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Free at Last
During the next two weeks I went around town to people Max had suggested and established the identity of Larissa Davenport, the name I had taken as my own. It served as a reminder to me of how I got here.
Using my new identity I went to each of the banks that held my money and withdrew it, redepositing it elsewhere in my name alone. In this way I knew Dawn would not be able to touch it.
Finally I had everything I wanted, and I released Dawn. I informed her that Max had sent her picture to all of his PI and Bounty hunter friends in every state but her home. If they ever saw her there was a ten thousand dollar reward for information. I would find out and punish her as I stated earlier.
She thanked me profusely for letting her go and as soon as she got in to the u-haul I had rented for her she sped off. She was permanently gone from my life. I thought.
I asked both Sam and Melissa to move into the house with me. They accepted and we began to plan our life now that we were free of Dawn. I was going to start the company I had always wanted and invited the other girls to join me.
They all agreed and Melissa the accounting wiz took my money listing and figured out the feasibility of doing just that. Taking not only the accounts of Larissa, but also Lawrence, we were short of what we needed. Veronica pledged what she had, and Melissa recomputed but we were still short.
The problem was living expenses. If we sunk what we had to into the company, including the overhead for one year (necessary until the company got clients), we would have no money for living expenses. We could not figure out how to make it until Sam came up with it.
"I could continue my Impersonation career until the company flies. I can make enough to run this household."
"I can't ask you to do this," I replied. "I know how much you hate doing that. I hated the stripping Dawn made me do. If anyone should do that I should."
"But you can't. You are providing what the company needs to work; someone who knows computers. I'm the only one who can do it and has the time. I won't mind a few more months as long as the end is in sight."
"I'll owe you big. I promise whatever you want I'll get it for you."
"You don't owe me. You got rid of Dawn, that Is enough. But if you must, promise the company will repay the loan when it is able so I can finally get my last change operation."
"I promise!" I told her with tears from my eyes. I grabbed her and hugged her tightly.
We were in business. Lawrence became Larissa's silent partner, and the house became an office. We moved a big mainframe into the livingroom and added a few phone lines. I had workstations in the den for me to do programming and web page construction, and for the others to do the necessary office work. Melissa became the accountant, and my temporary personal secretary. Veronica was the publishing director and receptionist. Sam, she was the sole bread winner for the first few months, and I thanked her for it every day.
Then, suddenly I got a letter from Dawn. She informed me that if she did not get one hundred thousand dollars by next month she would have a copy of the orgy video delivered to all of the clients I had gotten. She had sent the addresses to prove she had them.
We had thought we had gotten all of the copies of her blackmail tapes, but we weren't sure. We had a meeting to find out what we could do.
"We can't give her the money or it will destroy the company." Melissa informed us.
"If we don't the company is destroyed anyway." I replied. "no company will deal with us with a scandalous video like that in my past. It links them to too much, not to mention the fact that my half-sex status will become well known. It's hard enough getting jobs as a woman. If I couldn't take on my Lawrence persona, we wouldn't have gotten this far."
"We'll figure something out," Veronica assured me.
We all went to bed and stayed up worrying all night. I wandered around in a daze for the next few days. Then all of a sudden, we had a wish come true.
I was sitting in my office staring at a computer screen trying to figure out what I was going to do when the doorbell rang. I went to answer it.
In the door was Harrison.
"Harrison! What are you doing here?" I asked and gestured him in.
"I used to be a Chi Alpha Beta."
"What does that mean?"
He handed me a tape, then he continued, "A friend of mine, Jeremy Huss, told me about what happened to you at the Fraternity house. I didn't believe him and joined the brotherhood anyway. Well, a couple of weeks ago a few of us were watching pornoes in the rec room when one of the older guys said he had done better than the video was showing. We had been watching a supposed hermaphrodite fucking a man and a woman. The brother went into a locked cabinet in the bookcase and withdrew this tape. I recognized you at once. I saw you with Mike and his roommate and later at the gang rape. I heard you protest each time and them laugh. It disgusted me."
"I know, I'm sorry that you had to find out I wasn't really a female."
"No, not that. I loved you then and still do. You were kind and gentle with a virgin, and I was sorry when you told me in the letter it was a one night stand. I haven't had such good sex since that night. Most of the women I have been with really didn't want to have me, they wanted the football player. You wanted me, or at least I thought so."
"Oh I did. I just could not let you or anyone know my secret, but now that you do I'm glad you don't mind."
"Anyway, I was disgusted at the conduct of my brothers. When I saw that I vowed to quit right then. I was picking up my stuff to move out when I heard some of the guys talking to a woman on the phone in the office. It was on speaker phone so I heard everything. She was going to blackmail you with the tape and wanted to know if they still had the last one. They did and she promised to give you to them for another night if they sent it to her. I stole the tape before they could send it and here it is."
"Thank you! Harrison, you don't know how much this means to me." I grabbed him and hugged him tightly. I was startled by two other voices.
Melissa and Veronica both chimed in with "or us!"
I let Harrison go and he stood as if to leave
"Well, with this done I'll go now."
"Oh please don't," I begged.
"Yes, at least stay for dinner," Melissa chimed in.
"Or later so we can properly thank you," finished Veronica.
"Well I can at least stay for dinner."
We got him to stay for dinner, and afterward we retired to the family room for coffee and conversation. When Sam came home we explained it all to her and she thanked Harrison as well. Whenever he tried to leave, we made an excuse for him to stay. My sisters all had the same thought I did, we wanted to thank him on our backs.
