Salvation At Last
By: Lorraine B.
© 2003 All Rights
Reserved
Chapter 1
The sun was going down it was fall, yet winter was quickly
approaching, the wind was picking up and the temperature was dropping. The
current of the river was running fast below the old railroad swing trestle
bridge called Suicide Bridge, the bridge was named by the locals due to all the
people that took their own lives from it. I for one almost became a statistic
when I first came here. It took forever to climb the bridge due to the ice
storm that hit as I walked along the old railroad tracks, as the elevations
were higher here in this area to some degree. The county cops normally heavily
patrolled this area from sundown to sunup but during any lousy weather the cops
all hid. I had scored really big this time dumpster diving carrying ten large
sacks, two with food and the rest with clothes and a set of luggage. I had made
several trips to hide my loot near the bridge of course we all know those in
need are the invisible to most that see us. Looking down at the rushing water
seeing that the current was swift and strong I made it to the old bridge
tenders shack after climbing out on the rusted girders and ladder. I found the
hand holds and climbed them to the top of the bridge to open the old trapdoor
in the floor of the old shack that hadn't been used since they automated the
bridge. I was happy the day I found this place several months ago because I was
cold, wet and homeless and this was shelter for me from the elements. The old
shack had a bathroom and shower with running water and electricity, since I
turned it on, an old wood burning potbelly stove that warmed the place and it
was home to me, at least for the time being.
Lighting a candle I took off the raggedy jacket I wore, the
running shoes that had holes in the soles filled with newspaper along with my
socks that needed to be thrown out. The shack warmed up and me also after I lit
the fire. I had a good supply of coal from the trains that went by bridge along
with wood from the nearby woods so I was in good shape. I turned on the
electric heater for the water then I pulled up the rope that I had tied the
last of my bags to before I climbed up to the shack. Once my prizes were in the
shack I closed the trap door and sealed it. I checked the glass windows and
made sure no light could be seen inside because if I saw light coming in that
meant someone could see my lights when I turned them on. There was no light and
I turned on my inside light, it wasn't much, but at least I could read as I
layed on the old bed that was up there and I read anything. I opened the first
bag seeing I had a feast for a change from canned veggies, to eggs, cheese, and
powdered milk to meat; I was in heaven. In the other bags I found a white ski
suit, hooded parka, boots, underwear, socks, pants, jeans, sweaters, shoes and
more boots; everything was in new to next to new condition. I didn't see any
problems even if they were women's clothes.
I washed my hands and placed all of the clothes into the
filing cabinet drawers of the filing cabinets that were left behind in my home.
The food went into a small fridge that worked, which I had found abandoned and
brought up. I took a fast shower removing the filth of my exploring and used a
clean towel that I had found and cleaned during previous expeditions to dry
myself. I felt the warmth from the old stove and made a hot meal on the top of
the stove in cooking utensils I found that were also discarded. I smiled as I
ate this fulfilling meal, thinking of the old adage one man's trash in another
man's treasure, which I know, is right and aptly fitting to my situation.
It was amazing to me that the skills of human survival came
into place when I arrived here after I hopped a freight train. I was thrown out
of my parent's home after I had been caught in mom's clothes and it was not the
first time. Each time I was caught I went through the verbal abuse but this
time it was different when mom saw my body and the changes I had done to it.
From an early age I knew who and what I was and that was a
female. I knew that mom and several aunts were on hormones after hysterectomies
so I began to take their medications, after I read about them and what they
would do. I stole Birth Control pills they no longer used but stored in their
medicine cabinets. I did any and all odd jobs for money to buy the meds later
from a shady pharmacist and on the Net. I was pleased with the effects all the
meds did for me to make my dream possible even if I was in my later years of
grade school and later high school. Basically thanks to the many clothing
styles out in the stores I was able to hide my changes.
Dad was dad, forceful to the point of being a bully at times
and not in the least tolerant of other lifestyles, disabilities or skin
colorings. Mom just tolerated his ramblings and ignorance, I guess she felt
that he was the only man in the world that would love her since the removal of
her reproductive organs and so she stayed with him.
I thought back as I ate my food and remembered that day well
that I was forced to leave my home I grew up in. That morning when I awoke I
knew that my parents were going out for the day and would not return until late
in the evening. I was always careful when I bought my own clothes, usually from
thrift shops. I never went for the ultra feminine because of the possibility of
my parents finding out, but I did wear girls' foundations, loose jeans,
sweaters and sweats shirts, socks and shoes. I brushed out my long auburn hair
and braided it tying a small violet-ribboned bow at the end. I dressed in my
panties and bra, did my makeup and deftly drew up my legs the suntanned thigh
highs I had purloined from mom. I stepped into my black jeans and slipped into
the new, long, loose, violet colored cotton blouse. I had borrowed the day
before from mom's closet her black, two-inch, high-heeled pumps and gold
jewelry to my neck, ears and wrist along with a small wristwatch. I had heard
them both leave out the door earlier and I went into the kitchen after I looked
myself over being very pleased at my results.
On the kitchen counter was a list of chores for me that I
immediately started on like laundry, house cleaning and dishes. I immediately
started those chores doing the laundry and the cleaning. I had finished all the
laundry having folded, ironed what was needed to be ironed and put it all away.
I was washing the dishes with the radio playing loudly. I
was listening to the classical music that I enjoy, when they both came home. I
didn't hear them as they entered the house but I did hear the radio getting
turned off. I turned toward the radio seeing mom, with her walking to me slowly
and very softly saying, "Brookson James Arlette, you promised us, no more
using my things. You better get into your bedroom and change clothes. Dear I
must say you look very nice but you still did promise us. I'll keep your father
busy while you get into your room, then I want a long talk with you." Mom
was true to her word and kept him occupied as I snuck toward my room praying as
I traversed the house. I made it without him seeing me and quickly shut the
door.
I took off the shoes, jeans and blouse when mom entered my
room. I turned around toward the door in fear when she saw me, all of me. She
screamed and fainted to the floor in a heap when I heard dad running. When he
saw me bent over mom he said a few nasty words and called me a few names. I saw
his anger for me, when he picked up mom into his arms and told me to get
dressed in the clothes I was in before and that we were going to have a nice long
talk in the living room.
Dad carried mom into their room and I dressed quickly back
in the clothes I had on earlier and went out to the living room and sat down on
the couch. I waited for what seemed a lifetime when he emerged from their room,
came into the living room and sat in his chair saying, "This can't go on!
Go pack and you're gone! I don't care if you live on the streets, I don't have
a son anymore. I won't have a Fruit living in my house! Now, get the hell out
of my sight and leave the keys to the house in what used to be your room."
I started to cry and then to explain what I was going
through that was when he came at me with his fists clenched nearly hitting me
and then saying, "I'm going into that bedroom with my wife, a real woman.
Faggot, you better be gone when I come out. Go find another faggot to screw
your ass. My son is dead!"
He went back to mom and slammed the door closed as my tears
flowed down my cheeks. I went back to what was once my room, found my stashed
money and ID, packed a large backpack with my clothes, added a sleeping bag and
another bag with sneakers and hygiene stuff. I took off my mom's blouse and
shoes, placed them onto the bed and I unbraided my hair. I put on a t-shirt,
socks and sneakers and placed the keys to the house on the dresser. I took one
final look around my room, walked out and left that house.
I walked down the familiar streets of the town and
eventually out of it. I had no idea where I was going or what I was going to
do. Darkness had fallen as I walked when I heard a car, suddenly red and blue
lights came on behind me and I stopped as the spotlight hit me in the face as I
turned to the car. I heard the car open and a man say, "You shouldn't be
traveling these roads alone or at night. Are you a runaway?" I explained I
wasn't but I had nowhere to go, I was placed into the backseat of the car with
him getting all the information like birth date and such that he placed into
the computer of his car. While he waited for the information not a word was
said, I came back clean with him making a call on his cellphone. He drove me to
the County Sheriff station where they fed me, when a woman came into the break
room saying, "Hi Brook, I'm Ms. Wavers with Social Services, I made
arrangements for you to stay at a homeless…"
"Ma'am, I don't have anywhere to go…"
"Sure you do, the shelter, there are some real nice
girls there to keep you company." Wavers said as I explained why I was
thrown out of my home. I watched as her facial expressions changed from shock
to confusion and then her taking me to the bathroom to prove everything I said
with her saying, "Well I guess you can't go there, I'll get you a room at
a motel for the night and tomorrow you'll come see me and we'll get you off the
streets."
We left the station where I was taken to the county seat
near the down town area. Ms. Weavers was true to her word and got me a room for
the night, a filthy room. She had registered me at the desk and got the key for
me with us going up to it. On opening the door it was the armpit of the world
seeing mice scurrying and roaches climbing the walls. I was too tired to
complain and placed my stuff under the bed, locked the door and walked her to
her car with her making me promise to come see her which I did do the following
day.
On the way back to the room I saw the dregs of humanity but
as I turned the corner I felt a knife at my throat with a man forcibly taking
me into a linen room where I was beaten and raped. The man screwed me in the
butt and the mouth once he saw my breasts and no vagina. He called me the same
names my dad did as he repeatedly raped me and made me fellate him with no
condom and that knife at my throat. He finally left me; I grabbed my clothes
and ran to my room in tears. I took showers, many showers to get rid of him,
his semen and his smell, yet I still felt dirty. My butt was bleeding, my mouth
was swollen, I had a black eye, and bruises everywhere. I looked in the drawers
of the bathroom finding several tampons, sanitary pads, spermicidal douche and Vaseline.
I silently thanked the woman that left them and the maid for leaving them
alone, as I douched, then shoving the tampon into me and placed the pad into my
clean panties. I layed down on the bed and cried myself to sleep not caring
about the creepy crawlers in the room.
I awoke in the morning, removed and checked the tampon
seeing the blood had somewhat stopped, took another shower, dressed in clean
panties and sports bra, hip hugger jeans and a sweatshirt. I put on tied my
white sneakers, packed my stuff, checked the room over and ran like hell away
from there. I found a place for coffee and got directions to the county social
services. Finding out the place was only a few blocks away.
I walked those few blocks, found the building and where I
supposed to go. In no time I was checked in at the receptionists desk after I
filled out the amazing amount of forms and was told to sit and wait for Ms.
Weavers to call for me. After a time of watching the people I heard my name
called but the woman that called my name sure wasn't Ms. Weavers.
Following this woman to her desk as she went over the forms
with her finally saying, "Without an address for you there's nothing I can
do. Why don't you ask your family for help or the churches?" By this time
I was angry and loudly saying, "Look lady I was told by Ms. Weavers to be
here after she put me up at that crummy motel where I was beaten and raped. I
came like she said; you won't help me so what the hell, good are you people
for? You get a check for the crappy work you do and are supposed to help
people, but I don't get shit! I need help because I thrown out of my home by my
father because he said I was a faggot, I'm not a faggot, I'm a girl you stupid
bitch. Screw you and the rules!" The area I was in went silent as everyone
listened to my words. I gathered my things and ran from the area, the building
and eventually to my home on the bridge after I hopped a freight train. I spent
three days on a freight train hidden in a boxcar from hobos and the railroad
cops. When the train stopped at the bridge I got off of it.
Washing my dishes that I ate from and got the garbage ready
for disposal. I then sorted through the bags that I had left. I found I had
everything I wanted or needed and put them away into my makeshift dresser. I
put on a pair of flannel pajamas, warm slippers and a warm robe; I found that
fit me well but loose. I laid the suitcases on my bed and opened them up one by
one finding all types of accessories, makeup and jewelry. It seemed strange to
me that someone would throw out all this stuff considering it was new or fairly
new. Checking through the pockets of the Pullman suitcase I found many sets of
keys and a clutch wallet that contained, IDs, birth certificate and anything
else I needed to start a new life along with a thousand dollars in cash and
over three thousand in Travelers Cheques. I placed the clutch wallet over to
the side and opened the travel suit carrier, which had several skirtsuits,
blouses and pantsuits, high-heeled shoes, makeup, toiletries and jewelry in a
roll. I looked in the roll seeing it was all real jewelry, gold, silver and
stones, a watch, rings, necklaces, bracelets and earrings. I became excited
seeing the possibility of pawning these jewelry items if I became desperate. In
the large suitcase I found several nylon bags, woolen and nylon tights in many
colors, a few purses and a major find of a large wooden jewelry case, my heart
raced as I opened it. It was the mother lode! I closed the case and placed it
near the bed. I was in shock; I had ID, money, checks, jewels and clothes. I
could become this woman or a relative since our physical dimensions were near
the same and after I had compared our pictures in a mirror. I tossed the idea
around in my mind when I picked up the makeup case and opened it; I removed all
the makeup seeing it was nothing but the best. I pulled out the tray and saw
much of the same but it all was in another tray. I pulled the tray out and I
stared in disbelief as I saw wrapped packages of one hundred dollar bills eight
inches deep by fourteen inches by ten inches. I closed the lid after I replaced
the tray. There was one case left when I opened it I found more money all in
used hundreds. I was set for the long haul!
All I wanted was food, shelter and clothes and I received
them, and silently I thanked my benefactor. I never expected the other things
as a bonus. I looked at the keys seeing that they belonged to a Cadillac that
had a license plate number on the nametag. I almost choked as I read the name
being Brooke Jaime Andrews but the address was in a city about two hundred
miles from here. I found some paperwork that she was an Insurance Investigator
that worked for Delta Insurance. I also found a local address of a house, was
this fate that threw all this at me? Was the lady in trouble? Was Brooke dead
by foul play? What could I do to help? I hoped and prayed silently she was
alive as I turned off the light and stoked the fire for the night.
Chapter 2
I awoke in the morning, put on the robe and slippers, and
stoked up the fire. I made breakfast allowing myself to turn on one of the few
real luxuries I had, a radio. I listened intently to the local news for any
bodies being found or murders; thankfully there weren't any that were reported.
