Revenge of the Mommies

by Lorraine B.
© 2002 All Rights Reserved

 

My household has been blissfully quiet lately, a change for my sanity. My husband has been more attentive to my wants and needs as well as for our children's wants and needs. Joe has always been there for our two daughters and me but does tend to ignore our only son. I try to help Carroll and support him in his endeavors as I do for all of our children. He has the potential to become a gifted chemist.

Carroll at age seventeen (the second oldest) is slight for his age and not what you would call masculine though he is handsome. However, his father is very masculine and athletic. However, Joe has a face only I could love. Joe is as bald as a vulture yet Carroll has long, thick brunette hair like mine. His father and I both gave him his dark eyes and olive skin. All of the kids shared in their great looks from me I would assume. I am the quintessential example of the very proud mother.

It was not always peaceful in our home; in fact, it was a warzone. Patricia and Lisa always degraded Carroll to the point of flowing tears. It has always been Joe's way to be always taking the girls' side in every argument with me in the middle of the foray.

This was a sore spot with me that caused Joe to sleep many nights on the couch in the family room or the den. It also hurt me deeply that we had to argue about the kids or get involved in their petty arguments.

It was so bad in fact that two years ago we sent Patricia and Lisa to a private school. In order to send them to that school and to help in the expenses I had returned back to work as an Administrative Assistant in a physician's office. My workdays were long and tiring, but we needed the extra money and I needed my sanity returned to me. Besides I wanted my husband's loving.

The months flew by without any problems; even the summer was grand for our entire family. I was at peace with the world until one Friday I came home early from work. I was to start a four-day weekend, as I had to use my compensatory time I had accrued. I had to use it or lose it; or so they say.

I went into the house from the attached garage taking my shoes off as I entered the house. Oh, that felt so good to my feet and me. I briefly massaged them to get the feeling back and the blood flowing again. That was when I heard the unmistakable sounds of two people making love. I always thought that I was loud in bed but the noises I heard could start an avalanche in any snow covered mountain range.

The noises seemed to originate from the family room. My curiosity was increased. Ever so slowly and quietly, I crept toward the sounds of lust. My curiosity conquered my common sense. I knew my girls were not home as they were both in school. My mind focused on Joe and Carroll.

If he were cheating, I would kill him. I'd cut it off! If it were Carroll, I would ground him for life. My anger was at its peak! I had fire in my eyes and smoke came from my ears.

Ever so slowly, I made my way through the dining room and living room to eventually come to the sunken family room. What I saw shocked me to my very core.

There were two people making love on my couch. On my couch! How dare they! The boy was Carroll's best friend and our neighbor Alex. The girl had her legs up very high and had them wrapped around Alex receiving him. She seemed to be enjoying every thrust Alex made as she sounded close to climax asking for more. I saw her hips move in time with his rhythm rocking motion and enjoying her receivership. I continued to watch in shock that this was being done in my house. This was my house and not some Lover's Lane! There were no submarine races here! How dare they!

Finally, they both climaxed. I watched intently as they kissed and held each other lovingly to share their ending to their sexual romp. I am not a voyeur and not into that type of activity, I was very offended and thoroughly pissed. This boy wasn't even my child! This is my house, my home!

I had to admit that Alex was a god in his own right. He was the opposite of Carroll, tall, muscular, and now very dead. He was going to get his comeuppance and so was his little harlot girlfriend. The audacity of those kids! When I was through with him, I'll give him to his mother!

"Ummmmm……Excuse me for interrupting your roll in the hay or shall I say, on my couch." I said softly and calmly but sarcastically.

Alex was up from the couch in a burst of speed grabbing his pants first, followed by his girlfriend that stood behind him trembling in fear from being caught. I saw her re-buttoning and pulling her clothes to some similarity of order. I felt sorry for them but they had used my house and my couch for their assignation. Their asses were mine!

"Sweetheart, please stand next to Alex and take your medicine as a woman should." I said in a no nonsense tone of voice.

Slowly she moved to Alex's side. I assumed she was very pretty as she stood wearing my hot pink suit, white satin jabot blouse, tan hose and my hot pink open-toed four-inch sling-back pumps. Her head was lowered with her hair braided as she stood. I saw that all the jewelry she wore was mine too. The audacity of this little trollop! I was betting she was wearing my underwear too! However, without looking at her face she had a very nice body. Nevertheless, she was wearing my clothes! My clothes damnit!

"Alex get dressed please. Little girl go use the powder room, clean yourself up and repair your makeup. Do not leave a lovetrail either missy."

Since there was no bath in the family room, she had to pass me. Ever so slowly, she walked toward me after retrieving her, my pink-laced panties from the floor. I noticed she was very graceful in her mannerisms and the fluidity of her walk. I wished my daughters where as graceful as this girl was. She also looked very familiar. Suddenly the light went on in my brain; OhMyGod, it was Carroll! My son! I said nothing as Carroll passed me going to the powder room. I was speechless! I was angry! I was so confused! What the hell was going on with my son?

"Darling, get cleaned up, leave your clothes on and come back here." I said when she or he passed me.

"Alex please sit and wait for Carroll to return." I said.

"Ah………You recognized her, huh?"

I nodded that I did before I went quickly to the telephone and called Phyllis, Alex's mother and my closest friend.

"Phyllis. Could you please come over? We have a slight problem, more like a situation."

All she said was that she would be right over and hung up.

When I had returned, both Carroll and Alex were seated on the couch they had both christened in their throws of passion. They sat very close to each other and Alex had his arm around Carroll's shoulder protectively. Alex was the boyfriend protecting and reassuring his girlfriend. Carroll was still shaking nervously.

"Ah…… mother, can we talk please." Carroll said sounding just like my other daughters did. My Lord she sounded like them too but looked more like me.

I heard the door open with Phyllis saying, "Judy what's wrong? Are the boys alright?"

"Come to the family room and yes the kids are fine." I yelled out.

"If they're okay then why…………Oh Shit!"

"Since when did you have a third daughter?" She asked surprised looking directly at Carroll.

I then explained what I had seen when I had come home, Neither of us had looks of disgust but we were dumbfounded.

Carroll and Alex had been friends for many years all through Grammar School and now High School. Never once had we thought that they might be Gay or questioned their association.

As I said there was never any indication they were gay during all those years. I had seen many persons in the stages of transition over the years working in a doctor's office. Was it possible that Carroll needed it? I had never realized my son wanted to become me daughter. It tore me apart the he or she was what was referred to as Transgendered.

"Okay so tell us. We want to hear it all and we want the truth." I said

"This better be good!" Phyllis said.

"Ah………mom…….Alex……and I…… are lovers. We've loved each other for years. We decided to be with each other for all our lives." Carroll said after relaxing a bit.

"Personally I think you are too young to make that decision. Okay, are you saying to us you've both done this before? But why my clothes?"

"We're not too young and yes mother we have. I've been wearing your clothes for several years. Patricia and Lisa's clothes are either too tomboyish, slutty or too tight. I want to be just like you, mom. I want it all, love, dating, boyfriend, husband, children, sex, everything." Carroll said on the verge of tears. Her anguish and determination was very evident.

"Well that explains a great deal. I've been blaming your sisters for wearing my clothes and using my makeup. I should be flattered but…………Carroll, I just don't know. How do I tell your father? What about your sisters? How about the family?" I said confused.

"Alex what do you have to say? We've heard Carroll, now what about you?" Phyllis said calmly.

"Mom, we do love each other and always have. I think that Carroll has said it all." Alex said.

"Have either of you given any thought as to the attitudes of the people you go to school with? Or some of the bigots in this town? How about our feelings?" Phyllis said.

"Most of our close friends know and respect us. The ones that don't know might not suspect. I think that most of the school knows or suspects.

Carroll was attacked once but the football team and others came to her aid. We’re sorry for what we did, I guess we thought we would never get caught."

"So when were you going to spring this on us? It seems everyone knows but us, your parents. Carroll I'm disappointed I always thought we could speak about anything. I am your mother after all." I said.

"Mother, we were going to tell you but………I wasn't ashamed or embarrassed…….I was frightened." Carroll said.

"Frightened, of me? Of your father?" I asked.

"Of both daddy and my sisters, but I know both Patty and Lisa know about us. They don't like hearing about Alex and me. I know that you and daddy have no secrets, so I would be dead meat."

"Mom, I do love Carroll and she loves me." Alex said.

We were at a loss for words. I didn't know what to say. My daughters are bigots? My son transgendered? It would seem that everyone knows of these two but their parents don't.

"Alex, please go home and wait for your mother. Carroll please wait here for me to call you. We need to talk more. Phyllis and I need to talk first before we speak to you and your fathers."

Alex went home after kissing Carroll in front of us. Phyllis and I went to the kitchen to discuss this matter further between us. Carroll stayed in the family room and sweat for my return or to be called.

"Did you watch those two? They were no different then us in our younger days. The only thing missing was the back seat of a car or a blanket on the grass." Phyllis said.

"Yeah, but those are two boys. My son is wearing my clothes and was being made love to by your son. How do I tell Joe?" I said as I buried my head into my hands.

"Judy, I know it was a shock, this is a situation that we must all be calm, patient, coherent and collective. Carroll is beautiful; she looks just like you. Carroll needs to find herself, as we all had to do. I think you should get her cleaned up and present her to Joe. Perhaps give her a taste of what it’s like to be a woman. Don't treat her as a girl but as a young woman.

Why don't you have Carroll work with you at the office after school? Alex normally has to help at my parent's hardware store, so that will keep him busy." Phyllis said after pouring us both coffee.

As I drank the coffee, I mulled over what Phyllis said. That would work possibly. Perhaps if Carroll were treated as a woman she might revert to my loving son. No matter what the outcome, Carroll was my child and I loved Carroll.

"Will you help me? I'll arrange it with the school and if she is serious about her status, I know my boss Dr. Terris will help her too."

"Sure I'll help and I think she is more serious than we might think." Phyllis said as she took my hand into hers to reassure me.

"Carroll, please come into the kitchen." I yelled.

I heard the soft, short footsteps falling upon the rug and then the familiar sounds that high heels make on the hardwood floors. My Lord, her footsteps sounded so soft and feminine, I thought. Carroll entered the room and stood in the doorway nervously.

"Sweetheart, pour yourself a cup of coffee or get a cola and join us please." I said.

