Life after the Lottery Ch. 51

"Okay, I wanted to come and see you," Linda said as she gently hugged Dawn.

"Thank you for the roses."

"My pleasure. James said they were your favorite flower, mine too."

"Rachel, how are you doing?" Dawn asked.

"I'm doing fine, trying to keep tabs on her."

"Is she not cooperating?" Dawn asked.

"What do you think?"

"Where are the girls?" Linda asked.

"Outside by the pool."

I walked to the kitchen to set the pizzas down while they talked. I looked out the window and saw Sam and Amy slipping their robes back on before they came in.

"There they are," Linda said walking up looking out the window. Amy and Sam walked into the house.

"Hi, you two. I wanted you to meet Rachel," Linda said.

She introduced Rachel to the girls. Sam and Amy told her they couldn't wait to talk to her about the trips.

"Do you two want to eat with us?" Dawn asked.

"Sure."

"We need to go put some clothes on," Sam said.

"You don't have to, if you don't want to," Linda told them smiling.

We grabbed some plates and glasses and got pizza and went to the dining room and sat down after I grabbed some wine. We all sat, and I poured wine for everyone.

"Dawn, how are you healing?" Linda asked.

"Nicely, I hope. Dr. John will be by tonight to check. This wrap has been a pain in the ass."

"That part sucked. You look great," Linda said. "What are you all doing this weekend?"

"Nothing," Dawn said.

"I am having a meeting about noon Saturday with some guys that are thinking about starting a limo company," I told her.

"Are you going to get into the limo business?" Linda asked.

"Maybe. I am thinking about a limo business that offers special items."

"I bet you are."

"Did you want to come over?" Dawn asked.

"Rachel and I were thinking about it. But if you are going to have a house full of people Saturday, maybe next weekend."

"Linda, why don't you and Rachel plan on coming next Friday evening and staying the weekend," Amy said.

"Rachel, how does that sound to you?" Linda asked.

"Sounds fine."

"Rachel, I can't wait to hear from you about what all happened, I don't think they are telling us everything," Sam added with a big smile.

"I hope they're not!" Rachel said. "James, have they finished updating your security system?"

"Yes."

"What all did they do?"

"I will show you next weekend."

We ate for a while and finished off most of the pizza. Linda held off on any more wine since she was driving. We all moved to the den.

"I love your house," Rachel said as she looked around.

"Linda, have you told Rachel everything?" I asked.

"Yes."

"Is that what you are looking for, Rachel?" I asked her.

"Maybe."

"You can't see them unless I show you where they are."

"All over the house?"

"Yes, and outside."

"Motion activated?"

"Can be. Rachel, I'll show you everything when you come back."

"I expect you to."

We all sat and talked until Dr. John showed up about 7:15. I met him at the door, and he came inside.

"Dawn, how are you doing?" He asked as he walked to her.

"Good. I'm hoping you will take these bandages off."

"I will have to look. Hi, Linda."

"Hi, John. John this is Rachel; she is...my..."

"Bodyguard," Rachel said as Linda was thinking.

"Nice meeting you, Rachel."

I got up so John could sit next to Dawn. He started unwrapping her bandage slowly until it was off.

"Dawn, lean back on the sofa," he told her.

She leaned back so John could pull off the rest of the bandages off then lifted her breasts up and looked at the incisions.

"Oh, they look great," he said. "They are healing very well."

"Well enough to leave the Ace bandage off?" Dawn asked.

"I think so. I wish I had brought the camera."

"I can get mine, I have a ring-flash," I told him.

"Great."

I went to my study and set up my camera and went back; John was wiping away some of the orange soap stains from Dawn's breasts as she lay on the sofa. Amy was handing him alcohol swabs while he cleaned Dawn off.

"What do you need, John?" I asked.

"Some close ups of the incisions. Let me lift a little and you take some of each side."

I got down on the floor to look, and the incisions were just a thin red line.

