about that right now," I tell her. "I understand," she says. "So how did you escape?" Jennifer asks me. "It is a long story," I tell. "I was rescued by the FBI. Can we change the subject please," I ask. "Sure baby," Mom says. We spend the next thirty minutes talking about our schools and what we like to do for fun. A girl I know from school and the Volleyball team, Rachel, notices me and comes over to say hi. She tells me I am doing much better now that I am back on the team again. After finishing our ice cream we head home. The next day I go with the Volleyball team to a game on the other side of the city. I sit with Rebecca and Kaitlin as we ride the bus there. "So how are you and Mark lately?" Kaitlin asked. "We are good," I tell her. "I asked him to slow thing down so I could heal from my ordeal. I love him and the sex is amazing. It's just I was forced to do something and other things were forced on my and I still need time to deal with it all. I spent three months with them, but it felt a lot longer. They did horrible thing to me. Mark is understanding about it and is letting me have the time I need." "I've been meaning to tell you. I've been dating Jeremy Doughty," Kaitlin said. "Jeremy from Bio class?" I ask. "Yep, that's the one." "Isn't he kinda nerdy?" I ask. "Yes, he has been tutoring me for a while. He is actually really sweet, kind, funny, and a good kisser." "Ohhh, I want to hear more," Rebecca said excitedly. "I told you Jeremy was tutoring me, but he has been tutoring me all semester. Over the last several weeks something has been happening. It happened suddenly. I kissed him. I don't know why I did it, I just did. After I stopped I told him sorry. Then his suddenly kissed me back. We started making out. But we stopped when my mom got home. We finished studying. My mom just gave me a knowing look." "Well you can't judge all guys just by their looks and popularity," I told her. Just look at Steve. "He was a popular football player, good looking, and popular. Now he is going to jail for rape and torture." "What matters, is how a guy treats you," Rebecca says, "Mark treats Hailey amazingly. Somehow they work great. Steve treated Julie like crap so she dumped him like a hot iron." "Wait a minute," I interrupt, "What is this 'somehow they work great' comment just now. "What I mean," Rebecca says, "Is that you two are not a normal couple, especially on your end. Eight months ago you were a womanizing man- whore who would do anything to get into a girls panties, drank did drugs, and now look at you. You wear panties; you still wear a skirt almost every day. And you let Mark into you panties almost a weekly basis." "Well not every week," I tell her. "I told you we cooled it off. The only reason I did it as much as I did early on was because I had no choice. I would have been punished if I didn't have sex with him as much as possible." We soon arrived at the school were the game would be held. We go to the girls' locker room. We were already wearing our uniform so we just chatted more. The coach gives us a pep talk before leaving for the gym. We enter the gym. My dad is there with my sister since my mother has to work late tonight at the hospital. My brother is out with his friends. I more feel ready this game than any in a while. We huddle up and the team Captain tries to pump us up, "OK girls, we need two more games before we go to the district championship. We only have three more games. We have beaten these girls the last three years in a row. Let's make it four in a row." I serve the ball first and we quickly make our first point. There are cheers all around. I serve again and we score another point. On the third serve our opponents make a point and it's their time to serve. We go back and forth for some time. I am on the front row front when I notice the girl coming up to serve. It was Jennifer from the support group. She calls out the serve and I almost missed it but after it is hit by Rebecca and Kaitlin, I spike it to into the court. "Hailey, you ok?" Rebecca asks. "Get you head in the game girl." "Yeah I am fine." I rotate out and I go sit on the bench and get some water. I watch the game for a few minutes. I watch Jennifer. She did not say she was on the Volleyball team. After Kaitlin rotates out she sits next to me. We then watch the game and make comments to each other. It was then I noticed someone in the crowd on the other side of the court. I had seen him before but I could not remember where. He was not watching the game but he was watching me. It then hit me. He was one of the men who raped me the last time before I was rescued. That time was mostly a blur but I do remember him. I get up and rush into the stand to my dad. I hear Kaitlin and the coach calling me but I ignore them. I drag him and my sister over to the side of the court away from the crowed. Kaitlin joins us. "What is it?" My dad asks. "The man in the crowd with the crew cut, dark business suit, and expensive watch on the other side. Third row. Near this side. Be casual." I point out the man. "He was one of the men who raped me. One of the few they couldn't find. He is here and he has been watching me." "Are you sure." "Yes," I tell him. My dad pulls out his phone and calls Agent Myers. I get the phone and talk to Agent Myers and tell him who it is. She asks if there are any police officers there. I say yes. She tells me to take the phone to the officer. I go over to the closest officer and quickly tell him the