Events conspire against a successful young woman with a dark painful past. She is forced to confront her frightening past that she has been running away from her whole adult life.

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The days were getting shorter and Susan saw the sun starting to get low in the sky. It was getting dark even though it was late in the afternoon. Personally, she liked the dark. But not today. It was just this time last month she got a summons to appear in court.

It was her horrible sister suing her and making a bunch of outrageous claims. She was once again, causing her grief, after torturing her as a child, destroying her innocence. But Susan had overcome her bitter past with the help of her friend, Kerry.

As a result, she had to pack up her things, get her high priced attorney Kerry, and they moved two states just to defend herself against her stupid sisters claims. But Kerry was working pro bono on this because of her hatred of Susan's sister. Kerry knew all about Susan's suffering as a child. She pledged to do all she could to protect Susan from any more abuse and she meant it.

Susan and her attorney Kerry Winter loved each other. Kerry had fell in love with Susan at first sight, and every since then, they had never left each other. They bought a house together nearly a year after they met.

Susan owned and ran a large industrial firm, and Kerry was very valuable to her as the lead attorney representing her company as it grew to dominate its industry. Kerry had ambitions beyond simply being a high priced attorney. She had been lobbying with Susan's help, for the democratic presidential selection. She had Susan's full support.

They made it to their luxurious hotel room and the two women settled in. Susan had her court date in an hour, well it was just depositions, but that didn't matter to them, the look on Kathy's face after hearing about the evidence against her did.

Somehow, her sister got these bogus charges leveled against her and they were serious. Susan smiled. Her sister Kathy had plans, but she had plans herself. She would make Kathy pay for daring to bring the past up again. A past where she had destroyed the boy that Susan was, turned him into a sex object for Kathy's amusement as her friends helped themselves to her sister's body.

Susan still had nightmares about the rapes done upon her as boys used her to satisfy their urges, even girls would have their way with her while Kathy watched and even taped what she's done, but now, it was time to get even with that monster.

Kathy would loose everything in this lawsuit. She would give Kathy a chance to drop the whole thing if she wanted. Dredging up the dirty painful past wasn't a road she wanted to go down. But she would go down it if she was forced to. Then, Kathy would be exposed to the world as the sadistic child abuser she is. Her sister Kathy would loose everything after that.

Susan had suffered abuse that would had been terrible for any girl but the fact that she was born a boy and the transformation was forced on her do to a few stupid mistakes made it so much worse.
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The irritatingly louder blare of her alarm jolted them both up. She glanced at her clock and it confirmed. She had set her alarm to let her sleep for two hour She had another hour to get dressed and get to the court house.

The two women shared the bathroom for a short shower and get redressed. Gosh how she hated preparations women had to go though but, it was all but it was all required.

The two women made it to the courthouse in less time than they thought it would take. Susan was presentable and had driven to the courthouse in less an forty five minutes. Susan and her lover Kerry were led into a small conference room where her sister and her attorney were already waiting.

Kathy was sitting there looking at Susan with that damn smug smile Susan remembered when she was young. She smiled back at Kathy. It was a knowing smile like she was telling her sister that she wouldn't get the best of her this time. It was time to wipe that smug smirk off her face now. She wasn't a child and wouldn't be bullied like she was when she was young. Now, she had the power and ability to win against her tyranny.

Looking down at her two abusers smirking faces brought the onrush of long suppressed memories of abuse. She steeled herself to prevent a horrifying flashback that would destroy her composure. But the onrush of thousands of images of her abuse, repeated rapes by Gladstone and her son Miles flashed before her eyes. Only the reassuring hand of her beloved Kerry stopped it from turning into a full blown flashback.

Susan and Kerry sat down at the far side of the table across from her wicked sister and smiled back. Kerry started the proceedings, "We read your accusations Kathy and we can prove that your accusations are totally preposterous. How could you accuse her of not being a fit parent for her children, and how could you sue for her children Kathy? Haven't you done enough to destroy her life? I am warning you Kathy, that you better drop the this lawsuit. This time, your bullying tactics will not work and you will loose. "

Kerry did feel a raging hatred at Kathy because she hurt her lover. She felt something like pleasure that now she would be able to really make the horrible bitch pay.

Kathy laughed out loud in that arrogant haughty laugh she did when she knew she had the upper hand. Her blonde hair waved as she laughed and she got serious and looked cruelly at her sister. She sneered, " I don't know what you have been telling people 'Ben' " She drew the name out as if she really had something. " But we have evidence that you have been perpetuating a lie. We can prove that you are in fact a male, and you are STILL my little brother. You were born as Ben Mills and you in fact asked us to change you to a girl. We have evidence of the various perversions you engaged in when you were a child. The judge and the jury will see all of that, Ben. Are you so cocky now, you sissy."

Susan smiled as wide as she could now. It was time to wipe that smirk off her face. She smiled directly at her evil sister and said a matter of factly, "If that is your position, then you blew it. I am now instructing my friend here to file a counter suit against you, for all of the abuse you inflicted on me as a child. We can Prove that all of those 'perversions' I did as a child, were in reality your idea, and you forced them on me against my will. I kept all of the childhood video tapes and DVDs you made of me, you made of you beating me, how I begged you to stop and how you twisted my family to hate and despise me. I will instruct my attorney to let you have access to them as is the law. I can prove you sadistically abused me, forced everything on me and kept me drugged. Everything has been sealed, documented by my attorney. I am also filing another suit against my mother. I know I have millions but what is a few more. She can afford it, Kathy, but you cant. I know it will bankrupt you, take your house. I am also filing for custody of your children. It is YOU that will loose...Everything."

That did wipe her smirk off. To Susan's satisfaction, a look of fear and panic took its place.

Susan leaned back in satisfaction. "I gave you a chance to drop this all but you lost that chance. We are going though with it. I was your little brother, Kathy, and you should have stood up for me instead of hurting me. Everyone is well aware that I am a transsexual. Even though I really wasn't but that part isn't important but you made it important now. It will be one of the main evidence I will prove in court. Now, is there anything else, Kathy?"

Kathy's and her attorney were totally blindsided by this development. They didn't know how to proceed now. They just sat there looking stupid and desperate. The look on her attorneys face was priceless.

Susan said, "Well, Ms. Gladstone. I am surprised you don't have any smartass response. I remember you quite well and how you helped them all. You always were in control and had everything all together and now, you have nothing to say. I didn't want to dredge up the painful history and abuse I endured at your hands, but now I have to. OK, wow. I was afraid of meeting you but now, this is good. I wouldn't be surprised if you will be up for disbarment after this. I will ruin you too, so get ready for your summons Ms Gladstone. Oh, and thank you for all of the feminization lessons. I didn't want them but they sure helped me fit in as a woman. If you've been keeping up with me you will know I have made millions in industry. My company is quite a powerhouse now and I'm in position to take over Boeing. See you in court tomorrow."

Susan and her attorney stood up and walked out of the room laughing. She hugged her attorney and said, "We did it, finally. I stuck it to her good. Thanks Ms. I couldn't have done this without you. I been waiting so long to wipe that goddamn smirk off her face and we really did it. "

Her brilliant attorney laughed and said, "You're welcome Ma'am. It was all MY pleasure. I couldn't had done any of this without you and I loved sticking to her after what I saw on the videos that was done to you. My God! That was horrible but don't settle, just yet. There's a Long way to go and we don't know what is up their sleeve yet. They're bound to change tactics now. They will probably try to say you wanted it all but with the video, only an idiot would believe that. And when I find Gladstone's other victims, and if I can get them to come and testify... But that will be hard. That one girl, Priscilla has been in mental treatment for all her life after what that horrible sadist Gladstone and her sissy program did to her. Susan, she has been suicidal for most of her life, since she was only fifteen when Gladstone met her. Her family also sold her out just like yours. But I will try. Lets get back to the hotel and figure out our strategy and write out some more. I must subpoena all the documents on Ms Gladstone's Sissy program and her loon therapist she hired to get you when you were young. "

Susan and her lover Kerry settled into her hotel room for the night preparing for a full nights sleep finally. She earned it after the long sleepless flight and the frantic preparations for the depositions. She was glad she turned their plan on its head.

Susan changed into her sexy pink nightie and laid down into her soft bed. She waited as her lover was changing and she came out wearing a nice blue camisole. She wasn't quite ready to sleep yet. She pulled a chair up the bed and said in a serious tone, "Susan Love, There was a few last things I want to talk about before we settle in for the night."

Susan propped herself up and answered, "Yeah sure ask anything." yawning.

"Don't worry its nothing about the case, " Kerry said. "Well It might but, I didn't want to ask but I am curious. I know that you told me how you are really a boy trapped inside that and I have seen all of the evidence no matter how difficult was to believe you could had been a boy. That must really suck."

"Yes it does. But there is nothing that can be done. We both know so I make the best of it. And your love helps a lot. "

Kerry smiled but she had to ask anyway, "So how do you do it? How DID you do it love?"

Susan was quite for a few long seconds until she finally composed her answer. "Well, It wasn't easy. When I was forced to become a girl, and she forced me to start seeing a regular boyfriend. It was terribly hard but I finally escaped all that. I just disappeared. As I told you. I guess you want to know how I held together instead of suicide. Well That was really really hard."

Kerry said, "What you described would had been hard enough for a girl to endure but we manage some how as I told you about mine. But for a boy changed and subjected to. Its unthinkable that you held together so good. How do you do it."

Susan answered, "Hate. That is how. I hate them. I thought seriously about suicide for a long time before I met you but, That would have meant they won and got the best of me. So my hate became my ally. I hate them more than anything. I let it flow and control me. That was how I stayed alive to make them pay. That was how I directed my company though so many hostile take overs. My hatred as the world, at the abusers, my mother and I hate to say it but my hatred at women. You my love are one of the few women I have ever completely trusted. "

to be continued :

Events conspire against a successful young woman with a dark painful past. She is forced to confront her frightening past that she has been running away from her whole adult life.

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The blaring of the clocks alarm didn't shock her awake, this time. Susan and Kerry slept nearly nine hours. They knew they had a full days work of pretrial motions and proceedings, and evidence hearings.

As she was getting ready for her morning shower, Kerry called her from across the room. She was going though her suitcase when she called out, "Hey Susan, Come here please, there is something we need to talk about, its serious."

Susan walked over to where Kerry was finding one of her business suits to wear. she turned around and said, "OK. This isn't to upset you, but I am afraid there is something you need to know."

"Oh?"

"I know that you don't know too much about the law and court procedure, which was why you hired me on to help you. But, you just can't file a lawsuit to claim someone's kids. That will be one of the motions that Kathy will file against you, and the judge will agree. This is a civil case, not a family court so you must ask for some monetary award here. We can later go file for custody of her children in a family court, later, using this as ammunition. You will win there. But, You cant do that here. We have to decide what you are asking for."

"I simply want to destroy them, Kerry. Ask for such a award they will never be able to own anything again. I was also thinking, If there any way to bring in any criminal charges or has it all been too long?"

"I am afraid that it may be too long, Susan," she answered and it was clear from her voice that wasn't what she wanted to say.

"Damn!"

"The statute of limitations usually is around five to ten years for most sex crimes but there's a few lucky states where sex crimes against children have no limitations. I will check on that for you. But don't get your hopes up in case you may be disappointed. We don't need any more of that."

Susan sighed, "No, we don't."

Kerry kissed Susan on the cheek and then said, "Go on and shower. I'll be in there in a few seconds.

She headed to the shower and turned, "Kerry, I love you so much. I do not know what I would do without your love. You really did save me and you know it."

"I love you too," Kerry answered back smiling.