Phyllis and I watched Carroll closely as she walked to where the coffeepot was, pouring the hot liquid into a cup and came to the table. She placed the cup down on the table, withdrew the chair and sat making sure her skirt was tucked under her. She then placed her hands into her lap. By every action I saw, it was me or should I say it was a woman and not a faux woman or gay impersonator. Oh Lord, I have a third daughter!

"Carroll, before I have words with your father, I need some answers. Okay?"

Carroll nodded her head to signify yes.

"If given the chance to be a woman would you? That means not sexually but dress, school, home, work and family responsibilities." I asked.

"Oh yesssss, mother. I would even have the surgery to fulfill my dream today. Work? Yes if I had a job." Carroll said excitedly.

"How do you feel the kids in school will react to you?"

"Mother I have been going through hell for years at home and school. I've always felt I was a girl and never a boy. When you dressed up my sisters, I always wished I were included.

Do you remember when I was six; I was at home due to a very bad cold and fever. I asked if nature ever made mistakes when making boys and girls, you said it was possible. Well mother, I am that mistake. I wanted dolls instead of trucks. I wanted dresses instead of suits. I wanted to be pretty. I wanted my hair styled and set. I wanted everything feminine! I would rather die then to be a boy! I have even thought heavily of that alternative." Carroll said through her tears.

I was once again in shock to Carroll's words. My child confessed she would rather commit suicide then to remain male, Why didn’t I watch my children closer as they grew? How do I protect my child? What were the warning signs? Carroll is a she and not a he. She is transgendered!

This was the happiest I had seen Carroll in such a long time. She was at peace with herself, happy and confident, as a young woman should be at her age. I could not let her suffer as she had been doing.

"Okay, here are the rules dear. You will be reregistered at school, after you see Dr. Terris, as a girl. No boys in the house, not even Alex unless an adult is present. Curfew is at 10pm on weekdays and midnight on Friday and Saturday nights. You are to tell us where you are going and with whom. No single dates and no car dates.

You will maintain your grades in school and work with me in the office after school. The school will be advised that you have a job in my office with me. You will wear proper business attire at school and the office that includes suits, hose and heels. You will be feminine at all times!

You will help me with all household chores including cooking, cleaning, laundry, and shopping. You may dress casually while at home.

Above all, you will abstain from all sexual activity. You will conduct yourself as a young woman at all times. You will also address Phyllis and George as Mother Phyllis and Father George.

Are we clear on all items?"

"But Alex?"

"No buts, do you agree?"

"Yes mother, I do."

"Okay dear. I want you to go cleanup yourself by taking a bath in my bedroom. Place the suit you're wearing into the dry cleaning bag and your undergarments into the laundry.

Call me when you're ready to get dressed.

By the way, you look beautiful. Your hair, makeup, clothes and mannerisms are perfect." I said as I kissed Carroll on her cheek.

She quickly exited the room going to my room to do as she was told. I smiled at Phyllis but I was still confused. Did I do the right thing for Carroll? I had to call Dr. Terris.

"That was the hardest thing I have ever done Phyllis. I feel as if I killed my son. I have to call Dr. Terris and I still have to tell Joe. I'm so drained of all my emotions. I almost lost it when I saw it was Carroll with Alex. I had to remain calm but now I just don't know if this is the right thing I did."

"Hon, What could you do, rant and rave like an unstable woman? What you did was legitimate in my eyes otherwise; you might have had a dead child on your conscience.

I have to go and deal with Alex and George yet. Oh fun times are coming. I have to tell George and our parents just as you have to do. Oh Lord, in laws!"

"Thanks! I'll be an in law if our kids do what they're planning. Sure and I have two daughters to tell yet along with everything else."

"Sorry but you're more like a sister."

"Now that's a complement I can handle."

Phyllis and I spoke more until Carroll yelled to me that she was ready.

Phyllis and I hugged as she left to attend to the matters at her house. I slowly walked to Joe's and my room to be greeted by Carroll wrapped in a towel around her body and one wrapped around her hair. It was then that I noticed the two outlined bumps on her chest. She also had a small waist, large hips and the rounded butt of a young woman. Her legs were gorgeous as she stood waiting. I was speechless as I surveyed her covered body. OhMyGod, Carroll was more woman than I imagined, unless the towel was a deception. I think she is very serious about being a woman, my intuition screamed at me.

I went and retrieved the necessary lingerie for my daughter from my dresser.

"Okay dear, drop the towel." I said as I handed her a pair of black high cut satin panties.

When the towel fell I almost fainted. Carroll did have breasts and an hourglass figure just as the towel suggested. No wonder she wore my bras as her breasts were as large as mine and I wear a 36C. I handed her a black strapless bra and half-slip after putting the other bra I held, back into the drawer. I gave her a black lace garter belt and black stockings that she put on like any normal experienced woman would. I couldn't believe the size of her almost nonexistent penis or the soft and silky smooth skin. Her pubic hair was trimmed and looked like mine. I saw no hair anywhere on her body that didn't belong.

I located my favorite black patent strap sandals with a three-inch spike heel. She had those on very quickly after attaching the ankle straps; she gracefully moved and walked easily in the shoes about the room.

Where was I when all these changes occurred? How did she manage to hide all the changes to her body? How did she change her body? My son is no longer; he is and will forever be a she. I was close to crying that I really had lost my loving son for good. I had the denial, I had the sense of loss and now I have acceptance, the acceptance of my daughter.

I had her sit at my makeup table and watched as she applied the very same makeup that I used only for the evening. Her eyebrows are thinned, formed and arched! When? I only had to correct her once when she almost applied too much blusher. I was amazed as Carroll began to look as I did when I was a teenager. I needed to remain calm although my heart was beating very fast by all of these surprises.

I went to my closet and selected her dress for the evening as she did her hair in a very elegant braid. I handed her the black sleek sleeveless dress. The dress accentuated her breasts, waist and womanly hips as the zipper closed her inside the soft, luxurious fabric. The hem was were I wore it at three inches above the knee. There was no doubt as to her womanly attributes as she stood proudly before me smiling.

I gave her my matching gold and black onyx jewelry. I watched as she placed the heavy leaf shaped earrings into the holes in her ears. When did she pierce her ears? She placed the necklace around her neck and adjusted the pendant that hung one inch above her cleavage. If you saw her pendant, you saw her cleavage; your eyes were brought directly there to that area.

I handed her a gold serpentine anklet that she placed onto her femininely sculpted ankle. I noticed that she had long delicate fingers and dainty hands. Her fingers were perfectly manicured with her nails extending a quarter of an inch past her fingertips with perfectly polished nails in a deep reddish burgundy. I then noticed her pedicured toes also matched. How could I have missed those long nails? Fingernails polished and manicured? The polished toes? Were those Fingernails her own?

I went to my closet and brought her my favorite beaded shoulder wrap, black opera length gloves and my beaded evening bag. She did her lips with a lipstick that matched her polish. Then she placed my gold watch onto her wrist that I handed her. I gave her two antique gold, diamond and onyx rings for each hand. Her father and my husband gave those rings to me. I helped her to put on the gloves drawing them past her elbow and placed a matching bracelet onto her wrist. She placed her wrap around her shoulders and took the purse I gave her.

I stood back to look at her; she was perfect as she stood before me. This was how all my girls should look, I thought smiling at Carroll. Inwardly I wondered where I had been during all her changes. I saw the pride in her eyes as she checked herself once more in the mirror. Her body screamed woman as I saw her reflection. Her breasts heaved with every breath of life. There was no doubt that she was indeed a woman and had a woman's soul.

"Go wait in the family room for me. I need to get ready too." I said as she hugged me to her.

Carroll had left my bedroom sprightly and I went into the bath grabbing the phone on the way in. I started the water running and dialed Joe's office number. I dreaded this phone call I was making to him.

Within seconds, I heard his voice. I was mortified in telling him what I had walked into. He was strangely silent as I described Carroll and Alex's reactions to the questioning both Phyllis and I had done as well as Carroll's new emplacement in our household and her rules she was to obey.

"I'll leave for home right now. My son a faggot! I'll beat it out of him!" He said angrily.

I told him no, that I would handle the situation as beating our child was not the way to handle the matter. I explained that Carroll was not Gay, but Transgendered. I explained what Carroll's body looked like when I saw it. Joe was silent. I told him further that I had decided to call our parents to meet us at our favorite Italian restaurant, Martini's.

We all needed to talk to find a solution without any arguing. Joe agreed with my idea and suggested that Alex, Phyllis and George join us. I couldn't believe he was being rational as we spoke. He kept his hot-blooded Sicilian temper in check. This was the man I loved and married. We said our good-byes and sent our love to each other.

The next calls were to Phyllis and our parents. Phyllis had called George and received the same reaction as I received from Joe. George normally remained calm in any situation but this time he was angry. He was angry with himself for not making sure his son remained a man.

I told her how sagacious Joe had become when I told him I was calling a family meeting at Martini's. It suddenly occurred to us both that we should have both families there. After all, the entire situation affected both families' futures.

My next telephone calls were to my mother and mother in law on three way calling. I explained we needed a family conference without getting into all the details. They weren't happy but said they would all be at the restaurant.

My next call was to my boss, Dr. Margie Terris. She heard the strained nature in my voice and began pressing me to tell her all. She listened as I told her everything about my son that was now my daughter as I cried. I was asked to bring Carroll to the office on Saturday for a complete physical. I was told to be at the office at 1 pm, as no one would be there except us.

Martini's restaurant was the last call I made; I placed the reservation and asked us to be situated in an area as private as possible. I was assured they had several rooms available that were indeed private for a party of our size.

Between the bath and getting all the arrangements made, I was able to eliminate some of the tension I had. I was still somewhat apprehensive when Joe came home. I had to be dressed and ready to keep him separated from Carroll until we left for the restaurant.

I was dressed and totally ready an hour before Joe would be home. I went to my daughter waiting in the family room.

"Oh mother, you look beautiful." Carroll said as I waked into the room. I wore almost the exact same dress, as Carroll except my dress was heavily glass beaded and three quartered sleeves with matching beaded four-inch pumps.

This brought a smile to my face as I gazed at my gorgeous daughter. It wasn't hard to think of Carroll as my daughter and not of my son dressed as she was. As I had said before my son was gone forever at Carroll's hand. I had to celebrate her birth and mourn my son's death. Was I sad? What mother wouldn't be; I was sad that my husband's family name of Florentino would not be passed on. I was sad that there was going to be sorrow and quite possibly anger tonight. I was sad our two other daughters might not accept Carroll as she is.

"You can borrow it sometime. Carroll, we need to be honest with each other. Remember I saw your naked body? Just how………did you hide it from us? From me? How was it possible? I saw you everyday."