situation and hand him the phone. I look towards the man who is still looking at me but then stands up and begins to leave the gym. After a few seconds the officer hand me the phone and goes after the man. My dad is next to me as is Rebecca and Kaitlin and my sister. A few minutes later the officer returns saying he lost the individual but seen the car he was driving. A bolo has been issued. Soon every police car in the region will be on the lookout. I start hyperventilating. "Hailey!" I hear Talia scream. The paramedics are called over to me as I still cannot breath. I begin to pass out. "Hailey!" was the last thing I heard before blacking out. I don't even know who said it. I awaken later to find myself in a hospital. "Shh, it is OK baby." I hear Mom say to me. "Mom?" "It's OK you had sever panic attack." I try to sit up. After four and a half months, my breasts still feel heavy especially when I go from a lying down to a sitting position. "Don't push yourself too hard," Mom tells me. A doctor comes in and checks on me. He gives me a quick physical to make sure there was nothing wrong. "So young lady, you gave everyone a nasty scare tonight. Have you ever had a panic attack before?" "No, it felt like I couldn't breathe." "That is common with panic attacks." He looks at my mom." She should be fine. Luckily she was caught before she hit the floor." "Where is Dad?" I ask. "He is with Agent Myers talking about what happened tonight." "Are they trying to get me back?!" I cry out. I start to cry. Feel my pulse quicken dramatically. "Hailey," Mom says grabbing my head and turning me to face her. "No one is coming to take you away and back to that nightmare." I start to hyperventilate again. Mom gives me a bag and tells me to just breathe. "No one is taking you any were, baby," she keeps telling me. I am an emotional wreck with fear when Agent Myers comes in. I am still breathing into the bag with Mom rubbing my back. I sit in a fetal position and don't bother looking at Agent Myers. "Hi," she says. "I hear you had a rough night. We don't know why the individual came to see you at the game. But we are actively looking for him. We have been actively looking for as many members as we could over the last two months. We are still scratching the surface of their organization. We have posted images we recovered from surveillance cameras from the school and your captor's house to the media and all area law enforcement agencies in a three state area for him and his car. It is only a matter of time before we find him. I promise you Hailey, we will get this guy. We will keep you safe." "Thank you Agent Myers," Mom says. "We can arrange a protective detail for you for a while it will make you feel safe." "Yes, please," I tell her. "I can't... I can't..." I start to sob again. I couldn't even get the words out of my mouth. I am literally shaking in fear. "There is already a guard just outside and the hospital security has been given his picture. They won't let him anywhere near you." My parents just stay by my side as I cry and shake uncontrollably. I am admitted to the hospital to stay overnight for observations. Layer I am taken to a private room with a guard outside. There is a knock on my door and Mom goes to answer it. She lets in several people who I recognize, Julie, Rebecca, Kaitlin, Megan, Talia, and Jennifer. They enter the room with flowers and a couple of stuffed animals. I had managed to stop shaking but I was very tired. "Hi," I tell them. "You gave us such a fright." Kaitlin told me. "I heard," I said sarcastically. "Your mom introduced us a little while ago," Julie said, "and suggested we give you a little time to rest up before visiting. It gave us a chance to get some get well gifts for you. The others should be here tomorrow unless they let you out. Mark texted me and told me he would be here as soon as he could get off work." "I can't go back. I can't go back to that. I can't, I just can't." I tell her. "What they did..." I start crying again. "It OK, girlfriend, we're here and we are not going to let anything happen to you," Julie tries to comfort me." "They kidnap me, turn me into a girl, put an implant I me to inflict pain like you would not believe, gang rape me, take picture of me changing clothes and being rapped and sell them on the dark web. I cannot go back to that. I can't I just can't." I start shaking again and I take the bag and start breathing again. "It's Ok, It is going to be OK." Julie says. She takes my head in her hand and looks me in the eyes. "They WILL NEVER get you back. I promise you that. I promise." I nod ok and hugs me for a while before letting me go. I start breathing more normally and I stop shaking. It was only then that I realized that Jennifer was there in the room. She had a look of shock on her face. "You were one of the boys they kidnapped and gave a sex change to?" Jennifer asked slowly. "Yeah," I tell her. "I wondered if you had gone back to being a boy or stayed a girl. Why did you not say before?" "I wasn't comfortable" I told her. "My friends know because they found out right after I was rescued." "So wow..., your body is amazing, I would never have guessed you were a boy before. How thoroughly did they change you?" She asked. I motioned for her to come to the side of the bed my dad was opposite if. I raise my hospital gown and slide my panties aside. I then raise the blanket aside to give her a view of my vagina. "It looks like the real thing," she says. "Wait