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New Girl in School Part V-Parent Teacher Conference and Confessions
"What do you mean you can't attend this?" Chloe asked Morton, in a
nearly pleading tone the afternoon after she got the letter in the
mail. She gave him the puppy dog eyes treatment, in the hopes that he
could make it. "No, sadly not, you should know-I am out and about all
day during the week until 6pm or so," Morton retorted back to her face
as they were eating an early dinner-chinese takeout since Morton
couldn't cook all that well, Chloe can attest to that. "What is it that
you are doing out all day eh?" Chloe responded, putting a hand into
Morton's fat face. "If you must know, " Morton replied, "its for
location reconnaissance, trying to find our elusive mobster fiend,
unless your boyfriend Joey has spilled any beans on that?" putting
Chloe's extended hand back over to her side of the table.
Chloe looked back at Morton with quizzical look then stated back "My
god you don't get it-Joey is a shy but nice kid. I got to bide my time
with him. Granted we have gone on a few dates in the past month or 2,
but he has yet to reveal about his old man. He seems elusive on that
topic." "Ah so playing the long game for the time being?" Morton
answered with a slight grin, before resuming "But we need to work out
this Parent Teacher Conference-look, I'll call up the Agency-see about
getting out a bodysuit and information pertaining to your mother heh."
Chloe sulked back into her chair, feeling a bit put out.
So Monday, Morton let her know that the Agency had responded back
quickly and will be sending out the bodysuit and details file on
Chloe's 'mother' by Friday afternoon. That would give M the weekend to
prepare for the role so as to be convincing when Mrs. L'Amour goes to
meet with Mr. Lionel Monday next week. Morton was a bit gleeful at the
news, suggesting that the two could do some 'married couple' activities
and the like. All the while, Chloe had a normal week of school and
hanging out with friends, but had to tell them that she would be busy
this weekend as her mother would be back in town for a visit. Well in a
manner of speaking she was.
Friday afternoon came up, and Chloe got back from school to find a
large rectangular box right outside the front door. She quickly
grabbed it and with some effort got it into the house. She then took a
look at the clock,; it read 430pm. Morton would be back some time after
630-7pm or so. Maybe I can give him a surprise, Chloe thought then
chuckled to herself.
Chloe then brought in the box into her bedroom. She opened it up, to
see all the contents wrapped in plastic stuffed with void fill paper
which she removed quickly. The first two bags were clearly the bodysuit
and head mask respectively. Underneath that, laid some clothes and
undergarments, some cases and then finally a manila folder with ID INFO
on a white sticker adorning it. Chloe grabbed the folder, wanting to
see what fabricated mother character the Agency gave out, hopefully
nothing too Stepford like that one time...
Vanessa L'Amour executive of the Parfum Fashion Group, former fashion
model
Age: 38 Height: 5' 8'' Weight: 139 lbs
Hair: Dark blonde Eye Color: Emerald Green
Three sizes: 37C-25-38
Personality: Commanding woman of prestige, sexually dominant but well-
composed, kind, loving wife and mother of 18 years
Ah ok then, Chloe thought to herself, I could get to love this,
certainly more from the norm I've dealt with. She then unwrapped the
two bags: the first was the head mask, showing Vanessa's lovely head
with attached wig. Next was the bodysuit, full one extending to the
hands and feet. She saw the other containers were for jewelry,
footwear, contact lenses, dentures and voice changer-huh no Vox
Mutatio, oh well, as she noticed that her voice was back to M's
monotone normal voice. M quickly takes off Chloe's clothes and then her
skinsuit and other parts so as to get into the Vanessa bodysuit quickly
and get into character for Morton.
First M pulled the legs up his own, making sure to match up the regal
purple nailed toes with his own. Then he reached the waist and after
grunting got his dick placed in the special pouch where the outside
would be a female slit, adorned with a small tuft of dark blonde hair.
M continued by putting on the arms and hands, which have the same regal
purple nails on fingers, done in a french manicure style. M also
grabbed at the upper chest area, hooking in an internal bra that
connects the bosoms of Mrs. L'Amour to M's own chest. Once done with
that, M reached to the back and pulled the zipper up to the neck.
Unlike the Chloe suit, Vanessa would be wearing nothing revealing her
back so no need for the concealing back strip.
M then glided over with the rest of the disguise stuff to the vanity,
sitting down on the chair. M placed Vanessa's head in the hands,
examining it closely. It was light skin same as the body suit and
shared similar traits to Chloe's head mask: High cheekbones, pert nose,
clean thin eyebrows and much fuller lips. Granted there were some laugh
lines and small wrinkles but Vanessa still possessed some measure of
mature beauty. M glanced over at the other cases and then decided first
he would put on the voice changer before getting head mask on. M
grabbed the voice changer, a strip of plastic with some wiring on it,
similar to the ones used in the Mission Impossible movies-surprised the
Agency allowed that heh M thought. Placing it on his neck near the
voicebox, M grabbed the mask and then pulling it over his own natural
head and then using some mundane makeup to conceal the seam between
head and body, M took a deep breath then paused for a moment, time for
Vanessa....