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They were walking though the court house's front door together in little over an hour later. They sat next to the room waiting their turn. She saw that Kathy and her attorney was waiting, also. She saw Kathy was still very distressed by everything that had happened yesterday.

The large wooden door opened and an officer called them in. Susan and Kerry went over and stood in the defendants area and Kathy went to the plaintiffs box.

"All rise," A bailiff called out loudly to the court and they stood as the black robed judge walked in and sat down in his stand. Susan sat down.

The bailiff called, "The Honorable Judge Stephen Cramer preceding. The case number 9665 Kathy Smith verses Susan Smith is now in session."

The judge read a few of the papers that Kathy's attorney made out for him. He called out, "Will the counsels please come to the stand?"

They walked up. Ms Gladstone shot off immediately, "They can't file for kids here. Someone's children can't be any AWARD for a civil case. Come one now, Your Honor."

Kerry said nothing. She knew it was useless.

He said gravely, "I agree. The motion is granted."

Kerry said, "In that case, we ask for a award of five hundred million dollars for our counter claim."

Gladstone said shocked, "What! That is outrageous. You damn well know she doesn't have that much. Your Honor you can't allow this."

"That is not my problem counselor. The defendants motion is carried. Ms Gladstone, I see here that you have motioned for your case to be dropped, does your client still want to drop charges?"

She looked over and Kathy shook her head yes, "Yes Your Honor."

"OK. The plaintiffs claim is dropped. As for the counter claim of abuse, how do you want to proceed, Susan Smith?"

She walked up to the Judged stand and said, "My counselor and I wish to proceed with the case your Honor."

"OK. Your motion is carried. The plaintiffs claim for damages is dropped. As the defendants claim is accepted. You, Susan, are not the Plaintiff. This case is Susan Smith Verses Kathy Smith for the amount of five Hundred Million Dollars."

Kathy shouted, "What! Susan you have to be crazy."

She gazed wickedly as her sister with hateful eyes of pure evil. "I am not crazy and I warned you but you didn't listen. You should have thought of the consequences when we were young. Now its too late. I will destroy you, Kathy."

The judge had enough of the bickering in his court room and slammed the gavel down. "Order. Are there any more motions."

They both shook their heads and the judge announced, "Ok. We will have a one hour recess and you better be ready to call your first witness, Kerry."

The bailiff announced, "All Rise"

Her sister got her as soon as they left the court room. Kathy stormed up to Susan and said in anger, "How the hell can you sue me for five hundred million. Have you lost your mind?"

She turned her full presence onto her meek sister and said, "How could you do what you did Kathy? My God! How could you have treated me that way? I will destroy you one way or the other."

"But, I was just a child like you. How was I supposed to know. We were rival siblings."

"No excuse. Not for what you did. You have to pay for what you did. And by God you will! You bitch, now get out of my face!" Susan raged, her voice bellowing though the halls as she stormed off. That was satisfying.
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After going to one of the local pasta restaurants for lunch and a quick walk, They made it back to the courthouse. It wasn't a long ride back.

The judge said, "We will now have the counselors opening statement"

Kerry stood up and went to the center of the courtroom. She looked around at the jury and the judge. "Your Honor, People of the Jury. What we have here is a girl whose life was shattered and destroyed when she was a child. This girl was not born a girl. She was born as a boy and because of a few stupid but common childhood mistakes boys make, her sister blew went way overboard and caused it to go much further than it should have. The boy was Ben. He was only twelve when that happened. The evidence will prove that between the ages of twelve and seventeen, the defendant abused, manipulated, had Ben raped and had his life totally altered to what she is today. He had his life and future as a boy stolen and striped away. Her life was destroyed by the defendant. She deserves to pay for that. " Kerry sat down beside her client.

The judge said, "We will proceed to the Defenses Opening statement now. "

Ms Gladstone stood up and gave Susan a smile. She looked around and started her opening statement. "Members of the Jury, Your Honor, What we have here is a vindictive little girl, she's not really a girl or woman at all. But that isn't important. Yes she was abused as a child. Abused worse than we can ever imagine. My Client played a small part in it but We will prove that she played a tiny little part in the entire horrible story. She was the Plaintiffs sister but what could she do. She was a year older than her brother. A massive part of the abuse was done by Bens Mother. That is what the evidence will prove and I trust when all is said and done, when all of the evidence is examined. You will see that my client did not abuse the Plaintiff. "

The judge was sitting at the bench and he announced, "The plaintiff may call your first witness."

Kerry stood up, "I call Susan Smith to the stand."

She stood up and walked over to sit in the witness stand. The bailiff came and swore her in and she sat down.

Kerry went to the center of the courtroom facing the witness, her lover, Susan and she started off, "Can you state your name for the record?"

"My name is Susan Smith," She stated.

"And what was your name before while you were living with the defendant?" Kerry asked.

"My name was Ben Smith. I was a boy, the defendants little brother," Susan answered.

"So you were born as a male," Kerry said to her.

"Yes," She knew her questioning and where it was all going before hand but that didn't make it easy.

"Can you tell the court what happened to make you into a female?"

"Objection, your honor, How she was changed has no relevance to the case at hand. That change is admittedly not the defendants crime here," Kathy's attorney shouted.

"While that is true, the defendant does share a large part in what caused it all to happen in the first place. As this witnesses testimony will show if you will allow it, your honor," Kerry stated for the judge.

"Objection over ruled. You may proceed."

"That is a long story. I made a mistake and committed a crime. I stole panties from a ladies house that caused me to be arrested. My sister was in on it in daring me, along with some neighbor boys, and I wasn't very popular. I was just a kid trying to prove I was strong. I wanted to fit in. But it all snowballed. She told everyone I was a sissy and her, along with the defendants attorney, and some other people forced me to submit to being a girl but not completely at the time."

Ms Gladstone stood up and asked, "May I approach the bench your honor."

"Granted, counsels approach the bench."

They went to the bench and Ms Gladstone said, "This is getting out of hand if they intend to talk about all the abuse she endured. It all wasn't the my clients fault. Most of it was her mother and her friends. My client in fact had very little to do with any of it."

"But your client did in fact provide the foundation, the entire motivation for it in the first place. And your client did in fact participate in it, and gladly. We have evidence I intend to introduce to prove it. If your honor will allow."

He thought it over and then said, "Objection is overruled. The witnesses testimony may proceed, on the condition that she show what part the defendant played in the abuse and how, If it is not then I will sustain the objection. Return to your places Counsels."

A sudden thought occurred to Kerry. She approached the bench again, "Your Honor can we speak in chambers. I am afraid we have a serious conflict here that we need to talk about, in reference to Ms Gladstone and the defendant. Very soon, Ms Gladstone herself will receive her own summons. We are filing a lawsuit against her for abusing my client when she was a child. I request she be removed as the defendants counsel.

She bristled, "What!"

Susan glared at the cruel woman and said in open court, "You did in fact abuse me Ms Gladstone. You, helped my mother, Ms Gladys, Jennifer. I am adding you all. The fact that you are a defendant now precludes you as able to be a defense attorney in this case. The defendant needs another attorney. "

This case was beginning to give the judge a headache. But they were right. There was a possibility of a mistrial. He announced, "We will have a recess till tomorrow at 8: AM. I will render a judgment on your plaintiffs motion for new counsel. " He stood up.

The bailiff said loudly, "All Rise."
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to be continued

Events conspire against a successful young woman with a dark painful past. She is forced to confront her frightening past that she has been running away from her whole adult life.

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Kathy did not know what to do. She didn't have the finances to get another attorney. Ms. Gladstone was doing this because she was a close friend to her mother, but now was being added to the list of defendants. She'd heard that the state bar had suspended her license to practice law, she could no longer represent them. But she knew someone that would. This was just a minor set back.

She turned and told Kathy, "Don't worry, there will be another attorney here tomorrow. She is just as good as I am."

But, Kathy could tell from the look in Ms. Gladstones eyes that she did not have much confidence in their position at all now. She was starting to feel a true icy fear in the pit of her stomach. She was starting to get the terrifying feeling that they were all screwed.

As for Susan and Kerry, they were happy that they got a recess as soon as they did. That gave them the time to talk and relax for the rest of the day.

Susan drove them back to their hotel room. They were let in to the luxurious hotel and went up to their room to relax for a few hours before they would go out to a romantic dinner together, somewhere. Susan took off her business clothes she wore to court with Kerri watching and smiling at her beautiful body. She striped off her business slacks and her jacket and blouse. She looked at Kerri, smiled and reached behind her and unclipped her 18-hour comfort bra and playfully let it fall down her arms to the floor. Doing a sexy pose topless, only wearing her silky purple panties, she asked, "Do you still like?"

Looking at her lovers large 32-DD busts, she was always very bisexual, favoring women more. That angered her parents which resulted in a lot of sexual abuse from her father. That in turn caused her to go for women sexually even more. She smiled at her lover and said, "Yes, mmmm. You are very sexy as a woman, my love. "

Susan Smiled even brighter. From anyone else, that would be hard to take, but thanks to her mothers estrogen and hormones she forced her to take, she did have a very sexy feminine body and she knew how to use it, too. Reaching into her suitcase, she pulled out a very sexy pink nighty and slipped it down her body. She laid back into bed and asked, "Do you want to go next?"

Giggling, Kerri said, "Why sure, my love."

She stood up and reached back. Her body moved sensually as she zipped her back zipper of her miniskirt down. She let it fall off her hips and then she unbuttoned her business woman's jacket and took it off. Smiling at her lover, she slowly unbuttoned her blouse and took it off. She reached behind her and unclipped her bra and playfully tossed it at Susan. Kerri didn't bother to slip anything on as she let Susan smile. Susan liked her lovers chest more. They were smaller and easer on Kerri's body than her own genetically mutated massive breasts that her mother forced her to have.

Kerri leaped into bed with Susan, her soft loving arms embracing Susan's body tightly. Her soft velvet lips passionately devoured Susan's.

Susan closed her eyes so that the all she had to think about was Kerri touching on her body. She loved the feel of Kerri's soft velvet touch. Everywhere that Kerri's fingertips touched spread waves of furious desire, spreading rapidly across her body, even her golden blonde hair spread out over her shoulders seemed to ach for her lovers soft touch. Kerry slid her hand under Susan's soft nightie and lifted the soft pink material over her head and dropped it down on the floor in a pink silky pile. Susan leaned forward, pushing her throbbing nipples toward Kerri's face. Kerri accepted the soft pink nipple between her lips.

Susan let out a soft moan as her lover gently suckled on her soft sensitive nipple sending powerful waves of white heat coursing though her body, shooting powerful spasms of pleasure though her. Kerri's tongue made soft wet circles around her nipple making her spasm in pleasure. Susan's hand moving in soft circles around her lovers waist moved lower and lower down her back until her hands were manipulating her buttock, her fingertips softly touching the soft moist, pink pedals of her femininity. Susan managed to caress her lover in every area that hungered for her attention.

Kerri cried, "Yes, yes, yes," Her hand gently squeezing her lovers soft breasts."

Susan cried out in pleasure as she felt the tip of Kerri's finger enter her. It was just the very tip, but Susan felt it though out her body. And when the others finger found the erect nub hidden that was within the velvety folds of her femininity, she cried out louder than before.

"I need you now, Kerri!"

Kerri answered, "Take me!"

Susan quickly grabbed one of the vibraters she brought with her from the purse and gently slid the tip of the thing into the velvety moist petals of Kerri's femininity. Kerri slid more than her tip of her finger into Susan and they both cried out as massive waves of pleasure radiated from them.

Hours later after several massive orgasms from both the women, they were laying in the bed embracing each other drenched in sweat and other bodily juices. Susan was lying comfortably in Kerry's soft embrace feeling the heat from her lovers body seeping though her pours. Kerri finally said, "Well, do you still want to have the romantic dinner out tonight or stay in and have more fun?"