is that a tampon?" "It is the real thing,' I tell her. "They went as far as giving me a uterus and ovaries so I have periods and can get pregnant. I was a couple weeks pregnant when I was rescued." "A boy got pregnant," She said with amazement. "Wow. This is earth shattering." "Imagine me waking up after having been drugged to having this body," I tell her. "That is earth shattering." "So what happened to the ..." "I aborted it." "Didn't you say you had a boyfriend?" "Yes, his name is Mark, he was the one Julie was talking about earlier." "So you are Ok with being a girl now, huh?" "Yes, yes I am now." A few seconds later Mark knocks on the door and he enters the room and comes straight to me and give me a hug that was too tight to breath. "Mark... I ... can't... breathe..." He lets me go. "I'm sorry I wasn't here. I got off as soon as I could." "It is ok, Babe," I tell him. "I could never forgive myself if anything happened to you." "It's not your fault," I reassure him. My dad's phone rings. He answers the phone. A few seconds later, he hangs up. He looks at me. "They caught him trying to cross the Maryland-Pennsylvania border I let out a sigh of relief. He was caught. A doctor comes in a few minutes later. "The last your test came back fine, but we want to keep her here overnight. You should be able to cheer with your friends tomorrow. I'll let the nurse know to have something to help you sleep if you need it." "Thank you Doctor Grey," Mom says. She turns to me "I am working tonight so I am just a page away, Ok baby." "Yeah Mom I know." "I'll take you home so you can get ready for school tomorrow if you feel up to it. If not you can stay home. But I think it would be best for you if you did go to school and try to get this out of you mind." She gets up and gives me a kiss. She then leaves with the doctor. "It's getting late and Hailey need to get some rest," my dad said. "The rest of you should go home. There is nothing more you can do here tonight." They begrudgingly begin to leave except for Mark. He tells my dad he will only be a moment. "You want me to stay? I will." "I am safe here," I tell him as much for my sake as his. "There is a guard outside and there are plenty of other guards in the hospital. I am perfectly safe here." He gives me a kiss before leaving. I begin to drift off to sleep. I awake to find myself handcuffed to a bed. I shake my hand to try and get my hand free but they do not come free. I look around and see a room I have not seen before. I look down and I am completely naked. I see a fresh surgical scar where they removed my implant. I turn over and try to hide my naked body as much as possible. "Hello," I call out. The door opens and Martin enters the room. "Well it seems our little sex doll has awaken." "Let me go!" I tell him, I am hit with intense pain from a new implant that has been implanted into my abdomen. I scream out in pain and writhe in pain on the bed as my body is racked with pain. When the pain lessens Martin comes over and looks down on me. "Welcome back to the Society. Did you really think you could escape from us? Did you think you could really destroy our organization? But since you think you could get away I have brought you a few friends" He turns and the door opens and a naked girl is brought in. She is bound and gagged and her large breasts bounce all over her chest as she moves. A few other girls are brought in. I suddenly know them; they are my cheer friends, Julie, Megan, Sarah, Kaitlin, and Jenny, my sister and another girl I don't know. All are naked and bound and gagged. All the girls have a fresh surgical scar like mine. I then realize they have been implanted with the same implant as I have. "No, no, no, Please let them go," I plead with Martin. Martin raises his hand and the two girls I don't know are brought closer to me. They look familiar. "Let me introduce you to you 'boyfriend' Martin, he gestures to the taller girl, "and you little brother Taylor." Both girls squirm against their bound. "No, no," I scream. "You couldn't, why?" I demanded. "I promised you this. Didn't I?" "You won't get away with this," I tell him. "I already have." I am again hit with pain from the implant, worse than before. The girl he gestures as Mark was ungagged. "Hailey, it is me Mark. Look what they did to me," the now feminized Mark said crying. My brother is ungagged. "Hailey. It is me Taylor." Then all eight of them are hit with pin from their implants. I watch in horror as they write in pain. I can hear their screams and then suddenly I am hit with pain again from my implant. "NNNOOOOOOOO!!!!" I shoot up in bed. My unbound breasts shake violently with the sudden movement. The guard outside and a nurse burst into the room. The guard has her gun drawn. "Are you OK?" She asks. I look around for a few seconds. I throw the blanket off of me and I raise the hospital gown over my stomach. I see nothing by my flat stomach and the healed scar from the implant removal. The nurse is next to me after the guard see that there is no trouble in the room. "Mark, Julie, Taylor..." I cry out. "It was only a nightmare, honey" she tries to calm me down. "It's just a nightmare. You are safe here." A minute later my mom comes running into the room. "Hailey. You OK?!" She asks. "It was only a nightmare,' the nurse tells her." I lie back down and start to cry again. My mom climbs into bed with me to try and get me calmed down. "It is OK baby," She tells me quietly, "it was only