I heard the weather report that we had cold temperatures that were to continue
throughout the day and that the ice would possibly remain. While I ate I
listened to the strains of classical music deciding to take down everything I
found and hide it well. I also decided to look for Brooke's car and look in her
house. If I had to, I would become Brooke Jaime Andrews, I would become her in
her life in every way I could or at least until I found out what happened to
her or quite possibly disappear with her identity. What I had in my possession
could land me in prison for rest of my life if she was murdered. If she didn't
appear, I was safe, if I found her there was always the possibility of a
reward.
Savoring the food I ate, every mouthful, remembering the
times I had not eaten for days. I cleaned up and washed the dishes. I took
another shower thinking of what I had to do when the chilling effect of cold
water brought me back to reality. I turned off the water, dried off, used
Brooke's toiletries and braided my hair. Going to my dresser/file cabinet I
found a lilac bra and panty set that fit loose but well enough. I pulled on a
pair of plum colored nylon tights and white Bobbi socks adding a pair of silk
long johns, leggings and a top. I added a silk turtleneck and sweater and pulled
on a pair of plum colored bib ski pants. I zipped them at both sides and put on
the matching Sorrel snow boots that fit perfectly. I had lost some weight but
at least the clothes fit me well enough.
I packed the nylon bags, the suitcases and anything that was
mine and placed them all at the door hatch. My fire was almost out from the
ashes in the stove. I turned off the water and pulled the fuses to the
electricity. I found the purse I packed earlier pulled out Brooke's ID and
looked in a mirror. Auburn hair, green eyes, five foot nine inches tall, and a
size eight with a thirty-four C cup bust. Yep, I could pass myself off as her.
I looked at my long fingers seeing broken nails and chapped hands; that could
give me away, I thought. I found a pair of lined Isotoner gloves, ski hat and
ski gloves. Everything matched the ski suit in the pockets of the ski jacket
and I smiled as I covered my terrible hands.
It took me over an hour to get everything down and hidden
yet I did it. I slung my purse over my shoulder and walked to the area I found
the stash. I walked around the area and had the remote door opener in my hand.
I pressed it when I saw a caddy listening for the chirp to let me know that I
found what I was looking for. Walking to the mall that was virtually empty I
walked up and down the rows of cars and pushed the button when I was rewarded
with that chirp and walked toward it seeing a new, white, Cadillac Escalade EXT
with the engine started. It looked like a four door pickup truck but I noticed that
if the cover of the bed when it was raised it was larger than a Chevy Suburban
with a pass through, walk in feature. It also had a window that lowered at the
back gate and added carpeting that could be rolled out onto the bed. Opening
the driver's door I got into the vehicle after I checked the license plate
numbers that matched. I looked over the controls, placing the vehicle in gear,
I drove slowly to the dumpster where I found my treasures. Peering into it I
saw at least ten more bags of things and cases that I didn't get the day
before. I got everything out and into the Caddy, going back to where I hid my
other booty. I pressed a switch on the dash and heard motors seeing the cover
to the bed rise and the window lowered hear several clicks and I smiled.
While I loaded everything I prayed no cops would come along
and thank the Powers above they didn't. This town wasn't the largest but it has
a population of over one hundred thousand, it was small, but not real small and
people kept to themselves. I looked at the address on the keyring and found a
map in the door pocket and a GPS navigational unit in the dashboard that was
programmed and went directly to the house.
It was an old, rambling, massive farmhouse and buildings on
the other edge of town. I noticed that no one was about the area and pulled
into the driveway to the back of the house and parked the car in a garage that
opened, as I got closer. It freaked me out until I realized I went past some
sort of security device or was transmitter range that triggered the door.
Getting out of the Caddy after I killed the engine I walked slowly and
cautiously to the back, enclosed porch, opened the door with the keys I had and
went in and directly to the back door. I was alert to any unusual sounds and
there were none
Opening the door I felt the warmth of the heat, yet I waited
to hear if there were any other sounds and there weren't. Going inside and
closing the house door, unzipping the jacket I wore and took it off, placing it
on a kitchen chair. Looking around visually I saw that the kitchen was
immaculate; by the back door there were slippers, women's slippers and only one
pair. I took off my boots put on the slippers that fit me and replaced them
with the boots on the mat. In each room I went I saw it was decorated
femininely in a modern motif. I climbed the stairs seeing the motif was ultra
feminine in each of the bedrooms. The closets in three bedrooms were empty but
the Master bedroom the walk in closet was full to capacity, the dressers were
full and everything was beyond immaculate, almost sterile. I saw several
pictures in gold frames of two women; one was Brooke and one was a very much
younger Brooke that I assumed was her sister and that she was in grade school
or possibly high school. There was an inscription on the bottom of the photo
that said, With All My Love Sis, Tara. Another picture in the same type of
frame showed and older man in woman that looked to be the older version of
Brooke. She was beautiful in her picture. The man stood over the woman, was
muscular, slightly balding but damn he was handsome. The inscription said We
Love You Very Much Darling, With All Our Love, Mommy and Daddy. Looking around
I saw that the other photos were of family and friends. I made a mental note to
avoid everyone if I could. I went up the stairs to the next floor seeing four
more bedrooms very well decorated as those down below. I went down the stairs
back to the master bedroom.
I changed my clothing into something less warm then that I
was wearing. I checked out the walk-in closets finding that everything that was
in the closet was new with some of the store tags on them. I took a short denim
skirt, suntanned pantyhose, a light blue colored, sleeveless shell and Denim
blouse with a pair of black, calf length, low-heeled black boots and went into
the bathroom and changed. I sat down at the makeup table in the bedroom after
dressing; I checked and repaired my makeup and manicured my nails using
Brooke's nail polish that was out. I made a note mentally to get extensions on
my nails.
I went downstairs and then to the kitchen going to the
windows seeing that the garage door was lowered. I looked around and saw
several switches by the back door and tried them all. Kitchen light, hallway
light, porch light, backyard lights which left only one switch that I flipped
up that returned back to the off position. I looked out of the window seeing
the garage door rising. I grabbed the jacket and purse where I left it, put it
on with the hat, gloves and making sure I had the keys I went out to the Caddy
leaving the doors wide open. I took everything in the caddy and put it on the
porch, locked the Caddy up and went to the house.
The stuff I had gone through was taken to the Master
Bedroom, unpacked and placed where I thought it should go. I went back
downstairs and went through all the bags and cases seeing all new accessories,
clothing, lingerie, and shoes with the store tags still on most of them. I
found a new laptop with all the bells and whistles, files, more jewelry, makeup
and another set of IDs and passport made out to Mrs. Brooke J. Carpezio at this
address. I had to assume that was her cover name and ID. Taking the clothing
and such upstairs and put everything away I went back downstairs. I collected
the files and the laptop finding a den and placed them on the desk.
I was starved and found out in the kitchen the cupboards and
fridge was bare or almost bare. It was then I realized that the food I found
must have been from Brooke also and she had just bought it. I pulled in the
bags I had from the porch and put it away in the fridge and cupboards. I found
the cooking utensils and made a quick omelet and ate it from a plate. I even
had fresh brewed coffee without the grounds in a real coffee cup. I was in
heaven as I crossed my legs at the table eating and drinking when I heard what
sounded like a telephone. Curiously I followed the ringing sound to a table
where a cellphone laid with another telephone. Picking up the cellphone I
answered with another voice saying, "Hi Sis, I'm at Mrs. Evers home. I
just got out of school. Are you coming home tonight?"
I quickly remembered the picture upstairs and the
inscription saying, "Hi yourself Darling Tara, my loving sister and yes
dear, I am." I said trying to hold down my fear with Tara saying,
"Are you okay Sis? I mean you sounded worried before and now you sound
like a loving sister. Momma sends her love to you."
"I love you all too, things are getting better over
here." I said loosening up with Tara saying, "Ah…Sis…Since I'm off
tomorrow could I go to your house and stay there tonight with you? I need my
hair done…"
"You know I don't like that idea of you being alone but
just this time, yes. No boys, no one in the house but you kiddo, tell momma. I
love you Sis." I said as I disconnected taking the cellphone with me into
the den. I was worried that the younger sister would know but by all
indications she didn't. I smiled as I sat at the desk unpacked the laptop and
booted it up. Then a security screen came on requesting a password. I froze
until I saw another picture on the desk of Tara and Brooke. I typed in Tara but
that was rejected, then mother with that being rejected too. I tried the word
investigate and that let me in. I found Brooke's daily Journal that I decided
to read later; in Outlook I found her address book. I looked over all the names
finding the telephone number to the hair salon she used in the city. I picked
up the cellphone and dialed the number. I spoke to the receptionist with her
saying, "It's about time you called us. You're overdue for everything but
somethings are left to our Gyne. Is Nine AM okay?" I laughed then said,
"Sure and I'm bringing Tara with me for the everything special, no bikini
waxing though and no oil changes." I said laughing with the receptionist
saying, "No problem, I'll tell Gracie, be a good girl." She then hung
up with me thinking that this was going to be easier than I thought when the
cellphone rang that turned out to be the president of Delta Insurance saying,
"Brooke, this is Warren we haven't received a report from you in days. Is
everything alright?" I did a fast search in the address book and found out
his name was Warren Quist with me saying, "I had a few problems but
they're corrected now. I'll fax those reports in tomorrow."
"No rush, we were worried about you since you didn't
call in or fax the reports. This case, this guy Horst, I'm sure he killed his
wife or that's what my gut tells me. I don't know but there's a sister that's
the beneficiary. Read that file I gave you if you haven't done so. Oh the safe
was installed so put those files in it, the combination to it is in the
desk." Warren said with me saying, "Yes sir, I decided I'm going to
my house for a few days, I need a rest"
"No problem but please keep in contact." We said
our goodbyes and I disconnected, as I opened the middle desk drawer and found
an envelope. Opening the envelope I found a piece a paper with the combination
but where in the hell was the damn safe?"
All I knew it was a safe and had to be hidden. There were
four logical locations it could be, the den, the master bedroom, garage or the
basement. I looked at the rug seeing my small footsteps in the deep pile then I
saw much larger footprints that stopped by an end table. I walked to that table
and pulled the handle that revealed a door and behind that safe door with an
electronic keypad lock. I entered the combination and heard a heavy click. I
pulled the door open seeing it was empty. I closed the heavy door, heard the
click and closed the table door with me smiling. Going back to the desk I sat
down in the comfortable high backed chair after smoothing my skirt. Looking
through the computer files I found out that Brooke was essentially loaded, she
didn't want for much. She had a major stock portfolio, 401k, savings and
checking accounts that totaled out to several hundred thousand. For a woman in
her very early twenties, she had just turned twenty-one to be exact; she sure
as hell was doing something right.
Shutting down the laptop, I put it away in its case, placing
it and the file briefcase near the door. I went upstairs packed a small
suitcase, took it and my suit carrier, the briefcase, the makeup case loaded
with money in it and went downstairs. I picked up the laptop case and the other
file case taking everything into the kitchen. On entering the kitchen my
thoughts were I had to admit Brooke certainly did have good taste and spent her
money well. I opened my purse in the kitchen seeing all the credit cards and an
ATM card. I made another mental note to get the PINs or Personal Identification
numbers. I found some paper and a pen in the computer case and took out the
Travelers Cheques and the Driver's License. After several tries I had managed
to exactly copy Brooke's signature. I found samples of her handwriting in the
briefcase and managed to copy that too. I had a cup of coffee as I wrote when
it went right through me. I felt the urge and went back to the master bedroom
and used the potty. I was refreshed as I cleaned up deciding to look into the
medicine cabinet. Damn, the girl had a pharmacy in it, I thought as I closed
the door of it. I found sanitary pads and tampons and took a few for my purse
and went out to the bedroom. That was when I saw several cases underneath the
bed as I walked in. I opened the cases seeing disguise kits from wigs, breasts,
phalluses from flaccid to full erection to facial putty. There was one case
near the wall that I pulled out after nearly going under the bed; I opened the
case seeing what looked like skin and hair in different colors that matched the
wigs. I picked one up with hair the same coloring as mine and picked up a small
pamphlet that was the instruction sheet for application of the prosthetics. I
smiled broadly as I read the sheet, it was an artificial vaginal with hair. I
had heard that just the pubes was sometimes called a Merkins used by many
models that shave their pubes and need hair for a shoot. I found the glue and
solvent to remove them in the case. I imagined in her type of work Brooke had
to be deceptive, I could not imagine her coloring her pubic hair. I went back
to the bathroom, raised my skirt and slip and lowered my pantyhose and panties.
I spread the glue as instructed, stuck the remnants of my penis into a silicone
tube and applied the prosthetic. I held it for several minutes as I read the
pamphlet seeing that I could have intercourse and the simulated appearance of
having a period. The glue was good for two months but the maintenance was as
bad as the real article. I reopened the medicine cabinet and took out Brooke's
birth control pills that I found previously and took two purse containers
seeing that they were of a really strong dosage. I checked the prosthetic and
looked at it in the mirror, it looked real, even the skin coloring looked like mine;
I saw no seams at all. I pulled up my panties and hose, dropped my skirt and
slip. I took the glue, pills, tampons and pads, after I replaced the cases
under the bed. I went back downstairs to the kitchen and placed everything into
my purse with my clutch wallet.
After putting on my jacket, I flicked the switch on the wall
for the garage door to open. I took my stuff onto the porch, locked the house
door, locked the porch door and walked to the Caddy. I unlocked and started the
Caddy with the remote, packed it up and was on the road in minutes. I saw the
GPS on the dash, followed the menu and set in the address of Brooke's house and
the city, in seconds I had the route. I found a CD and put it into the player
and drove on, stopping once for gas using a credit card. While I drove I
thought of what I was involved in read like a mystery novel. I laid it out in
my mind; Brooke, I knew she possibly loved her family and vice versa. Her boss
Warren hadn't heard anything from her in days. Then it was the finding of her
possessions and money. My conclusion was she met with foul play and I was a
target too for assuming her identity. However it was neat for a teenager to
pretend to be an adult with all of Brooke's toys and wealth. I would have to be
careful also or I could wind up being a cell wife to Bubba in prison.
Chapter 3
I arrived in the city with no problems thanks to the GPS
trip program. I called Brooke's home or shall I say my home when Tara answered
excitedly saying, "Hi Sis, are you almost home?"