"Mother, it wasn't easy at times. I always have worn baggy clothes and I learned to hide my breasts somewhat. I always prayed you wouldn't notice the bulges on my chest, my waist or my hips. In gym, we always wore our own clothes; I'm positive the teachers knew.

At home, Patty was the first to notice the changes. We seemed to get closer when I told her everything. Next Lisa saw a difference in my moods, which she told Patty about. It was history after that. We decided that we had to maintain our normal sibling rivalry as to not make you and daddy suspicious. We did things later as sisters do, including dating and sharing clothes." Carroll said.

"Dating, Sharing clothes? Okay, but the breasts, waist, hips and skin?" I said amazed to her candor as she continued.

"I was walking from school when I saw the pharmacist at the clinic carry out a large box. I was I think thirteen years old at the time.

I thought the box contained chemicals I might be able to use in my garage lab. This clinic was a prime source for some of my chemicals like ether and other chemicals. Since the Dumpster was full, the large box was placed on the lid.

I took the entire large box and the prized contents home. I began to unpack the contents. On seeing boxes of vials of estradiol in an oil suspension, boxes of packaged birth control pills and contraceptive products; I felt my dream was near. The shelf lives of all the products were several years away so I began to write down the various names that were on the packages and stored them away until I found out more information.

For the next few weeks, I did the research here at home and on the Internet at the library. I used the Physician's Desk Reference and Pharmacopoeia. I had learned much as how to concoct my own Hormone Cocktails and the variations that are used for transsexuals. I had even managed to get the syringes legally through the mail, which you might have signed for.

I found the dosages and had all the meds I needed to complete my transformation. I was prepared to accept my womanhood with open arms. I found out that since I had not yet experienced male puberty that I would experience female puberty. This overjoyed me until my body started to change.

I continually worried that you or mother Phyllis would notice these changes. Patty and Lisa were the first as I said."

Four years it had been since my son died and my daughter was born. Four years! I was angered that Carroll had not disclosed her true feelings and what she had been doing. I felt deprived in not seeing my daughter flowering. I was angered at the deceptions. I was angered that Joe and I sent our kids away to school to keep peace.

I heard the garage door open with heavy footsteps following. I ran to greet my husband before he saw and met our new daughter.

I kissed him first and said, " Darling I laid out your suit and everything else you need. Take a hot shower and relax. I love you, dear."

"Lord you look beautiful. Let's go to bed, that will relax the both of us." Joe said wrapping me into his arms. I felt safe and recharged as he kissed me.

I had to pull away as he was making a shambles of me.

"Get going, we have to meet everyone at Martini's in two hours."

"Sorry I forgot about the other matter after seeing you. Are you okay?"

"Sure as well as could be expected. Now get going! We'll all talk later after you've bathed and changed."

I smiled as he lightened his steps walking to our bedroom. For the briefest moment he peered into the family room and continued on his way shaking his head.

I went back and motioned Carroll to come with me. Once again, I heard her very feminine steps following me to the kitchen. I compared her steps to the steps of my other daughters and myself. Those steps were so light and airy, similar to a professional dancers. In fact, Carroll had the lithe body to be a dancer.

We sat at the kitchen table while we waited for Joe. We sipped our coffee in silence as I thought of what was to come at the restaurant. My thoughts were interrupted by the Telephone. It was Phyllis calling.

"Good you're alive! I saw Joe's face as he put the car away."

"I can't really talk." I said.

"Carroll is there, huh?"

"Yep. And all ears too."

"I called to let you know that George has arranged vehicle transportation for everyone. We're all going in the same car. After dinner, he managed to make reservations at the comedy club to see the show."

"I don't know about the show but the cars are okay." I whispered.

"I already called your moms and told them. Wow, was everyone angry but I managed to calm everyone down."

I stretched the phone cord into the dining room out of the earshot of Carroll saying, " Phyllis I almost choked when I saw the towel around Carroll. I thought I saw boobs. I died when she dropped the towel she did have boobs, no waist, wide hips and a very round butt. She was the carbon copy of me when I was her age. She even has my breast size! Her penis is almost gone! "

"How? When?" She stuttered.

"The past four years with hormones."

"Crap! How are you going to tell the Italian Stallion?"

"Very carefully, he's in the shower now."

"Good luck Hon. Should I call the mortuary now?"

"Only when you hear my screams. Oh, oh, here he comes now. If we live I'll see you later." I said as I went back to the kitchen and hung up the phone.

"Okay where are you two?" Joe said loudly.

"In the kitchen dear" I said as I went back to my chair quickly.

I heard his heavy exaggerated footsteps of feigned anger as he came closer. When Joe was angry he always walked heavy. Carroll started to shake until I took her hand into mine to calm her fears. Joe could be very intimidating in his voice and manner.

I watched as he entered the doorway seeing the both of us seated. His eyes went wide with astonishment and then narrowed taking all of Carroll carefully into his eyes.

"Carroll, please stand."

Carroll stood up very slowly still holding my hand.

"Release your mother's hand and please turn around slowly."

I thought Carroll was going to faint from fright as she did as her father said.

"Please walk to the back door and then to me."

As Carroll walked, I heard Joe say 'Mama Mia and a Ma'ronne'. That could be bad or it could be a good sign.

"You know Judy, she has your mesmerizing walk. Carroll could be your teenage twin."

I guess we live! I was frightened Joe would lose it. I still haven't told him everything yet. Maybe I should call that mortuary?

"Carroll, why? And with Alex?" Joe said softly.

Carroll almost lost it and was near to crying as she explained to her father what she told me. I had to interject things as she told her story.

I saw Joe's face soften from the hardness it had when he entered the kitchen. I saw the concern and the tears when Carroll stressed the word suicide; he softened more to his new daughter. We wouldn't need that mortician after all I thought.

"Carroll please step in front of me. Don't be afraid girl."

Girl? Now I knew all was going to be fine. Carroll stopped a few inches from Joe and took her hand into his.

"Carroll, you have no idea how angry I was when your mother called. When I saw you, I was, to be honest, in a traumatic effect. I assume those are real?" Joe said pointing to Carroll's breasts and looking at me.

I nodded yes to him.

"Are you a stupid, a chooch, to do that to your body? Sweetheart it's your body now for all your life now. Oh well, it’s done now, no use getting excited."

Joe pulled Carroll closer and gave her a kiss on the cheek. I saw that the fear Carroll had was gone as Joe held our daughter to him.

"C'mon sweetie, let's go fix our makeup. Let daddy get something to drink that's preferably non alcoholic." I said giving him a wink as I took Carroll's hand.

Entering the bedroom, Carroll sat at my makeup table and removed the makeup she had on and reapplied it. This time she impressed me further in her expertise of the art.

"Mother, it's not over yet is it?"

How could I lie?

"Not at all dear. All the grandparents will be at the restaurant. So you better be as feminine as possible. The magnifying glasses will be out watching your every move."

Carroll was close to tears again. I had to reassure her that all would be well as I hugged her. Her father and I would be there for her protection.

"Do they know what Alex………… I did?"

"They will know after they see you. As for your sexual romp, no. I wasn't going to tell them about that, unless you want me to do so."

'Ah……..I don't think so, not unless there's an ambulance outside to take me to the hospital." Carroll said smiling.

She even had my smile and humor, I thought as I packed a small makeup kit to take with us.

We went back to the kitchen laughing and giggling all the way.

"Phyllis called and said the car was here. What car?"

I told Joe about the car, he agreed that that was best, as the parking was bad in that area of the city. I didn't say anything about the comedy club.

Joe took our arms after we picked up our purses from the table. He gently steered us to the front door and out.

George had shocked us all by hiring a limousine for the night. I saw the look of disbelief on George's face as he saw Carroll. Alex wore the biggest smile I had ever seen him have. Gradually George began to smile as we came closer to him and Alex.

"I take it this is the Carroll that I am to meet tonight?"

"Yes George, and our new daughter." I said.

"She does take after you Judy and not at all like that ape next to you." George said smiling after hugging us all.

We quickly entered the very large limousine. Phyllis and I watched closely as Carroll entered the vehicle, as a young lady should by not giving a thrill to anyone watching her. We were once again impressed.

Alex sat next to Carroll in the main back seat; Joe sat next to me on the right side seat, while George and Phyllis sat together on the left and across from us. The silence was stifling as we rode. It was as if no one wanted to offend anyone else.

"Father George, thank you for the car tonight." Carroll said sweetly.

"Carroll, you are welcome. I have to say I was amazed into this transformation from caterpillar to butterfly by you. I was not pleased as to how it had happened that we found out. We would have preferred that you both would have spoken to us as the young adults you are. The both of you have always been close to each other but today you took that closeness to new heights in the sharing of your bodies. Whether it was love or lust, it was still an unacceptable action of today's mores. We weren't pleased but we respect your wishes to be fulfilled. Alex was told about your new rules and we agree, as his are similar."

"Dad, please we've heard it all this after…………."

"Alex, this is nothing compared to what all the grandparents will say. This will be beyond their comprehension as to the gender games and the sexual escapades." Joe said softly.

"Look, we're almost there. We know the kids did wrong and they know it. We have to support them both without scaring the hell out of them. They made their own choices. They are both beautifully dressed and mannered, which will please them all." I said calmly.

"And they make a cute couple too." Phyllis said giggling.

The ice was broken as we manage to speak of other matters as the car arrived at the restaurant. As I got out of the car, I saw two other identical limousines parked nearby. I knew they were all here and waiting. I noticed how we all became nervous together. Ah, nothing like group fear to make you all become closer together.

We entered the restaurant and identified our party. We were led to the private room. I now thought that I knew what a condemned prisoner feels when escorted to his or her death. I felt fear, much fear! Bowel cramping fear! Menstrual cramping fear! It wasn't even my time of the month yet.

My mother was one not hold her thoughts in, she was very vocal, much to the embarrassment of my father. Phyllis's mother was just as bad. I have to say that our fathers were the stabilizing factors as we matured.

Our husbands' fathers were like our mothers while their mothers were very passive. They were the exact opposites.

Phyllis, Carroll and I entered the room first followed by the guys. I felt all eyes on us as we sat down at the table. We all felt the cold distant stares that made me shiver. I saw the womens eyes go into slits and the men eyes widen. I saw the women's eyes all stare in wonderment or incredulity as they stared at Carroll's breast formed cleavage.

"Carroll, I must say you look like your mother once did dear." My mother, Jean said.