a dream. It was only a dream." A few minutes later she finally gets me calmed down. She gets up and sits in the chair next to the bed. "They took me again. Martin was there. They hit me with pain from a new implant. Then they brought in my friends, Talia, Taylor and Mark. They turned Taylor and Mark into girls to punish me for escaping. They put implants into all of us and then the shocked them in front of me for escaping. They were writhing in the floor and could do nothing about the pain, like I couldn't. Then I was hit with pain from the implant again." I start to cry again. "It was only a dream, baby. Everyone is safe. I promise you. Everyone is safe." I reach over to get my phone. I call Julie. The phone rings for several seconds before Julie picks up. "Hello, Hailey," She answers sheepishly. "Are you OK, did they get you did they put an implant in you like they did me?" "Hailey, what are you talking about. It is two in the morning," She asks. "Did you have another nightmare? That guy must have really freaked you out yesterday." "Yesterday?" "They got him, Hailey. Remember," Mom tries to get me to remember. I break down crying and Mom takes the phone from me and talks briefly with Julie. She hangs the phone up and puts it away. She tries to comfort me more. She calls the nurse in and asks her to give me something to help me sleep. She comes back and I am given a sedative though my IV and I slip into sleep again. I wake up and I see the sun shining through the window of my hospital room. I hear voices and I realize that it is my parents. I also hear Julie's mom. I lie still and listen to them. "I just can't stand what this experience had one to him... her. She has nightmares every week, and this sounded like it was one of the worse yet," Mom was telling them. Both of my parents occasional slipped with the pronouns. "We have talked about this before, Lisa," said Mrs. Ross. "These types of nightmares are common with the trauma Hailey experienced. She has PTSD. It will take time for her to heal. She may always have nightmares of what happened for the rest of her life. But she still has a lot to deal with. She lost her identity, her sense of self and another was forced upon her along with a female body. Very few people have had to deal with that. And the one that have are still as messes up and traumatized as Hailey is. The nightmares are normal." "Until now it was Hailey dreams are pieces of that happened to her over those three months. But this was different. I had never seen her so scared. She seemed like she was still in the dream and that reality had not caught up to her." "Is it possible," my dad asks, "that seeing the man at the gym triggered something in her?" "It is possible that seeing the man triggered a deep fear of being recaptured by The Society," Mrs. Ross said. "And Hailey did say that Martin had threatened to hurt those she cared for, Mark, her siblings and her friends just to break her. It may have caused her mind to create a dream were those threats became real for her." "What do we do?" Mom asks. "We keep reminding her that she is safe. That her kidnappers are still behind bars awaiting trial. With the capture of the man last night, it only makes her safer. You know I have been helping the FBI help the girls who were 'converted' and trafficked. Mostly it has been traveling around the country talking to them and their families. I've been trying to convince some of them to get all the victims together so they can talk to each other and share their stories. They are so spread across the country that they really don't have anyone who has had experiences like theirs. Having them talk to each other about their shared experiences, I think help them all." I turn over. "I already talked to one. The day I escaped." I sit up. I then notice that there were more balloons and stuffed animals and even some candy that wasn't there last night. Apparently some people stopped by and left them for me. "Katie," Mrs. Ross says. "Yes, I've talked to her too. She said you helped her. Making her confront the reality of her new female sex and body was a difficult but I think one of the biggest steps she had to make. Luckily for her, she didn't experience to torture you did." "How are you feeling this morning?" Mom asks. "Better," I tell her. "How long was I asleep?" "It is midmorning," Mom says with a yawn. I look at my dad. "Can you leave us alone for a bit?" "Sure, pumpkin." He then leaves and closes the door. I get up and go to the mirror. I feel my large breast bounce with each step. I take my hospital gown off and remove my panties. I look at my now permanently female body. I had mostly grown use to it, but there were still times I was still uncomfortable with it. I look at my angelic face. My almond brown eyes, my high cheeks, my small button nose, my pouty lips, and my thing graceful neck. I look farther down at my large breast with large nipples. My thin arms look quite weak; my narrow waist. I look at the scare from where the implant was removed. I then look at my wide hips. My hips are as wide as any girl. The x-rays after I escaped showed that my hip bone looks just like any other girl; I had birthing hips and I could deliver a baby vaginally. I then look at my pussy. It was still mostly hairless. The hormones and chemicals they gave me quite literally kept almost any hair below my head from growing. I only had peach fuzz under my arms and on my legs and on my pubic mons. I did not have to shave