"You bet Sis, now you have a choice, either I stop at
the grocery store and I cook or I bring something home, anything my baby sister
wants." I said with Tara saying, "Oh lord, please don't cook! I'll be
sick for days! Pizza from Maggio's is the thing, sausage, mushroom, green
pepper and onion maybe a few beef and hot sausage sandwiches too with the
works." I laughed saying, "Hey little girl you're going to bust out
of those panties eating like that."
"That's okay I'll strip naked and give all the boys and
perverts a thrill. I could call the order in for a delivery?" Tara saying
with me thinking I needed to seen and be with people, I needed to be
comfortable in this role, saying, "Sweetie, I'll get the grub for us,
enjoy my house, no boys and I'll see you soon." I was floored when Tara
seriously said, "Are you sure this is my older sister Brooke, normally
she'd bitch, be mean and moan, you're far too bubbly and sweet."
"People do change dear, people do change, you'll be
treated as the little princess you are and no more language like that or the
old Brooke will paddle that sweet butt of yours." I said making Tara laugh
as I disconnected. I pulled over to the side of the street and entered the
restaurant menu on the GPS giving the city and the restaurants name which it
showed from where I was parked and then I asked for the route to the house. It
showed what I needed and went toward the destination following the map.
Arriving at the restaurant, I had to park the Caddy a block
away and walked. At first I kept my head lowered as I walked, but then I
thought Brooke was assertive, she was not in the least a shy girl. I held up my
head stuck my breasts out and took the stride of a woman of the world that I
saw and remembered. On entering the restaurant I was seated at a table when I
felt the stares of all the men in the place. I placed my purse on the table,
took off my jacket, sat down on the chair, and crossed my legs as I waited when
a short much older man came to the table. He sat down with me saying,
"Brooke you look grand, it's been a over a month since we saw you last.
Momma is on her way, she was making the sausage, but me Luigi, and I'm still
the chef. Anything you want on or off the menu is yours." I was slightly
taken by surprise that Brooke knew the owners and was treated so well after
what Tara told me. I looked at Luigi smiling and saying, "Thanks
Luigi…"
"Hey whatsamatter, it was always Poppa, now it's Luigi.
Now call me Poppa like you used to. Oh, Roberto my son still has the feelings
for you like he always did…"
I was embarrassed that the man sitting across from me was
being a matchmaker that I interrupted him saying, "Poppa, Tara is alone at
my house and I just got back from out of town…"
"Say no more, give me the order and we'll bring it to
you." Luigi said with me giving the order to him verbatim what Tara
wanted. I stood up with him helping me with my jacket, I gave him a kiss on the
cheek when I heard a woman saying, "Getting fresh with my old man huh! Go
on take the garbage but then I'd have to cook in his place." I turned to
the voice seeing an older woman with streaks of gray in her raven hair. She was
several inches shorter than me, not overly endowed in the breast area and a
little heavy, but her frame matched her fine. Her face was free of makeup and
her olive skin shone. Her smile was the type of smile that probably stole the
hearts of many men in her youth.
"Hell Momma you already run it and you do cook the
best." Luigi said kissing her with me taking Luigi's cue saying, "Hi
Momma, I had to stop in for Tara…"
"It's about time too! Roberto pines for you dear. I
think he's still in love with you but you ignore him. You ignored him in school
and here in the restaurant. Out of all my sons, the bums, Robby is the best
kid. Go out with the boy, give him a little joy, marry him and make
babies." Momma said with Luigi agreeing with her and me blushing, nearly
in a state of shock. I thought of the prospects and what Brooke would say and
decided to be diplomatic, as what Brooke would say would not be nice.' I hugged
the woman and kissed her both cheeks saying, "Momma I'm not ready for
marriage, I have my job and those that depend upon me."
"Poppa and I were married at fourteen in Sicily, we
came here, had our first bambino at sixteen, worked many jobs, opened the
restaurant and we had four boys that tired me out. I guess you're right, don't
rush getting married and having the kids. Now go to Tara and the food will be
at the house in an hour." Momma said with me kissing them both on the
cheek as they both walked me to the door with Momma saying, "Is the job
getting better Cara? When we saw you last you were very tired now you look like
the old Brooke we love."
"I needed a rest and still do, a long one. I took a few
days off and lounged around but I'll be okay." I said as they both kissed
me as I went out the door onto the street and walked back to the Caddy with my
thoughts. Well, old friends took me for Brooke, so did Tara, at least so far.
Maybe, just maybe I could fit into her shoes? Oh hell I already, do along with
everything else yet families, friends and acquaintances are another matter. So
far my actress skills that I never knew I had are working. Arriving at the
Caddy I climbed into it and followed the directions home, which were only a few
blocks away from the restaurant.
I went slowly down the street seeing only a few old homes to
each block with beautiful lawns and gardens when I came to the block Brooke's
home was on I watched the addresses and came to an entrance to a driveway That
had an ornately constructed iron gate and dense shrubs around the grounds
giving the look of privacy that said No Trespassing and No Solicitors. I pulled
up to the gate after seeing the address on it that matched Brooke's ID, a gate
slid open without me doing a thing. I slowly followed the drive seeing the
garage door open to a house that was built of stone and redbrick in the style
of a ranch style home. Everything was on ground level and built large from the
bay windows to the doorways.
Parking the Caddy into the garage, I turned off the engine
and got out of the vehicle. When the door from the house opened and I saw my
younger twin standing there with a smile on her face that could melt butter.
She ran to me and hugged my waist with her saying, "Sis, I'm so glad to
see you, mommy and I were so worried about you when you didn't answer your
cellphone for all those days. We thought the worst had happened, we just didn't
want to lose you like we lost daddy when he killed himself. Even if you are
snot, we love you. " Holding this little girl to me I had tears in my
eyes and was a bit angry at Brooke, here she had everything anyone could ever
dream of having. Yet she was a maven in her skills and a bitch that didn't
treat people well. I pulled Tara from me smiling grabbing my purse and saying,
"Okay Sis, let's unload, unpack me and wait for the food. A growing girl
does have to eat and that means you." I kissed her and smiled as I tweaked
her cheek.
She didn't like what I did but she dug right in and helped
me unload taking my suitcase and I the rest, as I followed her into the house.
If I thought the other house was done femininely this house outdid it with its
pinks, yellows, reds and whites. Lace, satin, silk and velvet was abundant.
Every room looked to be decorated in the retro look from the fifties and early
sixties. The Master bedroom was at the other end of the house so I had the
ten-dollar tour not saying a word.
On entering the Master bedroom I was speechless seeing the
opulence and grandeur of the room. It was beyond anything I could imagine or
have seen in magazines. Tara went to work unpacking me as I went to a large
desk that had a computer docking station and very large flat-screened monitor
hanging onto the wall on it. I unpacked the laptop and slid it into the docking
station and turned them on, giving them life. I entered the password and saw an
icon that I clicked on. I was connected to a DSL and taken directly to an ISP
that greeted me saying my last visit was many days ago.
I left the computer on, took off my jacket laying it and my
purse onto the bed with the money cases under the bed. I wanted to explore this
house and everything in it but then I had to be the consummate actress and
pretend that I had always lived here, were my thoughts when the doorbell rang. Tara
came flying from the closet and pressed a panel on the wall near the bed asking
who it was, it was the food delivery and damn the guy's voice was sweet and
sexy. Tara pushed a lager button that I assumed was the gate.
I grabbed my wallet and we went to the front door as I
marvel at the sights of the furnishings. I saw the shadow of a man in the
stained glass windows and then saw what looked like a computer screen on the
wall near the door. Tara touched the screen and I saw a man holding bags and a
very large pizza that had to be very, very large. The man was very good looking
with combed back, raven hair, large brown eyes, close to six foot tall. He was
clean-shaven seeing his olive complexion, dressed in a flannel shirt, jeans and
a knee length leather coat. Tara opened the door as I stood back with her
calling the man Robby. So this was Robby? Damn but Brooke was crazy for not
falling over for this guy as Tara said, "Hello Robby, would you mind
putting that stuff in the kitchen?"
"Hi Tara, how's the bratty sister of the sister I
adore?" Robby said as my knees went weak with her saying, "I'm fine
and I'm not a brat, you know Robby, if sis doesn't want you, I'll take you. She
nuts!"
Honey, I'll be really old by then and look like Poppa…"
"Enough of that! OhMyLord, I didn't order all of that
food. Robby I guess you'll just have to stay with us and eat. I mean if you
aren't work…"
"I'm off and volunteered when Momma called me saying
she had a talk with you. Momma said you looked like you needed to eat and made
a little of everything. I still have more in the car, I'd like to stay and
break bread with two very beautiful girls, besides I haven't had a date or
dinner companion in… I have no idea, I forget how long it's been." Robby
said taking the food into the kitchen with us following. He laid the parcels on
one of the counters and left the room with Tara saying, "Brooke, that guy
is the catch of the century, even mom likes him and you treat him like a rug.
You've done that to every boy you dated, no wonder you're still a virgin."
My jaw dropped to the floor when this little girl said those words to me with
me saying, "I'm just shy…"
"Pardon the expression but mom and I both say Bullshit.
The guys fall at your feet and you walk on them, are you a lesbian or
something? I do know about those things, ya know" Tara said as she went
about the kitchen getting plates and utensils with me saying, "Not that I
know of, but things do change. Hey I even invited Robby for dinner and who's
the older sister here? I'm supposed to be giving you advice."
'Sorry sis, but momma and I love you, even if you are or
were a bitch. Mom blames daddy for spoiling you. When he was alive the fights
they had over you were terrible. One thing I can say is you've changed for the
better from what I can see, I kinda like this Brooke Jaime Andrews
better." I was stunned by my, well Brooke's sister at the words she used
toward who she thought was Brooke. I like this girl and hopped we'd become
closer friends and Robby well…Oh never mind.
Robby had come back with more bags as I warmed up the
convection oven at a low temperature. I made coffee with Sis finding soft
drinks in the fridge saying, "Sis I think we'd better clean it out, it
smells kinda ripe. I'll tell you what, I clean it out while you and Robby talk
at the table." Robby took my hand and brought me to the table making me
sit. He found and poured us coffee and joined me saying, "Brooke, I'm not
a pervert or anything like that. It's just you're so damned pretty I can't take
my eyes off of you and never could. I get teased by my brothers especially
Johnny and the other guys everytime I used to see you. I'm not asking you to
have my babies or anything like that, I guess I could but get slapped, and it's
just…"
"Robby, I've kind of caught hell from Tara and your
mom, I've changed, maybe I've grown up…"
"You mean I have a chance? Then you'll go out with
me?" Robby asked when our eyes locked together I felt all squishy inside
as I looked into those deep, brown pools with me saying, "Okay, we'll go
out, but if Uncle Pervert comes around he'll get slapped." We made a date
for the next evening nothing special but dinner, dancing and a movie but deep
in my mind I wanted Robby as a sexual partner. When I was raped there was no love
in the act, just animalistic lust. My gut said that Robby was different he
showed me a love when he looked at me. His eyes looked into mine and not at my
breasts or between my legs. He took my hand, it was warm and dry and that smile
of his could melt an iceberg. My thoughts were that Brooke was a fool but the
new Brooke had to right her wrongs.
I had to admit that the food was great and the company was
better as we ate. Nothing of Brooke's past was given up to me although I told
them both what I was doing in the case files and why, from what I read.
Both Robby and Tara were silent as I told them with Robby
saying, "If your boss thinks the guy killed his wife for the money I'd
look at the finances and their marriage. If there is a money problem and the marriage
was on the rocks you have motive. The opportunity to off her could come at
anytime. If he did it once he'd do it again to keep his secret safe. The
again…"
"Gee Sis, ya know Robby is right. He'd do it again;
maybe you should take Robby with you since you're supposed to be married."
Tara said with me saying, "Sweetie he has the restaurant…"
"For a chance to share your bed, my brothers will cover
for me." Robby said smiling with Tara saying, "See I told ya. I think
he'd better move in with you now and get used to you and all your quirks, like
walking around the house nude and sticking that vibrator up you butt." I
was flustered not believing that this little girl said those things about her
sister and trying to get Robby and me to shack up as I said, "Tara! I do
not do those things or anything like that."
"So I guess he moves in then, huh Mrs. Carpezio? Robby
start moving in tomorrow after you tell your family. Oh and I think your wife
and you need rings, that left hand is awfully bare." Tara said smiling
with me smiling thinking that I was setup by Tara. No one had seen me nude but
myself except for mom and dad when I was a baby. My thoughts were broken as the
doorbell rang.
Chapter 4
Tara left the table and walked over to the counter turning
on a monitor seeing an older version of us. Tara pressed the gate button and
ran to the door very excited. I heard the door open and her run outside. I
looked at Robby and shrugged my shoulders as he took my hand into his saying,
"Your sister is a gem, Look I don't want to pressure you, I was kidding
about sharing your bed but I do want to help. Any man that murders his wife for
the money is a pig. I'll get the rings tomorrow and move in only if you tell me
to do so." I looked into his eyes, lifted his fingers to my mouth and
kissed them just as Tara came back holding the woman's hand I saw in the
picture at the farmhouse.
Her pictures didn't do her justice as she walked elegantly
toward me, leaned over and kissed my cheek saying, "My, you make a lovely
couple. So when do I get to hold my grandbabies?" I smiled and said,
"When I get married mother and I'm not married yet, see no ring." I
held up my left had to her that had no rings on them with her sitting at the
table saying, "You really should have called me and from what Tara has
said Robby would be ideal."
"Yes, well, mother he's moving in tomorrow with
me."
Tara brought her pizza and took a bite then saying,
"It's about damn time Miss Priss I'll never find a man. Robby, don't take
any guff from my daughter, she can be a mean, vindictive…"
"The word is a bitch, Robby, but she has changed for
the better," Tara said smiling making everyone laugh. Robby needed to
leave to tell his family, so I went with him holding his hand out to the car.
For some unknown reason as he opened the door, he turned, looked at me and
kissed me on the lips with me reciprocating. It was the type of kiss that
turned your insides to jelly and made that leg bend at the knee, which I did
do. I was breathless from that kiss and lowered my leg having feelings I never
had before. He kissed me again and got into his car leaving me standing and
watching him and his car leave the grounds.