"MMMM that sounds like an enticing offer, my love, but perhaps we should go out for some fun. There's always tonight, but I am getting hungry, and I know of a great Italian restraint around the corner, they make the best lasagna. And you know how much I 'love' lasagna. "

She snorted, "Oh indeed I do. "

They both broke out into uncontrollably laughing.

"Well damn, I guess that means I need to get redressed for tonight then, And perhaps A hot shower too. I am really feel like a really dirty girl, now."

Susan knew what her lover was talking about. Her body was glistening in fluid. They needed to shower and clean before they went out again.

~~~*~~~

After they took a hot shower together and got themselves clean after the intense session of love making, they dried off and started finding something sexy to wear for the evening out.

Susan picked out a rather tight revealing mini-dress for the evening. It had a plunging V neckline, it hung off one shoulder and had embroider floral lace designs on the bust. Susan picked out matching red nylon stockings and her bright red stilettos heels. She hated wearing pink except in private with the love of her life.

As Susan started doing her makeup in the bathroom mirror, Kerri started dressing. She chose a Black mini-dress. It had a full bust, no plunging V as she didn't think she had much to show off, like Susan had. She was wearing black nylon stockings and matching heels.

The two women got a lot of looks as they walked out of the hotel and into their car.

Susan chose a good Italian restaurant that made really good pasta. She had called in advance, and they knew her. She was part owner of the place so when they made it, a waiter let them in and already had their table ready.

Susan and Kerri sat down together, very close together. The waiter was a slightly uncomfortable with the open display of affection from the two women. They ordered their drinks and kept softly rubbing each other on the leg or arm. Kerri was gently caressing Susan's face as she ordered her hot tea.

It all made the young waiter aroused and he quickly left to get the two women their drinks.

He came back to get the two women's order and they ordered enough food for five people. They ordered salads, Pasta, linguini, lasagna. and a large bowl of ravioli.

They ate together and the young waiter kept seeing them kissing, feeding each other, sensually. They kept touching each other and caressing. It was clear the two were deeply in love with each other.

By the time they got back to their hotel, they were stuffed and ready to settle in for the night.

~~~*~~~

Kerri figured when she got into court this morning that the new attorney would want a continuance. She would ask for the same thing if she were handed a brand new case that morning. But she was surprised by what the attorney said, this time.

She came in neatly dressed, approached the judge and said, "Your Honor, how can you hand me this case in the middle. Any continuance just wont do in this case. We demand a retrial.

Susan really didn't have a problem with the request. They were hardly into the first line of questioning. They could do it all again, so she didn't raise any objections.

The judge said gravely, "Fine, I will give you a week and we can start this thing over from the start. I give you a week to get all of the details down for your new case, counselor."

He slammed the gavel down and dismissed them.

~~~*~~~

Susan told Kerri, "We will do this one differently. I want to file sue all of them, together. Ms Gladstone, my sister Kathy, and my mother. They are all to be named as defendants. Can that be done?"

"I think it can be done. They acted together to hurt you, so they can be sued together. Let me file the paperwork with the court for next week."

~~~*~~~

They went out during the week, visiting stores, purchasing new clothes and in general, just having fun. Kerri already had their case prepared so it was up to the defense to get their act together. The judge had scheduled a new trail in a week. So that meant that Susan and Kerri had a week to do nothing. They went all over the city, visited new places, went to all the nice restaurants, paying special attention the Italian restaurants. But, they went to others as well. They also went to most of the high class department stores.

Susan called her son every night. She loved her ten year old son, he was the entire case. Kathy was trying to claim she was a more competent parent than she was and Susan was destroying her. Her son Anwar, was the light of her life. She named her son after Anwar Sadat.

~~~*~~~

Susan was in her hotel room when the phone rang. When she answered, it was a man from her company.

He told her, "The drilling is going good. But we still haven't found the vein we you were looking for but we have cleared almost a twenty mile section out of the rock under the complex. What do you want us to do with it?"

She thought for a few seconds. Perhaps it was good, she said, "Keep looking and bring a lot of the supplies down there and make a large storage place for the projects, and make some living quarters. Perhaps the cave might become useful. You never know. Do you have it all, Alfred?"

"Yes, Ma'am," He said.

"Good. Keep me updated and make sure my Son Anwar is OK. You are the only one I trust with my company and my son. Is there anything more?"

"No, Ma'am."

She hung up.

Kerri looked over at her from the bed. "You look very beautiful, Susan. Especially wearing that red bra."

Susan blushed.

Kerri blurted out, "I cant help it. Your breasts are so beautiful encased in that red bra you have on. They look great."

Susan blushed even more.

Kerri reached over and caressed the soft skin of Susan's breast. Her fingertips slowly worked their way underneath the silky material edge of her bra.

Susan moaned softly but then stiffened, she said, "Kerri, please stop. The trial is coming up and we have to work now. Anyway, I am really worried about what they may try to do. Look at this!"

She showed Kerri a folded piece of yellow Paper and it was clearly in Ms. Gladstones handwriting. It said in capital menacing letters, "YOU BETTER DROP THIS CASE. THE LIFE OF ANWAR DEPENDS ON IT."

Kerri and Susan were even more disappointed by the judge's reaction to the letter.

When they tried to bring the letter to the judges attention, he simply dismissed it. Their lawyer said, "Look what Susan is trying to do, she's trying to prejudice this case against my client. They can't prove the letter came from my client and I bet she wrote it all herself to accuse Kathy."

The judge said, "I assume if there is any evidence to support your accusation counselor that you would bring it to the police. I dismiss your motion. The trial will take place as previously scheduled!"

He slammed his gavel down and they all left.

~~~*~~~

We have to go to court tomorrow morning. You have to give your deposition and opening statements for later. Are you ready, Susan?" Kerri asked her.

"I think I am. You are going to ask me a bunch of questions and the defense is going to grill me about everything possible, also. How much are we going to go over. I know the defense is going to want to know everything possible before we get in to the actual trial."

"We are going to carefully go though everything, Susan. There won't be any secrets. So, tomorrow, you are going to have to be very strong for us. Can you be strong"" Kerri asked.

"Yes, absolutely. I am tired of this secret and I want to tell everyone exactly what my sister Kathy and my mother did."

"Good. Lets get some sleep we can get up early tomorrow and really stick it to them hard. I want the truth to hit them so hard that they choke on it."

