Runway
Chapter 37
by Arecee

Several days passed and Brenda went on her date with Preston. This time though she chose what to wear and it wasn’t slut wear, it was a dress with class. It was just a little sexy. It was a mid-thigh, lacy dress that showed enough cleavage to interest Preston, but not enough to look cheap. Brenda actually enjoyed herself and finished the evening the same way as the first time she dated Preston and true to everyone’s word it was becoming easier to perform her duties.

It was the day before Christmas and the whole staff, models included, met at the Universal offices to say goodbye for the holidays. Many of the girls were new to Brenda, as they had never come to the office. She came to the deduction that many of them were former models and now worked as prostitutes for Melissa. The expression in their eyes showed an emptiness from the constant drug use, and Brenda hoped she wouldn’t become like them.

“Tiffany, may I have a word with you?” Melissa asked.

“Yes Melissa?”

“One of the major TV stations has asked that you be part of their New Year’s Eve broadcast from Times Square and they want you at their studios December thirtieth for a rehearsal. It’s important that you make it. Can I count on you?” she asked.

“How exciting. Of course I can make it.”

“Good, I’m counting on you. What are you doing for the holidays?”

“I’m going with Brenda to California to spend time with her family.”

“That’s wonderful, now run along and ask Brenda to come here for a moment.”

Tiffany told Brenda that Melissa wanted to see her.

“Would you step into my office for a moment, Brenda?” Melissa asked.

“Yes, Melissa.”

“Please shut the door, I don’t want the other girls to see what we’re doing.”

Brenda shut the door and Melissa continued.

“Brenda, you’re very dear to me, sweetheart. I know you don’t use much of the candy I give you, so I want to give you part of the money you earned with Preston. I know he tips you handsomely, but I want you to feel more involved with what we’re doing. I don’t want you to feel as though you’re just an escort, but an attractive girl going out on a date. Just because your date happens to pay for your services, well, that’s part of what we do here. I feel guilty that I haven’t shared with you, so I’m going to give you half of what ever I make when you date someone, here, this is yours,” Melissa said as she handed Brenda an envelope.

Brenda opened it and saw many one hundred dollar bills, fifteen to be exact. So this is the kind of money she’s making, Brenda thought.

“Thank you Melissa, this is very kind of you,” Brenda said.

“Brenda you could become my most popular escort if you would like, all you have to do is say yes.”

“Melissa I told you I won’t feel comfortable unless your boyfriend can assure me that it’s safe and I won’t get in trouble,’ Brenda said.

“I’ll talk to him after the holidays, I’m sure we can work something out. I really want you to do this, word does get out, and there have been some requests for your services,” Melissa said.

“If I agree to this, I won’t do anything more that what I do with Preston,” Brenda said.

“Of course not dear, of course not,” Melissa replied. I’ll have this little slut fucking her brains out within the month, Melissa thought. Money is a wonderful motivator and she’ll be hooked on that just as well as drugs.

The party ended and everyone went their own way. Tiffany and Brenda had a plane to catch. They were soon on their way to California. It was time to relax for a few days.

Brenda rented a car and the girls were soon on their way to Brenda’s home. As Brenda turned down her street, Tiffany couldn’t help but notice all the lawns.

“The lawns are all green,” she said.

“Of course they’re green, they’re grass, silly.”

“I’m sorry. I’ve never seen grass in the winter. All I’ve ever seen is snow.”

“This is California and it’s winter. You might even get a sun tan,” Brenda giggled.

“All I brought was winter wear, what should I do?”

“We’ll go shopping. My mom will make us go anyway, and it’ll give you a chance to be in sunshine for a change.”

The girls arrived at Brenda’s home. It was just after sunset and the lights were on. Brenda knocked on the door and then opened it.

“Mom, it’s me, and Tiffany is with me,” she shouted.

Brenda could hear the shuffling of feet as her mother came into the entry hall. Brenda’s mother still wasn’t used to seeing her son looking like her daughter, but loved her just the same.

“Let me see my daughter, you’re just as pretty as I remember,” she said.

