The story began in Book One "Betrayed by Those I Love" with parts one and two. The story continues now with "Sold by Those I Love" which is Book Two of my Rachel Trilogy. The story might split it up into several parts once again do to length.

I would like to thank Aardvark for the wonderful editing of this trilogy so far. He has been a teacher as well as an editor! Huggles Aardvark!

  

Sold By Those I Love

Book Two

of the Rachel Trilogy

by

Angel O'Hare

  

The Butler came in and announced the arrival of Niles and his crew. The introductions were made. Niles just stared open-mouthed at Rachel when he was introduced to her and knew that this, indeed, was the one he was to photograph.

"My Lord, Nanny, what a vision of perfect beauty! Rachel Anne, my lovely goddess, we will have an easy time of it during this photo session."

With that said, he began barking orders to his four assistants. Carolyn was hair and makeup, Beth was wardrobe, Kim was setup and overall set master, and then there was Hope; she was Niles' right hand and the others followed her lead. Hope knew Niles better than anyone and was there with the right equipment and settings as Niles held out his hand for a camera or handed one back for reloading and exchange. Hope knew Niles and his moods. She would prep the others and let them know either to be animated and quick, or to take their time and speak softly. Niles was a photographer that went on his present mood and it boded badly for anyone to disrupt his mood.

The troop went outside to the gardens for this part of the shoot. In a nanosecond, the others were setting up under Niles and Hope's directions. Carolyn took Rachel over to the van and added a little more drama to her look. Carolyn fell in love with Rachel at their first meeting. Rachel's eyes were like her jewelry and nails, mother of pearl, and they would flash different colors as her eyes danced from one direction to another trying to take everything in.

"Rachel Sweetness, please keep your eyes still for a few seconds so I can concentrate on what I am doing, ok? You are so beautiful it is hard enough for me to concentrate now."

"Oh, Carolyn, please stop saying those things. I might be pretty, but I am no beauty."

"So, you are calling me a liar, Rachel? I don't think so, I think you just refuse to accept the truth about yourself and are in denial."

"I'm sorry, Carolyn, but all of this just happened so suddenly. I used to model little girl's clothes privately for my mother and now I am to audition for the community theatre. Mrs. Larkin has launched all of this. It is a bit overwhelming for me at the moment."

"Oh, you're a goddess and you act?"

They both giggled and soon Carolyn had Rachel relaxed and talking like they were the best girlfriends and had known each other forever.

Carolyn learned that Rachel could not only act, model and dance but sing as well. Yes, this little beauty was the complete package and Carolyn could see why Nanny Larkin was so interested in her.

Hope walked over to the van to collect Rachel and set the mood for the shoot. Hope had Kim set up a few video cameras out of view, and they would not show up in any of the pictures Niles would be taking. Nanny had requested that Rachel do some dancing and singing in the garden and they wanted all of this action captured for viewing and listening later on.

"Ok, Princess, the shoot is of a very innocent girl looking in wonder at the beauty of the gardens. We want you to glide through the gardens twirling from flowerbed to flowerbed. Stop at the taller flowers in each flowerbed, grasp one very gently and lovingly and inhale its fragrance. Bring your head up slowly as you inhale and smile then laugh. Then twirl your way to the next bed and group of tall flowers, ok?"

"Ok, Ms. Hope, I'll try my best."

Hope gave her a hug, took Rachel's hand and led her to the waiting group.

Nanny and the others sat in chairs Jule's newly hired help had set up for them and more sherry and white wine was passed around. The gardener had already prepped the gardens earlier at Kim's direction.

Niles just shook his head in wonder as a smiling Rachel came gliding up to him. First Niles took a few posed shots and then they did a walkthrough of what he wanted her to do in the gardens. Then, the shoot began and all present just marveled as Rachel began her gliding, twirling, inhaling, smiling and laughing.

Niles was taking so many pictures it was hard for Hope to keep the succession of cameras reloaded in time, but all went well and very smoothly. Niles was very happy, and judging by the looks of the others, all were very happy indeed.

Robby had the toughest time; he was falling in love with this creature who he knew as Rich. She was too beautiful! Her grace and laughter struck his heart like a hammer. Karen, already in love with Riki, burned with desire for this vision before her. Likewise for the others; Jules and Nat watched in wonder as their protégé and hope for the future performed flawlessly.

Nanny Larkin was beside herself! Her long wait was over. Her dream was being fulfilled at that very moment. She cried tears of happiness and a smile lit up her face. She reached over and held Julia's hand. They both shared tears and happiness in their touch as they bonded.

It was time now for Rachel to dance through the Garden and show off her ballet skills. Her shoes were exchanged for her ballet slippers and round and round she went with Niles still snapping away, even though his part was done. He could not let this impromptu setting pass him by. Niles was in Heaven and he had taken several hundred photos!

Now it was time for Rachel to sing and Julia had the set of wireless speakers brought out to the garden next to the fountain and waterfall. She had Rachel sing her favorite song, one written by Even Stevens, Hillary Kanter and Greg Barnill. The song? "A Great Disguise."

Rich did what he always did when he sang; he went within himself where nothing else existed until he was through. He became one with the music, flowing with it. His whole self became the song and he lived and breathed the sounds he made and heard. The music started and he began.

People talking, think I'm alright
Think I'm doing fine
Goin' through the motions of my life
Go to work now every mornin'
Yeah I play the part
And hide away the contents of my solemn heart

But when the sun goes down
And the moon is high
I can't control the flood of all the tears inside
And if they only knew
They'd be so surprised
I'm just a good pretender in a great disguise

Keep 'em guessin', keep 'em laughin'
Build that wall up high
As long as they don't see the other side
You've really done it
Done a number, a number on my soul
But I'll be damned if I'll ever let you know.