"Wow, Dawn. The incisions look great," Linda said looking.

I worked with John a few minutes and took the pictures he needed.

"Can I sit up?" Dawn asked.

"Let me lift you up from the back," John said and helped Dawn sit up.

"Wow! They look nice!" Linda said.

"Yes, they do," Rachel added.

"He ran one long suture through the incision to hold it closed then glued the edges," Dawn told them.

"You are not going to have much of a scar."

"I want him to do mine," Rachel said.

"I wish my scars looked that good," Linda said.

"Yours are not bad," Dawn said.

"I have a lot of stitch scars."

"But yours are like mine; they are under your breasts. They look great," Dawn told her.

"I still have a lot of stitch marks."

"Linda, let me look at them," John said.

Linda pulled off her coat and blouse then took her bra off. She leaned back on the sofa and John lifted her breasts up to look.

"I know your doctor, he does good work," John said as he lifted and looked over Linda's breasts. "How big were you before?"

"A full C."

"Your stretch marks are not bad at all. You do have some tiny scars from the small stitches he used, but that was the best we knew how to do a few years back," John told Linda.

"The scar is kind of long," Linda said.

"He put a large implant inside you. He did a great job. Linda, are you self-conscious about the scar?"

"Some. It is under my breasts, so no one sees it unless I am lying back."

"Does that bother you?"

"Well, everyone knows I have implants, so maybe not."

"Linda, it is not that obvious. What are you a Double F?" John asked.

"Yes. I went too big."

"No, you didn't. They fit your tall body well. If that scar bothers you that much, it could be lessened."

"How?"

"If what I am trying on Dawn and a few others works fine, I could actually cut the scar out and then connect the skin like Dawn's. But, it will be a while before I would be comfortable trying that. Since I do facial reconstruction, I do a lot of scar removal and rebuilding."

"Let me know."

"I will."

"Linda, can he do mine?" Rachel asked.

"Honey, you have nice breasts."

"I want to be a full D."

"If that is what you want."

"John, what do I do now?" Dawn asked.

"You know the follow-up. What do you have to hold you up for a week or so?" John asked.

"I have some sports bras like we tell all the women to wear."

"Okay. You have the cream, keep the incisions coated with it for a week. Don't lift anything for a few more days."

"Do I have to wear support all the time?"

"For the next few weeks, you know that. Keep a good moisturizer on your breasts for the next few weeks also."

"Can I lay in the sun?" Dawn asked.

"Not until late next week. I have told you about the sun drying your skin, Dawn."

"I keep it oiled up and use the best moisturizer there is all over my body."

"I know. Don't let the sun hit the incisions for a week or so."

"Thanks."

John felt Dawn's breasts for a minute.

"They look perfect," he said. "Anything else?"

"I guess I know what to do. Thanks, John," Dawn said.

"Okay, I need to get home."

I escorted John to the door, and he left. I sat down next to Dawn; she was gently rubbing her breasts.

"Amy, would you get some more alcohol and something to clean the rest of this sticky soap off?" Dawn asked. Amy went down the hall.

"Can I ask something?" Rachel said while she looked at Sam.

"Sure," Dawn said.

"Sam, are you really over 18?" Sam giggled.

"Yes, I am. I will be 19 soon."

"You sure don't look it."

"I don't have any makeup on."

"I know, I hate you," Rachel said smiling.

"Rachel, would you like to take your suit coat off," Sam asked. "I know you have a gun."

"If you don't mind."

Rachel stood to take her coat off; Sam stood and helped her. When Rachel turned around, she looked at Sam standing there with her robe open.

"I'll hang your coat up," Sam said walking to the closet.

When Amy walked back in the den, her robe was open. She sat on the sofa letting her robe fall open. I watched as Rachel looked her over closely while Linda watched her.

"Rachel, is there anything you would like to ask?" Linda questioned her.