Susan went to the bathroom and got her clothes off and slipped into her silk nightie. Then, She got in bed and feel asleep.

~~~*~~~

Susan had took a very long, hot shower when she woke up that morning. It was very soothing and served to wake her up and prepare her for the difficult day ahead. Her clothes were laid out when she finished and patted herself dry with the towel so she dressed formally and ate her breakfast.

Her lover was always prompt and she was already showered and ready by the time she woke up. Susan guessed she had to prepare herself for the work ahead. Reading though her legal stuff and deciding how to proceed with her and what to ask Kathy when that time came up. It was just the depositions, but that was a big part of the case ahead. It all served to discover things, and lay down Susan and Kathy's initial testimony.

That would decide how to proceed with the entire case ahead. She planned on grilling Kathy and looking for any inconstancies in Kathy's deposition. After all, Clinton's deposition where he denied any sexual relations had tanked his case when it was found that he had lied. This one would tank Kathy if she tried to lie. If she told the truth, it would also tank her. She was screwed either way. She should had thought of the future when she started abusing her brother, but it was too late for that. She chose her path and now she had to pay.

Kathy was ready when they arrived at the court house. They were led to a large room. Depositions were not usually held in a actual court room. The room they chose was Large enough, and everything was set up. The court stenographer was there and ready. Kathy's meager defense was there and her mother was there, also. Ms Gladstone was there, too, but they would have to wait. But the time would come to grill her mother and Ms Gladstone. Oh yes, their time would indeed, come.

The Judge was there, he had decided that Kathy would give her's first. Kerri had no problem with that. Susan would go after that. Kerri took her seat and her Attorney walked up to her.

"Put your left hand on the bible and raise your right hand, repeat after me. Do you swear to tell the truth the whole truth and nothing but the truth so help you, God?" The bailiff said.

"Yes, I do," Kathy said with her hand on a bible. She was sworn in.

"State your name for the record."

"I am Kathy Smith."

"How old are you?" Her attorney asked.

"I am twenty nine."

"What is your relationship to the Plaintiff?"

"I am her older sister. We grew up together."

"How do you feel about this case she has brought against you?"

"I feel she is very vindictive. It was a long time ago."

"And what was your relationship like when you two were young?"

"It was hard. I did a lot of things that I regret now. I have no defense for them except that I was a child when those things were done. I was influenced by Ms Gladstone. I was older, I was cruel because I was extremely jealous of my younger brothers relationship. It was childhood bullshit, and I am extremely sorry."

"You say that you were jealous, Kathy. Can you describe to the court in more detail about what you were jealous of?" Her attorney asked.

"Yes, The plaintiff, Susan, She grew up with us as my younger brother, Ben. He was the light of my mothers life when we were young. He was a strong athletic boy. Our mother dotted over all of his achievements, and she didn't pay me much attention, and I struggled. Everything seemed to come easy for Ben. I grew up resentful and angry, feeling left out of my mothers affections. I know it is stupid now, but I was a child. "

"I Understand. How did that change?"

"My brother was just twelve when I met Ms. Gladstone. We became friends. She told me about what she did and we made a plan to set my brother up. I was fourteen at that time. We had my brother, well He was unpopular, and he had some rough friends. I dared him to break into a neighbor ladies house. His friends joined me. He didn't want to but we convinced him. It was the only way he could prove himself as brave to his friends. But someone asked how they would know he actually broke in or not. So, I said to steal something from the house. We eventually came up with stealing a pair of her panties. He really didn't want to do that but he didn't want to look like a coward or a wimp, so he had to agree."

Her attorney asked, "And how did that work out?"

"We set him up. I called the police and they caught him with her panties in his hand. They made fun of him all the way to the station," Susan couldn't believe this new tactic. It blew their plan out of the water. She was actually being brutally honest with her part in it all. The evidence she had planed to introduce was now irrelevant because of her confession. Not only that, but she was saying she was a child being stupid and it was simply a childhood mistake that went too far. Well, they show how horrible it all was so it would backfire on her. But Susan could swear that her sister was truthful. The difficulty and tears seemed to her, to be real. Kathy really must be sorry.

Kathy went on, "They booked my brother and held him in a cell. My mother got him and took him home. She was humiliated. But she still stuck to him. It took more than a simple childhood prank to turn her against him, but it was the beginning of the end. We knew who the neighbor was. She wasn't going to forgive him. When they met with the DA, she demanded that he prosecute my brother as much as possible. She demanded that he serve some jail time. But I made sure that he knew that if he claimed to be a sissy, she would let it go. I also let him know that a boy like him, charged with theft of lingerie may get sexually abused by the larger inmates. That had him in absolute terror. He was only twelve."

"So he pressured his mother into allowing him to claim he was a sissy, stealing the panties to actually wear. I didn't let them know that she had a kinky fetish for that but he found out later."

"How did he find that out Kathy, What all happened after that?"

"He was taken to her house after his mother called the woman. I went with them and he confessed. Ms Gladstone was there and had some legal documents for them to sign, him confessing to being a sissy. He didn't know they were a legal confession and accepting what ever penalty she wanted. They signed it, but my mother tried to talk him out of it all. But he was terrified. They signed it and the rest is history. He thought it was over but it was just the beginning."

"When did he find out how serious it was?"

"Later that day when she called him and told him to go meet her. He was afraid, but his mother explained what he forced her to sign. I remember it all well. She told him, 'I tried to tell you but you wouldn't listen. You signed a legal affidavit and a confession about your desires. They all allow her to subject you to what ever penalty she wants. And it also allows them to arrest you on a felony evasion charges if you refuse. You and I signed them, so now you are stuck. If you try to back out now, you have accepted that they will take you to prison until you are twenty one.'"

"His face went white but she did try to warn him. His mother had no choice but to take him to her. She left him with that wicked woman for hours. I laughed when I saw him again. He was totally dressed up like a girl. They did his nails, his eyelashes. They put womens lingerie, stockings and makeup. He was crying, but his mother had little sympathy for him after that. It got worse. She still supported him."

"When did your mother turn against him?" She asked.

"That final straw came about a month later. Ms Gladstone was in charge, the neighbor went along and they humiliated him. My mother was forced to leave him there but she didn't know how far they were going. It was all illegal, but it had the illusion of legality. They brought it. They were training him, using fear and pain. About A month later, they showed us how far they went, and he was a docile sissy. Of course, he was a twelve year old boy subjected to pain and indoctrination. He allowed them to dress him up, and they forced him to swallow female hormone pills. And in front of his mother, Ms Gladstone forced him to suck a dildo filled with some kind of sperm. She just watched as adult women forced him. That was it, though. Seeing him accept it all angered and humiliated her. I to this day can't understand why. They were two larger adult women forcing him. How could a child resist and she blamed him. But, that was it. She turned against him cruelly. When we came home, She continued to dress and humiliate him on her own. I remember her cruel words to this day. He protested and asked her to stop saying those things.

"Mother hit him hard. She said, 'I'll tell you what I know! I know that any normal boy would have gladly risked going to jail rather than let those women doll you up like a Fifties Barbie, make you suck estrogen from a ...well, never mind...so that he can grow large, feminine breasts. I know that I had to watch my son, my own pride and joy, suck on that... thing like a teenaged girl in heat while Ms Gladstone watched and laughed. I'll don't think I can ever forgive you for that,' Our mother sobbed . Then, she regained her composure. "As far as I'm concerned, Ben is gone; I don't have a son anymore, I have a beloved daughter and a sissy. From now on, you can expect to be treated like a sissy. You've made your choice, Susan! From now on, you're going to start acting like the sissy you want to be. You're going to gush about your prissy little outfits. You'll tell everyone who'll listen about how thrilled you are about growing your own breasts. You'll happily put into practice everything you learn at the Ms Gladstones Sissy Program. You'll beg Clara and Ms. Gladstone to help you become more and more girlish. Understand? You wanted to be Forever Femme? Well, you've got it! And just so you don't forget!'

"It got worse and worse for him, and I helped make sure that he continued to be humiliated. I was Happy at that time. I helped plan his coming out party. I set him up with boyfriends to be raped. It was mostly Mom, but I helped. I am testifying for the defense. If It costs me then fine. All I can say is Mom deserves to pay but if my sister is vindictive enough to think that I should pay, then so be it."

Kathy started crying.

"So how did the project proceed after your mother turned against Ben so viciously?"

"Well after that, Gladstone pretty much lost interest. Once our mother had a change of attitude toward her son, the project lost its appeal. But she did set up a special meeting where she introduced my brother to the Junior League as Princess. She could be so mean.

"He celebrated when Ms. Johnson our Neighbor tore up the documents that forced him to pretend to be a sissy. But that didn't mean mom would stop. It didn't in any way mean he could go back to being a boy. When he asked Mom, his mother had laughed in his face. "You've got to be kidding. The way your boobies look in a bullet bra and a pretty angora sweater? And don't you have a ballet recital next month. How thoughtful of Ms. Gladstone to let you dance with a real girls' dance troupe. I hear ticket sales are through the roof. Besides, who would do all the cooking and cleaning?"

"When a return to pants was denied, he tried to convince his mother to at least let him wear some modern fashions; after all, girls often wore jeans. But she had insisted that he looked like he stepped off the cover of an early sixties Vogue. She wanted him to look like such a fag! And the behavior his mother insisted on was even worse; the way she made him giggle and flip his wrists, the way he had to squeal when he saw a dress that he "liked," the way he was required to constantly primp and fuss over his head and make-up. Susan had simply replied that he wasn't a girl, and wasn't about to let him be confused for one."

"At home, he had become the house wife, responsible for all of the cleaning and household errands. Thanks to the additive in his Hormones he was forced to take, every time he appeared in public brought him new feelings of embarrassment and humiliation. Me and my mother competed to see who could humiliate him the worse. "

"How did he finally escape it all," Her attorney asked."

"He didn't get away til he was a complete female. Around fifteen, mom finally pressed him into the final operation but it wasn't such a big deal. He had been living as a female and dressing for four years. But it wasn't right. I convinced her that he needed it done. He strangely didn't seem to mind either. So it was done but we still used her as a household maid or something. But during one errand for me, when he was seventeen, he never came back. I also noticed that several thousand dollars were taken from my personal account. I was like oh well. Hope she is happy. That it is."

The Judge said, We are ready for the cross examination."

Events conspire against a successful young woman with a dark painful past. She is forced to confront her frightening past that she has been running away from her whole adult life.

---

Susan whispered something softly to Kerri before she stood to cross examine Susan's sister. Kerri stood and asked the judge, "Your Honor, may we have a short recess to confer with the defense counsel?

"Granted. The court will have a one hour recess."

They all left the room after the judge walked out. Kerri wheeled around and confronted Kathy's Attorney and asked, "What is this that you are doing?"

Kathy interrupted, "What, you have a problem with anything I said, Such as coming clean about everything that happened to you? Helping your case by confirming to the court that your accusations are true? That is what I have decided to do so do you have a problem with it?"

"Um, not really. IF that is what you are doing, but I suspect that there's some kind of plan you are trying to set up. I don't know what you are trying to do, but it wont work. You are screwing yourself, but I don't care. Your confession will be used against you."

Her attorney spoke up, "Susan, Kerri. My client did this in the hope that you would have some leniency on her. We all know it wasn't her that did it. She just set the stage, but it was her mother that did the majority of the damage. It was finally her responsibility, you know this, I know this. She was just a child. My client wants to testify for you and help put down your mother, Susan. "

Susan was angry. She glared at Kathy and her attorney and spat out with a voice dripping with hostility, "Compromise or cooperation is not possible! Your client is going down and there's NOTHING! NOTHING AT ALL THAT YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT! I'LL DESTROY KATHY AND ANYONE THAT TRIES TO HELP HER!" She turned to walk away.

Her attorney then tried to sway Kathy, but she simply responded to her, "No. Whether she decides to be merciful or not, It doesn't matter. Susan has every right to be angry. I will pay what I must to make this right. But I really am sorry for hurting you, Susan, and I will help you, anyway. What our mother did was just horrible. I want to help you put her away. I will testify against her."

Susan looked stunned with her jaw hanging slightly as Kathy walked away. Her deposition had taken forty minutes. Now that the entire plan had changed, they needed to figure out a new way to handle it.

Five minutes later, in a small diner a block away, Susan and Kerri were sitting in the corner with empty plates in front of them. They'd eaten very light as they hadn't any appetite, and were pondering the revelation from her sister.

Susan let out a sigh of fury, then Kerri asked, "How do you want to handle Susan's testimony?"

"The game plan has not changed, Kerri. You know how damaged I am and how often I wake up screaming in terror over what she did during my childhood. I am sorry, but I simply can not forgive her. She is still a defendant, and that wont change. Go after her with everything we can. If she wants to help put herself, and our mother away, that is just better for us. Use it, " Susan told her in a voice dripping with menace and hostility. It scared Kerri to listen to that.

Not that Kerri could blame her lover. She knew what all happened. She listened to the audio tamps and the video VHS tapes those perverts made of her. She had also listened to the secret audio tapes that Susan made of Kathy and her mother that incriminated them and made it very clear that Kathy caused the entire damn horrible thing. They would still use them. Susan was entitled to go after the bitch. They weren't talking about a few stolen dollars or a simple prank. They were talking about eight years of horrible sexual abuse and a forced identity change that destroyed a boys life. Susan was entitled to vengeance.

Kerri into her lovers fierce eyes and simply nodded, "Yes, I understand. The plan has changed but we wont lighten up on Kathy. She needs to pay with everything she has. How do you want me to handle the cross examination?"

"Well, now that she has said she is admitting everything freely, ask her about some of the specific instances she talked about. Ask her how she feels. Go after her from that angle. by her admitting to the crime, she has just made it far easer for us."

Kerri nodded in understanding. Susan then asked, "Call Kathy's defense counsel and lets have a meeting about this. I want to let her fully know that there wont be any deals, but I want to know if she will let me call her to testify for us."

"OK. " Kerri picked up her cell phone and called Kathy.

~~~*~~~

Kathy and her attorney came within ten minutes and were sitting across from them. Kerri started the talk. She knew that she could be more understanding and reasonable. Susan was very hurt and simmering with rage.

Kerri started, "We thank you for your offer, but I am sorry to say that Susan is still very hurt by what you did. She is unable to forgive you or see past what you did. There wont be any deals to be made. I am sorry but, I understand her position. As a survivor of sexual abuse, I can say that I totally understand her feelings. And what I survived was no where near what you did to her. But, if you are willing to go along and help her with her mother, we would be grateful. What do you intend?"

The two whispered together for a few seconds, then her attorney came forward and said formally, "Against my counsel, she is still willing to aid you. She still says that she feels horrible for what she did, and its her version of repentance, if you will. She will help you in her case against your mother. She has confessed openly in court, and she will continue to do so. You may call her as a witness."

"Thank you Kathy," Kerri said. "We will."

Kathy suddenly stated, "I know that I am screwed either way, Susan. I am sorry for what I said last week. Ms Gladstone told me to and I have for so long just followed her lead. I wont anymore. I have a lot to answer for. I know about your recordings. I know your Kerri had them all tested by a FBI lab. They were all declared authentic. I knew that trying to deny anything with just put my ass further on the line. That is part of the reason why I have chosen to come clean."