Turning around I saw that my drapes fluttered and moved in
the bay windows, as I walked back into the house and into the kitchen with me
saying, "Did the both of you enjoy the show?" without missing a beat
mom said, "Oh yes dear, are your panties wet from that kiss"
"Yes they are and I intend to go take a bath while you
both clean my kitchen." I said as turned toward and walked to the bedroom
when I heard whispers and giggling, I smiled.
In the bedroom I walked to the bathroom starting the water
in the massive marble bathtub that matched the massiveness of the rooms and of
the house in general. I added the perfumed oils and bubble bath starting the
whirlpool action after I turned on a switch that scared the hell out of me.
Taking off my clothes in the dressing area I looked around seeing that Brooke
was a perfectionist in her clothes she wore and her looks. Her clothing was the
best as was everything else in both homes. She was one fancy lady whose shoes I
had to fill, thank the heavens above those shoes fit as well as everything else
or I'll just have to fill them up.
I found a pink chenille robe and pink slippers putting them
on, going into the bathroom. Taking off the robe and slippers I used the
commode then realizing I had to wipe differently as I used to do. Standing I
looked into the mirror checking my body over and my new sexual toy then
unbraided my hair and brushed it out. Climbing the marble stairs I got into the
tub thinking that Brooke certainly knew what luxury was and this was it, as I
sat back into the hot water that was temperature perfect.
Closing my eyes I relaxed when Brooke's mother came into the
bathroom with towels and smiling, closing the double doors and she locked them.
She sat on the marble steps and said, "It feels good doesn't it dear?
That's why Brooke had it installed, now missy just who are you and what's your
game? You look and sound like Brooke but you made several slipups such as
calling me mother, that which that little bitch never did. I was always Darla
when she left the house on her own. The next was a mother's instinct to the
daughter she bore and raised and you have some of her, but not
everything."
I was caught! Damnit why in the hell did I do this? I should
have taken everything and ran like hell. Screw Brooke and everything else that
happened to her or did happen. I thought pensively Sorry but that wasn't me, if
someone asked for my last dime I'd give it up. It was then I cried, deep honest
tears covering my face with my hands.
Darla removed my hands from my face. I saw that Darla/mother
had gotten undressed as I cried those tears and was about to join me in my bath
and did. She came and sat next to me and placed her arm around my shoulders
bringing me to her. She stayed motionless as I cried into her breast just as my
own mother used to do when I was younger as she said encouraging words to calm
me. I felt this woman's strength and her joy she had of life.
"I know she's gone, I felt it all, now my darling
Brooke I want you to tell mother everything from the beginning. Then we'll
speak as mother and daughters do, one warning I can spot a lie a mile
away."
I told about everything from the day of my birth and my true
age to the day I could recall sentience as to my real self. I spoke of my real
home and parents and what they and I did. My rape and the injustice of the
social system angered her with her sitting closer and holding me closer to her.
I spoke of the bridge tender's shack, how I found it and it became home to me.
Then I told her of my find in the dumpster, the IDs, money everything, I held
nothing back. I spoke of my return the next day finding the vehicle, the rest
of the things and going to her other house. I even told about the faux vagina I
wore and how I found it. I spoke of Tara, the Maggio family, her and how Brooke
was a fool but I had questions of my own that I had to find answers to.
I felt this woman soften more toward me with her saying,
"You're so young to have had all those awful things happen. When I saw you
I saw Brooke or how I pictured her and wanted her to always be. When you called
me mother my heart fluttered in joy that she had changed. Then the alarm bells
went off because I knew she had no respect for anyone. She made a good living
and was good at what she did just, like you sweetie. At least I know that my
dreams weren't false, I just bet she's giving someone hell up there. So you
have a compulsion to do this?" Darla said holding me to her with me
saying, "Mother, I hope you don't mind…"
"Not in they least Brooke, it will always be mother to
you, now as you were saying?"
"Mother, from what I've been told the man she was
investigating killed his wife for the insurance money. He somehow found out
that he was being watched, eliminated the watcher, threw out her stuff that I
found, got rid of the Caddy, which I found and the house he never found because
of the cover name and he never went through her stuff like I did. I went into
her house and saw all of your pictures, I thought she cared and loved for you
all. It's not so much for Brooke that I want to do this; it's because this man
or men are murderers and he'll or they will kill others. I'm already dead to my
family and Brooke's body was never found yet, so I'm the likeliest candidate to
get this guy or guys."
"That's very unselfish to do that young lady, she was a
taker and never a giver, we loved and she took. From what you have told me I do
so love this new and improved Brooke every minute I hold her to me." Darla
said with me saying, "But mom I have to be the old Brooke, I might look
like her but there are differences like maturity and she was born a girl…"
"It looks to me that you were too, I mean born a girl.
As for maturity I like this Brooke better; she's unpretentious, a real lady,
but ladies have to keep on their toes with men. She was terrible with men,
they'd give her anything she wanted because she was beautiful, but she never
had sexual incursions that I know of. She played Robby like a violin virtuoso;
the boy and then the man would worship at her feet. He loves you, you
know…"
"I can't…I'm not her. I don't know if I could or would
please him. It hurt so bad and the smells were worse." I said with Darla
saying, "Darling, those acts were by force by an animal, not from love by
a real man. Now let's dry off or your sister is going to come looking for us.
Darling, I somehow know her body would never be found, I'm asking you to be
Brooke, the daughter I always wanted. I swear to you that I will take this
secret to the grave. All I need to know is that she didn't die in pain. She
made us all suffer but she shouldn't have. Once this is over you need a
vacation and get things finished. Marry a good man and make me a grandmother,
this is your home and everything that comes with it." There was a faint
knock on the door, I kissed Darla and went to the doors and unlocked it. On
opening the door Tara ran into my arms crying and held me to her as the water
dripped off of me. I held her close with Darla saying, "I guess someone
was snooping and heard something she wasn't supposed to hear." I took Tara
with me to where the towels were and dried her tears with me saying, "Well
little sister, answer mother, did you hear us talking?"
"Yes Sis, I heard it all after mom left me in the
playroom. I listened over the intercom. Momma I love this Brooke I hated the
old Brooke. Every picture we took she was so phony in them. We never did things
together, I was a pain in her butt." Tara said holing onto me when Darla
said, "See what I mean? Tara we all were a pain in her butt." I
nodded saying, "Okay little sister, how about the big sister taking mother
and the little sister to a movie and treat for ice cream, chocolate ice
cream." I saw her eyes light up with joy saying, "You mean right
now?" I nodded yes with Tara saying, "I'd rather just have the Ice
cream, you have a lot in the freezer, momma and I want to spend time with you.
We have a lot to tell you about the bitch."
"Okay, then we'll have a PJ party, just us girls.
Besides I found a journal in that computer that I need to read and now I have
my family to ask questions to. Tara dear you have to promise both mom and me
that you'll never tell anyone what you heard." I said with Tara saying,
"I love the new and improved sister of mine, I swear. Ah Sis can I borrow
some pajamas?"
"Nope but you can have them and so can mom. Look, I
know this conversation was hard for all of us but we all have the right to know
what happened. Tara, Mom, she might have been a bitch but I feel Brooke wanted
me to be her and avenge her death, I don't think it was by chance I found
everything of hers. I don't think it was by chance that I came here to you
either, I'm not much older than Tara but I have to be Brooke to do what I said.
I have to know her mind and how it functioned."
"Okay dear, have Tara help you get ready. I'll get the
ice cream after I find some PJs and we'll read the journal together."
Darla said with her getting out of the tub as I handed her a towel. I hadn't
covered myself and I felt her eyes look me over saying, "It's remarkable
how much you two look alike, I mean the bitch and you. Sweetie you're her now
and you have to be all of her, except of course her rotten personality. Tara we
have to protect Brooke, she has us and we have her. Daddy's gone, the old
Brooke is gone that I felt. However we have this latest version and superior
Brooke that has gone through hell. Tis Brooke deserves us, along with our help,
our love, and our support. We have to give her a chance to find out what's
going on in that town along with what happened to that woman. If Brooke wants
to stay when this is all finished that's up to her." Darla said hold our
hands as we all went into the dressing room and Tara found flannel PJs for all
of us.
Darla and Cassandra went to the kitchen as I got the laptop
ready and brought it to the bed. My thoughts were I'd be crazy to give this all
up later; I had everything that I could every want. I found the journal and
noticed that the last entry was actually five days ago; the computer clock was
set wrong. She had a meeting in the late evening on an exit ramp on the
interstate with someone that had contacted by a note left on the windshield of
the Caddy, while she ate in a restaurant her evening meal. The note that was
left was from a woman with a feminine hand and flair. The person had some
information about Horst but it was going to cost ten grand for the information.
Okay that explained the makeup case money, maybe. I read further she intended
to do some shopping at a mall several towns away and still had much of her
things in the Caddy.
Darla and Tara had entered through the bedroom door when I
told them both what I read with Darla saying, "That day was when I had
that terrible feeling something was wrong. Tara and I kept calling the
cellphone number with no luck." I was handed a bowl of chocolate ice cream
and savored the taste of that first spoonful. I must have had that look of
appreciative ecstasy on my face, as I let it melt into my mouth with Darla
saying, "It's been that long huh?"
"Yeah, it was just something that you forget about when
you're trying to survive. In a way I'm thankful that people wasted so much from
the grocery stores to the restaurants, they kept me fed. I know it wasn't
healthy but it was survival. Sometimes the stores kept me clothed with the
stuff they threw out because they couldn't sell it. Most of the time I was
invisible to everyone, yet I knew they saw me. I wasn't about to beg or steal
from anyone yet I did. I'm so sorry that I did this to you both." I said
beginning to cry with them both holding me with Darla saying, "Darling you
have us now, you survived before, even if it was just barely. It possibly was
her that led you to find this new life with us. Someone or something wanted you
to live and correct her wrongs after all the suffering in your life. I can't
say I miss her because I really don't, after all the bad things she did to us.
I sense you're not the least bit like her and you are more like Tara and I. I
taught Tara how to be the young woman she is today. We are not what you would
call overly religious, although we believe philosophically or essentially to
follow the Ten Commandments; that I know the old Brooke laughed at. In some
respects Brooke had no ethics in her life, possibly that was why she was
successful." Darla took the laptop and shut it down with Tara turning on
the stereo softly with it playing classical music, as I dried my tears with
them practically force-feeding me the ice cream.
They both smiled and joked with me elevating my spirits,
still I knew and felt the joy and sorrow they felt within them. Darla had
explained to me as we sat cross-legged upon the bed that Brooke had changed drastically
around the age of eleven and Darla was about four years old. Brooke was always
distant from the family, her father had spoiled her all her life and tried to
do the same to Tara. Nevertheless, Tara's makeup was different and refused to
be spoiled like Brooke was. I found out that this house, the stocks and much of
the money she had, had come from an estate when her uncle died, he left
everything in trust to her and it became hers when she was eighteen. He left
nothing to anyone else in the family, just her. The warnings went off in my
mind with me saying, "Didn't that seem strange to you?"
"Not really but he did the same as my husband, spoiled
her." Darla said with me saying, "There were gifts, expensive gifts
for a young girl?"
"Are you inferring that he and…"
"If no one got a share of the estate when he died, he
was always around or she was always near him. She was like his wife, faithful
to him. I call a cow a cow." I said with Darla saying, "OhMyLord, I
never thought of that! That couldn't possibly be!" Her surprise was quite
evident with Tara saying, "Momma, I think Sis is right, if you look at
everything. I know I was still very young but I remember and saw things like,
how many dates did she have with boys? How many dates did she cancel when she
got a telephone call from him? How many she dropped everything and ran to him?
Robby was a prime catch and look how he was treated? She wore black and cried
for the longest time after he died."
"But incest! How could I not have seen it?" Darla
said with me saying, "I've had a lot of time to read other peoples books
and read about abnormal sexual acts and abuses moreover the signs sure do point
to it. But greed was also a factor and his promises to her." Darla began
to cry after being silent in thought for several minutes. I pulled her to my
breast and held her saying, "She knew what she was doing was wrong, that's
why I think I'm here to bring some joy and love into your lives. Like I said I
could have blown you off when Tara called, I had everything of hers. I could
have drained the bank accounts; I had her Caddy and her ID and passport. I
could have gone anywhere in the world and started over yet something drew me
here. I had no family anymore and now I have you both. She treated Robby badly,
I like him, I have a date with him and I'll be working with him as his
wife." Darla's tears subsided and she kissed my cheek saying, "He is
a hunk, isn't he? All I ask is that you don't hurt him and be around for Tara
and me." I kissed Darla on the cheek when I realized how tired I was and
yawned.
Tara and Darla were going to take one of the other beds when
I asked them to stay with me. I saw their smiles as we all got under the covers
and layed next to each other with Tara turning out the lights in the house and
the bedroom with the flip of a switch. Darla was in the middle with her pulling
both Tara and me to her giving us both a kiss that we returned. I closed my
eyes and was asleep immediately.
Chapter 5
The sun came streaming into the bedroom when I awoke. At
first I was confused to where I was when the previous days events flooded my
brain. I looked over seeing that Darla and Tara were still asleep. I was
tempted to go back to sleep but the forthcoming day was going to be rough. I
was careful not to awaken mom and sis as I got up. I stood up and recovered
them with the covers, and then I stretched and went to the bathroom. I did what
I had to do, you know, use the commode and shower without the shave. I Dried
off, powdered, braided my hair and went out to the dressing room. I was in
heaven as I looked at all the clothes and outfits. I found a matching red
underwire bra and panty set and slipped them on. I looked down and at the cups
of the bra seeing all the luxurious lace cradling my breasts just so in those
satin cups. I found black leather slacks, a vest and a red satin, long sleeved,
button down blouse with me taking them from the hangers laying them on a chair.
Looking for shoes, I found black ankle boots with a three-inch spike heel and
nude pantyhose. I pulled on the hose and pulled up the slacks, zippering the
back zip and then sat at the makeup table. With skill and finesse I did my
makeup and then selecting a deep, rich red frosted lipstick, I did my lips.