“Mom, this is Tiffany Rollins. She works with me, she’s a super-model. Tiffany this is my mom, Natalie Watson,” Brenda said.

“It’s nice to meet you Mrs. Watson,” Tiffany said and shook Natalie’s hand.

“It’s nice to meet you too, Tiffany. I’ve seen so much of you everywhere and you’re much prettier in person, and please call me Natalie,” she said.

“I will, thank you Natalie, and thank you for having me over the holidays,” Tiffany said.

“You’re more than welcome Tiffany. Our home has always been open to friends of our children. Let’s go in girls. I think it’s time for your father to meet you Brenda. He’s seen pictures, but it’s not the same as the real thing, and don’t worry, he’s come to accept that he has a daughter now. He’s in the family room watching some stupid football game,” Natalie said.

“Mom, I might be a girl now, but I still like football and the games aren’t stupid,” Brenda replied, sticking up for her father.

“I think they’re stupid too, I personally like hockey,” Tiffany said.

“Well duh, look at where you’re from. You even wondered why the grass was green,” Brenda laughed.

“You’re picking on me,” Tiffany whined and started laughing hysterically.

Brenda was taken back by her friend’s laugh. Dirk would have never laughed like this and yet Tiffany was almost rolling on the floor. She had definitely become a changed person and all of it for the good.

The girls and then Natalie entered the room. Brenda’s father was engrossed watching the game.

“Herman,” Natalie said, with no results, “Herman! Pay attention, Matt, I mean Brenda’s here with her friend.”

That statement had its results as Brenda’s dad’s head snapped to attention. He saw the two pretty girls looking at him and he wondered which one used to be his son, and then it was obvious, the cute short one had to be Matt. It was one thing to become a girl and another to grow six inches during the last year.

“You must be Brenda,” he said looking at Brenda.

“Yes daddy, it’s me. God, I was so worried that you might never recover. Can I hug you?” she asked.

“Yes, I would be hurt if you didn’t,” he said.

Brenda’s eyes filled with tears, as the tension of this moment was broken. Her father had accepted her. There was no more doubt as to what she would do in the near future, she was accepted and she could finish the journey to really become Brenda Watson.

Brenda went to her father and he took her in his arms. She was surprised by the strength he had, even after the accident. She laid her head on his shoulder and wept, God she loved her father so.

“What’s wrong sweetheart?” he asked.

“There’s nothing wrong daddy, it’s just a girl thing,” she said and held him tighter.

Herman liked his daughter holding him like this. It was different and strange for him and yet she felt soft and loving as she held him. Having a little girl was going to be a nice thing and being able to protect her from, well, whatever, made him feel good.

Brenda and Tiffany went back to the car and brought their bags inside the house and put them into the bedroom they would be sharing. Brenda’s brothers would be arriving later that evening and the Christmas celebration would be the next day.

“Mom, do you have anything to eat, I’m starving,” Brenda asked.

“Boy or girl, some things never change,” Natalie laughed. “In the fridge dear,” she shouted.

“Are you hungry?” Brenda asked Tiffany.

“A little, what do you have?”

“Cold cuts and cheese. I see a sandwich in our future. Here take the mayo and I’ll grab the bread,” Brenda said.

Brenda made a sandwich for both the girls and they sat at the table to eat.

“Your mom and dad are very nice,” Tiffany said.

“They are special. I was so worried about all of this,” Brenda said waving her hands toward herself, “But they embraced it after they got to know the new me, and to be honest I was surprised, even my brothers are cool with it.”

“You’re very lucky to have a family that can love you for who you are and not how you look,” Tiffany said as her eyes began to tear.

“What’s wrong Tiff?” Brenda asked.

“I was thinking of my family and how they are reacting about this whole thing. They didn’t even want me to come home for Christmas. I explained that it was just a disguise, but they didn’t care. As long as I look like a woman they don’t want me in their home,” she said.

“It’s their loss then, you’ve become one of the sweetest persons I’ve ever known, man or woman and I love you dearly Tiffany,” Brenda said.