She left the room with tears in her eyes. It all hit Susan like a hammer. My god, her sister was fucking serious. She was really for real. She felt bad for what she had done. Susan still could not forgive Kathy. She was hurt too much to ever forgive what was done.

~~~*~~~

Take the Chair Kathy," The judge ordered and Kathy walked up to the front of the room.

The bailiff approached her and said, "Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help you God?"

"I do," Kathy stated.

Kerri approached her menacingly, "You are Kathy Smith, Susan Smiths older sister?"

"I am."

"And you have stated freely that it was you that set up your innocent brother Benjamin. You put him up to invading a house and stealing, did you not?"

"Yes," Kathy said. "I freely admit that I was the one that put him up to it. "

"Knowing that you are under oath, Kathy. If it was not for you putting him up to sneaking into a house to commit a theft, he would never had done it and he would not have went though the horror that he went though?"

"To that, I can not say for certain, but the odds are no, he would not have. I tricked him into doing it."

Kerri faced the court and said, "The Plaintiff wishes to introduce into evidence, exhibit A for the record."

"So ordered," The judge said gravely.

She faced Kathy and played a audio tape.

Kathy's voice filled the room. "We did it Ms Gladstone. I tricked my brother into doing that foolish robbery and now you have him trapped in it and you will make him my sissy sister. Your plan worked out great."

There was a short pause and Ms Gladstones cruel voice filled the room, "I know. My plans always work. I am glad you have him so terrified about going into juvenile prison. That talk and e-mail worked like a charm. Now, I have to maintain control over him, and that should be easy."

Kerri clicked off the tape and faced Kathy. "Was that your voice, Kathy?"

She whimpered, because she knew it was, "Yes. That was my private conversation with Ms Gladstone after I sent the false e-mail that posed as a officer in the prison."

"What was the contents of the e-mail?" Kerri asked.

"I said it was from a officer in the Juvenile prison. It was to my brothers yahoo account, saying we couldn't wait to get the sissy stealing women's panties. There were many horny men waiting for him."

"Is that how you got him in terror to accept a few short weeks in prison as apposed to ten years of forced feminization, and rape, anyway?"

"Yes that is part if it, but you know the other part, too."

"I wish to enter into evidence, exhibit B for the record." Kerri went to get another tape and Played it for the court.

Kathy's cruel voice filled the room again. "Mother, I am sorry that you had to find out your son is a sissy."

"I don't have a son anymore," Her mothers cruel voice filled the room.

Kathy's voice answered, "I think we should make the sissy start going on dates with guys. Don't you think a sissy should learn what to do with males?"

"Yes, I like that idea."

Kerri shut it up and gave Kathy a most hateful glare. "Was that your voice too?"

"Yes. We know it was. I hated my brother Ben, but it was nothing but sibling rivalry for my mothers affection. I am sorry for it. There is no defense, but I was fifteen. We do a lot of stupid mistakes as teenagers."

Kerri wheeled around and shouted, "STUPID MSTAKES! IS THAT WHAT YOU CALL WHAT YOU DID!? SUBJECTING AN INNOCENT BOY TOO?! JUST A STUID TEENAGE THING!?"

"Yes, it was stupid," Kathy answered.

"We aren't just talking about a fight or something. We are talking about rape, years of violation, stripping a young boy of his very identity and self worth. Years of the most horrible sexual abuse. Making him, forcing him to be a girl and drugging him. And now all of that is wiped away and just considered a stupid mistake?" Kerri asked with scorn.

"Well, not like that but, I did make a mistake," Kathy said.

"I would consider it a complete horror. You deserve to pay. I rest my case, Your Honor." Kerri sat down.

"It is your turn, Susan Smith," The Judge ordered.

Susan took the chair in the front, and she was sworn in.

Kerri approached her, "Can you state your name for the record."

"I am Susan Smith."

"Why are you bringing this suit against your sister, Kathy Smith?" Kerri asked.

"Because of the harm on me brought on by the defendant, Kathy Smith."

"Can you describe in your own words the abuse you endured by Kathy, and what she caused."

"It is a long story. It started when I was only twelve. I was tricked by my sister into breaking into a woman's house. I wasn't a very popular kid, and unfortunately, I wanted to fit in with the neighborhood toughs. Back then, I wanted be known as a tough kid. So they dared me to break into a woman's house and take something. To prove that I really did it, my sister dared me to take a pair of a woman's panties. So I did it and I got caught. I found out later that my sister had set me up and called the authorities that night. They caught me with the woman's lacy delicate panties in my hand standing in her bedroom. They arrested me, read me my rights and handcuffed me. And the police teased me all the way to the station and kept teasing me when I was in the cell waiting for my mother to pick me up."

"What happened, then?"

"She stood by me. She defended me. We went to talk to the DA about what we could do, but the neighbor, Ms Johnson wanted me to get the maximum penalty for home invasion and robbery. She actually wanted the DA to bump it to a class four felony. I was really afraid. I didn't know my sister was behind the whole thing and she, Ms Johnson and Ms Gladstone set the entire damn thing up."

"Did she influence your attitude about prison?"

"Yes, my sister had me totally in terror of prison. She made jokes about how the men would take turns gang raping me, How I would become a bitch for countless men. I even got a horrible e-mail from what the title said, was one of the prisons correctional officers. It was really from my sister, but I didn't know that till months later when she confessed to me, just to hurt me."

"What did you do then?"

"Ms Johnson made damn sure that the DA wouldn't make any pleas, or bargains with me. The District Attorney told us that I would have to go though a trial and I had to serve prison time and they were even thinking about bumping it up to an adult crime to make it a felony. But when I talked to the woman I stole from, she let it slip that she would have sympathy on me if I wanted them for myself instead of just breaking in like a hood."

"My sister talked to me and pretended to care, and said I really could pretend I wanted to wear panties. That would be a lot easer than serving in a adult correctional facility. I didn't know there was no way they could put a thirteen year old in a adult correctional facility. My sister told me that I would. And she showed me some videos she downloaded about how small guys are treated, she showed me graphic homosexual rape videos. Like in a prison setting. After that talk, I was in total terror and I pressured my mother into letting me take that deal. She made the call reluctantly and the deal was made. I thought that I was free, but no way."

"When did you find that out?"

"We had to go meet her and I had to sign a few legal documents. My mother had to sign too, and she tried to talk me out of it but to her credit, I was really afraid and put a lot of pressure on her to sign. She didn't want too, but I sort of made her. She could have flat out refused, she should have but in my state of terror, I made it very hard on her. I was too young to have a clue what it was we were signing. but they were an official court affidavit, detailing under oath, that I was an effeminate sissy; the admissions of criminal liability in the event that the affidavit was found to be untrue. It gave Ms. Johnson the right to "examine" me at her discretion, affidavit was truthful or not. They locked me into their program where I agreed to do what ever Ms Johnson and Ms Gladstone wanted. I left that day only be returned that night in shock that it wasn't all over. That was how it all started."

Susan took a few deep breaths as Kathy looked on in fear. it was dawning on Kathy what Susan was doing. Susan was trying to destroy her entire life. There was little she could do against it short of perjuring herself. Kathy didn't know that during her childhood of abusing Susan, that she was carefully recording her incriminating conversations with her mother or Ms Gladstone. She didn't know that Susan was keeping a careful log of the abuse. For the first time in her life, she began feeling the icy cold feeling of real fear running though her veins. It felt like liquid nitrogen running though her body and she started shivering and her breath quickened.

"Can you describe for the court, the events that happened after that to make you into a woman? And the part that your sister played in making you into Susan?"

"Yes. I signed the contract and my mother signed it too, for me. It required hers too, since I was a minor. Then, it all snowballed. I thought the affair was over, but we got a call again and Ms. Johnson wanted me to come over. She told me that I had to go see her, and I was shocked. I had no idea that what I signed required me to go see her again. Mom said, 'For some reason, she finds girly boys ‘entertaining.' And just so you know, one of the forms you insisted that I sign yesterday gives her the right to spend as much time with you as she wants to, to confirm that you're a sissy. If Ms. Johnson wants you to visit then I'm afraid you will have to visit her.'"

"Tell the court how you felt after hearing what your mother told you."

"I was totally shocked and I tried to protest, but all mom said to me was, 'Well, like I tried to tell you yesterday, if Ms. Johnson determines that you were lying about being a sissy and taking her panties for your own use, you waive your right to trial and agree to be incarcerated until you're twenty-one.'"

"I started crying as mom drove me over to her place. We made it to Ms. Johnson's place and I noticed it was something big. There was Ms. Johnson as I expected. But there was Ms. Gladstone with her and few other women I didn't know. Mom told me to be good and she just left. Ms. Johnson spent the first few minutes threatening me. I was told to sit down in a chair beside Ms Gladstone as she looked at me weird. Ms. Johnson told me about what I signed. I knew part of it but she explained it all to me. She said my mother and I had signed consent forms to be enrolled in Ms. Gladstones Forever Femme program to determine if I really wanted to live a feminine life. I had signed another contract allowing Ms Johnson to observe me as much as she wanted, and I had to follow her and Ms Gladstones directions. At any time if I failed, I would be immediately incarcerated. She threatened me if I ever let her down or if I was lying about wanting to be feminine, that she would make sure the DA charged me with a felony and I would serve around seven to ten years in a state correctional facility for adults."

"And you did not know any different?"

"I didn't know they were bluffing, there, but I was only thirteen. Then, I was ordered to take all my clothes off and they picked out the most lacy sexy feminine undergarments to wear and I was forced to put them on in front of the observing arrogant women. I was dressed in some sort of silky nightie and stockings. The women made me up totally. Makeup, eyebrows waxed, legs waged, I even got a bikini wax at thirteen. My nails were painted pink with sparkles. I got some kind of manicure and by the time Mom returned four hours later. I was humiliated, I could pass as a girl and I was trying not to cry. I was taken home and my sister had fun laughing at me."

"What happened then?"

"That was not the end of it. I was tightly controlled, I was put on some hormone regimentation, I was put on some diet to loose weight. I was sick for a week drinking some kind of potent shake that made me vomit for a night. By the time I felt better, I was very weak. My arms that were very strong before then, I could lift around a hundred lbs at thirteen, were pencil thin like a girls. My body had lost a lot of muscle mass. Over the next few weeks, I had grown a lot weaker and my shape started to change. I was also made into some kind of maid servant for my sister and my mother. My entire wardrobe change. What mom or sis didn't know was at the salon Ms Gladstone did her training forever femme program, they were also feeding me potent estrogen pills and I had to keep telling mom I loved it or I would be charged with a felony. It was scary and totally horrible. Because of my sister, my life was turned into a nightmare. I hope she is happy."

"What was the final humiliation that turned your mother against you?"

"In the following months, the program that changed my life. Finally, my mother was invited to see for herself how much I had changed, and how obedient I was. I was forced to perform some kind of fellatio on a dildo. Ms Gladstone forced me to perform a sex act on a dildo, and I couldn't resist. I was a weakened thirteen year old boy that had been drugged to be even weaker. There were two adult women forcing the thing in my mouth, and I had been threatened with prison if I didn't do it, anyway. And, they kept threatening me with prison.

I was at the Salon with Ms Gladstone, Ms Johnson and Clare. My mother came in. I heard her gasp when she saw what I looked like. Ms Gladstone gave her a grin. My face had drained of color, and she saw that I was struggling to keep my composure. My mother shouted; "This is too much! You can't be serious!"

Clair came over and consoled my mother. "Oh, you poor dear. I know what a shock this must be for you–your son with feminine, womanly breasts Ms Gladstone assured me that sissy boys like Sissy Susan here, find this extremely satisfying. Just think. He will need to wear a bra!"

Ms Gladstone took a dispenser from Clair , and said soothingly, "Please, allow me. I want to give him his dose of the Estrogen Formula."

Ms Gladstone took the device and glared at me, enjoying the fear and despair in my eyes. "I think it would be best, dear, if you kneel.' I was like in a trance, I complied submissively, afraid to disobey the powerful intimidating woman as she put her hand on my shoulder and forced me to my knees. She then placed her hand on the back of my head and pulled my head toward the device she held in her other hand. I tried to turn my head and resist her, but I was no match for adult woman, I was only thirteen. "That's a good girl; open up!" she laughed. "Wrap your lips around it. To get the device to release the formula, you have use your lips and your tongue."

I struggled as Ms Gladstone pushed the horrid thing against my lips, while she gripped the hair on the back of my head to keep me from moving. Finally, I was left with no choice but to close my eyes and take the realistic penis looking thing in my mouth.

I thought I would die of humiliation as I moved my lips up and down the dildo, fighting the urge to gag. I looked up and saw the circle of women staring down at me when I opened my eyes. Clair wore a huge smile, thoroughly entertained at the show that she thought I was enjoying. Ms Gladstone and another woman openly glared hatefully at me, and waiting expectantly for me to object. The look on my mother's face was the most frightening; how her face was knitted angrily and her disgust with me was obvious. I faltered and withered under her disappointed glare. Instinctively, I knew that my relationship with my mom had forever changed. I shut my eyes rather than face her condemning stare.

When my mother realized that I wasn't going to admit my lie, The other woman spoke up impatiently, looking at her watch; "Susan, perhaps you could give your sissy daughter a few... pointers."

My mothers face burned red-hot; she knew that Ms Gladstone and her friends were
relishing in humiliating me. I heard her cursed her me for putting her through this. Then she shouted at me, "Ben–Susan sissy! You have to suck it faster princess. And take more of it in your throat. Use your tongue to lick it!"

I wanted to die with humiliation. Nonetheless, I tried to follow my mother's angry instructions, and I felt the device begin to pulse. At almost the same time I felt a thick fluid splash against the back of my throat.

Ms Gladstone smiled triumphantly. "Very good, Sissy Susan. Swallow every last drop! If you don't, we'll have to do it again. It's important that you get a full dose of the estrogen formula."

I could tell that my mother was mortified as Ms Gladstone pulled the glistening thing out of my mouth. Clair was mesmerized. "Susan, darling. You do that as well as any real girl! I can't wait until you have a boyfriend!"

My mother couldn't stand it anymore. She left the place, explaining that she had errands to run. I knew that the truth was that she couldn't stand to watch my debasement anymore.

I was physically and emotionally exhausted as Ms Gladstone finally announced
the end of my Forever Femme class. I desperately wanted to get to the safety of my own home, recover myself, and have a break from the constant and humiliating demands of Gladstone and her horrible staff of women. Clair had never left the store she really enjoyed watching me humiliate myself, and Ms Gladstone and the other women only escalated their cruelty.

Thinking of my mother worried me. When she stormed out of the store, he had never seen her so upset. My mother was more cruel than ever when she came back. She started helping the women make me a sissy. My mother began adjusting my bra; straightening the skirt and nylon stockings. She said, "He does look more like a sissy, Gladstone. You and Donna have done a wonderful job. My Real children and I are so thrilled that Ben's coming out."

They taught my family about the electrical device they implanted in my body.

To my dismay, My mother said, "How delightful. I assume I'll get one to use at home?"

"Of course," Ms Gladstone grinned, giving her an identical unit for her.

I couldn't believe his eyes as my mother took the controller from Ms Gladstone, adjusted it and pushed it enthusiastically, sending spasms of pain through my already tortured groin. As I whimpered in pain, My mother said in a fearsome voice, "I heard your brother told you to give us a girly little twirl don't ignore him."

"Mom was silent as we got home. A terrifying silence. Then Mom gave me that frightening speech that you heard from my sister in her deposition. That's exactly what she said. I was forced to respond like a sissy to my horrible domineering sister or mom would send a shock to me. My mom said things while she smirked. "Now dry those pretty eyes and tell your sister and me how much you love your pretty outfit. Or do you need a reminder?"