But when the sun goes down
And the moon is high
There's no way to hide the truth from me, myself, and I
Yeah, I wear it well
Though it ain't my size
I'm just a good pretender in a great disguise

I'm not one to show emotion
Like some fools I see
I won't wear my heart out on my sleeve
I don't miss you
Not for a moment
I'm gonna be okay

Words of wisdom spoken
By the light of the day
But when the sun goes down
And the moon is high
Your memory pulls me under like a strong riptide
I'm still in love with you
It's all smoke and lights
I'm just a good pretender in a great disguise
I'm just a good pretender in a great disguise

As Rachel finished her song, not a sound was heard. Even the birds had stopped singing to marvel at this vision of sight and sound. The hidden meaning of the song for Rachel had reached her soul and she had sung this song full of emotion and feeling. Her entire being was one with the song and everyone was just held in awe at what they had just witnessed.

Sounds erupted all around Rachel as they clapped and shouted. Everyone hugged and kissed her, filling her with praise and compliments. She came back to earth and those seeing the silent tears flowing from Rachel's eyes thought them to be tears of happiness. They were not. They were her tears of loss. Yes, the loss of Rich, her boyhood, her true identity and self. The end of the song had been sung especially strong and full of soul. Rachel had held those last pure notes so long, holding them so tight and full that those there had been held motionless and still in wonder. Those last words, "I'm just a good pretender in a great disguise," had held more truth to Rachel than all the gushing the others poured on her.

Niles and the others packed up and left after some refreshment and lively discussions of things to come. Nanny retreated to a corner in the garden to make a phone call. Julia and Natalie ushered the children inside as the help cleaned up.

Nanny made her call.

"Jay, my house in an hour. NO BUTS! You WILL be there in an hour! I have some film to show you and I think we have some big adjustments to make with our upcoming play."

Niles and Hope pulled into Nanny's driveway at that very moment. Niles had a complete photo lab there and Hope would be setting up the video in Nanny's theatre. They both knew that everything had better be ready for Nanny as soon as possible. They were paid very well for this extra little service and they knew better than to disappoint Mrs. Nanny Larkin!

Nanny approached the house with her mind going a mile a minute, figuring just the right way to convince Julia and Natalie to trust her with her next move. She knew that a financial endeavor with them both would be the beginning, but she was dealing with mothers and their children, so she would have to be extra cautious and careful to gain their trust.

Mothers and their children had a relationship unlike any other. Mothers would go to great lengths to protect their children from any threats, and especially if those threats put a wedge between the mother and child! Julia had to be all the more careful because she was forcing her son to be something he did not wish to be for the moment. She believed strongly that she could convince him, given time. It truly was what was best for him, she believed, and so did Natalie and Karen. Many people thought this of Rich; he just wasn't meant to be a boy and the 'mistake' should be remedied as soon as possible.

Julia also knew the significance of the way Rachel had sung her song. She saw the deep feelings her son and future daughter emitted in waves of sound and emotion. With this in mind, she would get Rachel alone and soon. She had to convince her son, albeit very carefully, that he must become Rachel if he was to not only survive in this world, but flourish as well. Her first big step would be the trip to their doctor. For now, though, she would just have to comfort Rachel and encourage her every step of the way.

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Bill and John had had their steam and massage. Getting dressed and preparing to make the return trip home to their wives and children sobered them up. John had been assured his membership would be approved and that the committee would notify him and Natalie when the ceremony would be. This was not a club one would just buy into! No, you had to be well connected and the namedropping made that day had done the trick. The committee knew everyone who was anyone and who was connected to whom. The Bears were connected now and connected well. Were the fast moving rumors true? Was Nanny Larkin interested in the O'Hare's and the Bears? Was it true that she was very interested in the girly/boy O'Hare child? It was time to elevate the membership standing of the O'Hare's; that was for sure. If this were true, then Julia would soon be a member of the committee!

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Nanny rejoined the ladies and children. She sat on the couch holding Rachel's hands and spoke to Julia and Natalie.

"Julia, I've seen your work many times and have always found it to be of the highest quality. This dress Rachel is wearing is simply exquisite! Oh, and I just love her beautiful panties! Natalie, judging by the way Rachel looks, I know that you're a very skilled beautician and I would like to offer you both a business opportunity we could all profit from."

Julia and Natalie sat up straighter, paying even closer attention. They both had just shared a giggle seeing the blush rise to Rachel's cheeks as Nanny mentioned the pretty panties she was wearing.

"I've purchased a clothing factory, show room, and studio along with a warehouse full of material and supplies. I'd like to propose a joint venture much larger in scope than the one you two have been planning. Instead of making one-of-a-kind mother daughter outfits as you are doing now, what if we open salons in several cities? These salons would cater to all the needs from the skin out, a combination beauty and fashion house, a one stop and we-have-it-all place?"

Natalie and Julia accepted this proposal at the same time and then Natalie, knowing her place, quieted as Julia continued.

"We both would not only be honored, Mrs. Larkin, but this would be the answer to our dream."

Nanny smiled and nodded to them both.

"Please, Julia, Natalie, call me Nanny from now on, all right? You three children as well, call me Nanny, Ok?"

Robby's smile was a little forced, but Karen's smile was beaming! Rachel, playing the game she had been thrust into, squeezed Nanny's hands and gave her a kiss on her cheek.

Nanny was happier than she had been in years. She stood up and told them she would be in touch very soon.