Pulling on the boots, I pulled up the side zippers and stood putting on the
blouse, buttoning it leaving several buttons undone and added the vest. I
looked into the mirror seeing a young woman, a proud and happy young woman. Her
breasts were large, full and she showed her womanly cleavage for others to see
she was a woman of the world. Her makeup was perfect and she held her head up
high. I found and added a gold heart shaped locket on a long, delicate, gold
chain around my neck and matching heart shaped earrings to my ears.
I quietly left the bedroom and went to the kitchen deciding
I was to make breakfast. I looked into the fridge finding the remnants of our
meal from the night before and not much else, I decided to go grocery shopping.
I left a note on the table where I was going after I had found paper and a pen
by the phone. I went to a closet by the front door finding any type of coat
imaginable by anyone. I looked out the front window seeing the weather was
clear but looked cold. I chose a long black, wool coat, red woolen scarf, red
leather gloves and found my purse, found the Caddy's remote, to start it and
went to the garage.
On entering I was pleasantly surprised that the garage was
heated, and then I thought why not, it fit her lifestyle, as the garage door
opened. On opening the door of the Caddy I stepped up on the running board and
climbed in. I made sure my cellphone was on and in the charger, backed out and
was down the driveway in seconds. I remembered that I had passed several
grocery stores on the way to Maggio's Restaurant the day before and headed in
that direction. I took mental notes of what was nearby as I drove the Caddy. I
placed a CD into the stereo and was rewarded by the sounds of Verdi's
compositions coming from the speakers. It was nothing short of a miracle that I
found an open grocery store since it was only seven AM. Parking the Caddy I
walked inside the store. It was amazing what I found as I went up and down the
aisles I was like a little girl in a candy store. I bought the essentials like
bread, milk and eggs, but I over did it by purchasing enough food for several
weeks for several people to eat. I was the store's best customer that morning
with five shopping carts full of bags leaving the store that morning. The Caddy
was loaded, I tipped the kids that loaded the Caddy and left happily for home.
After I parked the Caddy in the garage at my house mom and
Tara came out in sweats seeing all the bags with mom saying, "A few items
for breakfast is what you wrote, what happened?"
"Well, since my mother, sister and soon to be husband
will be staying with me for a few days…"
"Darling, I really must teach you how to shop, some of
this will spoil after you leave."
"Mom, you have to eat and so does my baby sister, she's
a growing girl, so you'll take it home unless you want to move in and housesit
for us. Better yet sell your house and move in permanently, a girl does need
her mother and sister around, besides I prefer to share my good fortune with
the two of you. Oh Sis, please give me the override code to the gate and garage."
I said smiling and kissed them both on the forehead as the garage door closed.
Then Sis gave me the codes that I wrote down and placed in my clutch. Mom had a
tear forming in her eye taking and hugging me to her saying, "Yes, yes,
you'll do, I have my baby back and Tara has a real sister. Now I'm hungry, you
get to cook and Tara gets to put all this away." We all laughed as we
carried the bags into the kitchen. We finished after several trips and I began
to make breakfast. I called the hair salon as I cooked and booked mom with Tara
and I, asking the salon to give us leeway and the appointment time.
We sat down at the table and I told them they needed to get
dressed and to pick out anything I had in the closets as we all had salon
appointments for the works from porcelain nails to anything else they wanted. I
also told them that I wanted to do some shopping or at least to window shop for
tonight. No one fussed or complained in the least. I cleaned up the mess I made
after breakfast and called Robby on his cellphone, he answered on the second
ring with me saying, "Hi Darling husband of mine, I asked mom and sis to
move in and sell their house."
"Okay so where do I sleep?" Robby asked with me
saying, "Oh, husbands normally sleep with their wives, unless you want the
couch?" I heard him spit up something, chuckle and then said, "Damn I
get a bed warmer finally, I hope you don't have cold feet."
"Hey, that's what I have you for, to warm them up.
Robby Honey, did your brothers go along with what we discussed?" I said
with him saying, "It was fine with them but mom had a cow, something about
living in sin and I was going to hell. I got the rings and showed them to mom
and pop. Damn did pop get shit faced and mom cried. I hated to do that to them
but Johnny said it was a necessity to keep peace. I know this is not…Oh
hell…Shit!"
"Robby, what is it? I never heard you so tongue-tied.
Oh no, please don't tell you're trying to propose to me? On the telephone? Now
that is tacky!" I said giggling but inside of me my nerves were jumping as
Robby said, "Damnit Brooke, I was going to do it tonight. Mom and Pop want
your mom and sister to come to the restaurant at seven and then we were going
to…"
"Are you serious? Darling this was only for the
assignment…"
"I know, but I kinda dug my own grave with mom and pop.
I had a friend get us a license in both names and mom saw the damn thing."
"Robby I should hang you by your…"
"I get the idea, I'm so sorry Brooke at least I told
them we'd be married in a year."
"You Fathead! A year? Oh Robby never mind! This matter
will be discussed later!" I said angrily and then gave him all the access
codes with him telling me he loved me as I disconnected when I heard both mom
and Tara break out laughing with mom saying, "Let me guess?" I looked
at them both wearing leather slacks and vests like mine with mom wearing a pink
satin blouse and Tara wearing a white satin blouse with everything looking big
on her to the point of baggy. She was so cute I didn't have courage to tell her
my clothes didn't exactly fir her right, but then I had to gain a little weight
too.
"Mom do you have a wedding dress I can use in a
year?" I said despondently with mom happily saying, "I sure do but
wouldn't you rather have a new one? I mean I was married in the summer and it
would be winter in a year. Let's discuss this on the way. This has been one
helluva week! "
We grabbed our coats, went to the garage and used the Caddy.
I was getting angry with Tara as we left the house with her humming Georg
Friedrich Handel's wedding march all the way to the salon. All mom could do was
look at chuckle and me when we arrived at the salon.
I parked the Caddy and we were inside before our appointment
time. In three hours the damage was done, perms, cuts, nails, highlights, and
makeup. I had to admit we all looked magnificent, although I seriously thought
about shaving Tara's head or having her hair colored green and purple, However
with my luck she'd love it.
We then went to the mall since they decided they needed
foundations because Tara was out growing her bras and mom needed to replace the
ones she had. We found the Lingerie store and right next to it was a bridal and
formal shop. That was it! They both started on me teasing me remorselessly
until we entered the store. They found several matching bra and panty sets that
they liked, but Tara needed a bra fitting. They went into the fitting room and
I caught the clerk as she was going in telling her I was paying and to load
them up on lingerie that included several corsets, garter belts and anything
else to visually please a man. I told her to also leave a corset on them and
tie them in them really good. I handed her my credit card and said I would
return and have them wait for me.
On curiosity I went into the bridal shop and was just
looking around. I saw a gown I liked when a little voice in my brain said to
get the damn gown. The next thing I knew I was trying it on. The clerk was
amazed that it fit perfectly, well almost perfectly seeing that a pregnant
woman could wear it because of the stretch lace. I bought it along with the
entire matching trousseau. I have no idea what got into me that I did such a
stupid thing, yet I did. I took everything out to the Caddy hiding my packages
and went back to the Lingerie store. I saw two angry women that I knew, turning
red, as I entered with me saying, "Ladies remember, the oldest daughter
wins the contest, now do you concede? "
"That wasn't fair Sis! My tits, back and stomach feel
like they're in a satin prison. All I did was…"
"Tara, those titties are called breasts, the both of
you have been giving me the treatment since we left the house and you're lucky
I didn't get you a locking belt with a vibrator built into it and lose the key
to them." I said when mom laughed saying, "Now all I have to do is
find a man and I'll be flat on my back enjoying every minute of it. " Mom
said smiling with me saying, "That dear mother can be arranged, I think
your figures look grand but I think a leather corset would look better."
"We wouldn't get out of the mall alive! You wouldn't
dare!" Tara said as I slyly smiled at her with me asking the clerk if she
had any leather corsets. Sure they did and guess what we all got? You betcha!
Damn did the guys look at us! Many wives or girlfriends slapped their husband
or boyfriends that were in the process of looking too hard and too long. I bet
mom that many of those wives or girlfriends would be flat on their backs or on
their knees that night or sooner, but she wouldn't take the bet. We took all
the packages out to the Caddy with me hoping they wouldn't see my hidden
packages. Next on the agenda was, dresses, shoes, hose and purses.
We went back into the mall and found just what we wanted at
Nieman Marcus. We bought three matching black dresses that were deep vee'd
showing our assets with black glass beaded bolero jackets, beaded evening bags
and black patent, four-inch, high-heeled, open toed, sling back pumps. I bought
Tara several skirts, slacks, shoes and blouses for school and telling mom to
pick out anything she wanted or needed. I didn't buy anything else except some
perfume I liked, as I wanted mom and Tara to be as well dressed as I was and
damn if they weren't.
After our whirlwind-shopping spree we headed home after
putting it in the Caddy with mom saying, "You know you're going to have to
model your wedding dress for us?" I slammed on the brakes in the parking
lot of the mall; thankfully there wasn't anyone behind us. I looked at mom as
she and Tara smiled with me saying, "How…how did you know?"
"Oh, a mother knows these things about her daughters
darling, besides I saw the packages in the back. And you as my oldest daughter
should know, you can't hide things from your mother, so please Darling never
try to do that again." Mom said leaning over and kissing my redden cheek
as Tara laughed saying, "She's good, very good, hey sis remind me never to
do what you did." I turned toward Tara in the back seat gave her a dirty
look and then I winked and smiled at her. I placed the car back in gear and we
were home shortly, going up the driveway seeing a U-Haul truck and many men
taking boxes inside the house and my garage full of leather furniture, tables
and who knows what else. I stopped the Caddy and said, "I hope there's a
Rec room in the basement or we'll have to store it in the garage. Thank
goodness it's a four car garage."
"Maybe it can go on the other side of your Vette or you
can give it to me sweetie." Mom said smiling with me saying, "Or I
can get you another car Mom."
"Okay, then I want something like the Caddy since my
car is just about shot." Mom said with me saying, "I think you
deserve it but you'll have to ferry Sis in it but if she sasses you, make her
walk." Mom agreed to the deal and Tara pouted.
I parked the Caddy when Robby came to it, opened my door and
kissed me. Damn, that man could kiss! We broke our kiss with mom and Tara
smiling and him saying, "Damn you look good, good enough to take to bed
right now, sorry I lost my head seeing all you gorgeous creatures. Sorry
Darling about the kiss, we have to keep up appearances my dear wife. My
brothers and some of the gang are moving me in. The boxes are clothes and
Johnny is taking the furniture and some of the other things."
"Damn and I just bought mom a car. Mom, sign the title
over and you sweet husband get rid of it at the dealership as a trade in. After
you get the stuff inside that you want, take mom in her car to the Caddy dealer
with my signed check. Have her find the car she wants and write in the amount.
Oh and get a tuxedo for tonight if you can."
"Whoa there girl, I have a tux and you bought Mother
Darla a car? That's great, she needs one. Now can I get into your panties for
your reward?" Robby said smiling with me saying, "Only if you can fit
into them Darling and Yeah I decided to buy her a car but don't let her get
screwed unless the man is single and a hunk."
"My aren't we getting kinky, does your mother have to
get the approval of her daughters on every man she date?" Mom asked with
me saying, "Yep and I'll loan you my gown. Remember your daughter needs a
daddy to give her away to the groom since goofus let momma see the
license."
"Okay I get the message." Mom and Robby said
together at the same time as we got out of the vehicle. We all took the bags
and boxes into the house and into my bedroom. When I met Robby's brother and
friends, with Johnny the oldest of the Maggio family in the kitchen saying,
"Brooke we're sorry about the screw up with Momma, Rob told us the deal
and then this happened."
"Hey, I dunno maybe being a wife to Robby is a good
thing, at least I get to check under the hood and can decide if I want to
change his oil or not that night by his dipstick." I said making the guys
smile with Johnny saying, "She's not only gorgeous, has a good sense of
humor and damn I can see why everyone loves her. Hey Little Bro, you better
take care of her right or answer to all of the family and then you and me will
duke it out." I looked at Johnny's eyes and saw he was not kidding with
Robby saying, "Are you nuts? I love her, I always have loved her, we're
going to have some many kids calling you uncle and you'll go crazy. This goes
for you Johnny and all the rest of you guys; Brooke is going to be my wife,
she, her mother and sister get treated with respect like you give momma. No
respect and you have no balls, got it?"
"Damn the kid got a set of brass ones finally, just
remember if you need help Brooke you call me and I'll get the guys, that goes
for you too ladies. We're family and no one, but no one screws with our family.
Hey Little Sis in law, catch that puttano that killed that woman,
if he did it, he ain't no man. But my Little Bro sure as hell is one hell of a
man." Johnny said with feeling and pride in Robby. I went to the fridge
and handed all the guys sodas that they took willingly along with Mom
and Tara when Johnny said, "To everyone here, to my brother and future
sister in law, Salute!" Everyone took a drink of their soda with me
saying, "Johnny and all of you; you're always welcome in this house, just
watch the language because Mom and Sis have virgin ears, thanks guys."
Mom was taking a sip of her soda and almost choked on it
saying, "Keep it up and I'll have two cars the Caddy and the Vette. Anyway
I agree with my daughter you're always welcome. Please all I ask of you is, if
she or Robby calls you go quick and kick ass." I looked at mom and wiggled
my finger at her with her laughing making everyone join in. The guys went back
to work, quickly finished the job and left. I shooed Robby and mom out of the house
after signing a check, giving them the bank's telephone number and the
representative's name to them that I remembered from the files.
Tara and I went to work in my bedroom opening and taking the
right bags to either her or mom's room. Mom and Tara had a lot to put away, as
the bags were really stacked high. I worked with Sis, hid my gown, my trousseau
and then we hit her room, then mom's room just as mom and Robby returned. Mom
held up her keys and ran to me whispering her thanks giving me a very large hug
and a kiss with Sis running out of the house to look at the new vehicle. I had
mom call a realtor and placed her house up for sale. Sis came inside pouting
saying that our vehicles were identical and she wanted mom to get a pink
colored one. Sisters! But you have to love them and I love this little girl.