anywhere. I only had to pluck my eyebrows to keep their shape. I turn around to see my shapely ass. I start crying and Mom comes up to me. "Oh, honey," she says. "Why did this have to happen to me? Sure I was a pain in the ass. But why did this happen to me?" I continue to cry as Mom held me. "Why must I keep confronting the reality of my body for?" I look at my flawless female body again. "But most of all, why am I still dealing with this for? I mean, I like being a girl, I even love it. I love my body. But yet I still have to do this from time to time. I have to look at myself naked like this." "Honey," Mom says to me, "what happened to your body is something that we cannot be to understand. I have never seen you as happier than over the last two months than I have when I see you with your friends and Mark. They are amazing friends. You are lucky to have them in your life. And you were right to come back and let them help you heal through this ordeal you experienced. You will get through this. It will take time." "You have been a girl for the last four and a half months," Mrs. Ross tells me. "Three of those months were very traumatic to you. Waking up to this body after having been a boy for fifteen years is very traumatic. Your mother is right. You need time to heal. It will take years for you to heal. You are a very resilient young woman, Hailey. I've seen the joy on your face with Julie, and your friends, with Mark. You love them. I know that. They knew that. That is why they threatened them, because they could hurt you with it. I think one of the reason they let you have a normal teenage life outside of their sick torture and gang rapes was to allow you to develop those friendships so they could use them against you. I think they hormones they used on you help you and some of the other girls accept being girls much more easily." "They wanted us to accept that we were girls?" I ask. "But wouldn't having us continue to hate being girls and resist our feminization be more hurtful? Why help turn our mind into 'girl minds'?" "The members that have been captured are not talking much. You are right, having a male mind in a female body like yours and then subjected to what you have been through would be extremely traumatic. Much like transsexuals before transitioning is for them. It would be traumatic under any situation for a normal girl to experience. I think it was to prolong your useful life to them. A male mind would have cracked under the strain much more quickly. He would have had to deal not only the trauma and strain of the rapes and torture but also of the forced sex change. But changing the mind to be much more accepting of their... your new bodies would lessen the trauma of the sex change, leaving only the rapes and torture. And thus prolonging the usefulness of the boys they turn into girls. " She looks at me in the mirror. I can see her look over my body. "So they made me more accepting of what they did to my body so they could torture and rape me longer. The way they thought through things is really thorough. Kidnapping boys and men and give them sex changes, and giving girls plastic surgery to change their face so no one would notice them and then implanting a device into them to keep track of them and keep them in line. They thought of everything." "They certainly did, Hailey," Julie's mom says. "They certainly did." "Dad brought you some clothes this morning," Mom said giving me a subtle hint to get dressed. "Talia packed it." "I'll meet with them," I told Mrs. Ross, "The other victims... survivors. I'll meet with them." I go to the suitcase that my dad had brought. Inside I found a couple skirts and tops, panties and bras and two pairs of shoes. There were also some toiletries. I pick out a matching set of white panties and bra to go with a floral maxi skirt and a light blue top. I take the clothes and toiletries and go to the bathroom. I take a quick shower and change my tampon. It was my first period since terminating my pregnancy. I was actually happy about it. Knowing I was no longer pregnant. I put on the clothes and go back into my room. I find both women still there. I was told my dad had gone to work. "You know," I tell them, "I am actually happy to have a period for once; even though it is only my third one. Being pregnant was extremely scary for me. I'm actually relieved it is over. I'm not ready to be a mother." They both laugh. "You still will have a lifetime of them, honey." Mom says to me. The doctor comes in and releases me to go back home. I go into my room and look at my reflection again. I guess today is one of those days when my reflection brings me pain. I decide to put it behind me. I look out the window and see the patrol car outside that had followed me home. Even though they had captured the one man they were still not taking chances that The Society might try to recapture me. I figure that school would be a good place to stay safe. I go to my closet and get my cheerleader uniform and change clothes. I sit at my vanity, the same one that was in my room down the street where I learned how to put on makeup. I did my makeup and hair and put a paw print on my cheek like Julie did for my first game. I stand up and went back to the mirror. I look amazing and I start to feel like my new self. But I have a small revelation that I was only covering my trauma up like I covered bruises with concealer all those months ago. But I did feel like myself, and that made me