"I shall see you at the audition, but if Robby has any skill near Rachel's, they will both be in the next play. Rachel, I am sure, will have a very prominent role." They shared huggs and kisses as Nanny made her way out. She saved the warmest hug and the friendliest kiss for Rachel, of course.

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Nanny drove home and Niles threaded the exposed film into the newly mixed developer. The machine would soon have the films developed complete with contact sheets. Hope had set up the theatre just as Nanny liked it and she had the maid prepare some refreshments. Hope just wondered who, if anyone, would be joining Nanny other than Niles and herself. At that moment Jay pulled into Nanny's driveway just ahead of Nanny. The motion detector gave the household staff a warning buzz as the cars neared the front entrance.

Jay waited for Nanny and helped her exit her limousine.

"Jay, I had some video taken of Rachel's photo shoot. I had her dance and sing for me as well. I think you should see this. I know that you'll be not only delighted, but you will be left as speechless as I was."

Jay's smile got even bigger. Yes, this would be his year and if this child were anything like Nanny was convinced she was, Jay's future would be a very bright and profitable one indeed!

"Rachel? Nanny, who is Rachel?"

Nanny giggled; it was so unlike her, it surprised Jay all the more.

"Rachel was once known as Ricky, Jay. Her name is Rachel Anne O'Hare, now and for all time. Do you understand?"

"Rachel Anne O'Hare it is, Nanny. I won't forget. So, I'll have a beautiful young lady audition for me tomorrow?"

"View the film and look at the photos from the shoot with me, Jay. Then you'll see that beautiful is an understatement. I kid you not!"

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Supper was prepared as the five still in the sitting room chatted away. Well, Rob and Rachel weren't chatting, but the three others were. Julia moved to the couch and hugged Rachel close, telling her how wonderful she had been. Natalie and Karen joined in. Karen, sitting on the other side of Rachel, gave her a big hug, and then kissed her deeply, forcing her tongue into Rachel's mouth. It was a very sensual kiss. Karen practically put her breasts into Rachel's hands as Rachel tried to gently push her away. The ladies giggled at seeing this action. Rob just got angrier, hiding it well, though.

Julia and Natalie looked at Rob. Sensing something was wrong, they stood up and gave him a hug, with Julia 'accidentally' rubbing the front of his tight leather pants. Yes, he was still hard and throbbing.

"Oh, what is this, Robby? Still thinking of Rachel?" Julia whispered in his ear. Natalie giggled as Julia continued.

"Oh, you poor dear, this must be unbearable for you. How long have you been like this?'

Julia and Natalie took Robby's hands and left the room, leading him to the library next door. A quick glance back showed that Karen had things well in hand with Rachel. Karen's clingy spandex top was around her tummy with her pretty breasts firmly in Rachel's hands; both of them were oblivious of anyone else.

Robby was very red as they entered the library. When Natalie closed the door and left Julia alone with her son she giggled. Natalie went back to the sitting room to get the two children there moved to a more private location.

Julia, now alone with Robby, spoke to him like a tender close friend.

"Now, Robby, it's not good to be in this condition for very long. I know you're embarrassed with me knowing this and touching you, but Sweety, you have to have release or you are only going to get frustrated. With frustration comes anger and most of the time it's misplaced anger. So, you just relax, Honey and let me do this for you this once. You'll feel much better afterwards and you'll see that you weren't really angry with anyone. Stuck in that room, looking at what you were looking at, would frustrate any young man."

As Julia talked she undid Robby's pants and slowly slipped her hands inside them, easing his pants out of the way, freeing his impossibly swollen boyhood. With one hand on his member and the other now raising his shirt, she kissed his nipples, slowly moving downwards.

Robby was beside himself as he reached for Julia's breasts, only to find himself refused that access. He held Julia's head instead as she slowly took his throbbing boyhood in her mouth. She held his scrotum in one hand gently massaging him while her other hand tweaked one of his nipples and then the next. It did not take long, for, in just a few more seconds, Robby erupted in a release and climax that had him collapse to his knees. Julia swallowed and smiled, kissing Robby on his cheek and then she stood leaving him in the library gasping for breath, his boyhood still exposed and Robby still on his knees.

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Bill and John were just pulling into Bill's driveway as they chatted away about their very successful club outing. The corsets were in the back seat, all twelve of them, ten of them for Rachel and two, a present from Julia to Karen. Bill and John had fleeting visions of their wives wearing them. Several were under the bust types as the men visioning their wives walking around with their breasts free and their waists bound tightly. They were both in a state that had them wanting their wives, and soon.

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Niles returned to the main floor with about twenty-five contact sheets, a portable light table, and a magnifier. He'd soon be joining the others in the theatre.

Hope arranged the seating for the three of them, plus spots for two more in case Nanny had invited a few more. She had already distributed the refreshments and now awaited the others before starting the video. She couldn't wait to view it. It would be shown from three views at the same time on the large screen. She especially wanted to see the singing portion once again; Rachel was her loveliest while singing. The dance portion was not to be missed, either. That child had a rare grace and was fluid in motion!

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Natalie peeked into the sitting room to see her daughter, fully dressed and pouting, listening to Rachel's forced whisper.

"Karen, I know what you think of me; that I should be this (Rachel waved her arms indicating her present attire). But I'm not! Didn't you listen to my song? Don't you know how I really feel? Karen, you are the most me, myself and I person I've ever met! You're very pretty and I am turned on by you, but not as a girl! Rich is turned on, not Rachel! Go find one of your real lesbian friends to have sex with. I won't pretend for you, even if it means no sex for me."