"She's adorable, just not what I expected at all." Joe's mother Maria said.

"I agree Maria, totally. Judith would you Carroll and Maria join me in the Powder Room." Jean asked or rather commanded.

I stood just as all the ladies at the table stood en masse. That Powder room was going to be very crowded I thought.

We all walked together but Phyllis and I held firmly onto Carroll, as I feared she was about to run for her life. I saw that wide-eyed frightened look before and I was not about to let my daughter enter the she-devils den without me.

The inquisition started as soon as we entered through the door and it closed. We were encircled by them as the door was locked and blocked. We were stuck in this bastion of femininity! They made the challenge and I accepted it showing my fangs, claws and dripping venom to protect my young daughter.

Phyllis and I protected Carroll from all their bitchiness. I was proud of my daughter as she too defended herself from the thundering fierce gathering of all those women. We made them all cringe in fear and made them count their blessings that they were born the way they were. They each heard of the turmoil and strife that Carroll had all her life and the depression she suffered. When the word suicide was mentioned they recoiled, cried and held Carroll to accept her gladly as one of them. A major battle was fought in the Powder Room and Carroll became the victor.

We all repaired our makeup and left to enjoy our meal and to accept the lives that our children had chose for themselves.

I found out later that the same thing also happened in the private dining room. A few times, they were all close to blows, until Joe showed just how forceful he could be. He made them all realize what was happening. He told the men also about the talk of suicide which made them all stop to think. He reminded them of the story of the Montagues and the Capulets of Romeo and Juliette by William Shakespeare. They all accepted our children but warned them of the rocky road ahead. They warned that society was not as accepting as they were.

Due to the busy day ahead of us, we decided to forego the comedy club and return home after Martini's. We were all emotionally drained.

As we prepared for bed I gave Carroll a nightgown, robe and slippers along with all the love I had in me. I also had her move into Patty's room. Joe likewise did the same in showing his love by going to her room and kissing her goodnight.

The following day Joe and George went to play golf while I took Carroll to the doctor. Dr. Terris had given Carroll a clean bill of health and wrote out a letter to the school and our attorney advising them of her new status. She was given her own scripts to maintain her femininity. Carroll also made the obligatory donation to the vampires so that her hormones could be checked. As blood was being drawn, Dr. Terris offered Carroll a part time receptionist position that was accepted immediately. I was so proud of her during the visit to the doctor that we went shopping afterward.

When we came home, I called Patty and Lisa. I told them everything over the speakerphone. I spared no details to her sisters. Patty's only question was if she enjoyed her love fest. I watched as Carroll blushed, matching the pink color of her jeans and high heels she wore, which were mine. I sensed that Carroll wanted to speak to the both of them alone.

While Carroll spoke to them, the doorbell rang at the back door. I saw it was Alex and Phyllis and let them in. I told Alex that Carroll was on the phone with her sisters and to go talk to them. Damn that kid was fast!

Phyllis and I sat in the kitchen and talked. I told her about the doctor and the notes. I also spoke of the brief shopping trip to get Carroll some nightwear. Phyllis looked a bit disappointed that she wasn't invited. I explained it was a spur of the moment thing, which she understood. I promised her we would all go shopping very soon, as Carroll needed a new wardrobe for school, work and leisure. Phyllis's eyes glazed over at the word shopping.

As we spoke, Alex and Carroll came into the kitchen holding hands. Phyllis and I noticed the smeared lipstick and said nothing until Carroll went to the refrigerator to get sodas and bent over. I saw that Alex was watching her butt closely.

"No more of that sweetie. You had your last yesterday for a very long time." I said.

Phyllis laughed hysterically but I embarrassed the poor kid. I mercifully got up and gave him a kiss and a warm smile to let him know I was kidding. He was always a part of our family and loved by us all.

"Mother did you know that all your daughters now have boyfriends?" Carroll said nonchalantly.

I was taken aback by what Carroll said. I was informed that their boyfriends lived here in town. I thanked Joe silently for sending Patty and Lisa to that private school. Being the mother of teenagers, I was always on the edge. All I needed now was to hear the famous words; I'm pregnant mom. I wonder if suicide is truly painless!

We all had been talking about the day so far when the phone rang. It was Dr. Terris asking to come over with her boyfriend. All she said is they had a surprise for Carroll.

When the doorbell rang, I asked Alex to answer it. As I just made more coffee while Phyllis and Carroll prepared snacks for our guests.

I heard Dr. Terris's voice and Alex's as they came into the kitchen. I was amazed as Dr. Terris kissed us all telling us to call her Margie. She then introduced her gorgeous hunk of a boyfriend Dr. Samuel Shapiro, Sam or Sammy for short. The man was a god at over six foot, tanned and athletic. Margie was six inches shorter at five foot six very well proportioned, tan and athletic. We thought that they made a very cute couple. However, a gynecologist and a Plastic Surgeon? Oh hell, why not!

"So this is our chemist? Damn, that must have been one hell of a cocktail or good genes." Sam said after being introduced to Carroll.

"Down boy, you're with me now. She's spoken for and also jailbait." Margie said jokingly.

"I was only kidding dear." He said as he bent to kiss her.

I had worked for this woman for over a year. This was the first time I was allowed to be close to her. We had always been very professional in the office. She was always cold to the staff. This was another facet to this complex woman, I had never fully seen. This was a very welcomed scene.

"Sammy and I spoke after you left the office. Carroll will be at odds with the school if she has gym, swim or wishes to use the washrooms or showers, no matter how many notes she has."

"There is a technique sometimes used to create an illusion of the right equipment. There is no surgery involved except for a few sutures. I've heard, very little pain also. Margie told me you discussed surgery but this is an alternative until she is eighteen."

I thought of what they said.

"She can't have intercourse?"

"Sorry sweetie, but no Judy. It is an illusion."

"When can it be done and where?" I asked.

"Right here and now. We brought everything we'll need." Sam said.

"Carroll……."

"Yes mother, they are right. The rumor will go out through the school and all over town, I was always a girl. That will be hilarious!"

"Margie will prep Carroll and assist me after you sign the consent forms." San said.

If Joe finds out I'll never hear the end of it. Shit, I'll be dead!

"I want a promise from all of you right now. What is going to be done will never be discussed or disclosed to anyone. Does everyone promise?"

They all agreed to what I asked. I wondered if the doctors could suture mouths too. Margie took Carroll up to her room as I signed the forms.

"Sam what is your fee for this procedure?" I asked.

"I already received payment from Margie. We're engaged to be married, finally after three very long years. As for the reasons, she said for you to ask her later."

We all congratulated him before he went to Carroll.

Phyllis, Alex and I waited and waited. In the meantime, Joe and George returned from the golf course in a very happy mood. It just had to be then that Margie and Sam came from Carroll and Patty's room.

"That bedroom is gorgeous. Just what I want for our girls' room." Margie said.

I introduced Sam and Margie to George and Joe.

"Is Carroll sick?" Joe asked concerned.

I jumped into the fray by saying, "Ah………Sweetheart, lover………"

"Okay spit it out. You're hiding something. What now?" Joe said impatiently.

I told him of the procedure and what was done to help Carroll and the reasons it was done.

"It’s logical, but we still have to pay your fee."

"Okay two rounds of golf, eighteen holes." Sam said.

"George, I like this man already. We now have a threesome finally."

"The men then went into the garage and left Phyllis, Margie, Alex and myself. Margie asked for a cola as she sat down at the table.

"Is Carroll okay?" I asked as I retrieved a cola for Margie.

"Sure, she'll be down soon. We had her put on a nightgown after we finished. Here's what has to be done for the next twenty-four hours. No tight slacks, baths and cotton panties only, that I noticed she didn't have. Use what she has and get cotton panties tomorrow."

"Margie, why no fee from us?"

"I saw another little boy that also suffered greatly. That boy did the same thing Carroll did to her body in some respects. Her parents were not as kind and understanding as you have been. They threw her into the street and disowned her. Her father had anally raped her earlier as her mother watched laughing.

As she left through the door, they both called her all types of derogatory names from faggot to queer to fruit.

She lived on the streets until an aunt, her fathers' sister, found her. With the encouragement of her loving aunt, she went back to school, excelled, and had her surgery. That girl became the woman I am now and through Carroll's love and courage, I told Sam about my sordid past.

I finally found out what love is about because of all of you. This was our little way of saying thank you."

That was a revelation that was unexpected by us. Now I knew why she seemed cold and distant. Margie was afraid of people and to make friends, She was afraid of what people would think of her and her secret. I thought of the cruelty of her own parents and the love of her aunt and Sam.

Carroll was in a different type of situation sure there was deceit on our children's part but at least we did not do what Margie's parents did. I could not live with myself if I had. She, as all our children are loved and will always be loved. If anyone interferes with my daughter's life, their ass would be mine. It was fortunate that I had given her name at birth that could be either male or female.

Carroll came into the kitchen, as we were all talking followed by the men. Phyllis called Carroll to her and whispered something in her ear. I saw Carroll blush closing and tying her robe really fast. Phyllis later told me that she told Carroll she could see everything, which included her new mantrap. I had to laugh because I had just bought Carroll those babydolls today. I hadn't realized how sheer it was or the view it could give a hormone heavy teenager boy. Oh well, moms can make mistakes too.

In the days to come, Carroll and I had bonded as mother and daughter. I had noticed that Joe too had accepted her new status in so many more ways by his complements. Joe and I became closer too in many, many ways. Oh Yeah!

On Sunday both families went to church, not an eyebrow was raised as the whole congregation saw Alex and Carroll walking together holding hands. After the services I was taken aside by our minister's wife all she said it was about time Carroll was to be herself and she was welcome.

We all went home changed our clothes and had a family Bar B Que. All three of the guys cooked the main course while we girls made the vegetables and salads. It seemed to Phyllis and I that the kids were acting as if they were married couple.

When we told our husbands, they both disagreed with us. They said it was our imagination and we were seeing things. We'll see! Are chastity belts still being made? At least Carroll won't come to me and say those famous last words, mom I'm pregnant.

After we ate, we girls went on a shopping spree for Carroll with Alex in tow. Alex regretted he came with us. He saw the packages of clothes; lingerie, accessories and shoes grow and grow in his tiring arms. Several times, he was sent back to the cars putting the packages into them. He didn't complain once but Joe and George sure did when we got home.

Monday was a treat; we went to the attorney's office. Carroll wore a gray business suit of mine with a red silk blouse and gray pumps. She really looked like a businesswoman and made many men stare at her loveliness.