Brenda went to her friend and held her tight. Even though she had become one of the most popular models in the world, she was still an insecure little girl and she needed some one to hold onto right now or her life would be set adrift.

Brenda heard the front door open and close and then heard her brother’s voices in the entry, “Mom, we’re here.”

“Come on Tiffany, I’ll introduce you to my brothers,” Brenda said and pulled her friend by the hand to meet her brothers.

“Brenda! How’s my little sister?” asked Mel.

“I’m fine and I want you to meet my friend, Tiffany. These two beasts are my brothers, Mel and Mark. Guys, this is Tiffany,” Brenda said.

The boys thought their sister was hot, but she paled in comparison to Tiffany and they just stood there with their mouths open.

“Don’t be rude boys, say hello,” Natalie said.

“It’s very nice to meet you Tiffany,” Mel said.

“Wow, it sure is,” Mark said.

“It’s nice to meet you too,” Tiffany replied.

“I didn’t know my sister had such good looking friends,” Mel said.

“Leave her alone Mel, she’s here to relax and not to have some horny guy chasing after her,” Brenda giggled.

“But she looks familiar,” Mark said.

“She should, she’s in all those Sunstar ads you guys drool over,” Brenda said.

“Hey now I remember, and you’re going to be staying in the room next to mine? Wow, this is the best Christmas present ever,” Mel laughed.

“You guys are too much. Come on Tiffany, let’s finish eating,” Brenda said.

“Your brothers are funny, I like them,” Tiffany said.

“I guess, they do grow on you after a while,” Brenda said.

The brothers followed the girls into the kitchen.

“Hey Brenda, make us a sandwich too, please,” Mel asked.

“Do it yourself. Tiffany and I are already eating,” she replied.

“Pretty please, I’ll love you forever,” he pleaded.

“I’ll make them for you,” Tiffany said.

“See, you should take a lesson from your friend, sis,” Mel said.

“If she knew you as well as I do she wouldn’t be so nice,” replied Brenda.

“Come on, you know you love us,” Mark said.

“I’ll help you Tiffany, if I don’t I’ll never hear the end of it,” Brenda laughed.

The girls made the sandwiches and the boys joined them to eat.

“How long are you staying this time, Brenda?” asked Mark.

“Until the twenty-ninth. Tiffany has to be back by the thirtieth, she’s going to be on the broadcast from Times Square on New Year's Eve and has a rehearsal,” Brenda said.

“We’re not going back until a couple of days past Christmas, so would you like to hang out with us? We might be able to surf if the weather stays nice,” Mel asked.

“That sounds like fun. What about you Tiff, shall we?”

“I guess, but I’m not going to surf, I don’t know how,” Tiffany replied.

“I’d be more than happy to teach you,” Mel said.

“No, I’ll keep my feet on dry land, thank you, and we have to shop for some clothes for me, remember Brenda?”

“We’ll do that the day after Christmas and then the following day I can go surfing. I have to get a wetsuit since I don’t think my old ones will fit anymore, they’re too small in all the wrong places,” Brenda said.

“You’re sure right about that sis,” Mel laughed.

The conversation continued well into the early morning and the girls finally went to their room and a well needed rest. They were exhausted since their bodies were still on New York time.

Christmas day came and Brenda’s family celebrated that afternoon with dinner and gifts. Brenda received a new wet suit from her brothers so she wouldn’t have to shop for one later.

“Thank you so much guys. How did you know this was what I wanted?” she asked.

“After the last time we saw you it was pretty easy to figure out that you weren’t going to fit in your old suit and we miss surfing with you, so merry Christmas, Brenda,” Mark said.

“I love you guys, thank you,” Brenda said.

The following day Natalie took the girls shopping and Tiffany bought enough warm weather clothing to last the rest of the week, including a dress for that night, as the boys had talked the girls into going out for some fun.

“Brenda,” Natalie called, “Look at this on the news.”

Natalie was watching the local news on television and a story interested her.

“What mom?” Brenda said.