With that said, Rich, dressed as Rachel, stormed out of the room past a shocked Natalie and went straight to his room.

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Robby had gotten himself back together by then and was entering the main foyer when the men came into the house. The newly hired greeter and butler followed them in, carrying a number of boxes. One look at Robby, and the men began to chuckle. Robby was a little uncomfortable seeing Mr. O'Hare and it showed.

Bill shook his head.

"Robby, dear boy, it looks as though you've been through the ringer. What did we miss?"

Bill and John went into the sitting room with Robby in tow. Upon entering, they saw Natalie comforting a very upset Karen.

John, surprised, asked a few questions in rapid succession:

"Honey, what's wrong with Karen? Didn't it all go well with Mrs. Larkin? Karen, what's wrong, Pumpkin?"

Robby rolled his eyes. Bill excused himself and grabbed the startled Robby by the shoulders, pulling him back out of the room.

"Ok, out with it, Rob," he ordered. "Tell me what happened while John and I were gone."

Robby sputtered at first, but then described in detail what had happened, leaving out a few things, of course.

Bill couldn't figure out what had upset Karen, so he asked Rob about it.

Rob sputtered and told Mr. O'Hare that the last he knew about it was that Rachel (Yes, he had used Rachel instead of Rich) and Karen had been making out on the couch.

Bill was even more surprised hearing this, and asked Rob a very important question.

"Rob, who is Rachel? I thought Rich, or I should say Riki, was supposed to make an appearance."

Rob once again sputtered, and decided to fill Bill in from the very beginning.

"Wait a second, Rob. This looks like it might take awhile, so let's sit in the library, ok?"

That was the last place Rob wanted to go, but he had no choice. He soon found himself back in the library with vivid thoughts of what had just happened there.

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The Cook pushed the intercom button and announced that dinner would be served in thirty minutes.

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Julia had gone upstairs to freshen up and now returned downstairs to find the many boxes sitting on a table in the foyer. She giggled; knowing the fun she and Natalie would have getting the two girls laced tightly in these. The two under-the-bust corsets being for Karen, Julia couldn't wait to see the little hot minx laced into them.

Julia rang her little bell she always kept with her now and a maid soon appeared.

"Help me bring these upstairs, would you please, dear." This was not said as a question, but as a polite order.

She had the maid place them in another bedroom upstairs. This one was indeed a teen girl's room. Rich had never seen this room because his mother had kept it locked at all times. This was to be Rachel's room until the Widow's Walk suite was remodeled. That remodeling was to begin soon after they had all left for the theatre Monday morning.

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John's jaw dropped at the tale he heard from his wife and daughter. He sympathized with Rich/Rachel, though, and only nodded his understanding. He kissed Karen on her forehead and his wife on the lips and then left it to her to get Karen feeling better. Natalie's claim to fame was how well and quickly she could take someone from being down in the dumps to laughing and happy in record time. This had helped her immensely as a beautician and make-up artist. Many a nervous and unsure bride came into Natalie's shop and left happy and sure of themselves.

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Nanny, Jay and Hope sat while Niles turned on the portable laptop light table and put the first contact sheet of the shoot in place. He quickly scanned them once again and marked

the ones he thought were the best. He handed the magnifier and light table to Nanny.

"Oh my, Niles, these are wonderful!"

Niles beamed with pride, but knew that he couldn't have failed with Rachel. His skill had captured the child perfectly.

She dazed in amazement at photos of Rachel looking at flowers with virginal wonder. The best one of them all was one of her reaching for a tall pink geranium with an expression of total joy.

Nanny passed the light table to Jay, and what he saw brought the biggest happiest smile. This started everyone laughing gleefully; they had finally found Nanny's long sought-after wonder child.

"Nanny, she is absolutely radiant!"

Niles replaced the contact sheet with another and they shared the rest of the twenty-five sheets. Then came the comments: "OH MY GOD!" and "SHE IS PERFECT!" and "LORD WHAT A BEAUTY!" And then it was time for the film.

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Rich sat crosslegged on his bed, deeply troubled. He realized there would be no escape now. Not only did he play the part well, but he had played it to perfection! As Rachel, he had done all that was asked of him and used all of Rich's skills to give the performance all had been asking of him, from Rich's acting ability to his skill at dancing, and then, to top it off, his singing ability. Rachel had stolen it all! She did! She had stolen all of his hard work and all of his natural abilities. Rich and all that he had accomplished were now forgotten. All of his talents were now Rachel's. She had the skills and talent with Rich only being in the way of success. Rich pressed the intercom button and then clicked Kitchen.

"Hi, this is Rich, and I won't be eating with the others. Could you please send up a pot of coffee? Thank you."

This caused a little confusion in the kitchen because they had not heard of a Rich among the family members, only a Rachel. They kept Rachel's setting and would ask Mrs. O'Hare where to send the coffee. The cook pressed the intercom once again; this time to ask Mrs. O'Hare to buzz the kitchen.

Julia wondered what might have gone wrong as she answered the page.

"Yes, what is it?"

"Excuse me, madam, but we have a person named Rich asking for coffee to be sent to his room. He also mentioned that he wouldn't be joining the others for dinner. We don't have a Rich listed as a guest. Could you let us know which room he occupies?"

"That won't be necessary. Rachel is just playing a little joke on us. She likes to play act as a boy from time to time. If and when she does this again, just humor her and contact me, ok?"

"Yes, madam and thank you."

Julia went to Rich's suite, calming herself as she went. She couldn't afford to make Rachel upset now. No, not now and not ever! One thing she did know; Rachel had to join everyone for dinner. Things would be laid out for her in the conversations planned to explain things to the husbands.