We then went to a judge's chambers for the legal paperwork to change Carroll's sex. I felt her humiliation as she was led to the powder room with a matron. When she returned the matron told the judge that Carroll was all girl. I saw her smile for the first time that day as the judge signed the legal order to change all documents to her sex.

Our next stop was the school. As we entered through the doors, I saw many of the students that knew Carroll smile and show their approval as to the way she was dressed. At first, Carroll was nervous but I calmed her down.

We were well received in the school's office until the principal came and took us into his office. He was a pure redneck! I handed him the paperwork from the court and Dr. Terris. He studied it all and seemed to suck the life from the words on the paper. I saw his eyebrows squirm together with a multitude of facial contortions.

"Mrs. Florentino, these papers are useless as I run this school and no one else.

I will however have the school nurse and one of the office ladies clarify Carroll's status."

"Dr. Busby, this is not a matter of what you want, this is what the court says you will do. My daughter will be allowed back into her classes as the sex she is. Her sex was verified by the court prior to us coming here. She has all the rights to an education as any other student."

"That is true, however Carroll will comply with whatever I deem as to the student's status."

"Sorry, apparently you are not comprehending what a court order is. What you are saying is a clear case of bias toward my child and calling the court, her doctors and I liars.

Carroll will do as you ordered but she and I will expect apologies upon the completion."

I was angered that this pompous pig had the audacity to speak to me such as he did. He violated a court order! I had to keep my anger in control for Carroll's sake. I had no intentions to make her life difficult by this man's hands. He seemed to be not only a control freak but vindictive in nature. This was a very dangerous personality trait.

"We shall see Mrs. Florentino, please step out to the main office while I contact the nurse."

I saw that Carroll was close to losing her composure. She had tears in her eyes as we sat down into the chairs to await the nurse.

I took out the cell phone and called Phyllis. I told her what we had just gone through and our mental states. I asked her to telephone Judge Thorsen, Joe and our mothers and inform them as to our situation.

Looking around the office as I spoke I could see there was a general distaste as to what Dr. Busby had done and was about to do.

Lorna one of the secretaries had a look of shock. I had known Lorna for years we both had been friends until our subsequent marriages and the births of our children.

"Why didn't you telephone me first. He has no right to do this to Carroll." Lorna interrupted while I was on the Cell Phone.

I quickly finished the conversation with Phyllis and said to Lorna, "Well he did! Phyllis is calling Judge Thorsen, Joe and our mothers."

"Good, but Busby has ignored court interference before he's even ignored the school board directives." Lorna said

"Lorna, we don't want to cause any problems all we want is to have Carroll attend school and finish her education. This man is the one causing the problems." I said as I pointed to the principal's office.

"Carroll does look lovely in that suit. It is such a change from those terrible baggy clothes she used to wear. She has a lovely figure and needs to show her attributes off to everyone. Her hair and manicure are great! She has a lovely mother and she too is lovely." Lorna said.

We spoke for several minutes until Mrs. Smythe, the school nurse came. She smiled at us and asked for a volunteer from the office staff to witness what Dr. Busby had ordered. I demanded to be present too. Lorna was chosen as the impartial witness.

As we walked through the halls, I noticed there were no students anywhere. I assumed that they were all in their classes. I was later inform that the students were indeed in their classes and if caught out of class they received twenty hours of detention. Ridiculous! This was not a prison; these were all young human beings here to learn.

I was still angry as we entered the offices of the School Nurse. The door was locked to avoid anyone entering.

"Carroll honey, please remove your clothes for us." Mrs. Smythe said softly and compassionately.

Silently my child disrobed before us to just her bra, panties, stockings and high heels.

"Honey please lower your panties and remove your bra."

I heard the intake of breath from Mrs. Smythe as Carroll removed her bra and released her breasts. When Carroll lowered her panties, all I heard was. 'Uh oh and Oh Shit. Someone made a very big mistake.' from both Lorna and Mrs. Smythe. The looks on their faces were priceless. I had wished that I had a camera.

Okay so this charade was devious. I could have told the truth about Carroll but after all the bullshit with Busby, I wasn't about to say a word. I was still honked and I wanted his ass.

"It appears that a mistake was made about Carroll's sex. Oh honey, we are so sorry to have put you through this. Busby will be pissed!" Lorna said as she gave Carroll a hug and laughed at Busby's possible reaction.

"I assume she's had an internal exam?" Mrs. Smythe asked coldly.

"Oh yes by Dr. Terris on Saturday. And a Pap Smear." I sweetly said, but inside I didn't want to get Margie involved.

"Well then she's a girl and has always been a girl." Mrs. Smythe said smiling.

I saw Carroll's eyes light up after I had told that little white lie; little lie hell that was a whopper. See what having kids do to you! Anyway for some reason, I didn't care for this woman. She wasn't like any of us at all. She came off cold and uncaring, with a lack of womanly emotions. I wouldn't say this to anyone but it was as if she had an enema bag douche nozzle stuck up her ass.

Lorna and I helped Carroll get dressed while the stone cold bitch went to her boss and made her report.

"Look I don't know how you two did this and I don't care. I remember when you had Carroll. I just want to see that pompous bastard get his. He has made our lives a living hell here. Dr. Forester our former boss was fired because of him and nurse bitch that you met." She said very softly in a barely audible voice.

"Look Lorna, meet us at our house later. Please look after Carroll while she is here." I said whispering

"That's a promise to you both that I will and so will all the office ladies." Lorna said also whispering and giving us a warm hug.

We had Carroll dressed and walked back to the office. Lorna assumed the manner of the typical school office secretary, hurried. We assumed our chairs we had sat in previously when my cell phone rang. It was the Judge Thorsen calling.

"I understand that Dr. Busby has ignored the court order I signed in my chambers. Is that correct?"

"Yes your honor, he has and has humiliated my child further by having her undress for the school nurse and a witness."

"I see, do you wish to seek legal counsel to initiate a lawsuit against the school district?"

"Sir there is something out of the ordinary happening here. I feel that a legal action would only be hurting the schools and the students. This place is worse than a prison. Everyone seems to be afraid of this dictator." I said softly.

"It's that bad?"

"Yes sir. I have several ideas that might eliminate this problem. "

We decided to meet at our house with Lorna and the kids later. Maybe we could do something.

"Mrs. Florentino, here is Carroll's admittance slip to return to classes. Carroll, we transferred you to Girls' Gym, Home Economics and office technology. Your first class begins at 7 am and your last period ends at 11:05 am, Sweetie. " Lorna said with a wink and handing the paper to Carroll.

I saw Carroll smile as she took the paper. I told Lorna to be at our house after school and she agreed by nodding her head in acceptance.

I quickly left the school and went to the safety of our home. The atmosphere of that school disturbed me. I heard the kitchen door open and the familiar sounds of Phyllis's feet hitting the tiled floor.

"Depressing wasn't it?" she said as we both made the coffee.

I told her of how the principal and his bitchy nurse treated us. I told her of what Lorna and the Judge had said. I was pissed and I wanted revenge at any cost. No child of mine was going to be treated as Carroll was. I understood why the Judge did what he did. However, that asshole principal never!

I grew madder as we spoke. I did something that I swore I would never do. I called Maria, my mother in law and my mother.

They were both sitting at my table in minutes after I hung up the telephone. They in turn called George and Phyllis's mothers joining us a few minutes after.

We now had a kitchen full of very angry women! They were all outraged that Carroll was demeaned as she was. (I didn't tell them of what was done by Dr. Terris yet.) Oh Lord, we had a meet of the female Mafia. They all wanted the principal's balls and the bitchy nurse's tits hanging from the city hall flagpole. Mother Maria even suggested calling Uncle Carmine in New Jersey to do the job with a Mob Crew. I should have kept my mouth shut!

It was after 3 pm when Alex and Carroll walked into the house. They took one look, seeing all their grandmothers assembled and became worried. I told them not to be worried and gave them money to go out after they changed clothes. My mother and Maria had walked in on Carroll while she was changing clothes. They both quickly rejoined us in the kitchen. Neither said a word but I saw the puzzled look on their faces.

I know I broke one of my own rules but I really didn't want the kids to hear what was being planned. Before they left, they both confirmed the air of fear at the school from the staff to the students. All the grandmothers then added more money. I warned the kids that all the motels and hotels had their pictures hanging before they left. As they went out the door hand in hand all the grandmothers smiled approvingly.

Judge Thorsen and Lorna had arrived with many of the mothers from the school. It was getting very crowded in the kitchen; next time we'll rent the American Legion hall.

"Ladies please, I understand how angry you all are. These people have ignored the law and have created an ambiance of fear to those that work and learn there. Whatever is done has to be legal but high profile to embarrass them out of the community for good.

Maria don't even think of calling Carmine." Judge Thorsen said stoically.

I saw the devious smiles of the many women there and Maria's look of innocence. Those two are going to be toast!

After Judge Thorsen's pep talk he left and said to me to keep in touch with him. He would advise the Sheriff and the Chief of Police when the time was appropriate. They too had a score to settle with Busby.

Several plans were hatched and later dismissed due to their violent nature. We were compelled to adhere to the law and not do bodily harm. Intent, maybe!

The time was getting late and the women were leaving to take care of their families. Joe had just arrived home and went to the family room so as not to disturb us in the kitchen. I knew he was curious as to the outcome of what had happened.

After the last woman left, it was just ourselves and the grandmothers of our children.

"Judith, how did Carroll do it?" My mother asked.

"Do what mother?"

"She has no thingy, instead a vagina, and those breasts. I mean……."

"I told all of you the other night. Everything you saw was hers. Dr. Terris helped a little too. That's why we had the trouble today."

"I saw too and had trouble believing what I saw. She's all girl like you said." Maria said.

"Mother Maria, I don't lie, as I told you before, she really is all girl and very proud of that fact."

"Ma'ronne, and we gave her money to go out! Unchaperoned!"

"Yep, we sure did. I guess we'll just have to trust them."

"What, a boy and girl at their ages. Men only think about one thing." Phyllis's mother Vera said.

"Mother, so do we and we initiate it mostly." Phyllis said.

It was then that they all decided to leave us and to think about a possible plan. Joe finally appeared sweeping me into his arms and into our bedroom. I had only one plan at that moment.

When Carroll and Alex returned, we were dressed casually and eating Chinese. As soon as they saw the food, it was a feeding frenzy.

Once we all had finished eating Carroll and I cleaned up the kitchen and did the dishes together. It was so nice to have the help again; the guys went to talk in the family room.