"I remember one time when I had to undress in front of my mother, that was six months after it all started. I removed his dress and stood before my mother in slutty high heels, stockings, black panty girdle, and a sexy padded bra. My head spun as I looked at my reflection in the mirror. My mother teased me by saying 'Aren't you just so pretty!" she taunted. "Is that a panty girdle? It looks so tight. That must be very uncomfortable. It sure is pretty, though, with all those bows and lace." My mother watched fascinated as I wriggled out of the lacy little girdle, a smile crossing her face without her even realizing it. She cooled," And look at that darling bra! Those cups are so big! That breast formula sure works fast!"

"The next morning when I came down out of my bedroom, my sister busted out laughing uncontrollably. I knew what how I must have looked to her. My mother had put me in a frilly night cap, applied a thick night mask, a black peignoir that looked like it was straight from a 1940s movie. My pleading had only made my mother angrier. Then I knew what the second level of the controller felt like; it dropped me to my knees instantly. My mother had been in no mood for apologies. I knew that I had no choice but to act like I loved it. She expected me to act like I enjoyed being such a sissy and I had no other choice.

"The next couple of weeks were the worst of my life, up to that point, but it got a lot worse as the years passed. My mom never apologized, but she will apologize to me with everything she has. But its not enough. I wish I could kill her. At home, I became the house wife, responsible for all of the cleaning and cooking for my family. They had enslaved me. One year after I has signed those documents, Ms Gladstone had declared that I has passed her course and Ms Johnson has signed something saying she was satisfied and I was free. Well, I was free from her, but my mother has said she enjoyed having a sissy. She continued to force me to be a sissy. She kept me dressed. She liked how my breasts had grown. I was kept as a slave, and my sister brought various boys from school and made me date them. I didn't know that the boys were in fact paying her. She was pimping me out. I lived in humiliation until I was seventeen."

"One of my worst early memories, this was before I had taken the estrogen to give me womanly breasts. I remember my sister even forcing me to model my own mothers clothes in front of my family. I Came home one night and My sister said, "Mom, I have a good idea. Make the sissy model all of your clothes, and accessories, and lets take pictures of him and send them to Ms. Gladstone and Ms Johnson. I will send them to all my friends at school. Wont that be great.

"A real sissy fashion show. How fun," giggled my mother.

"I thought that evenings humiliation would never end. I was wearing my mother's dresses, skirts, and blouses and I thought that was bad enough. But my mother was doing her best to humiliate me as much as possible in the process. After insisting that I wear one of my bras in addition to 'my panties' my mother gave me some DD cup breastforms to give me a womanly bustline and to make her clothes fit better. Slutty looking fishnet stockings and a lacy white slip were also added to my ensemble I was going to wear. When my mother started pulling dresses and skirts out of her closet, I shuttered; there were so many! That was a long evening.

My mother and Kathy and my brother Mark sat on the living room couch; Mom said," Mark made sure the digital camera was ready to go. "Look, Mark. Doesn't your brother look just lovely in my yellow sheath? He'll have a boyfriend in no time. With those legs, A boy will love to have him. Smile for the camera, Sissy."

I thought I would scream. My family cruelly laughed more and more at every outfit I was forced to wear for them. "That dress always made me feel sexy. How about you, Susan Sissy. Feeling sexy? get some extra pictures of your bother in that satin black skirt. He looks so pretty. We'll enlarge the picture."

" Show your pretty nails for the camera, hon. A girl always shows off
her manicure."

My brother laughingly took picture after picture, thrilled at his older brother's humiliation. I became more and more upset, Mark tentatively ordered me to start posing like a fashion model. I thought I was going to go crazy with anger, until my mother gave me a firm slap on the cheek and told me to do as my brother tells me or else. my brother assured that he had his mother's approval, he became more and more demanding, relishing in ordering me into one humiliating pose after another.

Kerri knew everything. It had all been prepared but it was still hard to hear without a tear. Susan was having trouble keeping her tears back too.

"OK, Susan. Calm down. Tell us how you got away from your slavery to your sister and Mother."

"Well, my sister was in college and she was making me help gather some of her things. She was moving to a apartment closer to the university she was attending, with the money she made from me for her tuition. So I was gathering some of her things and I drove a car to her apartment and dropped them off. It hit me while driving back. 'I had the car. Why in hell am I going back?' I turned on one of the freeways and just drove off out of state. I drove several states away. I had several hundred dollars in my purse, I looked like any woman around eighteen so I got a small apartment in Tucson. A few days later, I made a call to my mother on a pay phone. She answered and when she heard my voice she was royally pissed. She said she was scared, and she had the police looking for me. Yeah, right she was scared. I told her that I was all right and If she didn't want me going to the news, police or anyone that would listen, that she had better settle for the fact that I was gone and never coming back. She was even more pissed and started yelling and threatening. But in the end, mom isnt stupid and knew she didn't want to be defending herself to the general public and police so she laid off.

"In the following weeks, I got myself a job and I got a larger apartment. I put myself though school and eventually got a masters in science. I started in the aerospace field and worked slowly up from there to where I am now owning a multi-national corporation competing with Boeing and Airbus and Northrop. That is how things are."

"And How is your life now, Susan?" Kerri asked. "How are you coping with your past?"

"Not well. I can not sleep more than four or five hours. I have traumatic nightmares several times a week. Weird things happen that trigger horrible vivid flashbacks where I feel I am really being attacked when nothing is hurting me. I will often scream in terror at nothing. Doctors had diagnosed me as having some stress disorder. I can never be a male again. I was examined months after I escaped and they did a full battery of tests that determined that the estrogen used on me was so extremely potent and dangerous, My body would resist any type of testosterone and that my body was dangerously allergic to it. I would have to be a woman and that was how it is."

"Its your turn counselor, " Kerri told Kathy's attorney. She didn't know what to say, so she said, "The defense rests."

"We will have opening statements tomorrow at eight," The judge said. "The court is in recess."

As Kerri and Susan was walking out of the courthouse that night, Susan was crying and exhausted from all the testimony. Kerri finally said, "You never told me about your brother, why didn't you mention him?

"Nothing really, I am sorry but I am so angry with him for betraying me, I have my own plans for him. I know a few Russians that owe me a favor. They will handle it for me"

Events conspire against a successful young woman with a dark painful past. She is forced to confront her frightening past that she has been running away from her whole adult life.

---

Kerri helped her lover into the car and they made it to their hotel room. She could tell that Susan was mentally exhausted after recounting her abuse to the court. It must had been horrible for her friend.

Kerri knew her lover needed to be at piece. She could tell that Susan was very troubled by remembering all that was done to her. She had a black look on her face, and she was very quite. She seemed to be just staring out into nothing. Kerri figured that she must be going though her childhood again, in her mind as she drove Susan home as she stared out the window.

Susan went into their room and just collapsed into the bed when they got back. Kerri wrapped her arms around her lover as she felt her lovers body trembling and shaking, she seemed like the lost little girl who had NEVER had a peaceful night's sleep.

This brought back memories of when Kerri first met her lover and how she used to wake up in horror every night, screaming. She remembered her long bouts of crying out, uncontrollably sobbing in her arms. Thanks to therapy and her own support and love, Susan doesn't do so much of that anymore but, she feared this could bring it back with a vengeance.

Susan had cried herself out within twenty minutes, then she went to the bathroom to clean her face off and retouched her makeup in case her lover wanted to go out and do something, that night. It was only then that Susan knew the peace of love and friendship that kept her sane.

Kerri was just sitting there, waiting for her with a disturbed look on her face when Susan came out of the bathroom with a white towel over her body, "Susan, we need to talk about the Russians you said you know. There are a lot of things I need to know. We are in love and you haven't told me you have a brother, nor how you know the Mob."

She sighed loudly and sat down in front of Kerri, "There are a lot of things you don't know about me, but I guess the time has come. I guess you know there are a lot of mysteries about me. When I escaped from my mother's domination, things were quite a mess, but I lied about how I escaped. The chemicals that my mother used to make me weaker worked for a short time, only. They feminized me and were supposed to make me totally subservient and obedient. One of the phrases that were drilled in me was, 'A sissy is to be obedient at all times.'"

Kerri hugged her, stilling Susan's growing turmoil. Then, Susan easily shoved the heavy coffee table, spooking Kerri.

"But they backfired. Instead of making me weaker, they were making me stronger. I am freakishly strong. I just walked out and overpowered my brother, easily. I stole the car and left. For a few weeks, I was totally poor and didn't know what to do with my life. I was living on the streets. I figured that the easiest thing I could do was join the service. So, I enlisted in 1990. There, I found I fit in easy, except that I was a freakishly strong woman that could compete as equals with men. In fact, I was far stronger than most of the men. I enlisted in the Army and easily made it though basic training. From there, I went into Special Operations."

Kerri looked at her in amazed wonder, now seeing the control that kept her lover's rage in check.

"I made it into the Army Rangers. DO you remember the Persian Gulf War in 1991?"

Kerri shook her head. Things that far back were foggy.

Susan continued, "Well, in the eighties and nineties, Saddams Iraq was a U. S. ally and with massive U. S. aid, they became one of the dominant powers in the Middle East. But they started abusing that power and they invaded one of their neighbors, Kuwait. We saw their new aggression as a threat to the entire stability in the region so the U. S. gave Saddam a stern ultimatum and a date to withdraw. To show we were serious, the powers that be started shifting enormous manpower into the region too. We called that mobilization, Desert Shield. I, along with close to a million more soldiers, tanks and aircraft were sent to Saudi Arabia in preparation to invade Iraq, if necessary. You know the rest, Saddam blustered, threatened to make it the mother of all battles, " Susan snorted. " The deadline came and passed and Iraq was still occupying Kuwait so we were ordered to invade. That engagement was my first experience with the real thing. My squad was sent in hours before the deadline. We were the fist to engage real Iraqi forces. They were good but no match for our training. I loved shooting and killing them.

"We went into Iraq in 1991 before anyone else. We went there, engaged Saddam's Republican Guard and did some strikes to prepare the way for the main armor divisions of the Army to come though. It was great, well for me. The scary thing was, I loved it. I loved killing. I was on a serious rage thing. I loved shooting, stabbing and killing. And being a Ranger inside Iraq, I did a lot of it."

"Susan, I am glad that you were never hurt," sighed Kerri.

Susan said solemnly, "I was hurt, Kerri. You saw the marks on my back. I told you that my mother made them but she didn't make those scars. My mother was rarely overtly violent. Those scars on my back are electrical burns made when I was a POW. My team was captured by the Republican Guard and I spent over a year as a POW in Iraq."

"We stayed there until peace was declared, then I was sent to many other places till the mid 1990s. I did about six years of enlisted service, then I retired. I went into college then, eventually got a Masters Degree in science."

"But I still see that rage, Susan."

"I still love that time I spent in Iraq killing. I still have that desire and rage. I think you have seen that look in my face when I faced my sister. That dark look. I can see you are very frightened of me."

"No, not of you, rather for you. What about the Russians?"

"While I was in the service, I did a lot of missions in the Middle East, but I was also sent into the Balkans conflict when that blew up in 1995. Do you remember all the violence and the war in Kosovo in 1995, when Clinton ordered the bombing and a U. N. peacekeeping force there. We were sent there too to engage Slobodan Milosheviche's forces. It was there that I made contact with the Russians and members of the Russian Mob. I can say they are about the most ruthless bastards on the planet. I made a lot of friends with them. I saved them and a lot of the Russian Mob owes me favors. In the last month, I made some calls and my brother will be history.

Kerri shook her head at all of this. Then, she asked, "Susan, I am a attorney so why cant I find any of this on your records."

"Because, much of it is very highly classified. You know how the military and special operations loves its classified stuff. Black Ops, very hush hush, secret."

"Well, That would explain why there are about six years of your life where you seem to drop off the earth. I never knew any of that. But I thought the U. S. military had some rule against women in combat positions?"

"As you can tell, I am a very special case. My body is female but, mom could never get in and change the official state records, so at that time, I was still recorded as a male. Because of my special status, and my strength, the U. S. Army made an exception for me, and allowed me to serve in a Special Forces Army Ranger Squad, and they allow us to go into Iraq first to engage the Iraqi Republican Guard during Desert Storm. Now that you know my big secret, we must keep that part from the defense. It is none of my sisters business. I just told you because I wanted you to understand. I love you Susan. I love our son and I can never thank you enough to carrying him for nine months for us. That was the greatest act of love."

Kerri embraced Susan tightly. "Thank you too. It couldn't had happened with the samples you left when you were still male. The boy is both of ours. He loves us both."

"It is late, I am very tired Kerri."

"But Susan," Kerri reminded, "You promised our son Anwar that you would call him every night. Please don't forget your promises. He loves you."

"Thank you for reminding me," Susan thanked her. "I don't want to disappoint our beloved son. " She picked up her cell phone and called her son. She gave him his own cell phone so she could call him directly.

His sweet youthful voice said, "Hello Mom."

"Hello, Anwar. I miss you so much. How are you doing?"

"I am fine," He answered. "I am really getting along with Melinda and her kids. I hope that you get done with this soon. I really miss you, mom," He sniffled sadly.

"I hope I get finished with this soon. This crazy thing will get done soon enough. Kerri wants to talk to you."

"Oh great. I love my mother mom too."

They talked for a while as Susan took out his picture from her purse and held it close to her heart and missed him deeply. Kerri went over and held Susan close as she wept missing her son.

"When you believe, Kerri. We can make anything happen and we will overcome my mothers evil. I am reconsidering this suit against my sister."

"Oh?"

"Does she deserve to pay, The answer is undeniably Yes. If she is sorry for what she did or if she isn't sorry is irrelevant. She chose her path and or regret doesn't mean I didn't suffer for what she chose. But, she should not be our main focus. My Mother and Ms Gladstone should be. Mainly Ms Gladstone. I want to file a massive suit against her, and Forever Femme. It is that company that is evil and still making children's lives a living hell. We need to expose that to everyone. Forever Femme is a multi billion dollar company. We need to be prepared to take them on in federal court. We need to nail them all."

Jessica was becoming very uncomfortable. She gasped fearfully, "You mean you want to take on the entire company, a multi billion dollar company?"

MS Gladstone had a lot of power and it did make her afraid to be going up against her directly like this. Before, Susan's main attention was directed at her mother and sister but now she was talking about filing a lawsuit against a massive corporation directly. That was a lot more difficult. As were the stakes if they failed.

"Yes, Kerri. I know this is really big, But it needs to be done. My suffering was brought on primarily by Ms Gladstone and Forever Femme. They did it all. My mother just stupidly went along with them. But, it was them. And they are still doing it. My Lover, My wife, My friend, Please stick with me. They must be stopped. It is up to us. No federal agency seems to want to move against them so it has to be us."

"Yes," She finally admitted. "You are right. But, this will not be easy. This corporation rivals yours. It has a lot of power, A lot of supporters in high places, And a top legal department. I cant do this alone. We need help. I will call some of my old associates and we will get to work. We need a team of attorneys to take them on. They will also have a team of lawyers. If we go at them unprepared, they will eat us alive, Susan. If we loose, they will make sure you loose everything. Your entire company will go bankrupt. Are you sure you want to do this?

"Yes, make it so, Number One!" And they both busted out laughing.