Rich was pacing back and forth, this article of clothing in this corner of the floor and that article of clothing thrown over in that corner. He was now down to just Rachel's panties and stopped as he saw his reflection in the full-length mirror. Breasts, he did have breasts! Small pointy nipples with a bit of swelling but yes, they were breasts, as both Karen and Natalie had alluded to. His mother said it could be an infection, but now he knew better. Angry now, Rich tore Rachel's panties from his body and looked at what little he actually had in the manhood department. He collapsed to the floor in tears and resignation in the realization that he could never be a 'real' man. His mother found him lying in a fetal position quietly sobbing with his make-up ruined by tears.

"Oh, Honey, what's wrong, Sweetheart? You were perfect today and I am so proud of you. Everyone had only the highest praise for you, Sweetheart."

Julia knelt down, hugging Rachel to her, rocking her gently and planting soft kisses as she spoke.

"Honey, don't you see what a wonderful future you have? Don't you see what your abilities and gifts have brought to your family and new friends? Nanny has promised Natalie and me the opportunity of a lifetime and it's all thanks to you, Sweetheart! Karen has a future she could only have dreamed about and Robby has a chance at a career he never could have had without you. Don't you realize how many people you are helping by doing this? Look, Honey. Nanny sprung an unexpected test for you today and not only did you pass this test, you blew them all away with your talents! Don't you think, judging by what happened today, that you could do this? Think, Darling. What happens if you say no, now? Do you think everyone would just say, 'Ok, Rachel, we understand?' I don't think so, Honey."

Rich, hearing himself being referred to as Rachel once again, winced a little and looked up at his mother.

"I looked in the mirror again, mom and I realize that I'll never be a 'real' man - not with this pitiful thing the size of an infant's. Why mom? Why did God make me like this? I'm not a boy or a girl but a thing! That's what I am mom, a thing!"

With that said, Rich cried harder and clung to his mother tighter, squeezing her and begging her for an answer he could understand.

"Honey, the important thing is that God did do just that and for reasons only God knows. Everyone on this earth has a purpose and things to do while they live that God has planned for them. You have to live your life with what you have been given and if you really stop and think, you have been given quite a lot. Your natural abilities at acting, dancing and that beautiful singing voice are all gifts from God, Sweetheart. You are very beautiful and it is only other human beings that judge you so harshly. I think they treat you badly mostly out of jealousy. You have something each of them crave that they don't have. Take your pick, Sweety. You are very smart and at the top of your class; you sing like no other; you earned the soloist position by your ability, and your looks are above the girls. You have a fluid grace and beauty to your dancing and your stamina is way above the norm. We all know of your acting ability, but you treat that as a curse and hardly put in real effort to it. Even without a real commitment, you have landed supporting roles in every play in both elementary and junior high school. Just think of what you could have done if you had applied yourself!"

"Mom, I was born a boy, and even with this pitiful excuse for male equipment I'm still a boy. God made me a boy, flawed in everyone's eyes and now even in mine. All that I've done up until today I have done as a boy, and in one afternoon all I have achieved was given to a nonexistent girl named Rachel Anne. My dancing, singing and acting was appreciated, but I never got the praise as a boy that Rachel got! You said that I'm smart, but when was the last time you or dad said something other than 'good job?' My teachers were the ones that kept at me to achieve my true potential. You and dad just expected it of me.

"Take swimming and diving, mom. When was the last time either you or dad showed up for any of my meets? What is it, two years ago now? Where did you put my diving trophies, mom? They're in the attic, mom! All of them are in the attic where no one can see them or even know that I am one of the best divers in the state. No, all that you display are my dancing pictures and awards. They're pictures of me dressed as a girl in several plays and the only pictures of me singing you chose to display are what ones, mom? I will tell you; the ones where I sang in the girl's choir and wore what? The pink and white choir gowns with those stupid bows and the ribbons in my hair!

"Nothing is displayed where I am clearly a boy, is there? You've selected the most feminine pictures of me for everyone to see. Not one of me is clearly as a boy; that's why there are no pictures of me diving and swimming. That's why there are no pictures of me when I played the boy parts in plays. None of the pictures taken of me being presented with my academic awards. Why? I was dressed clearly as a boy in those photographs, that's why! The truth is, mom, you never wanted me. You always wanted Rachel Anne. You were always the happiest when I had to model your little girl outfits and you always called me Ricky and I'll bet it was the one spelled 'R-I-K-I' at that. No mom, you want Rachel Anne, not me."

Julia eyes widened and her mouth opened in shock! She was speechless, unable to answer Rich at all; he was so right on the mark in all that he had said. Rich stood up as he removed the arms that held him and looked her right in the eyes.

"Mom, can you help me get dressed? I think you want Rachel, now and I won't fight you. I'll act for you because I love you and that's what you want from me." He sighed. "I guess if I'm to help my family and friends it will have to be as Rachel Anne because Rich is just a thing and doesn't belong anywhere anymore."

So, it was Rachel Anne that helped her mother stand and Julia helped Rachel Anne get dressed in a new outfit she retrieved from Rachel's room downstairs. She helped her apply a fresh coat of make-up and brushed her hair. Julia kissed Rachel Anne on the cheek and her only words to her were, "Thank you, Princess, for understanding."

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The intercom buzzed and the cook announced that dinner would be served as soon as the family and guests were ready.