“Watch this story, it’s about a model that was murdered yesterday in San Francisco. Maybe you know her,” Natalie said.

“Mom, just because she’s a model doesn’t mean I would know her. What happened?” Brenda asked.

“She was stabbed thirty-three times with a knife.”

“That sounds more like a rage killing than what we’re doing, ours is all about drugs, not murder. I’ll bet the local cops find the killer and it’ll be some guy that got angry because she wouldn’t go to bed with him,” Brenda said.

“You’re probably right, let’s eat dinner,” Natalie said.

After everyone had finished dinner, it was time to get ready.

“Where are we going?” Brenda asked.

“To a new club up in San Luis Obispo. A friend of mine says it’s great, and has lots of single girls,” Mel replied.

“Well goody, goody, just what I want, lots of single girls. What are Tiffany and I supposed to do?” Brenda asked.

“Meet some guys?”

“I don’t want to meet some guys; I just want to have fun. Can’t you and Mark stay with Tiffany and me?”

“God Brenda, what brother wants to spend time with his sister and her friend?” Mel asked.

“Please Mel, I don’t want a bunch of guys hitting on me,” Brenda whined.

“We’ll protect you. Don’t worry, okay?”

“You’d better, or I swear I’ll have Tiffany beat you up.”

“I couldn’t be that lucky, Mel laughed.

“Then I’ll do it,” Brenda snapped at Mel.

“You just put the fear of God in me. Don’t worry you will be fine.”

Brenda and Tiffany went to get ready.

“What are you going to wear, Tiffany?” Brenda asked.

“I was going to wear the dress I found today, but then I remembered that I brought a bebe dress with me and the shoes that go with it. I’ll show you,” Tiffany said.

Tiffany pulled a black bubble dress from her luggage and held it for Brenda to see.

“Oh my God, that’s hot. I hope I can find something half as nice to wear,” Brenda said.

Brenda looked through her clothing she left the last time she visited and found the dress she was looking for. It was a pink mini dress with a fitted bodice, spaghetti straps and an open back. Brenda wasn’t going to be outdone by her friend.

The girls helped each other with their makeup and soon were ready to leave with Brenda’s brothers.

“Hey, are you girls ready? We don’t have all night, you know,” Mel yelled.

“We’re coming, let me get a sweater,” Brenda yelled back.

Tiffany was the first to enter the room. You could hear the boy’s teeth rattle as their mouths dropped open, she was gorgeous. Tiffany was wearing a black bubble dress with a halter top gathered above her breasts with a large gold bangle and the hem stopped several inches above mid thigh exposing her shapely legs. Her four-inch translucent wedge sandals added to the effect with the tiny ankle strap drawing attention to her shapely calves. Now they knew why she had become a super model. Either brother would be honored to be able to escort the beauty.

Brenda entered next and she looked hot. Her dress was as short as Tiffany’s and hers exposed her cleavage as well as her back. Only the guys reaction was a little different with Brenda.

“Holy shit, Brenda, you can’t go out looking like that, you’re our sister,” Mel said.

“Why not? Don’t I look good?”

“You look too good, you’ll have guys all over you looking like that,” Mark said.

“That’s the idea,” Brenda said.

“We’ll have to stay with you all night or some guy might, well you know,” Mark said.

“Gosh what a pity that you won’t be able to dump me like last time, and if you do, I’m sure Tiffany and I will find something to do. Oh and by the way, close your mouths or you might catch flies,” Brenda giggled.

“I get to be with Tiffany, because I’m taller than you, Mel,” Mark said.

“You mean I’m stuck with our sister? That’s not fair,” Mel whined.

Just then Natalie entered the room and saw the girls. Tiffany looked as though she had just stepped out of the bebe catalogue and her daughter looked as though she was after every guy in town. She knew her daughter was cute, but now she realized just how sexy she was too.

“Girls, you be careful, and boys, don’t you dare leave them alone. If anything happens to them, I’ll hold you responsible,” she said.

“Yes mom,” they replied.