~~~*~~~
Susan woke up earlier than usual to see her lover Kerri talking to a few other people. "Well good morning Susan, These are my former Associates at my former practice. This is Jack Laurence and Kimberly Stanford. Partners at Laurence and Stanford law offices. I took the liberty of hiring them for this project. Their entire office is now devoted to this single case. Don't worry, Susan. We will nail them now that we have the legal power."

The guy spoke up, "Susan, I am glad you brought us in on this. Have you thought about what kind of damages you are asking for?"

That was a good question. "I was originally asking for five hundred million in damages but, that was against my sister and IM sure Kerri has appraised you of that still ongoing case but, Forever Femme, five hundred million is nothing. Kerri what could we ask for to put them out of business, chapter eleven bankruptcy?"

"I don't know? We can ask for massive momentary damages but even if the jury awards it, we'd never likely see any of it. They would bog the case up with endless appeals for twenty years. But it would still cost them. The case would give them exposure to the public that they cant afford. That would shut them down. Public would demand that something happen."

"We are going to asking for damages of one billion dollars."

"Good," Kerri said. "I will go file the papers with the federal court. We have work to do now. Oh, Our son called last night. He is doing fine but, he wants you to call. He wants to tell you something."

Susan called her sons number and he answered. "Hello, Mom. I want to ask you something and please don't be mad at me," He said in a small voice full of fear that his mother would be upset or abandon him.

"Never, Anwar. I would never abandon you. I will always love you no matter what. Did you do something bad?"

"I think so but it doesn't feel bad. It's just..."

"Anwar, I will always love you so don't be afraid."

"I have done this a lot of times before, but I was afraid to tell anyone. But, last night, Melinda caught me. I went into her room and, well, I like to wear girls clothes and I was in her stuff when she found me. She told me it was alright and nothing was wrong. but she said she would have to tell you."

Well this was ironic. "Is that all you wanted to tell me?"

"Yes, Mother," He said.

"Well its nothing bad at all. But perhaps you should ask her to get you some of your own stuff," Susan said

"Melinda called me Julienne. She said I should have a name when I am 'dressed'"

"We will talk about this when I get home, but it isn't much of a big deal. Unless you really want to be a girl."

"Oh no, not at all. The soft clothes and pretending some time is nice, though."

She chuckled, "I love you Anwar."

He sounded relieved that his mother understood and still loved him. "Thank you for understanding. Do you think my other mother Kerri will understand?"

"Yes, totally. Don't be afraid to tell us anything. You are our son, and we will always support you. "

"I have to go Mom. Melinda is taking us out for dinner tonight. I think I will try to talk to her about this. She is being very nice to me," The boy hung up. He sounded so afraid at first and then he sounded very relived.

The irony of it all hit Susan hard. She was raised with it and it hurt him. The thing was used to humiliate and destroy the boy and her son desired it. Not the torment and humiliation. She would have to make sure he was protected from people that would use that information to harm her son. People like Ms Gladstone.

"Kerri, we have to talk privately about our son."

~~~*~~~
Kerri totally understand, just as Susan guessed. She was already on the ball to find him a good counselor. They had other matters to attend to. They had to prepare as good of a case as they could against Forever Femme.

Kimberly told her, "We are working out all of the legal documentation for their records. We are going to subpoena their financial records, taxes, Income statement, Retained Earnings, Cash Flows Statement. We will find out their assets, and liabilities, We will find out about their customers, where they got their money, who paid them and the names of their victims. I am also sending one of our auditors to go though their company and find what is possible. Then, we will try to interview their victims personally. If they can, we will add them to our witnesses. We have to find out everything we can in order to prove misconduct. And then, we will take them down. "

A big smile spread across Susan's face. She knew that they were on the right track.

~~~*~~~

They had filed the papers and the judge sent a subpoena for all of forever femme's client and financial records but they kept getting stalled. Boxes of files were sent to Kerri's office but they were clearly fakes. There were no victims files, no client files. How they got their money was a mystery. When they complained to the judge, they basically got, 'its not my problem. they sent you what you asked for. its not my job if it isnt what you expected. "

Kerri said, "This case will fall apart if we cant talk to any of their clients face to face. We need evidence. We need to talk to some of Forever Femme's former clients. They clearly have allies in high positions that are stalling this case. "

Kerri gave her friend a serious look and said, "Ok, We had enough of their corruption. I will deal with Ms Gladstone and her people my way. I will make a few calls to my friends in Russia. Ms Gladstone will be sorry that she ever messed with Ben. "

She was walking out and turned toward her lover, "Tell Anwar I love him in case I dont come back. The Bitch has returned.

Events conspire against a successful young woman with a dark painful past. She is forced to confront her frightening past that she has been running away from her whole adult life.

---

Damn then, Susan shouted as she was in her car speeding down the highway. "Damn that Ms Gladstone!"

Couldn't that woman see that this was the end. Why couldn't that woman just stop before it had to come to a fight. Susan was angry again. She had learned how to suppress her anger over the years and it was a good life. She felt love, sorrow, and joy that she had a family. Her son Anwar and her lovers love brought real joy into her life. But she felt nothing but a icy cold rage now. This conflict and the thought that Ms Gladstone could really get away Scot clean with what she had done to Ben brought her old instincts and the continue rage back into her life, the old rage that she thought was over.