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Natalie and Karen waltzed into the dining room arm in arm laughing and giggling. John walked in then and smiled, seeing the positive change in his girls. Bill and Rob strolled in chuckling together and they all took their seats. They chatted together and traded jokes for a few minutes until Julia and Rachel Anne arrived. Julia seemed happy and Rachel Anne simply nodded and smiled at everyone. Soon the serving girls poured wine for all and the cook came in wheeling a cart with a huge bowl of freshly tossed salad. The serving girls followed her around with oil and vinegar as she distributed salad in everyone's salad bowl.

Bill stared at Rachel with new fascination. He had seen his son dressed as a girl many times, but he had never looked as beautiful as he no, she did now! There was something wrong, though, something missing, keeping the vision from being truly complete. Yes, the eyes! It was something in the eyes that cried out with deep sorrow and loss. The face smiled and her manner was gentle and fluid. She was a vision of femininity, but the eyes held a secret. A sad and sorrowful secret was locked within the ever-changing specks of color, sparkling with a life and language of their own. He wondered who held the key to it. Whoever unlocked the secrets of those eyes would have a priceless treasure and a child's undying love.

What Bill didn't know was that the one who could read the secrets and language locked within Rachel Anne's eyes was very close. They would meet, and soon! Yes, the theatre with all its drama and charm held another soul in its grasp. This soul, though, was free and the one that God had sent for just this purpose.

Bill did love Rich, now Rachel Anne. His love was imperfect. His child was far superior to him in so many ways that he felt no matter what he did, his child would always need what he could not provide. Bill was locked in the game of he had she had and could never let go of his ego and pride; he loved his position and status too much; he loved his money and what it gave him. He knew that to truly help his child and set her free with love and a belonging now unknown to her, he would have to give all of it up. And he could never do that!

The game of life was being played out and Rachel Anne was the key to their futures - Rachel Anne, a physically inadequate boy now living in a world of femininity. A world in which the boy's skills learned and lived so far would now be Rachel Anne's key to success, fame and fortune; a key that if lost would spell ruin for almost all those now involved.

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Nanny and the others watched the video on the large screen, first with three different views simultaneously and then separately. Each way left them wanting more.

Jay sat speechless, which was unlike him. Nanny was beside herself, knowing that this child surpassed even her own desires. Niles just wanted to have this child for his own and be free to photograph her twenty-four hours a day, whenever he desired. Hope was in love! Her desire was sexual and she squirmed restlessly in her seat; her desire for this child had set her loins on fire with wanting.

Nanny nodded to Hope that they were through with the viewing.

"Well, Jay, what do you think now, my greedy little friend?"

"Nanny, please, must you mix insults into our dealings?"

"Oh, poor Jay. I'm sorry, dear, but I saw your cash register eyes light up as you viewed the videos with me. Please tell me, Jay, what do you think of our Rachel Anne?"

"She is the answer to our prayers, Nanny. This child doesn't have a skill or two; she has them all! Not only that, she's a natural and has a fluid grace I have never seen. And that voice of hers; the charisma when she sings will have the audience screaming for more! We have a gem here, Nanny a very rare gem, and we cannot lose her."

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At the theatre, the stage crews applied the final touches. Everyone, from the set designers to the lighting technicians, and those supporting the actors and director were very busy. The actors rehearsed their lines and mannerisms because they all knew that this was going to be a very important play. This play had to be successful. The last play was a good one, but not the monetary success they had hoped for.

Jay had been pleased with the performance, but not with the attendance and ticket sales. This play was designed to draw the crowds and fill the seats! It contained a little bit of everything; from comedy to drama; from romantic dance to sexy grinds. The hardest part of all were the vocals. Most, if not all, the actors could sing, but not one was soloist caliber! Taken together in small groups, and as a whole, the cast sounded wonderful, but not one of them could take center stage and pull off what this play demanded. Jay had tried to find a singer. He had auditioned several and they were all found wanting. A couple of them had the voice but not the stage presence they needed. The play would open in two weeks and they still needed a key member for this show.

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Jay stood up and stretched his formidable body. He was not a tall man, just five feet six inches tall. He was heavy for his size, but not in an overly obese way. Jay was 200 pounds of muscle with a slight belly. Nanny liked to call him her little man because she was taller than he was at five feet eight inches tall. Add her 4-inch heels with the half-inch soles and Jay had to look up to see into her eyes. Jay loved to eat good food, but he also liked to work out. His workouts kept him strong and fit, but he ate more than he could work off, hence the little belly.

Jay reached in his pocket and took out his little cell phone. He had purchased this little number because of all that it did. It could take pictures and record sound that he could send to those few like Nanny and Niles he trusted and often needed advice from. He placed a call to the theatre and talked to several of the head technicians. He hung up and joined the others who talked about what they wanted for Monday's audition. Jay added his contribution and made another call to the theatre for one last instruction.

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Soon after Jay's call the theatre buzzed with rumors. Most thought he had secured the services of a main headline actor. A few minutes later, after a few calls were placed by a few of the members and crew, that rumor was squashed and replaced by a series of new speculation and rumors, mainly a mixture of anger, jealousy, and hostility but mostly curiosity. One woman in particular was very interested in the latest rumor. She sat with the wardrobe ladies, listening in on their conversation.

"Madge, remember the story of Crystal?"

"Oh yes, Ruby, that young boy who, as a challenge, was dressed up as a girl."

"Madge, that young boy turned out to be the savior of that production and went on to be a film star."

"I remember, Ruby and by the time his secret was out he was a total she and no one believed the true story."

The two ladies chuckled, remembering the tale.