The guys escorted the girls to the car. They weren’t going to leave the boy’s sight for one second after the warning their mother gave them..

“Tiffany, you sit in front with me, your legs are too long to fit in back. Brenda, sit in the rear seat with Mel, I’ll drive,” Mark said.

Forty minutes later, they arrived at the new club and Mark stopped in front so the girls could exit the car and not have to walk too far in their heels.

Mel exited and opened the doors for both girls. The guys thought it would be best if Mel stayed with them, or there might be trouble. Every guy with a view of the women couldn’t help but stare at the beauties and it didn’t take long for word to spread that the famous Tiffany Rollins was going to be at the club tonight with some foxy friend.

Mark parked the car and joined his brother and the girls as they entered the club. They found an empty table and the guys held the girls chairs for them as they sat. It wasn’t but a minute before Tiffany’s fans lined up for autographs, it was going to be a long evening.

Tiffany didn’t mind taking care of her duties, after all, if they didn’t want her signature it would mean that her popularity had gone and she would be just another model. She had grown to love the notoriety she was receiving, and she liked being a star.

Her duties done, the guys asked the girls to dance. Mel even liked being seen with his sister, he only wished she wasn’t family. The evening continued and much to the surprise of the boys they were having a wonderful time with the girls and what the heck it was kind of cool having a sister with hot looking friends. The hardest part of the evening was keeping the girls to themselves, as the other men in the club weren’t shy about asking the girls to dance. Luckily there wasn’t any incident that was bad and soon the couples had returned home.

“Thanks for a wonderful evening, Tiffany,” Mark said.

“I had fun, goodnight Mark,” Tiffany said.

“Thanks for being a nice brother Mel, I had fun too,” Brenda said.

“Me too, you’re pretty cool for a sister, goodnight girls,” Mel said.

The girls went into their room and removed their clothing and makeup.

“Your brother is very nice, and cute too,” Tiffany said.

“He is nice, but I don’t know about the cute part.”

“He is cute and I would have kissed him goodnight if he had asked.”

“You wanted to kiss my brother? Eww, is this really the Tiffany I know?” Brenda asked.

“What’s wrong with that?”

“What’s wrong with that? Miss 'I don’t want a man to touch me'?” Brenda said.

“Things are different now, I’ve changed, that’s all,” Tiffany said.

“You have and I like it. Please stay my girl friend.”

“I will. Goodnight Brenda.”

“Goodnight Tiff.”

The following day found the guys and girls at the beach. Brenda wanted to try her new wet suit and she missed surfing. Tiffany wasn’t about to try surfing, so she just sat around looking pretty wearing white shorts and a light blue tube top. It was unseasonably warm for this time of year, even for California and Tiffany was going to enjoy the sun.

Brenda had paddled out to the break and waited for the right swell to come to her. She paddled to catch the wave and tried to stand and promptly found herself under water. Crap, she thought, that was an easy wave, how could I have not been able to ride it? She recovered and tried again with the same results. She became frustrated not being able to stand on her board. What in the heck is wrong with me, I’ve always been able to ride these waves when I was Matt, so there is no reason why I shouldn’t be able to ride them now.

“Hey Brenda, what’s wrong. Don’t know how to surf?” Mel laughed after watching his sister’s predicament.

“I don’t get it, I was always the best surfer of all of us and now I can’t even get up. I don’t know what’s wrong,” she said.

“I think I know what might be causing your distress, dear sister,” Mel said.

“What’s that?” she asked.

“Your balance is different now.”

“What do you mean?” she asked.

“You have boobs. Didn’t you notice that you were falling over the front of your board?” he asked.

Brenda felt like a fool. Why hadn’t she thought of that? Of course her balance was different she had boobs and her ass was bigger. She would have to learn how to surf all over again.

“Thanks Mel, I forgot I had them,” she giggled somewhat embarrassed.

Brenda practiced and soon was cutting the waves like she used to. She missed being able to surf when she wanted to. She would find a place to surf when she returned to New York.

The rest of the time passed quickly and the girls returned to New York, there was work to be done.