"I've really got to go," he finally intoned.
"No, please stay," I pleaded with my head upon his shoulder.
"Yes do," Melissa asked looking him in the eyes from under her brows.
"If I stay any longer I'll spend the night here." He replied in sarcastic tones.
"OK." Was all veronica replied.
"What do you mean. Do you want me to spend the night?"
"Yes," was her reply.
"All of you?"
"Yes," was the chorus from all of us.
"You were the perfect gentleman, and have helped us all more than you know. We want to thank you the best we can."
"Well, if you are sure. I guess I'll stay."
"GREAT!" we all shouted, and quickly we closed down the house and raced him up stairs to my room. There I had the biggest bed in the house. The bed we usually all shared.
We got him into the room and pushed him down on the bed. As the rest of us undressed him, we took turns giving him a strip tease. I was the first as I had known him first and he was most comfortable with me.
I slowly unwrapped my blouse, then my skirt from my body. Then I gyrated to the music as I let my breasts free from their entrapment. I slid my panties free for my finale as I wanted to leave my garters and stockings on for the evening. The watchers all clapped and cheered to the show I put on.
I laid down beside him and began to pull his pants down. Melissa had his shirt off and was licking his nipples. Sam. was busy frenching him as Veronica prepared to do her own tease. I got his cock free just as she began.
She had done some dancing with a lesbian lover of hers. She knew her stuff. As I sucked Harrison's cock into my mouth, her gyrations made him groan in ecstacy.
It was not long before Veronica was down to flesh and was replaced by Sam. Veronica took my place at his cock and I moved up to his chest. Melissa had his hand up her skirt, and shortly I received his other on my dick.
Sam. was in a dress and it was difficult for her to undress while dancing. What she stayed in however made up for the awkwardness. She wore a corselet with garters and matching stockings to the bed. I heard Harrison gasp when he saw the cock Sam had parked between her legs. I looked up and smiled at him.
"I didn't know there were two of you. It's so... sexy." he leaned to me and kissed me deeply. I played with his tongue briefly, but broke in time for Melissa's performance.
Melissa was the shy one of us and her performance was not that great. But what she lacked for in style she made up for in looks. Her body was undoubtably the best of all of us. When she turned around for the last time, fully naked, Harrison lost the last shred of control and came in the mouth of Samantha. He just fell back in ecstacy.
We did many things that night. He fucked all the holes of each of us there. He lost his cherry to me at his special request. We did a daisy chain of oral sex. All in all, you name it we did it. We were just all so happy that our plans would not be ruined by Dawn.
The next morning before he could get ready to leave I asked him where he was living.
"I haven't gotten an apartment yet. I've been living in my van."
"That's terrible. You shouldn't have to live like that. Move in with us. We have the room."
"Yes!" "Please do!" "Promise us!" the others all agreed.
"Are you sure?" When we had assured him, a few minutes and orgasms later, he finally agreed.
He has been there ever since.
Life Goes On
Anyway, now I am free and able to live happily however I want. I have even begun doing those things I liked to do before Dawn changed me.
It was Veronica again that set me right. I was working on the business almost twenty hours a day seven days a week. I had built the company to the point that it was no longer in the house, and we had actual employees. Even though it was successful, I was running myself down and Veronica knew it. She suggested I take a vacation in her irresistible way, but I didn't know what I was going to do.
"Well what do you like to do?"
"Besides making Love? Nothing I can do as a woman. I like too many man things, I would be bored laying out and sunning myself for more than a day."
"What are you saying Larissa. This is the age of feminism, and you have a duty to uphold it as you are its best soldier. You used to be a man so you already know how to do these 'man' things. Now that your outward appearance is female you have to still do them to prove the equality of the sexes."
"I never thought of it that way. you're right. I'll do what I want to because I want to and can. It doesn't matter my sex... or apparent sex."
"Good for you!"
Because of this I have started driving my Jeep again in off road competitions, and working on the motor and chassis. I don't care that it is 'mens work', I like it and so I do it. Besides, there is an added bonus of being able to go out driving in a bikini top, cutoff jeans and shades and being looked at in an appreciative way. When I go to feminist rallies I bring the Landrover I rebuilt from scratch and get a display booth of my own. Larissa's corner is visited often because I am a great example to the feminist movement with my hobbies of Car rebuilding, shooting, off-roading and computers; not to mention the company that I and my 'four' friends have built.
L&L Design is one of the biggest software production, network design and Internet consulting firms in the region and the owners are predominantly women. The only exception is the CEO, Lawrence Dalton, but no one ever sees him as he prefers to work in the labs programming late at night or tele-commuting from home, wherever that is. Besides the fact he is the largest shareholder, everyone knows his best friend, the president Larissa Davenport, handles everything public, and is really the one who has built the company. Lawrence just fronted the money necessary to get it rolling so he got the CEO's chair. Samantha Tuppman, once a performer of some type, is head of corporate relations. Veronica Selvers is a graphic design professional and runs the publishing department, and lastly is Melissa Harvey. She started as the lone accountant for the company in it's infancy, but now she is the CFO of a four million dollar a year company.
The fact that we all live in the same home, and share the same bed usually, is not known to the general public. Nor is the fact that one of the four women is really a man and shares the three women with a second man whom the girls have adopted as a friend and lover. But, that is, as they say, another story.