I had Robby go take a shower and brought him clean towels
when I saw him, all of him. I was breathless as I left the room but I had two
matters to overcome, one was my rape and two was…oh you know what that is
already, I had to tell him but when?
While everyone was busy I went to the kitchen and poured
coffee for myself. I stared out the back window as I sipped the coffee thinking
of how and when would be the right time to tell Robby everything. I felt a tap
on my shoulder startling me and dropped the cup shattering it in the sink with
Robby picking up the remains of the cup as I shook from fright. He took me to a
chair and had me sit down when Mom came into the kitchen seeing me shaking and
hurried to me. She sent Robby away to get dressed as she closed the two sliding
doors and locked them, making sure the intercom was off and then saying,
"Brooke Honey, what happened? Please tell mommy." I told mom what
happened and what I was thinking about. We discussed sexual relations and what
she would do if and when it came to that point. I almost cried when I told her
also of reliving that rape with her saying, "When daddy died I was in a
state of shock never realizing it could happen. When I went home alone and at
the Remains Viewing I ached for him to be with me and then I was in denial that
the body in the casket wasn't him. Darling, it was like that all the way to the
day of the funeral. After he was buried I hit bottom, was in a state of
depression, I didn't want to do anything but join him. You know the last step
is recovery; my recovery was you darling when we had our little tête-à-tête in
our bath. I can't and won't mourn for Brooke because we have Brooke here. She's
with us now and you're Brooke, Darling. I had it all pretty good and so did my
kids, never have I heard of human nature being so cruel and unjust, yet that's
the realities of life. The old Brooke as I said is gone and I know it, I felt
it, it was just like when my husband died. Like I said you are my daughter
though I wished I had you around us s great deal sooner. Honey, momma will be
around to talk to you, to hold your hand when you need it and for you to hold
our hands when we need it. When the time comes Tara and I will be at your side,
if you wish when Robby is told the truth. All I ask is that the New Brooke let
him love her more as Tara and I love you and Robby will take it slow, with all
his love, mothers are never wrong."
"Momma, I was crazy to do this, I can't be her. I
should have been satisfied just being warm, dry and having food. I should have
run as fast as I could away from there, anywhere." I said with mom saying,
"That's not your nature baby, you cared and I think you are curious to see
this mystery through. I don't think we'll ever find her but at least we'll know
what happened to her. In your own way you want to see justice served and like
you said, she is a driving force from beyond in those needs." I stopped
shaking with mom smiling when there was a soft knock on the doors.
Mom went to them, unlocked them and opened them with Robby
standing there with his pants and shirt on, no socks or shoes and his hair
mussed saying, "Mom D. is Brooke okay?"
"Hey, I'm here, ask me! I'm fine but why aren't you
dressed? Momma and I had to have a mother daughter talk that doesn't concern
you. Oh hell yes it does but I can't tell you just yet, maybe after we get
married." I said with Robby saying, "Pop says going into a marriage
with mental baggage means a troubled marriage. In your case you've always been
mentally deranged that's why I love you. Look Honey, when you're ready, you'll
tell me like when we were kids in grade school."
"I want both of you to get dressed and you Robby are
driving us."
Mom said with Robby saying, "Sorry mom but I made
arrangements for us to be driven to the restaurant. Oh crap, I forgot to ask
all of you, momma wants us to go see the priest on Sunday."
"Not very likely, I intend to be in bed sleeping. You
started this mess, you go!" I said angrily with mom saying, "Stop it,
both of you! I will not tolerate any arguments because Brooke is right and
Robby your letting Maria push you. You have three choices, tell her the truth
that this is being done to help Brooke, that the marriage is a sham or wait for
the year do what she wants or see if you love each other by living together and
are compatible. Either do it my way or I'll tell her the truth."
"That would kill her, ah…Brooke darling can I sleep in
you, I meant sleep in with you." Robby said after making his Freudian slip
that I heard. Sometimes the subconscious mind makes us say what we really mean
and this was one of those times. I looked at Robby saying, "Robby, you'll
be sharing my room and my bed, I said nothing about sharing our bodies."
"I was pushing it huh?"
"Yep, Of course you can always see Gina Labresco."
I said smiling with him turning white and going back to the bedroom. You see
while I was reading the journals I came across an entry that Brooke was happy
for Robby finding another girl because she was tired of him fawning over her.
Well the rumor was she dropped her frillys but not to Robby and was in a family
way. She tried to trap Robby in marriage when the guy that knocked her up came
forward, married the bimbo and the left the neighborhood with it all happening
very quick and quiet.
Mom was angry I did that to Robby and went to her room with
me going to the bedroom seeing Robby sitting on the bed sulking. I closed the
door, locked it and went to sit next to Robby taking his hand saying, "I'm
sorry for what I said, but you have to give me space. I can't be rushed, Honey
I do have problems but I have to work them out. When I decide to tell you I
won't want pity from you, I'll want your love and understanding."
"Brooke, Gina was a whore, I dated her to make you
jealous and it didn't work. Then there were the rumors you're a lesbian that
hurt me too, along with the rumors your uncle was boffing you."
"I see I can assure you he wasn't…boffing me and I am
not a lesbian. I can tell you this that I am a virgin and I love you being
around me. Now I would like a kiss from you please." I said as he smiled
and kissed me. I felt those strange feelings stir in me, my breath quickened as
our kiss and passions grew. I was at loss as my control left me with me having
the thoughts of having him, all of him in me. My thoughts brought back those
terrible mental images of my rape and I regained control. I had tears in my
eyes, broke our kiss and ran to the bathroom. I sat on the commode and cried my
tears of pain, shame and degradation when Robby came to me and kneeled in front
of me. He tenderly dried my tears and held me to him; I felt his mental
strength he wanted to share with me. However I felt something more, so much
more, I felt his fiery love for me.
He held me close to him and said, "At first I thought
it was me and then it hit me. My cousin Joey was going with a girl that he
liked very much. The problem was that he had a real hard time getting physical
with her. Her kisses were cold and lifeless, she was often crying and sometimes
she'd cringe when he touched her. We have a friend that's a doctor and his wife
is a nurse that's does sexual counseling. She heard us talking because Joey was
driving the entire family and me nuts. Anyway Frankie's wife Angela said she was
abused and she had all the symptoms. There was a little party we had later and
Joey brought this girl. Angela and her became friendly and spoke during the
party. Angie told the girl she was a nurse and she opened up to her after the
girl got her confidence. Sure the girl was physically abused, as well as being
molested and raped. Angie helped the girl just by talking to her and you know
what? Her and Joey are married and have two babies. What I'm saying is I know
because I saw how Vera used to act and you're doing the same things. I'm here
if you want to talk about it." Robby held my hands when I took my eyes
from the floor and looked into his eyes seeing love, love for me. I saw a
special gentleness I've seen few men ever have with women. I nodded yes to him
with him making me stand. He kissed me and hugged me to him saying, "We'll
get over it, together. Now go get ready and make yourself pretty for me,
although that's going to be difficult since you're so pretty already." I
gave him half a smile and kissed his cheek saying, "Thank you for
understanding and talking to me. Robby, please don't be angry, I want you
but…"
"I know, but I will never violate you like you were
violated, I was always around for you and I'll always be here for you now.
Darling, let's enjoy the evening, come home and let me hold you. Of course I'll
be holding you all night to keep my brothers away and we'll dance, eat and be
happy."
"What would make me very happy is if you can get me out
of this corset." I said smiling with him getting a very lecherous look on
his face, "Ya know you can really stir up my hormones and then you want me
to take that sexy thing off of you…" Robby was saying when I interrupted
him with a kiss, a very deep kiss. This time as I kissed him my visions didn't
return but my inner stirrings did increase. I felt him grow as he brought me
closer to him. I gently broke the kiss we shared but I knew my fears were still
around the corner waiting. He helped loosen the corset I was wearing feeling
that it was loose enough for me to handle, I shooed him from my dressing area.
Chapter 6
While I showered and dressed for the evening I counted my
blessings, many of us have different thoughts and notions into human sexuality.
Our society dictates the preconceived beliefs of there only being two sexes
male and female and for those sexes to reproduce. We know that nature makes
mistakes from the lower animals all the way to us. We see that in children born
with both sexes, we see the gays and lesbians and we see those that are transvestites
and crossdressers; then we have people like me the transsexual. Sure we all
suffer mentally, we all have secrets and desires but in the transsexuals case
we have an overwhelming desire to become that person and have the body we
visualize in our minds. Our road is long and winding generally uphill, with
steep hills on each side of the road that continually release boulders in our
path. We must dodge and overcome those boulders to achieve the cravings we
have. One of those boulders was my rape, I thought I was over the actions and
now I saw I wasn't. I buried that dastardly deed into my subconscious, which
was later awakened by a man. Thanks to Darla and the brief talks we had, when Tara
wasn't around, she explained the inner workings, the mysteries, the sensualness
and the sexiness of the female body.
Drawing up my legs the sheer bikini panties, I felt the
sensualness we spoke of, I felt that way with everything article of lingerie I
put on and shuddered in joy. It was always this way with me from the first time
I ever dressed. I drew up the sheer black pantyhose and shuddered at the
feeling of the nylon caressing my legs and molding them to a man's perfect
ideal of what a woman's legs should look like. Stepping into the short, black,
silkened half-slip the stirred feelings increased.
I sat at my makeup table and applied my makeup taking in all
the lovely perfumed smells, to prepare me for the evening ahead. Putting on my
dress I felt the fabric lovingly hug my womanly curves as it slid downward and
then increase, as I pulled up the back zipper. I looked into the full-length
mirror seeing that the dress accentuated my curves that I felt on my body. I
saw that the hem was three inches above my knees showing my accentuated legs.
The deep vee of the bodice showed the mounds of my womanly breasts and cleavage
that my breasts were held into the built-in bra cups and shelves. Sitting down
I stepped into my pumps, adjusted the slings at my heel, stood and walked back
to the mirror. I finally saw the woman I wanted to be, she was average in
height, her hair was upswept on her head, her makeup perfect and the dress,
hose and shoes made her look like a goddess. Putting on the glass beaded Bolero
Jacket only made the image look more refined, more elegant. I smiled at the
vision going to and filling my evening bag with just the bare essentials. I hit
all the spots with my perfume giving a little extra to behind the ears, the
neck, each breast and my cleavage. Checking myself once more I left the
dressing room and bedroom. Walking down the hallway I saw Robby came out from
the kitchen in his black evening tux, damn he looked good in it. I saw him
looking me over; his eyes widen, his lips having a smile of delight on them,
along with something else standing very tall and erect. He took my offered
hand, as I got closer to him, as I seductively swayed my hips when I walked. I
beguiled Robby, he said later to me, his eyes never left me as we walked to the
coat closet. He helped me into a long, black, wool coat that swept at my ankles
with a large shawl collar that could become a hood to cover my head. Robby held
my bag as I pulled on my tight, black, leather gloves. I saw the desire in his
eyes for me as he took in the finished product and image of me being all woman I
ever was in sensualness and sexiness.
He offered his arm to me that I took, after he put on his
topcoat with us walking out of the front door arm in arm. In the driveway stood
a limousine and it was huge with a chauffeur and a footman. The footman held the
door open with one hand and a bouquet of Roses in the other. Robby took the
flowers from him giving them to me and kissed my cheek. I sat down on the seat
and swung my legs into the car as the door closed, seeing the smiles of mom and
Tara sitting on the jump seats. The other door opened with Robby getting into
the car, sitting next to me and took my hand saying, "This has always been
a fantasy of mine to be in a limo with three beautiful women, but I never
thought it would be with my Mother-in-law, Sister-in-law or my wife to be. Oh
well, at least I'm surrounded by beauty." We all had a good laugh with me
crossing my legs with Robby watching my every move.
"Mom saw his reactions saying, "Robby dear, my
daughter is a delectable creature but you have the eyes of a very hungry,
lustful man, and you my dear daughter are a flirt."
"Momma, I think he wants to rip off her clothes and
ravage her senseless. Robby you had better be a gentleman with my sister or
I'll give you a wedgie and tie your underwear in knots." Tara said making
us all laugh including the driver and footman. We made or way slowly to the
restaurant as we spoke in generalities on the way.
We arrived at the restaurant and the limo stopped. The
footman and driver opened both doors helping us all out of the car. I realized
that I resembled Darla and Tara but when I saw them in the streetlights our
resemblance was even more pronounced. A young man and an older man came from
the restaurant and went to Mom and Tara and offered their arms to them that
they took with Robby saying the older man was his Uncle Vinnie, a widower and
his son Vinnie Junior, their dates for this evening. We let mom and Tara go
inside first; somehow I just knew that Robby's massive family was inside
waiting. My gut was full of flying butterflies as we walked and finally going
inside, when the applause erupted. Momma and Poppa came to us and kissed us
both with tears in their eyes from happiness. Luigi was in a black tux and
Momma was dressed in a black and Violet cocktail dress that showed her bosom
and curves well. I looked around seeing added tables with place settings and
candles, the lights were dimmed lower giving the already romantically styled
restaurant even more charm. The bar area was teeming with patrons and the libations
flowed, there was a band playing romantic music and the people were dancing to
the music.
Robby took my coat and returned to me, we were then escorted
to a table near the band and dance floor. Mom, Tara, their dates, Luigi and
Momma joined us at the table with Momma saying, "Darla, it's about time
these two kids stopped giving us heart attacks and saw the light." That
was our cue to leave the table and go to the buffet since I was beyond the
hungry stage. When we returned I heard them all talking with mom saying,
"I suppose so Maria, maybe we'll be grandmothers before we die." That
statement made us blush with Luigi saying, "Babies, Babies, is that all
you women think about? Look, we closed up the restaurant to celebrate the love
these two kids share, no more about the bambinos, when they're ready they'll
tell you." I almost choked; we had just started eating from our heaped
plates from the buffet that was set up. The food was beyond magnificent that we
had from it but then I began to speculate about the entire conversation that
they had while we were gone that I wasn't ready to hear.