She opened her eyes, seeing herself in the mirror "Oh my goodness..."
She uttered, quite sensually, a deep articulate but sexy feminine voice
with a distinct french accent. She reached onto her face, stoking it
quite sensually. Oh right Vanessa snapped to attention-I need to get
ready for my hubbie, Morton. She started off by inserting the contact
lenses, turning her eyes to a pristine emerald green. Next she placed
the dentures into her mouth, before flashing a brilliant white smile
briefly. She then got up from the chair and walked over to the mirror.
She turned this way and that, Vanessa was a former model-sure she was
much older and done with that but she still had a knockout body-nice if
a little sagging rack, hips and ass a complete package so to speak. Her
dark blonde hair was shoulder length, not long swept like her
daughter's. She then got her makeup on-mascara, eyeliner, some touchup
makeup to hide unsightly age signs and seams around the eyes before she
decided to get dressed.
She first got out her undergarments-a sexy dark strapless bra and
matching thong, putting them on like she had done for years. Next she
grabbed one of the outfits from the box-a simple long sleeve white
blouse and dark skirt with hose. She got on the hose no problem, then
put on the blouse and skirt on. She then spins around in front of the
mirror, looking a woman fresh out of a corporate board meeting. She
then goes "Oh wait, almost forgot my jewelry!" exclaimed with genuine
surprise then a smirk crossed her face. She walked back to the vanity
and grabbed the JEWELRY case. To her surprise she saw a glittering
trove: a silver cross necklace, a silver wrist watch, some dangling
earrings and the coup de grace-a gorgeous diamond ring and engagement
band with a small note which she opened up, reading "Specialty ordered
by Morton ;)" Oh how thoughtful, Vanessa regarded wistfully, as she
placed the rings on her left hand ring finger, complementing her lovely
nails and the other fine jewelry. She put on the dark high heels which
she took a moment to break them in a bit. She finished off by spraying
some perfume on, a nice velvet scent. She then noticed the Chloe suit
and clothes strewn across the room. "Oh my poor little daughter, she
really need to clean up after herself" Vanessa chuckled to herself as
she got the suit and clothes back into the closet. Shen then finally
grabbed her purse, regal purple, containing all manner of feminine
niceties and headed out to the family room, waiting for Morton.
Morton got out of his car, after a long day of surveillance, wiping his
brow despite it being a cool October afternoon. He noted Chloe's car in
the driveaway-ah she has been back for some time, glancing at his
watch: just around 630pm. As he strolled up to the front door, he found
something off in the air. He reached in his briefcase for his (actual)
gun and holding it unsteadily in his free hand opened the door to see a
beautiful woman standing in the living room.
"Oh hello there mon cheri" the woman exclaimed before striding over
towards Morton and giving him an affectionate hug and kiss on the
cheek. Morton was taken aback by this so much so he dropped the gun,
landing on the floor with a metallic thud-the safety was still on. "Oh
my... who are you again?" Morton asked with a surprised lilt, a lump in
the throat. "Oh well, I'm Vanessa, your loving wife of 18 years or so"
the woman responded then taking a step back for Morton to take her in
all her glory-she looked like a woman in charge, one who could spot on
the prowl at any bar to sway any john off his feet. She then stepped
forward and whispered softly into his ear "Its me, M" before stepping
back again and giving out a perfect white smile.
Oho, Morton realized, M decided to surprise me, well what a pleasant
one. "Oh ok I'll play along then," Morton stated wistfully, "so what
are you doing dressed to the nines?"
"Oho, just got back in town from a trip with some models in Aruba," she
replied back casually, "and well I figured why not we go out to eat
tonight?"
"Oh yes, I know this great Italian place in town and.... wait what else
are you planning this weekend? What about Chloe?" Morton inquired to
Vanessa, who then responded with a hardy laugh, then stated back "Oh I
think she is off to stay the night with one of her friends she told me
not too long ago". "Ah right you are, dear, let me get my stuff put
away then we will be off," Morton stated with enthusiasm. So off they
go for dinner out.
The weekend Morton spent with Vanessa was quite nice. They went out on
the town, shopping at the mall, other activities any happily married
couple would get to. At some points, Vanessa would spot an occasional
sad smile on Morton's face, making her wonder if something was wrong.
However, Morton would dismiss as nothing to worry about.
