So-Called Friend

Payback Time

by Jennifer Allison

 

It all started one afternoon ten years ago. When my so-call friend talked me into some man with man sex. As I was being butt fucked by John, my stepmother and John's parents walked into the room.

I had been setup.

I was then sent to Miss Singleton's the very next day. A school where you enter as a young man and leave a young lady. A young lady in every respect. Six months into the program I was sent to the hospital for a sex change operation.

Two months after my operation I was allowed to go home for the weekend. To find there had been quite a few changes made. My dad was now my step-mom's French Maid, Roberta. He had been caught cheating on her, insider trading and embezzlement. The choices he had been given had been a very long time in prison or be my step-mom's maid. He chose the Maid. Six weeks after my visit my dad also had a sex change operation.

The other thing I hated about this weekend was. I became a so-called friend myself. One of the schools requirements was that I had to have sexual intercourse between the 2nd and 3rd mouth after my operation.

My step-mom set me up with three choices. My best friend, William, John the guy who had set me up. Or Tom, the high school's star quarterback.

A prize was to be awarded to the boy who took my cherry. An all expense paid year at Miss Singleton's.

I had other plans for John, and I am sorry to say, I couldn't hurt my old high school by taking away their star quarterback.

So that left Billy. Which turned out quite nicely. After I explained what was going to happen. Billy told me he always wanted to be a girl. So Miss Wilma was born that afternoon.

I should add that my step-mom at this time was twenty-four.

 

It is now ten years later.

I have always known my dad was smart but he or should I say she. She out did herself this time.

Revenge is very sweet. The revenge my dad did on my step-mom is so sweet it makes German Chocolate Cake have zero calories. Roberta did the planning but she needed my help with the implementation of the plan.

 

It started very easily with some transfer of some funds to an off shore account for my step-mom. For she decided to start some illegal activities with some very unsavory overseas characters.

What she didn't know the funds we transferred for her was also transferred to another account without her knowledge. Her deal was one of those where my step-mom had to match the funds of her overseas partner.

 

It all came to a head one night.

When my step-mom's foreign partner showed up at our door unexpectedly.

"Ms. Dumars, I am Hedeki Ito."

"No I am Deanna, one of Ms. Dumars maids. Please come in and I will announce you."

The meeting was short but sweet.

Mr. Ito didn't mince words.

"Ms. Dumars I would like to know where your money is?"

"In the off shore account I had setup for this deal, where it is supposed to be."

"As of twelve o'clock today it wasn't."

"What are you talking about. The money is there. Besides you shouldn't have needed it until Monday next week."

"The seller moved up the date on the deal. I warned you of this possibility. That is why I told you to have the full amount in that account."

"I did, the money was put in there last month."

"It wasn't there. When I couldn't come up with the rest of the money the deal fell through, and I lost all the money I had invested in this deal."

 

"I am sorry there has been a mistake I will find out what immediately. The person responsible will pay for what he/she has done."

"NO! You will pay for it. Not someone, not your company but YOU!"

"What the hell are you talking about."

"I was going to give you seven days to pay me back the money I lost plus 10%, But since you dishonor me with the use of profanity. You have forty-eight hours." The clock chimed seven o'clock. "As of right now."

"I can't raise that kind of money in two days."

"I will take my money one way or another. Forty-eight hours." Mr. Ito got up and left.

 

"ROBERTA!!!" my step-mom screamed.

"Yes madam, you called."

"Did you hear what just happened."

"Yes madam, I did."

"You were supposed to transfer those funds to that account, where are they? Are you up to some of your old tricks again? Remember the last time, you lost your manhood."

"I did do what you told me to do. Remember you have it so I can use the computer a certain time of the day and then everything I do is recorded for you to double check. Have you found or anybody else found anything wrong."

"No!"

That was the beauty of my dad's plan. His computer time was monitored but mine wasn't. You see I am what most people would consider an electronic klutz. I have trouble setting up a VCR to record something. So over the years my dad has worked with me and the computer. So when the time was just right. I would start doing some magic. Like making things disappear like money.

 

Not finding out whose fault it was.

My step-mom started working on a plan to get the money she needed.

What she didn't know was my dad was three steps ahead of her.

By luck or was it planned. A shareholder meeting of the company my dad used to own and run was being held the day after tomorrow.

So my step-mom started working on a proposal that the company would pay off her debt to Mr. Ito.

As the shares were being counted.

My dad pulled the biggest surprise bombshell yet.

"Are there anymore shares to be counted," asked my step-mom.

"I have some shares to be counted," my dad stepped forth.

"Roberta, what are you doing here?"

"I own some shares in this company and I would like to vote nay on your proposal."

"With your pitiful few shares it don't matter what you say."

"Oh yes it does. Especially when I own 50.1% of the shares of this company."

This was what my dad had been working on for the last ten years.

"WHAT!!!"

"Another thing you are fired."

"You can't do this to me."

"I propose we replace the chairman of the board, any seconds."

"Second," ten other shareholders shouted.

"See I can."

"I'll have you arrested."

"No you can't. Statute of Limitations have run out on my crimes.

"As for yours that is a different matter. Mr. Mattrews you asked if you could talk to my wife."

Turning towards his wife my dad said. "This is Agent Mattrews of the FBI. He has some things he would like to discuss with you."

By the time the FBI was done with my step-mom it was past seven o'clock, Mr. Ito's deadline. As my step-mom walked up the walk to our house two of Mr. Ito's employees met and escorted her to Mr. Ito's Learjet. He left the airport soon after her arrival.

My father and I saw my stepmother once more, two years later.

It seemed along with some of Mr. Ito's illegal activities. He has some legal ones too.

My dad's company started doing business with one of these.
We were invited over to Japan to meet with Mr. Ito.

It took a couple minutes to recognize one of the geisha girls serving as my ex-step-mom. What also caught my attention was her swollen belly. I forget how many times during her marriage to my dad, my step-mom said she was never meant to have any kids.

When I pointed this out to my dad. He said, "that is your ex-step-mom. She is working off her payment to Mr. Ito."

Mr. Ito then said. "Don't worry she won't say anything. I had her ability to speak taken away from her. She couldn't stop using profanity during her geisha training. She also knows this is the only life she has for herself now. She can't leave Japan. Even if she did there is a warrant for her arrest in the United States.

"I see you have noticed her condition. She is carrying her second child. She will also bear a child every year as long as she is physically able too."

 

 

 

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