"Are all of you okay with me tagging along with Linda?"

"Rachel, you are not tagging along. You are a part of Linda's life; now you are part of ours," Dawn told her. "We talked about this."

"Amy and Sam, is it okay with you two?" Rachel asked.

"Of course, it is," Amy told her. "Linda is now a part of our family. Since you two love each other, you are now part of our family...if you want that."

"I do. I don't really have a family."

"Yes you do," Linda said. Rachel didn't say anything.

"Rachel, have you heard anything about her stalker," I asked.

"We haven't heard anything. The company has not updated us on where he is."

"Do they still have him?"

"We don't know."

Linda was looking at Dawn's tits closely.

"Dawn? You said you were going up to a D cup, right?" Linda asked.

"Yes...why?"

Linda reached over and gently felt Dawn's breasts. She slid her fingers under them and looked.

"If you are D, you are very full D."

"I know," Dawn said looking down. "I am going to have to do some investigating. I think Dr. John and James got together before my surgery."

Amy and Sam giggled.

"If you two were in on this, I will have your asses," Dawn told them.

"They are probably still swollen, honey," I said.

"No, they're not!" I got back.

"I think they look perfect," Linda said removing her hands.

"Linda, when can I get mine done?" Rachel asked.

"Honey, you have nice breasts. I keep telling you that," Linda said.

"You promised."

"I know."

"I like Dawn's. They do look perfect," Rachel said.

"Rachel, what are you? A C cup?" Dawn asked.

"Yes, but not a full C."

"I was a full C, it wasn't much to go to a D," Dawn told her.

"I am not as full as you were."

"Let me see," Dawn told her.

Rachel looked around a second.

"Go ahead," Linda told her.

Rachel slipped her holster off and unbuttoned her top and pulled it off. We watched as she removed her bra.

"Come sit next to me," Dawn told her.

Rachel got up and sat next to Dawn. Dawn reached over with one hand and felt one of Rachel's breasts and lifted it up.

"You are pretty full C. Since you are taller than I am, you can easily go to a full D if you want," Dawn told her.

"You think so?"

"Sure. But, I think I am a little more than a full D, thanks to James."

"May I feel?"

"Of course."

Rachel took her hands and felt Dawn's breasts. She squeezed on them gently for a minute.

"Oh, they feel nice," Rachel said. "You think I can go this big?"

"Probably, but you would have to see Dr. John. Do you have any bad scars?"

"I have some places I have been cut, but the scars hardly show."

"Can I see?" Dawn asked.

"She heals well, Dawn. Her scars are hardly visible. You would have seen them," Linda said.

"Okay, good," Dawn said with a puzzled look.

"Linda, can I after we catch the nut job?" Rachel asked.

"I guess."

Rachel got up and hugged Linda. Rachel sat back down after a few seconds, forgetting she was half naked.

"Rachel, would you like to go for an evening swim?" Amy asked her.

Rachel realized she was topless.

"Oh, sorry," she said reaching for her bra.

"Come on; I'm going to the pool," Amy told her.

"Okay!"

Rachel slipped off her pants and underwear and went with Amy to the pool.

"Sam, why don't you go with them," I said.

"I wasn't invited."

"Linda, are things going okay?" I asked.

"I guess."

"What's up?" Dawn asked.

"I'm having trouble bringing up the whole public thing with Rachel."

"Have you gotten anywhere?"

"We have talked some. She agrees now is not the time."

"But?"

"We haven't gotten passed that."

"Linda, are you worried about her, or your image?" I asked.

"I don't know."

"Times are different now, Linda, but things are not totally fair yet," I told her.

"It is something you have to think about. Why don't you talk to some of your publicity people?" Dawn asked.

"I can't let them know yet!"

"I think you need to find out what public opinion is going to be. If you go public and it hurts your business badly, Rachel will feel like it is her fault."

"It wouldn't be her fault," Linda said.

"I said she would feel like it is her fault," I told her.