My daughter and I spoke of her day at school after I had left for home. She said that the rumor machine had started as we thought it would. The rumor was that Carroll was always a girl but just never dressed as one. When she went to the bathroom no one gave her a second look. There were no problems to overcome. I was relieved to hear her tell me this.

We had completed our chores and headed to the family room to say goodnight. Alex kissed Carroll one last time and left being escorted by her to the door. Joe and I went to our room.

As we were preparing for bed, we spoke of some of the plans that were proposed. He agreed as to the dangers of crossing the legal line with them.

We both went to bed after saying goodnight to Carroll. I decided to sleep but Joe had other matters that came up. Oh happy days!

I was up at 5 am the next morning with a smile on my face and joy throughout my body as I showered and began the day. I awoke Carroll and Joe for their day as I was getting dressed. There were no arguments from either of them. Although Joe my loving husband, had other ideas on how to start our day.

We as a family had breakfast together which was a miracle, as this was normally not done. I checked Carroll dress for school, appraising the cotton floral print dress and burgundy two inch pumps that she decided to wear. Her makeup, nails and hair were flawless. I was proud to call this young woman my daughter.

Joe had offered to take her and Alex to school so I could have some time to finish getting ready and to check the house over as I normally did.

At 9 am I arrived at the office to begin my day. I had difficulty in concentrating on all that I had to do. I reflected upon the past few days and the trauma that my daughter had suffered by family and the school administration and of course myself. I hoped and prayed that Carroll could and would forgive us all as she matured.

"Carroll, huh?" Margie said entering the private office we shared."

"It's that obvious?"

"It sure is mom. She'll be fine. I called the school and told them I expected Carroll to be here at 11:30 to start work. Her business teacher was very happy for her to have a job. By the way, I'm taking you to lunch after Carroll gets here. She'll be fine with Audrey's direction." Margie said.

What can you say to your boss, no. I really don't think that is wise to say, not if you wish to keep your job.

"Ah…… Thanks Margie but it isn't my birthday or anything."

"I know but I received the strangest telephone call from Judge Thorsen last evening. He suggested that I help, so you will be meeting someone later that might be able to."

"Okay." I said not really knowing what was going on. I was in my normal state of confusion after all I was married and had teenagers.

At 11:45, Carroll arrived at the office. She radiated as she walked in to see me. I received a kiss and a hug from her. This was the best thing about being a mother I thought, love from your kids.

Margie and Audrey came into the office then just as we hugged.

"Hey, don't I get one of those too?" Margie said.

Carroll gave the boss and her nurse a hug and a kiss. I was so very pleased at Carroll's actions as was Margie and Audrey. I had seen Carroll go from a shy, introverted teenager to a bubbly, refined young woman in a matter of days. I saw that I had made the right decisions in helping her to be that young woman that was now before me. No one was going to harm or embarrass her in any possible way. Carroll had all of us to help her in her life.

Audrey had arranged for their lunch at the office. She had decided that they would have the teenagers' favorite food, pizza and coke as Carroll was being trained for her duties.

Margie and I grabbed our purses and left Carroll in the very capable hands of Audrey.

Within minutes, we were seated in a deli sandwich shop not far from the office. We spoke in generalities until a very striking woman walked through the door. She was perhaps in her late forties, five foot nine inches tall with very long brunette hair that went to her buttocks. Her finely sculptured body was encased by a black pinstripe business suit that accentuated every asset she had. The blouse was of white silk and very low cut, again to show the men she was all woman. Her long legs were sheathed in off black hosiery with her petite feet in open toed, black patent, sling back pumps. Her makeup was flawless and her jewelry was simple in the cultured pearls she wore.

She made her way toward where we were sitting and joined us after she kissed Margie.

"Judy, this is my Aunt Lucy or Lucille Sorrentino. She is the lady that raised me later, turning me into the woman I've become."

"So this is the lady having all the problems?" She said.

I was somewhat irate that everyone knew about my family problems. I hid my anger, as this was not the place to show it. I nodded not saying anything. We ordered a light lunch as Lucy continued.

"Please don't be angered. You've helped my niece to find herself and for her to become an honest woman by marriage. She loves Sammy very deeply. I'll have a nephew and their children by adoption to spoil soon."

She spoke slowly and concisely telling us about herself and how she married her late husband. I was amazed, shocked, embarrassed and angered as she unfolded her life story to me a stranger.

Lucy had been raped at the age of sixteen by her own brother just as Margie had been. She ran away from home and went to Nevada and Texas working in the various houses of ill repute. She lied about her age and was given work by the Madams of the houses. Eventually she met her husband and retired from that lifestyle.

He, her husband knew what she did but gave her all the love he could until his murder by one of his associates. They had always had money and never seemed to want for anything. She was quite well off financially after his death.

Lucy was always active but volunteering to help causes was not what she wanted to do with her life. She was one to give pleasure in what she did. She thought for many months and came upon advertisements for escort services. She did the research and asked various contacts that her husband knew if the business concept was viable. They all said the concept was a gold mine. So, she open an upscale escort service locally. Now this was years after she and her husband had found and raised Margie. The business was successful in every aspect. She had clients of the rich and famous and those that were not.

One day she took a specialized booking, the client had requested the date to wear leather as a dominatrix would wear. That was not unusual, as many clients asked for different things from their dates.

Lucy sent the girl on the date but she did not report in for work afterward. This was not like this girl to do this at all. After several days she contacted many friends in the cities around the area until one friend reported that a young girl that matched the description was lying in the morgue after being asphyxiated and tossed into an alley way naked.

I saw the tears of remorse as Lucy talked as she described identifying the girl's body on the morgue slab. The girl had no family but Lucy made sure she had a proper burial.

After the burial she did some checking into the client's past through associates and friends. The man always paid cash and was always seen with a very pretty woman. By the descriptions, I thought of Mrs. Smythe immediately and her male accomplice matched Dr. Busby. So, they were murderers!

The sex industry was always very mystical as well as very dark in its true nature. You knew it was there but said nothing of its existence. Lucy contacted several politicians and police officers she knew. She wanted justice for her employee but they advised her to drop the matter or she could be prosecuted too. This was not logical to my thinking as a murder was committed and the perpetrators of the crime were being allowed to live and be free. Her many underworld friends said they weren't going to get involved either. The girl would be remembered but not avenged until now that is.

I was a bit apprehensive to the credibility of the story until I was told of the cat burglar. It seems that one of her customers was indeed a cat burglar. She told him one day several weeks after the girl's death what and whom her suspicions were. He agreed to burglarize the house. The house was cleaned out that night.

When the burglar came to her several days later, he brought all the jewelry he stole with him. In that jewelry were several pieces Lucy had given the girl for presents on special occasions. He also found several pieces of lingerie that were given to the girl as gifts. Those gifts were the incriminating evidence that she was killed at that house and her body dumped like a sack of trash. I was on the verge of tears hearing of the girl's indignity.

That Bitch and Bastard have all of our children at their disposal. God knows what other heinous acts they had done or will do. This had to stop! They had to be taught a lesson! I was incensed by the injustices. I had to remain calm but I had to tell our mothers of what I found out.

"Lucy, would you mind coming to my house later. What you have disclosed to us has to be told to the family. We have children that are in the hands of those monsters and I am very worried that they might get hurt. It seems that these people have put up a wall built of fear and chicanery."

"Why yes, I will be there and offer whatever assistance you need."

"Sammy and I will be there too." Margie said.

I took my cell phone from my purse and called my mother. I asked that she get in touch with all of our mothers and call Phyllis to tell Lorna. I further stipulated that none of the men be told what was happening as this was to be carried out by us and only us. She readily agreed, which was a first for my mother to agree with me on anything.

We three said our good-byes for now with Lucy again assuring her presence at our house later.

We arrived at the office with the waiting room filled to capacity. Carroll and Audrey were both busy but they did manage a smile for us. The reports I heard later from the patients were glowing for my daughter. They all loved her! My little flower was blooming.

As the last patient was walking out the door, I saw how tired Carroll was. She slipped off her shoes and rubbed her feet tenderly, yet she still managed to give me a smile.

"As soon as I put my shoes on we can leave mother."

"Now you know why my feet always ache."

"Yeah but I love it all and I love you even more."

Now that deserved a hug, which I gave Carroll. We were still in that hug when Margie came with Audrey.

"Hey squirt, where's ours?" Audrey asked.

"Never have I seen so many women smile as they placed their feet into the stirrups. They all had nothing but praise for this young woman. They all love her." Margie said smiling and giving Carroll a hug too.

"All I did was answer the phones, escort them to the exam rooms and schedule the appointments. Oh and I smiled too."

"And very well I might add." Audrey said.

I was glad to have Carroll at the desk as it gave me time to do all the billing and correspondence that was needed to be done. In one day, she had proved her worth to the office.

We all went to our cars with Carroll coming with me.

"How do you like the job, dear?"

"Oh Mother it was fabulous. I learned and did so much. Everyone treated me as an adult with loads of respect."

"Honey you never cease to amaze me. Only once was I ever disappointed in you."

"You mean with Alex or my using your clothes without your permission."

"Well both I guess, but I haven't really forgotten about Alex and you. It was a trust factor."

"I know mother, it won't happen again."

"I know different, it will. You see I was a teenager too many, many years ago. I said the same thing to your Grandmother and my mother. She probably said the same thing to her mother.

Sweetie all I want is for you to be honest with your dad, and me. I can't tell you not to do something, as your personality is more like mine. I do know you'll do it anyway.

We love you and your sisters very much and we always will. What deceptions you three did are in the past. We all start a new page. Okay?"

Carroll took my free hand and gently squeezed it to let me know what her answer was.

"How was school today?"

"The rumor is still going strong. I was invited to a Slumber Party on Friday night at Bea's house. Alex invited me to the movies on Saturday evening."

"Well?"

"Well what, Mother?"

"Will you go?

"Sure with yours and daddy's permission of course. I do have my reservations to this party."

"It's fine with me, you have to learn to relate with other girls your age. Make sure you ask daddy. How many girls will be there?"

"Bea invited eight of us. She also has the largest mouth in the school. Alex and I think she wants to see if I really have the right equipment."

Now I was really very thankful to Sam and Margie for what they did. I had to remind her that girls are very sexual and devious at her age. She had to be aware of any traps they could or would set. I think Carroll sensed everything that I said already.

"Mother would you be angry if I passed on the Slumber Party?"

"Sweetie that's your decision, not mine."