Jezzie Belle Stewart also remembered this story, but no one believed it. Crystal was just too beautiful and no facts had ever been unearthed to prove that she actually was a he in her younger days. If the rumors were true of this present protégé, this would not be the case. All those in the know already knew. If the rumors were true, that is. Jezzi had the feeling that this child would need some help from a tender and caring person, not just in learning the craft, but deep help in the feelings and soul category. She would have to meet this young one and see if, like Crystal, she had the head on her shoulders to handle what was to come.

Jezzi had a secret she'd been holding for a long time now. She was actually a he, but that wasn't the secret. Her secret was the longing she had to be a mother; to have a child she could love and protect, a child she could teach, through love, a deeper understanding of what it is to be a human being. Jezzi knew that the outside appearances of people mattered very little; it was who they actually were that mattered. The body was a tool and you made it appear as you wished if you could. You made it appear as society dictated if you were to succeed and did just the opposite if you wished to rebel from societal dictates.

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Rachel Anne listened with a gentle smile as her family discussed the future and business. She was Nanny's key to their success and they all looked at her as the topic swung to Rachel Anne and the role she would be playing.

Robby was included, and his gaze shifted between Rachel Anne and the others. When he looked at Rachel, he didn't stare but tried to see Rich within. The only clue to Rich was in Rachel Anne's eyes. Rachel's gentle smile could not fool him when he looked at her eyes. The pain and sorrow of loss showed clearly to anyone who could see and was sensitive enough to notice. Rob was at a loss now as to how to help Rich and possibly himself, now that he was locked in with all their futures.

They would need outside help, but who could help? Who would be willing to help them? There were no phones where those he knew on the reservation could be contacted. No, and a letter would take weeks to reach them and maybe months if they were in the deep country, as they probably were now. He remembered an important symbol! Yes, the symbol, when put on the outside of the letter would get them the message as quickly as it possibly could. How could he have forgotten?

Rob asked to be excused because he felt very tired. This was granted by the adults. He left just after a silent signal to Rachel, letting her know he was up to something. Rachel's gentle smile never wavered when she noticed the sign. Rob went home and lay on his bed, forcing his mind to remember the lessons taught him by the elder and chief Shaman of his tribe. The two summers he had spent with him several years ago was the best time Rob had ever had before or since. He had learned much and now he had to remember without error all that he had learned.

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Time for dessert came eventually, but only the men wanted some. Karen was the next to be excused. She went to each person at the table and gave them a hug and a kiss. She exchanged a hint of passion with Julia. She just gave Rachel a friendly peck on the cheek. The look in Rachel Anne's eyes did it. Rich would have no more false affection from this one!

Natalie and Julia were the next to rise and both glanced at Rachel. Julia took Rachel's hand, smiled and gave it a gentle tug.

"Come on, Princess we have a bit to do before getting you ready for bed. You have a big day tomorrow and we want you well rested and comfortable. Nat, you said you had some special massage oil that would help Rachel relax?"

"Oh yes, Jules, let me go get it from downstairs. It's in the warmer. Rachel dear, when I give you this massage you'll just drift off to sleep and the next thing you know it will be morning."

The two ladies chuckled as Rachel Anne gave them both a smile and sighed.

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As the ladies and Rachel rode the elevator upstairs, the phone rang. Sean, the butler answered it and brought it in for Mr. O'Hare.

"A Ms. Hope for the Mrs., Sir."

"I'll take it here, Sean."

"Hello, this is Bill O'Hare, Julia is occupied for the moment. Can I help you?"

"Hello, Mr. O'Hare. I'm Niles' manager for his photography company and I was wondering if you wouldn't mind if I dropped off the photos this evening from today's shoot?"

"Oh, I know we would greatly appreciate that, Ms. Hope."

"Please, Mr. O'Hare, call me Hope. I hate the Ms. thing."

They both chuckled about that.

"Alright, Hope, then please call me, Bill."

"Ok, Bill. I will be over in, say, thirty minutes with the photographs?"

"That would be fine, Hope and thank you very much."

"Don't mention it, Bill. They came out wonderful and I know you'll love them as much as we did. See you in thirty minutes."

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Karen came into her house, undressing as she walked towards Robby's bedroom; dropping this item and that behind her as she went. She tried Rob's door and was surprised to find it locked. She knocked and called out to Rob softly but urgently.

"Rob, let me in please! I am so horny I can't stand it anymore."

"Go use one of your toys then, Karen, I'm still pissed off at you and the last thing I want to do is have sex with my sister! Just forget about us ever doing that again! It was wrong the first time!"

Karen was stunned to hear that from Rob. They both had had more than just a fling with that one time. It had been an all day and all night experience. One time indeed, they must have tried everything at least once. She so wanted to have a deep, satisfying climax like she had had then.

"Ok, fine, asshole!"

She stomped away and entered her room, going straight to her toy chest. Opening it up and removing the top shelf, she found what she was looking for, the vibrating double penetrator. 'At least my toys have more stamina than he does,' she thought with a chuckle.

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Hope hopped into her midnight blue Porsche with the black leather interior and took off squealing the tires, which always made her smile. She always drove fast when she was alone; it was her stress relief and almost always worked to relieve the tension she had built up each day. She would make the trip in twenty minutes at her current speed, but her little radar detector started blinking and buzzing, so she slowed down. Realizing that she wasn't stressed, she kept her speed to the legal limit.

Hope glanced at the box on her passenger seat. Nine inches by twelve inches by four inches deep, it contained several hundred photographs. She'd seen every one of them several times. Several were missing, of course, the underskirt shots that had showed those beautiful panties, Rachel's firm bottom, luscious hips, and thighs. A few of the photos appeared very erotic and those had been removed as well. Yes, this child had it all and with Nanny and Jay in the picture, this child would have all the breaks and great teachers to help her along.