Robby took my hand and asked me to dance with him after we
ate. I tried to say no but he was forceful and I was scared. I had never danced
in heels or had a man holding me close to him leading me around the dance
floor. Once I was in his arms I lost those inhibitions with my arms around his
neck as he led me around the dance floor. We danced through several songs
seeing that all at our table did also. When the music stopped on the last song
of the set Robby took me to where the musicians were at and got everyone's
attention. He got down on his knee and asked me to marry him. I wasn't too
happy about this situation, all I wanted was a make believe husband and here I
was going to get a real one. In order to keep the peace or the possibility of a
riot, I said yes with him placing the largest diamond engagement ring I had
ever seen on my left ring finger. I looked at it seeing each facet sparkling in
the dim lighting. I saw his smile and helped him stand with me kissing him,
tasting him and wanting him. When we broke the kiss we heard the cheers, the
clapping and the remarks from the ladies, with him softly saying, "I
promise, to love you forever Darling and I promise you my heart and no
pressure." I was close to blowing, no pressure! What in the hell was all
this? It sure as hell wasn't a dance at the local VFW post or the local high
school. I felt the emotion in him during his speech and from being next to me.
I knew this was the real deal and I was going to be in a wedding gown and
walking down the aisle real soon. I mentally kicked myself in the butt at this
realization and I was very close to running out the door as quick as I could in
my spiked heels. Then I thought about the old Brooke and what I had to do, I
had to make things right and this was just one of her many very fat and ugly
mistakes in her life.
Robby and I sat down at the table and a glass of wine was
put into our hands. Johnny was standing at our backs with him offering a toast
of long life and many babies to us. I tasted the wine getting a warm feeling
inside then thinking Robby is going to kill me for sure when I tell him the
truth, I'll be joining Brook either playing that harp, flying in a white gown
with feathery wings or shoveling the coal to stoke the furnace in my red suit
with a tail and horns. I began to panic once again and pushed the bile and fear
back to where it belonged. I was longing for the evening to end but alas it
didn't. I was trapped like a sewer rat in a cage and chewing at the bars of it
trying to get back to the sewers to live, to breed and be free. Damnit there's
that word again! Breed; screw, procreate they're all the same. Sorry but
without a vagina I was going to get the memorable baseball bat up the butt.
Robby had finally pulled me away from everyone thankfully
especially from the couple I was with. He was an old man that smelled from
garlic and smoked funny black, crooked cigars that smelled like old sneakers
burning. His wife was just as bad, smelling as bad as an old whore with all the
sickly sweet perfume she had on, trying to entice drunken sailors to her bed.
We walked through the kitchen and out the back door where a Limo waiting with
the door open. I quickly got inside seeing our coats but no mom or sis. Robby
got in, closed the door and the car started to move with me seeing one driver
and no footman with me saying, "Gee, a different car, different driver and
I bet you're going to try to seduce a woman that has been drinking heavily?"
"That's an idea but that wasn't on my mind dear. I just
wanted to be alone with you so we could talk." Robby said with me giggling
and saying, "Okay sweetheart it's either my house or my house? I just love
men in my bed especially men that are to be my husband." Robby told the
driver to take us home and to get Mom and Sis later at the prearranged pickup
time.
We arrived at the closed gate with Robby getting out of the
car pressing in the override code with the gate opening. We drove up the driveway
and stopped at the garage with him doing the same with the garage door opening.
I took our coats and left the car walking into the garage, as the door came
down, the lights turned on with Robby lifting me up and carrying me in his
arms. I kissed his neck, his ears and giggled as he carried me throwing our
coats into the living room with him carrying me into the bedroom. We shared a
kiss as we closed, locked the bedroom doors and dimmed the lights.
Our passions overloaded my common sense as he undressed me
to my bra, panties, pantyhose and heels and I took everything off of his body.
Damn it was a site to see him fully erect with me getting on my knees and me
pleasing my man orally with no inhibitions. I moaned in the pleasures I felt
growing as he primed me; to be truthful I was loose from all the wine I drank.
I was panting as he sucked on my breasts and kissing my body. Fortunately I had
some sense when he wanted to please me orally when I stopped him. I reminded
him that I was a virgin and that was for our wedding night as his gift. I saw
the disappointed look on his face with him going into the nightstand drawer and
removing a tube of K/Y jelly. Because of the rape and I had not had an AIDs
test, I insisted on him using a condom. He was so loving, tender and gentle
with me in the course of our lovemaking it was nothing at all like what that
hideous person had done that raped me. He used generous amounts of the
lubricant on himself and me, preparing me to receive him. Robby gently raised
my legs and kissed my toes, my feet, my ankles, my calves and my thighs as he
gently inserted himself into me. He kissed me and held my breasts gently to
take away from me the insertion pain. Once he was in me he slowly began his
rhythm and to build his pace. I was in heaven as I felt the effect of my orgasm
building as he went deeper into me. I moaned in my joys as he plunged ever so
deep into me. I kissed him anywhere I could with him doing the same to me. I
was to the point that I had my orgasmic sexual release as he filled me with his
seed. We kissed until his erection was lost and he withdrew with us both
collapsing onto the bed into each other's arms. It was then it hit me mentally
what I did and I began to cry with him holding me to him. I cried for what
seemed to be hours when we heard a light rapping on the door and mom asking if
everything was all right, I said yes, but she insisted we clean up and come to
the kitchen.
My lover picked me up from the bed, carrying me in his arms
to the bathroom and into the shower. He removed the pins from my hair letting
it down. He tenderly washed my body as I cried my tears while I tried to tell
him who I was, but my voice croaked. Robby placed a finger to my lips and
kissed me, telling me thank you and he loved me. I just knew that when I
finally told him the truth he'd flee. I wanted him to stay with me forever just
as he promised he would. I wanted Darla and Tara to stay with me forever too
but for protection. Robby turned off the water, picked me up and carried me
from the shower stall. He placed me gently onto the rug and dried my body and
then his own as I watched. I had never heard of a man being as considerate,
gentile and kind as he was being to me, but that would change when he was told
the truth.
Chapter 7
Robby had helped me into a nightgown, robe and slippers with
him doing the same, with us going to the kitchen as he lovingly held me to him.
Mom and Tara were seated at the table when Tara stood, went to the back door,
turned the key in the deadbolt lock and took the key. Mom motioned for us to
sit-down when Tara slid closed the kitchen doors and locked them. Mom went and
brought us hot chocolate as Tara sat down and mom came back with the steaming
mugs placing them in front of us saying, "Brooke do you want to tell Robby?"
"Mom. Brooke doesn't have to tell me she was raped I
know. I love her so much all I want to…"
"Robby Darling, yes I was raped before I became the new
Brooke." I said as I took his hand with him saying, "I'm confused,
sure you changed, but for the better I'd say." From that point on I told
him the story, the entire story. How I felt and what I felt for him, mom and
Tara. His face was impassive at first, he then removed his hand from mine and
once again then took my hand into his, as I unwrapped my truthful tale with mom
and Tara nodding their agreement to my words with him saying, "You took
Brooke's place to find her murderer? Why? You could have gone anywhere with
everything you had."
"Sure but I felt it was and is my responsibility, I
feel as if I've been guided by her, even coming here. Mom knew right away, Sis
has big ears and found out by they intercom listening to us talk. I didn't try
to deceive you; I fell in love with you tonight, maybe the first time I met
you. I never had anyone next to Mom and Tara care for me as all of you have.
That man that raped me was savage and brutal as he beat me and made do those
things. I bled for days and cried for days and months from my pain in that
Tender's shack as I cleaned it up trying to forget. Robby please don't be angry
with me, you were loving to me, as we spent our time together. I am Brooke now
and will be forever or at least until I find her remains or find out what
happened."
"Damnit I screwed a seventeen year old boy that has
tits and wears dresses and heels!" Robby said angrily removing his hand
from mine with mom saying, "No Robby you made love to a twenty two year
old woman that is my daughter and Tara's sister. Let me ask you this, are you
confused about your sexuality?"
"Not hardly, but…"
"Not hardly huh, you're sure acting like it! Brooke is
going to have her surgery after this case. The old Brooke was a spoiled brat
that would do anything to get her way and we know she did with her uncle and
after a great deal of thinking about it, her father also. She might have
screwed them vaginally, but I doubt it. I was appalled but the incestuous
relationship she had that our new Brooke theorized about. I thought about my
own husband and how she had a hold on him. Robby, our Brooke needs you…"
"Robby have I ever lied to you? No! Mom, Sis and I have
leveled with you. You know how the bitch was; she had no idea what love was.
She used you and everyone, to get her way. I believe Sis and…"
"Why in the hell are you both protecting this
creature?" Robby said angrily with mom forcefully saying, "Robby,
she's my daughter and I swore to take her secret to my grave and so did Tara.
Are you so blind or dense that you can't remember how many times that you sat
with me at the kitchen table when the bitch made you cry and mentally hurt you?
Think of what this child sitting next to you has gone through; Disowned by her
parents thrown out of her home, being raped multiple times, beaten, denied help
by a system that is supposed to help people, living from day to day not knowing
if you'll eat, getting food from dumpsters, living above a Bridge in an
abandoned shack and then her windfall.
The day the bitch died I felt something was wrong just as I
felt when my husband died. This young woman has brought me back to life from
the depression I hid from everyone. She shows unrequited love to Tara, you and
I. She gave herself to you willingly and you took her willingly. Damnit, wake
up Robby! We're taking her to her bed and then going to our beds. Whether you
join her or not is your decision but I want you to remember all our words and
your stupidity tonight." Tara opened the doors of the kitchen with Mom
walking me to my bed, getting me into it after getting me out of my robe and
slippers and kissed me softly saying, "He'll be in bed shortly with you.
Sweetheart, if you love him he's all yours." Both she a Tara kissed me and
walked from the bedroom, pulling the door closed. I shut my eyes and cried
softly for what I thought were hours when I felt the bed covers rise and the
bed move. I felt a body next to me with arms bringing me closer to that body
that was in my bed and Robby's voice saying, "Brooke Honey, I swear to you
that no one will ever know. My friend the doctor and his wife will help us and
keep quiet. I do love you; it's just my pride that got in the way like mom
said. I only ask that nothing ever be brought up about tonight's discussion
ever again." Robby then kissed me as I fell asleep in his arms.
I was the first to wake up as usual Robby was still holding
me. When I moved he woke up, smiled and kissed me saying, "How's my
beautiful wife this lovely morning? "
"Ah, fine and you?"
"Darling I think we'll make it to our fiftieth wedding
anniversary. I have to give it to Pop, he said to keep a marriage from going
sour you never have secrets, never go to bed angry, hold each other and make
love a countless times during the day and night." He then kissed me with
more passion then the night before. That morning he proved his love to me and I
demonstrated it to him, but I made him wear a condom. We verified that morning
what Poppa said was correct in what he told his son.
I showered after we made love while he went back to sleep, I
have to admit I tired him out. I was happy that we told Robby the truth, as I
just couldn't live with that type of lie on my conscience. I had just finished
my shower and was bent over when I felt his hands cupping my breasts and my
butt being probed. I stood up smiling and turned to him as he kissed me saying,
"I missed you in bed so I got up. You know I did a great deal of soul
searching and I came to the conclusion that I love you."
"Yes dear, I felt it in my crack and I love you too.
Now I have to get dressed and you, I want freshly scrubbed." I said with
him saying, "I'm calling Frankie and Angela, you need to talk to her and
need to be checked out by him."
I panicked as he said that with me saying, "He'll tell
everyone!"
"Nope, because mom is coming too. Mom and I spoke to
them after mom put you to bed and you have to have those tests done. Frankie
called me names I never heard before and then Angie ripped my ass apart, and
that my dear wife was called a rude awakening. You need to get dressed and
after we eat we are leaving for the doctors office. Ah… Darling, Mom told me
you bought your wedding gown for the wedding so my dear I will ask you again,
will you please marry me?" I nodded I would and kissed Robby putting all
my heart and soul into that kiss. We broke our kiss and embrace and I went into
the dressing room singing as he showered with him singing also.
After seeing all the choices I had, I had finally made my
decisions putting on a laced, teal, bra and panty set, suntanned pantyhose, a
teal full slip, a black twill, A-lined skirt and vest along with a teal angora
sweater. I did my hair up in a ponytail with bangs and did my makeup subtly. I
added black three-inch, high-heeled, calf length boots and put on my gold
jewelry and looked at my engagement ring and smiled going to my mirror. Nothing
I wore was sexy but it looked good and was functionally warm for winter.
I went from our room into the kitchen and began to prepare
breakfast for all of us with it being OJ, waffles, sausage, and bacon.
Breakfast was nearly finished when Mom, Tara and Robby entered. Mom and Tara
kissed me and helped set the table and bring the food to it. When I sat down
Robby leaned over and kissed me with Mom saying, "My, my aren't we the
love birds today?"
"Mom you need a man, badly." I said smiling with
mom saying, "I was fine until last night and then this morning I was going
mad when I heard all those moans of pleasure."
"Why don't you call Uncle Vinnie and go out, you seemed
to like the guy and he is free." Robby said with mom saying, "I did,
I mean I do like him…"
"Hey Sis, moms stuttering, changing her mind and she
can't sit still. I'd say wet panties are the problem." Tara said with mom
indignantly saying, "They are not wet, just normally soggy. Damnit we have
a date tonight if my nosy daughters and my son-in-law must know."
"Mom, you're human too, enjoy life. Think about what
I've gone through yet I'm still alive. After all, I have all of you to
massively love and I still have the investigation, surgery and a wedding to go
through. " I said with mom saying, "Oh crap! We have to start planning…"
"Darling, maybe we should elope?" Robby said
seriously with me giving him that look of all wives and girlfriends give their
men that say the wrong things and saying, "Oh no, in church and at the
altar, I don't want to get on momma's bad side. Mom, I trust your judgment
implicitly. But why did you tell Robby I bought my gown? If he finds it and
looks at it that's bad luck."
'I'm sorry dear it slipped and I moved it. I love it and
your trousseau." Mom said with Tara chiming in saying, "It's
gorgeous, when I get married could I use it?"