"There's a dance at the Youth Center that Alex and I wanted to attend. Would that be okay?"

"Fine dear have Alex ask your dad first. Anything else?"

"Well…………Um."

"Well?"

"Grandpa Alex has invited Alex and I to his lodge's annual Halloween Ball at the Carlisle Hotel. We also have to have a costume for the inter school Halloween party we have for the grammar school children."

"So?"

"Will you help me, please mother?"

I knew about the Halloween parties, Joe and I had planned to attend the one at the Carlisle. I had no idea that the kids were invited so this was a surprise to me.

"Sure, Phyllis and I will help you kids. We'll talk later before we go to bed. Okay?"

"Sure and thanks mother."

We pulled up in front of the house to see many cars and women waiting. I parked in the driveway and had Carroll open the door for us. She appeared to be confused but said nothing.

Our family had gathered in the family room with Lorna and Margie present. I thought I must have forgotten to lock the door when Lucy came in.

"Merde, is that you Lucia?" My mother in law Maria said.

"Maria, Maria my old friend. Oh, it is so good to see you again." Lucy said as she hugged Maria tightly.

"I thought you disappeared too when Caesar was murdered by those pigs. Are you okay?"

"Maria, this is my niece Margie."

"OhMyGod, the doctor?"

"My daughter in law works for her and my granddaughter too."

"How's Carmine dear?"

It was old home day after that with Maria introducing Lucy to everyone. I saw Margie smile but when Sam entered, her smile beamed at him.

More introductions were made, as Sam was to be her husband very soon. When, we didn't know, but soon!

Margie and I had Lucy tell her story to the assembled family and friends. We heard the sobs and the cries of anguish of all those in attendance. We all had a common bond and that was revenge. I had even seen Sam shed a few tears.

I had an idea, which I threw out. Since our targets liked, the BD/SM world so much with the costumes that they wore, Halloween would be a perfect time. The exact revenge would be sweet to say the least.

The women all cheered as I brought the details to life. Margie and Sam agreed to also participate, to further embarrass our marks. Their collective asses belong to the mothers that were there in our family room.

In the weeks to come, our plans were even approved by Judge Thorsen. It would look to be a Halloween prank but the consequences, irrevocable and the speculations as to credibility of the people in question, irrefutable. The plan was simple and yet complex as it all hinged upon a simple invitation to the Halloween Ball.

All of the grandmothers asked to help with the costumes for all of the family. Their combined creative efforts were amazing and could grace the clothing racks of any professional theatrical company. They all had skills to rival any professional tailor, seamstress or property master.

The kids went to the grammar school party as Romeo and Juliette, which Joe suggested. Romeo was complete all the way from his sword to his dagger, which my father had forged through his metal working skills. He also created all the jewelry for everyone. The grandmothers had constructed pantaloons, jacket/tunics, shirts, hats and vests from some old drawings in dark blue and gold velvet.

Our fair Juliette had an embroidered burgundy colored crushed velvet gown that was adorned and decorated with pearls and different colored crystals to resemble precious stones. Her grandmother had also made her a satin corset that showed almost all of her assets. Her veiled widows peaked hat and hand made velvet slippers was made as her gown was, gorgeously. Her gloves were a gauntleted riding style made from the softest deerskin. (I would later wear that same dress and accessories to the Ball. Sorry but I digressed.)

Anyway, our Romeo and Juliette were a smash! Or as the trade paper Variety says, Boffo! The adults as well as the children loved the costumes so much that they were asked to come back and do Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliette since they had the costumes and language patterns down pat. Our budding thespians accepted of course, to the delight of their teachers. Carroll of course, fell in love with all the children they met and they in love with her.

While they were wearing those costumes, unknown to the kids another set of costumes were made. I have to admit that the grandmothers really outdid themselves. They made Prince Charming's white suit and Cinderella's ball gown. My mother even found a pair of clear pumps with a three-inch Lucite heel that resembled the glass slippers of the story. Maria had managed to find all the costume jewelry and even a tiara. We went to a bridal shop for her corset, laced panties and white stockings that had red roses embroidered at the ankles.

I never heard Carroll complain as she was pulled into her white satin corset. Nor did she complain with all the crinoline layers that she had to wear. Instead, I was the one that complained the loudest about that damn corset. It must have been a man that designed that damn implement of torture. Carroll was a delight while we dressed her; she loved every minute of being a girl.

I was sorry that I had missed this when she was younger. I would have loved to have dressed her as I did her sisters.

At one time, I dreamed of my daughters on their wedding days in long white gowns and veils all trimmed in gorgeous lace. I saw them all framed in the picture of femininity. Before me, I had that vision with Carroll in her gown. I envisioned them all going to their weddings. I cried looking at her with Alex holding her as any husband would hold his wife.

Phyllis had told me later that all she heard was bitching as George got dressed. She acquired a Swiss Guard uniform for him and she wore a nun's habit. I wonder! Nah. Oh, the nasty thoughts I had, they were lovely.

The grandparents went as the seven dwarfs but my mother was chosen as the evil queen. Gee, I think there is some symbolism there. Okay, where's Dumpy? Oh. It's Grumpy.

As I said I wore the Juliette costume but Joe's had, a Marco Polo type affair. He was a hunk in it. He wanted to be an executioner and I said no. One pike pole or Axe per family was my rule and George had it. Besides, all I heard was Joe bitching all night about his tights travelling up his crack and his testicles being smashed. Wait until we get home, I'll be glad to smash them my way.

George had arranged the transportation for us all. We managed to have the same driver and limousine as before. It was luxurious but my mind was on other matters.

We arrived early at the hotel marveling at how beautifully decorated the ballroom was. The theme this year was Renaissance Faire.

As the revelers arrived, we had knights, damsels, serfs, nuns, monks and executioners aplenty. The music was loud and good, as was the buffet table. The adult beverages flowed like a river, very swift. There was no lack of merriment as the adults enjoyed themselves tremendously.

We had already spotted our quarries wearing a leather executioners costume and dragging a female serf on a rope. I spotted Lucy and the Judge wearing a Persians king and her a Belly Dancer costume. Margie and Sam came as Merlin and Morgana I saw at once that the seamstresses of the family had been busy. The costumes were magnificent!

Near 11 pm, I started to watch Busby and Smythe closely. I saw my mother give them a complementary drink, which they sipped, Once half of the drink had been ingested they became sleepy and left the ballroom together. Ah, the Mickey Finn scenario.

Lorna and another lady from the school had driven and parked an ambulance that Lucy had asked for from a friend. They told the doorman the lodge, just in case of a medical emergency, hired them. They were allowed to park in front of the hotel without question.

When mother and I saw them leave mother we casually walked up onto them, jostling and injecting the pre-filled syringes that Margie had given us. Before they entered the foyer, they were unconscious. The ambulance crew outside was called after Margie and Sam identified themselves as physicians.

Busby and Smythe were loaded onto gurneys and into the ambulance. The ambulance left the hotel with the siren screaming and people watching. Where they went no one knew, all we knew was that it didn't go to the hospital.

After the ambulance had left, we all relaxed and celebrated in earnest. Alex and Carroll made the perfect couple, Phyllis and I were so proud of them both. Joe and George exhibited their usual grace by stepping on our toes as we danced. Oh well, at least they try.

Lucy had invited Uncle Carmine dressed as an Italian King as her date, my mother in law's brother; he came late as usual. Normally, the man scared the hell out of me this time he acted as a refined gentleman asking both Carroll and I to dance. I think he has a thing for Lucy and I do mean THING. He bulged all night! Or was it a codpiece. Was it huge! Oh Jooooooooey honey, come to momma.

I would have to say that the Halloween Ball was a success. We left the festivities at 2 am and the ball was still going. We said our good-byes to our family and friends simply because Carroll and Alex were getting tired. I had a great time, as did my lovely daughter.

I certainly was happy that my mother and Maria had taught Carroll to dance. I truly enjoyed watching her. And now it was back to the old grind being the perfect wife and mother. Oh Yeah, bring it to momma, Joey!

We arrived home safely although, Joe and George had other ideas on how to protect Phyllis and I. Alex was the perfect gentleman to Carroll so we allowed them to have some time for themselves. Joe and George only had one warning and that was for Alex to keep his thing in his pantaloons. The poor kid blushed with no comment to be made. Phyllis, Carroll and I giggled softly.

Managing to remove the heavy dress, I wrapped myself into a robe. I removed my makeup while George sent Alex home.

Carroll came to our room and kissed me saying, " Mother, thank you for the fabulous week. I can't wait to tell Patty and Lisa all about it, I miss them so much. Tonight was like a fairytale come true for Alex and me.

All the grandparents amazed us by being so accepting. Mother Phyllis already considers me her daughter in law. I was even introduced to several people that way."

"She did?"

I guess I'll have to have a long talk with Mother Phyllis and soon.

"Yes, she did and so did father George. Grandma Jean and daddy introduced Alex to everyone as my husband."

My Mother and Joe too! Now I really do have problems.

I helped Carroll remove her dress and crinolines. I hung everything up carefully handing it all to Carroll. I gave Carroll a kiss before she strolled to her room holding everything walking in her lingerie and heels. Carroll is a beautiful young woman but she will always be my baby.

George finally came to the bedroom just as I took off my robe. He took one look at me in my lingerie and he was ready for action. Now hear this, all hands clear the decks. Momma is ready for action. I had a smile on my face as I drifted to sleep in the arms of my loving husband.

I was awakened the next morning by the telephone making a raucous ringing. My Lord it was 9 am, what time did I get to sleep.

I picked up the receiver and grunted a warm hello to the person calling at this ungodly time of day.

"Turn on the news, Channel 7, quick." Phyllis almost screamed.

"Yeah, okay, bye." I managed to get out.

I reached for the remote control on the bedside table for the television set in our bedroom. Turning it on I heard, " This reporter and crew arrived to this scene at Fort Sumter High School at 8 this morning. An unidentified caller reported into the Sheriff department and the local police of a woman that was heard screaming for help.

 

I asked Constable Jeffers of the county sheriffs department what they had found:

At 5:25 am the 911 operator received a call of a disturbance stemming from a woman screaming for help.

On arriving at the scene, the police and constables were confronted with a scene out of a bondage bordello of two women dressed all in leather and chains.

Apparently, the suit barely contained their overly large breasts, small waists and large hips; there was a zippered crotch that was opened on both suits. They both had leather masks over their heads that were attached to a dog collar that was locked at the neck. Both persons wore leather cavalier boots that had six-inch chromed spike heels on them.