"God damn you Ms Gladstone." She had no idea what was coming to her but she would figure it all out soon enough.

~~~*~~~

Susan, dressed in a black jumpsuit stalked outside of Ms Gladstones place. It was large, as she expected a multi millionaire to have. It was well guarded but not for her. Nothing was well enough guarded that She couldn't get in. Ms Gladstone was about to find that out. She stalked back to her specialized vehicle and drove it in the back. She didn't want to have to kill any of the guards so she drove away. She easily made it to a building beside her walled mansion and took out one of her ropes. She took aim and shot it at the roof. Then, she glided down the rope onto the roof of Ms Gladstones Mansion. This was the way that she had taken out many high officials of Iraq during that war. It was how she got into Ms Gladstones guarded mansion.

Stalking in the dark corner of Ms Gladstones own bedroom. She watched the evil woman sleep for a few seconds. Soundlessly, she stalked toward the bed, to the totally unaware sleeping woman. "Did you think you would get away with what you did, Ms Gladstone?"

"Huh?" The stunned woman bolted up at the loud shout. "Whose there?"

Susan stalked into the light. Dressed totally in a black jumpsuit, her face also covered with a mask. She must had been a frightening sight to see in the dark. She was right as the other woman cowered in her bed. Usually, such a strong dominant woman always in total control, she was now cowering away. It was a good sight.

"A sissy is submissive at all times," Susan told her in a harsh voice of barely controlled rage. "And a sissy does whatever he's told ,without question or hesitation. I remember what you taught me in Sissy Essentials class, Miss Gladstone."

Susan saw recognition dawning in the evil woman's face. "Suan Sissy, is it really you?"

In a flash of terror, Susan was upon the frightened woman. She easily picked Gladstone up and flung her against the wall. That wasn't the end. Before she could recover from the blow, another solid blow stuck her across her face.

Cowering in fear and rubbing her wounded face, she looked up at Susan with real fear. "Susan, how did you get past my security?"

"I can get in anywhere, any time. Remember that. I was trained in infiltration and assassination. Covert ops, I have killed many people in my lifetime. And I am here to kill you Mss Gladstone. For everything you did to me, and to other boys. "

"But, aren't you afraid of getting caught, surely they will arrest you then. And, my origination will go on. "

"No it wont. I will take care of it all. When I am finished, nothing will be left. And don't think they will dare arrest me. I know too much of their secrets. There are some people that are above the law. You know that well, don't you Ms Gladstone. Why haven't they stopped you when they know that you have committed many crimes."

Ms Gladstone knew the other woman was right.

"My origination is too big. You will never be able to take them all out no matter how strong you are, Ben."

"A hellfire missile from a private stealth will take out anything. "

"What!"

"Enough talk. I am sick of talking to you. " Susan knocked Ms Gladstone out with a solid hit across her face. In no time, she had the other woman tied up.

Standing ontop of the other womans roof, suddenly a guard saw and shouted, "Stop."

suddenly he cowered when she extended her arms and some sort of wings shot out. Susan jumped off the roof and glided in the into her car. Her car opened for her and the stop shut as she glided herself into the seat.

She called the car and it turned on. She aimed the controls at the mansion and called, "Fire tomahawk"

The car jumped as a large cruise missile shot out toward the mansion. The car was speeding away at several hundred miles per hour as the mansion exploded in a enormous massive eyesmiting flash. No one in or around the masion survived.

But, there were more people that needed the lesson from the Susan. She sped back to her underground hideout. Speeding though a water fall the side of the mountain opened up and shut behind her. "Hello Alfred."

"Well welcome back Susan. I dare say that after the destruction in the middle of the city, and the death of one of this nations most powerful women, They will probably be looking for you. "

"I wont be here. Get the Typhoon prepared. Did you get the Plane prepared? "

"Um Yes, Susan. It is on its launch pad. "

"Good, Now, Get the Sub prepared, and get my family there as soon as possible. And get yourself there too."

"Alright Susan. Just one question, What is the Typhoon?"

Susan Laughed, "That is a ship that I brought it from the Russian Navy a few years ago when they were scrapping hundreds of thousands of tons of old soviet era ships they couldn't afford, or didn't need. I saw one great ship that I didn't want to see destroyed from history, so I went to them and offered a few billion and they gladly accepted. That is what the Typhoon is"

Alfred asked, "Well ok. But what exactly is the Typhoon?"

She gave him a sly smile. "Well you know those massive submarines they had in the 80s. The Russians named them the Akula Class. NATO Code Named them the Typhoon. It is a soviet era ballistic missile submarine. Around seven hundred feet long and thirty thousand tons. It used to require a crew of two hundred sailors but this one only needs around five to ten. They were originally armed with around twenty four ballistic missiles to strike the USA with. I had them removed. What ever the name, they are the biggest subs ever built and Russia was scrapping all of them. I saved one. I purchased it from the Russian navy, I had it refitted for my personal needs. I had a full luxury suite put in for me any my family if we never needed it, Took out the 20 or so launch tubes and refit it to land helicopters. And I put in one of those compressed air Hydraulic launchers you see on the carriers to launch jet fighters. It is also designed to launch my personal stealth jet, and land in it too. So call captain Vladimir and have him prepare for my landing in around five hours. "

Alfred nodded. "Is there anything else you will require."

"No alfred. You are one of my closest friends. Now, go get my family and take them to safety. I have more,....unfinished business with my brother, my mother and the rest of Forever Femme. I found their headquorters and where they make all of their toxins they use to transform boys with. Are the Hellfire missiles installed on the Jet?"

"Yes Madam. "

"Good. Its time for me to go. Its time for you to go too. "

Susan headed up the steel ramp leading to the cockpit as her butler headed out the door to get her family. She remembered her training in flying the air forces combat jets during the gulf war in 1991. She had flew the F-15 strike eagle a number of times too so she knew all about it. She loved taking out targets during that war. She settled herself into the cockpit of her new stealth aircraft. The magnetic catapult was primed and ready for her to lunch into the sky. She pulled the leaver and the aircraft shot across the desk at breakneck speed and shot off into the sky. Launching from her own cave using her own catapult was not much different than launching from the Nimitz in 1991. It was terrifying, it exerted a lot of G forces on her and at the same time, it was exhilarating. She fired the Jets and turned the flaps as she was rocketing off and she flew into the sky at nearly mach one. She went to nearly fifteen thousand feet and made a turn toward Tucson where her headquarters were. Where her own home town was and the state that she had her enormous political power. All that was left to do now was wait until she made it to Tucson.

She was sure that no one would detect her approach into Tucson. She saw the lights of Tucson coming up fast. At over mach one, the city came up quick. She made a couple of tight turns and set her sights on Forever Femmes headquarters in her Heads Up Display HUD. The towering Skyscraper came up on her Display. The sights went red meaning that the tracking in the hellfire missiles were locked on the massive skyscraper with the forever femme logo. They all went red and she pressed the firing trigger three times letting three missiles go.

Susan watched in glee as the smoke trails raced to the skyscraper. She watched the shattering impact as the fireball flashed against the night sky. Three of them impacted the tall building, shattered and blew it apart. They blew the top 40 floors off and the rest collapsed, piledrived down into the ground. It was done. Forever Femmes power was destroyed. Most of their executives, Their power base, their plant where they made their toxins used to transform boys. All it was destroyed in the titanic explosion. She made a series of tight turns and headed toward her other secret landing site in white sands.

~~~*~~~

She had found her brothers hideout. He of course was wanted by the police for a few murders. They were Transgendered and Susan had known he had a dangerous hatred of gays and transgender since he was a child and tormented Ben. He was awake, Watching the television. She watched it behind him as it was airing the breaking news of the next terrorist attack on a skyscraper since 2001. They showed videos of the massive fireballs when the missiles struck the building and how it telescoped down bathing half the city of Tucson in white dust. The news said there was only 250 casualties that night, mostly forever Femme executives. Well, she thought in disgust, they were far from innocent.

Something about her brothers composer changed. His face changed into some kind of mask of fear. He, of course knew all about Forever Femme, they had intimate contact with the company. He set her up to be changed by them. He must have knew that his sister must have had something to do with it. She spoke from behind her brother, "Its a fascinating explosion isn't it, Mark!"

He turned around with a gun in his hand, "Whose there? "

He saw the shadowy figure behind him and his gun raised to aim right at her chest. "You Stop or I will shoot. Who the fuck are you bitch?"

She walked closer to her brother. He couldn't see her face or much of her body. "Why, Mark. I am hurt. You do not recognize me? Why, we had so much fun when we were children," She said sarcastically.

"If I saw you when I was young then I would know. Who are you," He sneered.

"Why, I am Susan. You know, Your Sister. You may not remember but I remember you very well," Her voice turned dangerous. "I remember how you used to beat me. Call me a Faggot even though you knew I was being forced into it all. You were the one that set me up. I remember how you used to get me into even more humiliating situations knowing I could not resist any request because I was supposed to be submissive. Oh, I remember how you betrayed me. Brother."

She was walking to him. His face turned into a sickening shade of white. "I will shoot if you don't stop, Susan. What do you want?"

"That should be clear. Even to a dumbshit like you. I am here to settle the score. You took my life away from me. Shattered me apart. I am split right down the center. I am here to watch you die."

"You wont get me you faggot!" He shouted as he aimed the gun and fired. With Lightening speed, Susan raised her forearm up in front of the gun and the round flashed on the thick armor on her arm. The round was deflected into the ceiling. He fired again and again with the same results. The gun was taken from his hand when Susan was close enough. She twisted the gun back and broke his trigger finger.

He screamed in agony and collapsed down on the floor. "My little brother. Of all the people I hate in this world, It is you. You should had protected and stood by me but, you are such a hateful asshole. "

He said nothing. He was just gripping his injured finger. "I have a gift for you. "

She aimed a silenced pistol at his kneecaps and fired two rounds into each leg. He screamed out as the rounds pierced them. She watched the wounds bleed out for a few seconds as he screamed, "God damnit. Stop!"

"Oh," She sneered at him. "I remember crying out to you. This time, you finish last. There are winners and losers. "

She showed him a grenade. Susan slowly hooked her finger around the trigger and pulled it out. Slowly, she placed it in front of him just out of his reach and she left laughing as he tried to move his wounded body to it.

As she made it back to her aircraft, she heard that her mother was in forever femmes skyscraper. Well so much for that bitch but she would have liked to have a one to one talk about proper parenthood. But, oh well.

She launched her stealth aircraft into the sky and headed out into the vast pacific ocean. Out of U. S. airspace. She guided her aircraft to the location where her Akula should be at. She called on the radio frequency and she got an answer in a distinct Russian tone.

She watched as the massive disturbance on the surface of the ocean create massive waves as the enormous wet hulk of the missile submarine surface. Then she saw the conning tower open and extend her landing area. She guided the stealth just like she used to guide her old F-15 onto the Nimitz carrier deck. She extended the landing flaps and cut the power and guided to a bone crunching half as her hook caught the arresting wire.

The conning tower closed and she ordered her captain to prepare to submerge again.

She met her family and her loyal butler. "Alfred," She said. "We better stay out of the US for a few years." She laughed.

"I agree madam. "

"Is Anwar here, Kerri?"

"Yes my love, our son is right here."

His innocent face shined as he looked as his mom that he haven't seen in weeks. "Hi mom. I missed you so much." His smile radiated. He was so happy that his mother was here. He ran toward her and they embraced in a tight hug. Mother and son.

Epilogue

State dept officials contacted Susan and assured her that she was safe. No one really cared that forever femme was gone. The U. S. dept of justice filed indictments against everyone that was on Forever Femmes payroll. For several years, the news was filled with arrests and the corruption that company caused. IN total, 20 state and 6 federal representatives and senators were arrested and charged with corruption. Anwar and Susan went back the United States and they lived happy.