"You bet Sis, we'll save it for you. I only intend to
use it once and that's to marry Robby." I said as Robby took my hand and
held it.
The breakfast meal was good but the company was better with
the family banter at its peak. We all worked together to get the kitchen back
in order. We all got our coats and the girls their purses, went to my Caddy
with me giving the keys to Robby to drive it.
After about fifteen minutes we arrived at a high-rise
building, parked the Caddy and walked to the building. Inside the high-rise we
took the elevator to the fifth floor, got off and walked down the hallway. I
was frightened to the point of running away, but Robby held my hand too
tightly. He opened a door for us and nearly pushed me inside to the waiting
room. There was a young woman that was in her thirties with a pixie cut, blond
hair and blue eyes that greeted all of us when an olive skinned hunk that had
dreamy bedroom eyes came in and kissed the woman, gave Robby a handshake. He
then came out of the reception area and kissed us girls. Frankie took my hand
with mom following making Robby wait with Tara.
First the hunk drew my blood, took my vitals and then I was
in an exam room and stripped of my dignity, when the hunk came in and shut the
door with him saying, "Are you sure you want to marry Robby? Now we know a
few doctors…"
"Doctor Frankie, Robby will do just fine for me. Mom
told you everything I assume?"
"The name is Frankie to my friends and yep, she sure
did and anything that is said to us isn't going anywhere Brooke. All your med
history is here but anything else won't be. Sweetheart to us you are a normal
twenty-one year old female by the name of Brooke Jaime Andrews anything after
that we'll wing it." Frankie said and then gave me the most thorough
physical of my life and asking the most personal of questions, which I answered
and blushed at while he laughed. He took off my prosthetic vagina and examined
me. He made some notes and looked at me saying, "Sweetheart, for all the time
on the streets you're in fantastic shape and have the body of the goddesses.
Your breast exam was good; you have no prostate that I could feel, an infantile
penis and no testes. You did a good job with the hormones but now you have me,
besides I need the money. Angie is doing the blood workup and then you get to
talk to her. Oh, we took blood from the goof out in the waiting room. If
everything is okay I'll give you the okay to get a marriage license, I still
don't know what any woman would see in him. Mom you have a fine healthy girl on
your hands and Brooke, please be careful with that case you're on."
I was off the table and ran to the bathroom voiding myself
of the stuff Frankie used in me feeling naked without the prosthetic I had
become accustomed to it. I was headed back to the exam room when Angie saw me
she smiled and said, "Hey cutie, let's talk while you get dressed. Ya know
your mother, sister and Robby are worried about you? You went through hell but
they all want to help."
"I heard you gave Robby an enema last night?" I
said with Angie saying, "We both did, two bags worth, he deserved it and
more after what we were told." Angie said giggling with me saying, "I
don't know about that, all I can say is that he was kind, loving and gentile
with me. Robby figured it out by himself that I was raped. I told mom the other
day." I said as we entered the exam room with Angie saying, "We know,
hi Darla, this cutie and I met in the hall. Her results are she's a little low
on the estrogen, AIDs and STD free, she's not anemic, blood levels are good and
Frankie is writing the okay for them to get married." Mom kissed me on the
forehead and sighed relief to what Angie said.
We spoke as friends with mom bringing Tara and Robby into
the room and then Frankie joined us as I told the story of my short life. Robby
held me close to him with tears in his eyes with Angie, Mom, Tara and Frankie
joining in on the tears. Frankie was the first to speak when I completed
speaking by saying, "Sweetheart you survived but I think the person you
are going after might have a friend or two. The guy or guys could be a
psychopathic murderer, Robby you better stay close to your wife or answer to
all the guys and our wives if you don't. Johnny and the guys love this girl and
the wives and kids think she is the best thing ever to happen to the Maggio
family. When Angie and I met her at the party she was and is the perfect woman
for your Sicilian butt and we still do. So she can't conceive you can adopt, I
get many women that want to give up their babies. We can help her become whole
and for a baby for both Grandmas to spoil. We can help her look pregnant to
fool everyone. When the birth mother comes in to deliver so does Brooke and
Brooke has the birth certificate saying she's the mother and you moron, as the
daddy."
"But the child has to look like us right?" I said
with Angie saying we have all the information on both of you that we need. Now
bend over and Frankie will give you a shot that has some vitamins and your
hormones."
"Keep taking those pills, eat well and keep the meals
balanced and do take a vitamin supplement. Mom I want Brooke back every month
so we can make sure she's doing what she should." Frankie said as I bent
over and received the injection in my butt and Robby whistled evilly. I
redressed while Angie, Frankie and mom went out of the room.
Tara was contemplative as I dressed with me saying,
"Having second thoughts about me as your sister?" She looked at me
saying, "Oh no, I was just wondering what it would be like to be an
aunt."
"Let's see now, babysitting, changing diapers, feeding
the baby, laundry and helping your sister with everything. The most important
thing is to hold and love the child." I said smiling as I finished
dressing, put the prosthetic in my purse with Tara saying, "Gladly Sis,
but the wedding is first."
"No Sis, catching a murderer is first. When I leave I
want you to call me everyday and I want to hear about your day. One more thing,
I lost my panties last night and this morning, but you had better keep those
frillys on those sweet cheeks of yours. I don't want you to beat me in becoming
a mother, got it?" I said as I took Tara's hand with us smiling as we left
the room going toward front desk. Everyone was there with me getting a hug and
a kiss from Angie and Frankie with Frankie handing me a large package saying,
"That's from Angie and me as an engagement gift to you both. Honey, we
know you have a quest, but we want you safe and coming back to us. If you have
problems or just want to talk, call us. Robby already programmed your cellphone
with all of our numbers. After this case your on is over, we'll get you
whole." I gave them both a kiss and so did mom and Tara with Robby giving
them both a hug and adding a kiss to Angie.
Curiosity was getting the best of me as we made our way to
the Caddy. We all got in and as the engine warmed I open the huge box. I
removed the ribbon and the paper carefully and open the box to find a sheer
black négligée; black satin mules along with
a satin robe for me with Satin PJs,
and a robe for Robby. At the bottom of the box were six boxes of Anal-Eze and a note for me. I chuckled as
I saw the boxes and handed the large box to mom while I read the note that was
from Angie. It was a reminder to call her at least once a week and for us to
enjoy sex and screw like rabbits. I handed the note to mom telling Robby what
was in the box and what the note said with him laughing calling them perverts
but good friends.
Chapter 8
We arrived home, parking the Caddy in the garage and mom had
an appointment with the realtor to sell her house. Tara wanted to go with her
to bring her clothes and anything else she needed with mom agreeing. Robby took
our box with us walking them to Mom's Caddy. We both watched as they went down the
driveway and we went inside the house through the garage.
As we went into the house Robby wanted to play and I
explained to him I needed to work. I hung up my jacket in the front closet,
went into the bedroom and took off my boots, skirt and slip putting on dark
blue corduroys, the angora sweater I had on and black Mary Janes with a
two-inch heel. I reapplied my lipstick and went to the computer on the desk,
booting it up. Gazing through her files I found the journal entries before her
disappearance and made copious notes. I then found her report files and managed
to copy her expressive style and proficiency in her written reports. After an
hour I had the missing reports completed along with one that she was in the
process of writing, embellishing some parts of all of them.
I read them over several times, faxing them along with
emailing them all to Warren, also stating silently, thinking I wanted to meet
with him. Sometimes you have to meet people to get a feel of what they wanted.
I opened the file case I had taken, finding then opening the file of Claudia
Michelle Gardi-Horst, thirty-five years of age, no children, one sister,
Winifred Gardi, thirty years of age the beneficiary. Claudia was a socialite
within the community, she came from money from farming and investments, she
inherited it all and married Winston, Thirty years of age, married ten years to
Claudia with no money to speak of, a self employed licensed stock broker and
investment counselor and he disappeared.
The warnings went off in my mind just as my cellphone rang
in my purse. I went to my purse and dug it out answering it after seeing it was
Delta Insurance calling me.
"That's good work Brooke…"
"Warren did anyone check Winston's Shortfalls in his
trading? Or check the Sister out?" I asked with Warren saying, "Not
according to the file, I'll call my SEC contact and have the records checked
for the last five years. We'll do a BCI on the sister."
"That will work, send me the reports by email. Have the
attorneys read over the Will and see what Claudia's net worth was and have them
have the state cops get the bank records by subpoena. Boss, I need to see you
tomorrow." I said with Warren saying, "Sure, is seven AM okay? Just remember that the policy was for ten million, she died in a car accident and
there was a double indemnity rider for accidents. That's one helluva payout!
Our deal was for you to catch the bum and you get two million cash. I'll see
you in the morning, the building will be clear I'll tell the front desk when I
come in that your coming and to let you up."
"That's fine, just one more thing, did Claudia's body
have a post mortem and toxicology screen done? If not I think the body needs to
be exhumed."
"Not that I can see and we can't exhume, she was
cremated at Tooms Funeral Home. I think this guy Tooms is a golfing buddy of
Winston." Warren said with me saying, Yeah and an accessory to murder. I
have to get into that crematorium when I get back. Boss I'll see you tomorrow,
now be a good boy."
"Do I have a choice? Marci would cut me off or them
off, if I wasn't." Warren said with me disconnecting when I looked up and
saw Robby standing in the doorway with me saying, "I suppose you heard the
conversation?" I had decided not to say what the fee would be along with
some of the conversation I had.
"Why yes I did and may I say that you are good, very
good. You have superb knowledge, so you think the funeral director is involved
too?"
"Possibly, What better way to get rid of a body? Damn
what a way to go, burning to death, if she was alive. Darling, do you know if
she skied?" I asked Robby with him saying, "No but we can ask Mom
that one, why?"
"In her belongings I found several ski suits, boots,
underwear and outerwear to keep warm and dry from the elements, like maybe for
doing a stakeout outside. I found no skis and no poles. Do you know if there's
a specialized shop locally that sells specialized surveillance equipment?"
"Sure, The Electronics Den and what they don't have
they can order. We went to school with the owner, Denny Moss. I bought some
things from him before to help Pop out."
"Good we need to go there, we need cameras both 35mm
and Digital, another laptop for my husband and several desktops for here and
our other home. I need to find out who installed the toys in this, the other
house and the Caddy and get alarm systems."
"That sounds like another shopping trip to me?"
Robby said with me closing the file, standing and going to him giving him a
kiss. You know, I simply must remember that men are certainly a curious beast.
If you show them affection you wind up on your back or on your knees, sometimes
both. However besides the rug burns, a woman is rewarded with the warmth, the
love and seed of her man. That was the case with me and I was in paradise as we
layed next to each other in bed. I was never so happy and I told Robby my
thoughts, my very private thoughts when he asked me saying, "Honey, do you
really want children?"
"I know you do and what you want, I want. I never gave
much thought about children until we went to Frankie and Angie. Even Tara was
wondering what it would be like to be an aunt. If and when that time comes I
want to be like mom, but if you start playing the field I know where there's a
good crematorium that might be available." I said as we kissed when there
was a soft knock on the bedroom door. I covered us up and said to come in.
Mom opened the door walked inside and closed it saying,
"I can't leave you children alone for five minutes without you having drop
your frillys and have your ways with each other, can I?"
"Gee mother, it just kinda happened…"
"That's a likely story, I signed the papers and the
house is on the market. While Tara and I walked through the house we realized
it was time to start fresh. We're taking some of the things and our clothes but
anything else stays or gets thrown out. We'll stay here with you but when the
time comes and you decide to adopt kids, we'll leave."
"One thing, make sure that once the house is sold that
the money from the sale is invested. Mom I think I can speak for us, Brooke and
I want you both to stay as long as you like. We just spoke about children and I
think when the time comes we can add onto the house or find a larger one. Tara
is going to find a guy and she'll probably move on but you'll always have space
here, unless of course you marry Uncle Vinnie." Robby said with mom
saying, "That's sweet, thanks, Oh Crap! I have to get ready, I have a date
with him and Junior is coming over to keep Tara company."
"Oh really and you intend for us to be the chaperones?
I guess we could do that; we have to go get some things for the farmhouse and
could take the kids with us. I have a meeting with Warren at seven AM and he'll meet my husband." I said smiling with mom saying, "That poor
man is in for a shock to his system, I suggest you dress ultra feminine and
Robby in a suit."
"Sure mom a pink corset with no blouse under a suit
jacket and a mini skirt, fishnet hose, no panties and five inch heels." I
said giggling with mom saying, "I said ultra feminine, not walking the
streets for a John. If you wear a getup like what you described then we'll have
to call the paramedics because he'll have a heart attack, while Robby makes
love to you on the desk, although it would be kinda interesting."
"I dunno mom I think she'd look good in it but then she
looks good in anything or even nothing."
"Such flattery, Darling you are about to lose your
panties again. But that getup sounds luscious to land a man in my bed,
especially with all that lingerie I have thanks to my daughter and I have just
the suit and pumps. Oh and if you hear any moaning from my room tonight stuff
cotton in your ears and keep the kids separated and tied up, like in ropes with
knots. We'll have two more staying for breakfast probably." Mom said
giggling as she left the room making us laugh.
Robby got me out of the bed for a shower. We showered, he
shaved and I put on my makeup and clean white bra, panties and pantyhose then
we dressed in the clothes we had on before. While I pulled on my sweater I thought
of everything we needed when Robby came into the room with me saying,
"Darling, is the Electronics Den the only place to get specialized items
locally. I mean she wasn't dumb by any means, she had those ski suits and I
think they were going to be used to watch her prey." I said with Robby
saying, "If she bought anything, Denny knows because he sold it to her, he
doesn't let his staff sell that type of stuff." We kissed briefly, had
something to eat and drink in the kitchen, cleaned up and found Tara watching
television in the Rec Room. I grabbed her hand; we all got our jackets and went
to the Caddy. I had Robby drive as we got in and had Tara call Vinnie Junior to
meet us outside.
On the way to pick up Junior I noticed the sky was clear,
sunny and cold. I heard the news briefly that they were forecasting some snow
or freezing rain. Well if it came the Caddy has four-wheel drive or we'll just
have to make do, maybe spend the day in bed. Now that was a pleasant thought.