So Monday went without a hitch, with Chloe getting permission to leave
early, faking some severe cramping. This would give her time to change
into her mother and get back in time for the parent teacher conference.
A hour later, Vanessa came out of the house, wearing the same outfit
from friday night except adding to her ensemble a velvet suit jacket.
She wanted to make a good impression on Mr. Lionel.
Vanessa drove back to the school in Chloe's car but it had a different
license plate so as to not arouse suspicion. She strode into the school
with an air of confidence and power that contrasted sharply with
Chloe's more sweet demure aura. She stopped over by the front office to
ask for where Mr. Lionel, to pretend that she was visiting the school
for the first time. When she got to the classroom, she composed
herself, got to get into character, and action.... "Why, Mr. Lionel was
it? It is such a pleasure to meet you...."
The conference went off without any issue. Mr. Lionel was putty in the
palm of her sexy hands, Vanessa thought as she was heading off. Maybe I
can have some fun with him later hehe, she pondered to herself. Just as
she was about to leave, she accidently bumped into Joey. "Oh my.... I
am so sorry, ma'am" he exclaimed as got up quickly, then offering a
hand to Vanessa, "Are you alright?" with a concerned look on his face.
"Oh yes I am quite alright, thank you," she replied as she took his
hand in order to get back up. "Say you wouldn't happen to know Chloe
L'Amour by chance," he inquired, having noticed her obvious french
accent. Oho quite the astute young man, she noted before replying back
"Why yes, I am her mother," as she extended a hand in greeting which
Joey accepted with a bit of hesitation-must be Vanessa herself, the
allure of older women must excite him. Joey blushed as she spoke up.
"So you are her boyfriend I take it-she has talking to me about you
quite a bit," then chuckled to herself. He blushed a bit before
uttering a meek response, "Uhhh yeah I suppose...." glancing over to a
wall, trying to avoid looking at Mrs. L'Amour. "Oh don't worry I
approve, you seem like a nice young man," Vanessa retorted kindly back
to him, causing him to blush more. "Well tell Chloe I'll see her at
lunch tomorrow," Joey stated before heading out. "Ok will do, thanks,"
Vanessa replied as she waved him away. Awww what a sweet young man,
Vanessa, no way he's involved with anything criminal.
Vanessa got back to the house, noticing Morton got back as well. She
strode sexily up to the front door, and knocked. Hearing no response,
she got her keys from her purse and opened the door. As soon as she got
in, she noticed the faint smell of alcohol. Oh great, Morton must have
snuck into the liquor cabinet again, she figured as she strode into the
living room. There slumped over on the sofa was Morton, wearing a white
undershirt and plaid boxers, in a drunken slumber. "Hey, Morton, get
up!" she yelled loudly at him, snapping Morton out of his drunken
sleep. "Uhh, what now...oh welcome back, dearie," Morton replied in a
lazy slur as he made advances towards Vanessa but she slapped him away.
"You are drunk, what's going on?" She asked calmly though she was
losing her patience. "All last weekend, you were acting off mind
telling me what's wrong?"
Morton sighed, then went, "Ok, let me get some pants on before I
explain myself. If you want to get on some sleepwear or something that
would be nice." Vanessa nodded, heading to the bedroom to change out of
her business outfit. Oh man, I hope it isn't something too serious that
could interfere with the mission.
When she came back into the living room she was wearing her bra and
thong with a light blue negligee over it, removed all her jewelry
except her rings and her impeccable makeup still on her face. She
strode into the living room and then gracefully sat down on the couch
opposite from the sofa Morton resided on at the moment. She crossed a
leg over the other, and then glanced over at Morton with a questioning
yet concerned look on her face.
V "Ok so what happened?"
M "I don't want to talk about it.... " stated bashfully
V "Look if you are having an issue about the mission...."
M "Ok, I admit it.... I miss someone special" cried out
V "What you mean?"
M "Well here's the thing....Eddie Kurtz, I got a personal grudge
against the man"
V "Go on-I'd love to hear this"
M "Well the truth is, I used to work for him...as an bookie" said with
blush to his face
V "What? Why?"
M "I was desperate for money-I had a family to tend to... anyway for a
few years I cooked the books for his organization. Then one day I
witnessed him ordering the death of a man who did not nothing wrong, a
mere personal slight against him. I soon realize that one wrong step,
and that could be me next."
Vanessa gasped at this fact. "You said you had a family...." Then
grasped her hand to her mouth, realizing what implication this was
leading to.....
Morton nodded somberly. "Yes well, I decided to turn coat tail on him
and report him to the authorities, wanted to be legit you know. But
then he got wind of who ratted him out, which was me, and decided to
....pay back in kind." He grimaced then sunk his head into his hands.