Hope pulled up to the gate at the O'Hare residence and before she could push the intercom button, the gate began to swing open.

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Natalie and Julia had helped Rachel remove her clothes and both were now bathing her in a tub filled with scented oils. Rachel just lay back in defeat, but showed none of the emotions she was now feeling. She let the ladies have their way and realized it was enjoyable to be pampered like this. All too soon, it seemed to Rachel, that the bath was over and the ladies helped her stand and step out of the tub. While all this was going on, the ladies kept cooing at her like she was a little girl. Julia patted her dry with a towel from the towel warming rack, and when she was done, Natalie, now wearing a pair of latex gloves, rubbed a cream gently on Rachel's body. It seemed she applied more to Rachel's groin and chest than the rest of her. Still naked, Natalie led Rachel to the bed where she saw a thick pink fluffy full-length body towel spread out. Natalie had Rachel lay on her back and began massaging her feet, slowly moved upwards.

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Rachel began to just glance around and knew she was in a room she hadn't been in before. This was definitely a young teen girl's room. The walls were papered a light pastel blue with white, pink and pale yellow ballet dancers in various dancer positions. A very large framed and signed picture of a very well known male ballet dancer was hung above a well-stocked vanity. You could tell the dancer was wearing no gaff! His male appendage seemed huge the way the picture was taken and the pose the dancer was in.

Another wall held a large framed picture of a hardly dressed well-known female singer in mid song. Rachel noticed other, smaller pictures of Rachel herself. All were taken while she was dressed as a girl. They ranged from when she was a baby all the way to just recently. Looking further, she noticed a large lighted curio cabinet with six glass shelves. They contained ribbons and trophies, as well as a few pairs of well-worn ballet slippers from when she was very little up until her last pair.

She noticed several mounted awards and wondered why his mother would have put awards with his real name on them for display. With further glances about, she noticed a very expensive dollhouse with miniature furniture and figurines inside. There were many stuffed animals and pretty dolls on shelves high up on the walls. Each doll was in its own glass case, save for one well-used looking doll sitting in a tiny rocking chair in the corner, appearing to be wrapped snuggly in Rich's old baby blanket. There was a bookcase that went from floor to ceiling and was at least ten feet wide, stocked full of books. Close bye stood a recliner and a light blue colored pole lamp aimed to aid a seated reader. Mounted in the wall opposite the chair was plasma television surrounded by frilly pastel pink curtains that could close and hide it. Just under that was what appeared to be a fully equipped stereo system, complete with wireless headphones.

Opposite that was a computer desk built into the corner. One side of the desk was dedicated to a new computer system. The side that stretched around the corner was a writing desk. Directional lighting could be seen on the ceiling and on the two walls just above the corner desk. One more glance around and Rachel saw the walk-in closet. It was dimly lit, but it appeared to go very deep and was well stocked. So, this was to be her new room. Rachel knew this without a word being said to her about it.

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Natalie slowly worked the knots from Rachel's feet and calves. When they were knot-free, she moved up to Rachel's thighs, finding them very tight with stress and knotted from her dancing earlier. Natalie wondered how Rachel could just lie there and not show any pain in her expressions. She knew the initial pressure caused some discomfort until the muscles loosened. A very strong child this was if physical pain and discomfort were nothing! Oh, some recognition this time!

As Natalie worked on Rachel's thighs, getting close to her now-called clitoris, Rachel had eased and relaxed a little. 'Interesting that she did not tighten up or jump,' thought Natalie. One thing was certain. Natalie would not be stimulating Rachel's clitoris this time. It was covered with hormonal cream saturated with estrogen and a testosterone production blocking agent. Soon, Natalie had worked Rachel's thighs clear of knots and the muscles were no longer tense and tight. She moved up to the belly and then both arms were done.

Natalie got up and washed her hands, returning once more to a very relaxed Rachel. Rachel's eyes were closed now as Natalie massaged her neck and face. Natalie almost hated to have Rachel roll over, but no massage was complete until the full body was relaxed.

Natalie whispered to Rachel to have her roll over on her tummy and Rachel did just that with a sigh. True to Natalie's word, by the time she had finished the massage, Rachel was breathing in a regular rhythm and sound asleep.

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Julia went back downstairs and as she got closer to the dining room she could hear excited chatter. As she entered, she could see several piles of photographs and Hope passing them around one by one to Bill and John. She was describing the shoot and what Niles had wanted while passing the photos.

"Hope! Welcome, dear, and I see you have brought the photographs. I can't wait to see them!"

"Hi, Julia, and yes they came out better than expected. Niles was beside himself as they were developed. We will be at the theatre tomorrow. It seems we have to take some promotional photos for the play. All the cast will be there and in full costume."

"Oh, really? Well Rachel Anne and Robby's audition is tomorrow. I hope this doesn't conflict with that."

"Just between us, Julia, Jay was at Nanny's when these were developed and he saw the videos, too. I think Rachel's audition is just a formality. She is in and there is no doubt of that. Julia, please don't let on I told you, ok? I could get in a lot of trouble if any of the others found out I let it slip."

"Don't worry about it, Hope darling. We'll keep this to ourselves, won't we, boys?"

Bill and John, still shaking their heads in wonder at the beautiful young girl in the photos, just nodded in agreement.

This is all I have done for the moment. This will continue until Rachel Anne gets to the audition and from there book three will begin.

So look for "Sold by Those I Love" Book Two Part ?? Giggle, giggle.—Angel

  

  

  

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