feel better. I go down stairs and grab a bite to eat. I bump into mom who is eating before going to sleep. "You want to go to school?" "Yes. I will feel safe there. I will have my friends there and Mark. Plus there will be the security detail the FBI put on me," I tell her. "You were right. Going to school will help me get my mind off of what happened last night." "OK, baby, I'll drop you off and you can go to the game tonight." We hug before finishing our breakfast. Mom takes me inside and briefly explains the situation as to why I am late. I then go to Volleyball class. The coach said I did not have to dress to day but was glad I was feeling better. The police had a female officer protect me during the day so she would be able to go where I went. It was strange having a cop follow me around. Between classes I would talk with her. I found out her name is Amy and she has been a cop for three years. She loves it. She tells me I am very brave for what I did. I met up with my friends at lunch. Mark also sat with us; in fact he sat next to me. "We were concerned about you, girlfriend," Sarah said." "I'm feeling much better." I told them. I look to Julie. "I'm sorry for waking you up last night I had this horrible nightmare that The Society had recaptured me. Then they brought all of you into where they held me and tortured you. They had put implants into you and my sister and then they used them on you." I turned to Mark. "They did to you what they did to me. They turned you into a girl along with my brother. When I woke up I was still freaking out ten minutes later. They gave me a sedative to help me sleep." "That was horrible," Megan said." "Don't worry about it," Julie said." Mother told me a little while ago. I want you to know I love you too. I love you like I do my other friends. We are all best friends." The rest of the day was a normal day with a normal pep rally. Being in class and cheering in front of the school did get my mind off of what happened last night. It also didn't hurt that the man I saw was now behind bars where he belonged. The team won the game, but I did not give Mark his victory celebration. The last few days had left me emotionally drained, but I promised to make it up to him. The next week I went for a checkup with a doctor who was studying the procedures that were done to me. He was especially curious as to why my body was not rejecting the uterus and ovaries after being in my body for over six months without anti-rejection medications. A tissue match was taken while the surgeon removed my implant. It showed that my body should have rejected the organs long ago even with anti-rejection medications since it wasn't compatible with my body. He did a full body x-ray which showed several healed holes in my bones to my bone marrow. A close examination reviled mall healed scares on my skin over the sites. They had done something to my immune system, but they were still at a loss for how. I was sedated while several bone marrow samples were taken. The test would take time to run and analyze. He had studies several other girls like me over the last two months. I met Katie while I was on my way out. She was there with her mom from Florida to participate in the same study I was. Katie looked much happier than when I saw her in the hospital. She was wearing a maxi skirt and a somewhat tight top that showed off her large breast. We talked for a brief bit. She was adjusting well to being a girl. Apparently Julie's mom was right about them doing something to help us readily accept now being girls. The next day I met with the federal prosecutor, Lily Jones. She was a young woman in her early thirties with medium length black hair and a well-toned body. She had taken a special interest in my case, and he was very supportive of me and my family. She met us wearing a black skirt suit that had a skirt that was a little shorter than most suits. While talking to me in our previously, she said she like to be sexy and feminine to show all the men in her office that she could still be sexy, feminine and still put the bad guys behind bars with extreme prejudice. She was inspiring actually. She also liked to take cases involving special victims, victims like Law and Order SVU from TV. "Hailey I have news for you. Collin has lost extradition fight and will be here in a couple days to be processed and formally charged. Kevin will be here tomorrow for booking. The trial will still be months away. I wanted to start meeting to go over your testimony. I am planning to try the three together, are you ok with that?" "Yes." "I'll let you know when the court dates are," she tells me. "And Happy Thanksgiving. You probably have a lot to be thankful this year." "Yes, yes I do," I tell her. I did have a lot to be thankful for. I escaped a horrible organization that had permanently changed my sex; I have the six best friends in the world a great boyfriend. I had everything a girl could want. Later in the day, Mom and I plus Julie went to my second support group. We arrived a few minutes early. Julie and I talked with Jennifer more about my experiences since she overheard me talking last week in the hospital. I was feeling better and less scared that I would be recaptured by The Society. She was supportive and was still surprised I was so accepting of being a girl and having a boyfriend and for becoming pregnant. Several of the women shared their experiences and how it affected them. I listened to them and found myself