"Go on further, Morton please," Vanessa implored, her hands steady in
her lap, she could see that he was holding back some immense sadness.
"Well, I happened to have a wife and 16 yr old daughter, and then one
day they went out and ...... he or one of his associates planted a bomb
under their car, so when they were heading back from shopping, it went
off-caused a big ruckus.I had to bury them and no one knew the real
reason, ruled out as random act of terror" He then weeped softly before
continuing: I had chatted with my wife, Melissa, right before it
happened-I remember her saying to make sure that dinner would be ready
to go...."
Vanessa/M was shocked to find out this information but it made sense in
context.
"That explains the line you gave me the night of the slumber party eh?"
she asked plainly.
Morton nodded slowly." And why this past weekend went down the way it
did-I wanted to relive the good times I had with her. Also seeing you
as Chloe, you remind me so much of my daughter." He was clearly choking
up at this point.
"It's alright Morton," Vanessa spoke softly and sexily as she came
towards him and gave him a warm embrace, granted it was all artifice
for M but he figured Morton could use this now.
Thank you for that, Morton replied then straightened himself on the
sofa. "So, mind telling me whats your deal?" he asked with a stern but
cool tone. Vanessa stopped and then sat back down. "I don't know what
you mean," she gleefully replied, twirling a lock of dark blonde hair
in her finger. "I've seen what you look like under all the finery and
skin," Morton retorted rather smugly. "I've bared out my soul, you do
me the same courtesy," with a slight grin.
Vanessa or M sighed deeply and then replied in a flat monotone "Ok,
I'll spill. I have been an agent for some time, yes. But I was a
disguise agent-able to shift into any role, for any mission with
relative ease." She paused then resumed, "Anyway, one mission some time
after the Valentine info mission, I was given a mission, to become the
new wife of some corrupt politician the Agency had suspected of some
greedy deals."
"Ah so a swap out I take it?" Morton interjected. Nodding, "Why yes, I
was Mrs. Diana Ware, a very high society woman, but a bit Stepford for
my tastes. Anyway, since the Valentine mission in DEEP COVER worked out
so well, the Agency decided to put me into that again for this one."
Vanessa stopped to take a breath, "So for several months, nothing much
happened (as cover I was acting as if Mrs Ware was feeding info to
Agency instead of me) but then one day I caught wind of some scheme
afoot and so tried to contact the Agency. But then Mr. Ware caught me
in a compromising situation so to speak-I played it off as nothing but
then he decided to go nuts after a night of wild sex, which resulted in
me getting injured and setting off a fire which let off a secret bomb
(likely from one of his criminal associates), resulting in a tremendous
explosion" She stopped as she saw Morton holding his hands up to his
face.
"Oh my god, so how did you survive?" he asked. Vanessa scoffed and
said, "I almost didn't. You see, I was still in DEEP COVER MODE and had
suffered terrible burns and scars. By the time Agency doctors got me
back in, I looked so little like my old self. In addition, I was in
Mrs' Ware's mind mode so deeply it seemed like I would be stuck like
her forever-needless to say it was a harrowing experience. Luckily I
recovered most of my core self but at a heavy price" Vanessa then
flinched at those words, as if reliving some past trauma. "I was given
two choices by the Agency: to live at a price or die in anonymity..."
she uttered deeply.
"So that plastic you wear on parts of your body..." Morton started to
speak but before being interrupted by Vanessa/M. "Yeah its partially
to cover up my injuries and burns, I still sometimes feel a lingering
ache from them-every once in a while I put on a special lotion for some
relief. Another reason is to enhance my own senses because there were
basically fried from overload of that traumatic situation. Without
them, I am merely a shadow of a human being, wearing the skin of
others to play at being human" she finished off with a tch sound.
"So I still believe that Joey is innocent in all this," Vanessa
declared, much to Morton's surprise. "What do you mean? Oh.... he saw
you didn't he?" Morton retorted with a note of jealousy. "Well, yes
Morton, and I must say I left quite the impression. But no, he has to
be-he barely brings his old man and when I have tried to, he deflects."
"Ah well that could mean hes involved, just doesn't want to bring it
up," Morton fired back. "I suppose that is something to consider...."
Vanessa pondered as she noticed the time was getting late.
"So that explains a lot certainly, I am glad we got to clear the air so
to speak," Morton finally spoke then got up to go to bed. Vanessa
waited for a moment then got up and walked over simply back to her
bedroom, after Chloe had a long day tomorrow. I had never told anyone
the full story in a long time she thought as she went off to sleep.
Next time:
Chloe gets to meet Eddie Kurtz as part of another date with dear Joey.
Oh dear, hope she will be ok! What could this elusive mobster be up to
in a little town in Americana? Wait and find out, dearies.
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