The top had a strip of leather that held their breasts in. My gawd, those strips of leather were strong to hold those massive melons in check. I'd never leave my wife if she was that big, I mean they were really huge, gigantic. Melon sized!

Anyways, the first person was bent over and had handcuffs attached to the wrists and those were shackled to a D-ring on the ankles of the boots.

The second person was behind the first person was bent over and shackled to D-rings located on the first person's leather garment. It was later found that both people had their nipples pierced, chained, and locked together. Gawd, I have to get my wife one of those.

Once the handcuffs were removed neither could stand yet. It was noted and observed that the first person was a male as the genitals were exposed and not in a flaccid position.

The second person appeared to be wearing a harness and was found to have a phallus member attached and deeply embedded into the rectum of the female…….er……male in front of the second person. Damn, I bet that was painful!

The Rescue Squad crew also found a vibrating phallus inserted deeply in the rectum of the second person.

It was then that the Rescue Squad removed both hoods and found both persons heavily made up, gothic style. You know all dark makeup and such. Damn it was erotic!

Once in the ambulance, we had managed to secure their names. They were identified as Dr. James Busby, principal of Sumter High School and Mrs. Jennifer Smythe Head Nurse of Sumter High School.

Thank you Constable for the……….Ah…… report.

Here is an earlier picture that was taken of the pair.

Our newsroom has contacted several members of the school board and has not had our telephone calls returned for a statement.

This is Chuck Gravely, Channel four eyewitness newscrew. Now back to our regular programming.

"Hey get me their telephone numbers, Huh Bill?"

I was sitting up giggling as I saw the position those two miscreants were in as I saw the picture. The phone was ringing off the hook. Carroll must have been answering the telephone.

Quickly I was dressed in jeans, T-shirt and sneakers and went to the kitchen. Alex and Carroll greeted me sitting at the table drinking coffee.

"Mother, that was our principal wasn't it? I mean on Television."

My wide grin gave everything away as I sipped the coffee I poured. She knew I had something to do with their escapade that was shown to the state. It was funny seeing Busby with a set of very real Triple D sized breasts on his chest and his new hourglass figure. Now he was a proper candidate for Bondage Monthly. The Bitch too looked great with those honkers and her dildo stuck up his ass. I wonder how her vibrator felt? Multiplicity Orgasmic?

I sipped my coffee again as the front doorbell rang, which Carroll answered.

"Mother Judy." Alex said.

"Alex you will call me either Mother or Mom from now on. I am not a nun nor have I ever been one." I said as I giggled and tousled his hair.

"Uh mom, I just wanted to say thanks for allowing Carroll and I to be alone last night. It meant a great deal to us."

"Alex, You both proved to me that you both can be trusted together. A mom has to be able to trust her future son in law. Besides you always have been a part of this family and it looks like it will be legal soon, as Carroll's husband."

"Who's husband?" Joe said as he walked to the coffeepot.

I refused to pour him a cup until I had a kiss from him. Then I said, " Carroll's husband."

"Shit, they eloped! Get my shotgun maw! Nah, let the boy have her, I didn't have to pay for the wedding. She ain't pregnant yet, is she?"

I giggled and the two guys laughed just as Margie and Sam came into the kitchen.

"You saw, huh." Margie said,

"Yep, sure did. You two, do some good work too."

"Good work, saw? Judith, what the hell did you do now?"

Margie went into detail of what was done to Busby and his Bitch. At first, he buried his head in his hands, then laughed as hard as we all did.

The real pisser was that in Busby's body there were four implants that contained the time release hormonal cocktail that Carroll had devised. Through the miracle of microsurgery and saline solution, Busby had grown his Triple D's via breast implants, hip implants, liposuction and ass implants. What also was not disclosed to the Press was that Busby had an appointment for an ENT exam in several days. While asleep his voice would be altered compliments of one Dr. Pharns whose daughter Abbey goes to Sumter.

Dr. Pharns and Dr. Stevens' assisted in what was done to the duo. They showed they were both as perverted as Sam and Margie. I loved it! I winder if Busby liked getting it as much as he liked giving it.

The arrival of people continued to eventually become a party that covered the house and backyard. I was shocked when our mother's and fathers' came with Lucy, Uncle Carmine and Judge Thorsen.

"All of you did it! It was a masterpiece. I don't know how to thank you all." Lucy gushed.

"Aunt Lucy, you helped." Margie said.

As we spoke to each other, Phyllis and I saw Uncle Carmine take Alex and Sam into the dining room and hand them something. I must have looked worried at that moment as Phyllis pinched my arm to get my attention. I looked at George and Joe and they shrugged their shoulders.

When they all came back, Sam dropped to his knee in front of Margie saying, "Margie, last night we proved we could work together as a team. We know we are compatible and can even have joint offices. I love you so much, darling. Will you be my wife?"

The room went up and then the house and yard cheered as Margie cried and accepted the engagement ring.

Not long afterward Carmine dropped to his knee in front of Lucy. She was blushing and trying to get Carmine up from his position but he wouldn't move.

"Lucia, mi amore. Early in our lives, we made a mistake in not being married. I ask you now to be my wife. Hey, we even have the judge here to do it."

"I just happened to have a license with me too." Judge Thorsen said smiling.

"Damnit Carmine, I'm not even dressed for that. My hair, I look like a mess! And you, you just happen to have a license. Yes my love I'll be you wife gladly." Lucy said, then kissing him.

"See I told you, you goof! You should have done this years ago before you knocked her up." Maria said and then realized what see had said.

"Knocked up! I have a kid? What the hell is going on here." Carmine said angrily.

The festive mood changed drastically. Joe was just as puzzled with this development.

"Ah…….Carmine you wait here. Maria, Margie and Sam please come with me." Lucy said leaving the room.

They were gone for what seemed to be hours. Maria came back and took Carmine with her refusing to answer any of his questions.

"Joe dear, what's going on?" I asked

"Stay out of it!"

Things were getting back to the festive air until they all came back. They all came back with red eyed and sniffling.

"I want everyone to know. I want you all to met my daughter Marguerite." Carmine had said as he cried and hugged Margie.

Huh?

"And I want you all to meet my husband to be, my daughter and future son in law." Lucy said.

Okay, now I'm related to Margie by marriage. At least I could get rid of the stupid look on my face. The look on Carroll's face was even better then mine. Joe's dad started to get drunk; I was tempted to join him. Damn what a crazy family!

"Okay your honor, We're ready." Carmine said as he took Lucy's hand.

"Hey wait a minute." Alex yelled.

"What the hell, okay kid go for it." Carmine said.

"Let me do this my way." Alex said as he got the eye of impatience from Carmine.

Alex took Carroll's hand into his and said, "Carroll we've known each other for many years. I've loved you for the longest time to even becoming lovers……."

"Lovers, what lovers? They've………."

"Yes and shut up please." George said to my mother.

"According to everyone we're too young. Okay, we agree but we're not too young to pledge ourselves to each other. We both have plans for college and we need to graduate. However, I am prepared to offer you this ring as my pledge to marry you after we graduate from college. Will you marry me then?"

"My gawd, maybe you should have eloped?" Joe said as he shook his head in disbelief.

"Yes dear, and don’t you dare pay any attention to daddy. But always pay attention to the mommies or suffer their revenge." Carroll said giving me a wink as she accepted her engagement ring and a very long kiss.

Many years have gone by the wayside. Joe and I are still in love and have our house to ourselves finally. Well mostly, if we are not babysitting for our grandchildren. I'm just so proud our kids. I'm still working for Margie and Sam; in addition, they have added associates to their practice and are adding two more shortly.

Patricia is a married, legal professional with dear of a husband and a little boy. She is attentive to both her men and loves them both deeply. However, I sometimes think she wishes she had more time for them.

Lisa the youngest was just married and the both of them want to have ten kids. Sure kids, wait until you have just one or maybe two you'll find out what you all had put me through.

Now Alex and Carroll, well they did go to college and finish. Carroll had her final surgery by Margie and Sam at 18. Alex and Carroll had a very large wedding to the dismay of her dad. She went the whole route with the wedding dress and wedding; her daddy got the bill and almost fainted. They both decided to follow their cousin's example and become doctors. Carroll became an endocrinologist and Alex a pediatrician and are joining Margie and Sam's practice. They have also adopted five-year-old twins, a boy and a girl. Damn their cute! We just love to spoil them both.

The great-grandmas and great-grandpas are still raising hell but the only difference is with our kids. To them all, we did okay in raising ours.

Now Phyllis and George what a pair. George complains about everything and Phyllis gets even. George complained one day about the time she took to get ready. Phyllis got pissed and had his ears pierced while he was getting a haircut. He was pissed until he was complemented on his earring studs at work. Phyllis has a smile on her face everyday for that gift. C'mere Joey honey, mama has something for you. I want the never-ending smile too.

Now Carmine and Lucy are another story. He retired from his, ah……….activities. Lucy threatened to leave or cut him off if he didn't, He made her sell the escort business to an associate called Herschel 'the Schnozzle' Palone. The nose has nothing to do with his nickname either. They are happy as they travel the world in their Gulfstream executive jet. I guess crime does pay and very well too.

Okay Margie and Sam they have done well. As I said, their practice is expanding. They too are adopting a baby. Auntie Judy is always watching her in her office.

Now the best for last. Busby and Smythe were in fact disgraced and terminated for just cause. It seems there was a morality clause in their employment contracts too. When the school board took the vote to fire them, it was unanimous. The parents had a massive party that night.

Busby had a breast reduction but his breasts grew back a bit larger. It seems his mother was an F cup and you all know about genetic predisposition. Anyway, no one would hire him due to his reputation and his conviction for Indecent Exposure but he was really LOVED in the county jail. He finally got a job as a professional submissive at a B/D club in New York City owned by 'the Schnozzle'. Due to his appearance he lives as an ugly woman with a very pretty voice, gorgeous body and has not had any other surgeries.

Smythe lost her nursing license due to her conviction also of Indecent Exposure and had further charges of Sodomy and Assault with a Deadly Weapon added.(A Dildo?) She too was a hit with all the girls in the joint. The only job she found after getting released was in a nursing home emptying bedpans and giving enemas. She too was later hired by 'the Schnozzle' as a professional for Brown Showers. What the hell, it's shitty work but someone has to do it. She has also moved in with Busby as Busby's husband. I guess they bought a new Dildo?

Now remember everyone what Carroll had once said:

 

" Always pay attention to the mommies or suffer their revenge."

 

 

 

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