being able to relate in some way to them I was gang raped and forced to have sex against my will, including with Mark. Although I did not share this time, I actually found the group helpful. Friday I had skipped school to go to court for the arraignment of Collin, and Kevin. Steve had already been arraigned weeks ago but I was did not go as I was being questioned by the FBI following my escape. My parents were there as were Julie, Jenny and Mark, and Mrs. Ross. The rest of my friends wanted to come, but they could not get permission. My friends and family talk with the Ms. Jones, the State Prosecutor. "It is good to see you here, Hailey," Ms. Jones tells me. "Are you ready?" "Yes, I need to face them; to show them they have no power over me anymore," I tell her. "That's good. That is exactly what I want to hear," she tells me with a hug. "Most survivors have a hard time coming forward, but you seem to want it more than most." "If I don't," I tell her, "I have this terrible fear they would capture me again. "I heard about your experience recently. It must have scared you beyond measure to see one of those who tormented you running free like that watching you. I see you still have a shadow." "Oh Amy; yeah, she has been protecting me while I am at school. She told me that today was the last day she would be assigned to me as the FBI thinks I am in no danger. I am usually not alone so there is usually someone else with me. I feel much safer now." "I'm glad, excuse me I need to get ready. Court will begin in a few moments." Ms. Jones then leaves us to go to her table on the judges left. My family and friends and I sit behind her on the front row. The bailiff comes in and tells us to rise. We stand up and the judge enters. Collin and Kevin are brought in. They are shackled and wearing orange jump suits. They have separate attorneys. "The People of the United States vs Collin Masters and The People of the United State vs Kevin Jenkins," The bailiff tells the Court. "Is the prosecution ready?" The judge asks. "Yes Your Honor," Miss Jones tells the judge. "Is the defense ready?" "Yes Your Honor" They both tell the court. "Ms. Jones," the judge gestures to the prosecutor, "you may begin" Ms. Jones begins to go through the felony charges against the two defendants. She list out each charge for each defendant. "How does the defendants plea?" Collins attorney stand up. "Not guilty, Your Honor. My client was arrested during school he has been expelled from school and has been held in in county lockup both here and in Philadelphia for the last seven weeks..." "I am not interested in you clients 'tragic' recent history. This is only a hearing where the state formally brings charges. If you have motions to file do so at the appropriate time." "Yes Your Honor." Kevin's attorney stand up, 'My client pleads not guilty, Your Honor." "Fine. Fine," the judge begins. He looks at his clerk. The trial is set for January 8. Thank you. And what about bail?" Ms. Jones stands up. "The People request that the two defendants be remanded in custody until trial, Your Honor. They are a flight risk. Both defendants are known members of a criminal organization, The Society, which has escaped detection for years if not decades; an organization that has extensive sex trafficking operations. Both were transported undetected from their homes to the Washington, DC area to rape and torture a kidnapping victim, who Collin Masters knew and grew up with. A victim who has been forced to undergo a sex change operation and before being transported back home. Neither defendant has any friends or family in the area to ensure they stay and attend the trial. It is entirely possible that if released, the remains of The Society could secret them out of the country and take them to a place where their operations have not been as affected by the recent raids." The judge turns to the defense. Collins' attorney stands up. "Your honor, I speak for both defendants here, my client is a sixteen year old boy. He should be in school and yet he is being locked up like a criminal without provisions for his education. He belongs in school with others teen. As I said earlier my client has been in custody for the last six weeks." "That is enough," The judge says," Both defendants are remanded in custody till the trial. "Your Honor if I may," Ms. Ross spoke up. "At the request of the victim in this case, as this is a sex offense case, and given that she not only a minor but also has been forced to undergo a sex change operation against her will. I ask that an additional gag order be placed on the proceedings to protect the victim." "It is so ordered. Meet me in my chambers to discuss the details. Is there a plea deal in the works? I am under the impression that the Federal Prosecutor is seeking to make a deal with the defendants for information?" "The People are not offering nor will we accept any plea deals for the charges before this court, Your Honor," Ms. Jones tells the judge. "Fine." "Court is adjourned." The judge said. Collin looks at me and walks to me but is held back by the bailiff. "You deserve what happened. I hope you like your new pussy, because it isn't going anywhere. You could have had it all, but you threw it away." He was being dragged out now. "YOU DESERVE WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU AND MORE!" He screamed the last part at me as he was dragged through the door. All through Collin's yelling, the Judge was banging his gavel on and shouting "ORDER!" Julie, Mark, Jenny and I were taken back to school. Julie, jenny and I changed back into our cheerleader uniforms and returned to class. We made it in time for the pep rally. After the game, which we lost, I went back home. I fell asleep and awoke the next morning. I get up and put a robe over my sheer pink baby-doll nightwear and go down stairs. "Are you ready for our girls' day out?" Mom asks me "Yes,"I tell her. "Where is Talia?" "Upstairs trying to figure out what to wear I guess," Mom tells me. She was down here a little while ago but then went back upstairs." Dad give me a kiss on the head. "Morning pumpkin." He then sits down and begins to read the Saturday paper. "Morning Daddy," I tell him. Mom makes French toast for breakfast. "Talia, Taylor Breakfast." My mom yells at my siblings. Taylor comes down still in his pajamas. Talia comes in a few seconds later still in her nightgown. "I'm excited. Are you excited sis?" Talia asks me. "Yes!" I told her. "Just the three of us being girls, getting pampered at a spa. I could use some stress relief." "After the spa, we can go shopping. I need a new coat. It is getting colder here." I smile at Talia. We had become a lot closer over the last two months since I got back. We have become real sisters. I found I love her more and more. Of course what is left of my male mind was blaming it on the hormones my ovaries were pumping into my body. But my mind knew the truth did love her more. We finished eating and I went upstairs to change. I put on a pink bra and panty set. I then put on a pair of dark skinny jeans and a red and pink sweater. I put on a pair of brown ankle boots. I did my make up and put in only one pair of dangling earing in my pierced ears. I go down stairs to find my sister already changed into a pair of jeans and a red sweater and a pair of boots. We wait for mom to finish getting ready. "So sis," Talia asks, "do you think I can watch you cheer practices after school, because I had to give up cheerleading to move here. I've meet lots of new friends including cheerleaders who I have grown close to. They said I can watch their practices as well, but since I am going to your school next year I thought I would look to see what you are doing." "Don't you already see what we are doing at the games?" I ask her "Well yeah", Talia says to me, "but it would also let us spend more time together doing something we both love, cheering." "Ok, I'll ask Julie and my coach. I make no promises thou." She smiles a big smile. "Won't make promises about what?" Mom asks me. "About watching my cheer practices after school." "Are you not already watching your new friends at their practices?" Mom asks. "Yes but it will also let me spend more time with my big sister," Talia tells Mom. "OK, You ready girls." "Yep." I tell her. We head out in Mom's crossover SUV. We go into town and stop at a spa. We go in and wait for our appointment. Talia and I talk and giggle in the most girlish manner now. We are shown were we can store our clothes and purses in lockers. I turn my back to Talia and begin to take my clothes off. Even though we are both girls now, I still feel a little uncomfortable taking my clothes off in front of her. A year ago I was her older brother and she was my teen sister. Being her older sister was great and all, but I was still getting used to it. "You are still uncomfortable being naked with me?" She asks "Yes," I said looking back. She is already undressed and had not put on a towel to cover herself yet. She was attractive. She had a nice figure and proportional breasts for her height and frame, but not as big as mine. But unlike me she had brown public hair and needed to shave her legs and underarms. "It is ok," Mom tellsTalia, "if Hailey is still uncomfortable with certain things, Talia. She is still getting use to her new life. A year ago she was your big brother, now she is you big sister. It is not her fault what happened to her." "I know," Talia says while picking up a towel and wrapping it around herself I take the large white towel and wrap it around my large breast. It covers my butt and crotch so no one would see my privates. I turn to see that Mom has already as a towel around herself. She then leads us to the massage room. We get up on the tables I turn onto my stomach and feel my boobs pressed into the table's soft cover. I adjust the towel so I could get it off easily. An attendant come in and places a towel over my butt. I take my towel and spread it under me so I can use it to cover up when I sit back up. I turn to see my sister and mother have done the same. I use my arms to hide my side boobs and just lay there and relax while we wait for the masseuse. A few minutes later our masseuses arrive and begin giving us massages. It felt amazing. I had a male masseuse who had large strong arms. He said his name is Pablo It is the most pleasurable experience beside sex with Mark. "You are very tense, miss," Pablo tells me in his Spanish accent "I've had a lot of bad experiences a few months ago and a bad scare the other week." "What kind of bad experiences, if I might ask," Pablo asks me. "I would rather not talk about it. It was a very horrific experience." I tell him. "My little sister and I fled to this country when we were teens from Honduras. My sister was gang raped by the local drug cartel. They wanted to use her in their brothel. I could not let that happen so with my parents' permission, we fled our home. We