"Thanks...something else for me to have to think about," Linda said.

"Linda, how are your feelings changing for her?" Dawn asked.

"For the better."

"I don't know what to tell you, Linda. I don't think you are going to know what to do until you can gauge the impact it will have on your business."

"I don't know what to do! If it comes out, there will be people that will call me a bitch dyke because I have been a ball buster since I took over everything."

"Will that bother you?" I asked.

"I don't want to be thought of that way."

"Can I say something?" Sam said.

"Sure, Sam," Linda said.

"Amy had some guys calling her a dyke when she lived with other girls. She never said anything to them because she didn't care for one thing, and, because she also went out with men. Everyone finally stopped saying anything to her."

"Sam, people haven't seen me with Rachel like that; and I can't date men in public," Linda said.

"Why not?" Sam asked. "You don't have to fuck them, just date some in public. If people think you are doing them, so what? You are a beautiful woman; people expect you to be dating handsome men."

"I can't do that."

"Why not?" Dawn asked.

"It would hurt Rachel's feelings."

"Linda! You are fucking my husband; you have been fucking other guys we know. Rachel hasn't gotten her feelings hurt has she?" Dawn asked. "And, if I remember right, Rachel has been doing a few guys."

"That is different."

"Bull shit!" Dawn yelled. "You just don't trust her, Linda! Your problem is that you don't want to be seen as a lesbian or as a bi-sexual. You were raised by very conservative parents and grand-parents. I think you want the world to see you as hetero when you are not."

Linda sat quietly for a few minutes.

"I'm sorry, Linda. I shouldn't have said that," Dawn said.

"No...you're right. I'm bi-sexual, but if the public thinks I am in a relationship with Rachel, that is not what they will think."

"Uhh...Linda, I wanted to know if you wanted to join us," Rachel said standing at the door.

"Rachel..." Linda said.

"I'll go back outside," Rachel said and turned and went back outside.

"Rachel!" Linda yelled after her. "Fuck!!"

Linda started crying.

"Linda?" Dawn asked.

"Now I have fucked all this up! I don't know how to handle all of this!" Linda yelled as she sobbed.

I got up and went out to the pool; Amy was holding Rachel as she cried.

"Rachel, honey," I said sitting next to her, "Linda was only talking about what she is worried about. We finally got her to tell us. I need you and Amy to come inside so we can finish talking about this."

"I don't care if people know about us or not!"

"That is not the problem, Rachel. Linda is worried about you."

"I don't care if people know."

"Linda is not sure what to do. She is afraid if you two go public and it hurts her business, you will feel responsible; that is what she is upset about. She is trying to protect you," I told her.

"It didn't sound like it."

"You only heard part of the conversation. Please come inside."

I took Rachel's hand and led her and Amy inside the house; Linda was waiting at the door.

"Rachel, I am sorry!" Linda said and took her in her arms and held her.

Amy got two robes out of the closet. When Linda released Rachel, she handed her one.

"Everyone come and sit," Dawn said.

We all sat and talked over the situation. I helped Linda explain to Rachel that she had legitimate concerns about her business and about hurting her. Rachel had leaned into Linda and had her head on her shoulder as we talked.

"Linda, you don't have to tell anyone about us," Rachel said.

"Honey, I love you, I know that now. I want us to be together and you know it will get out somehow," Linda said. Rachel looked up at her, then sat up and kissed Linda.

"I love you too."

"James, what do we do?" Linda asked.

"You know; I think Sam may have had a good idea."

"I did?"

"I think you dating some eligible men in public may not be a bad idea," I told her. "Rachel, you wouldn't mind would you?"

"Of course not, but I would still have to be with her."

"I can't be running around in public with strange men," Linda said.

"Okay, Linda, her are your choices. You can publicly be a lesbian, bi-sexual, or a swinger. Which do you prefer?" I asked.

"Well, I am already a bi-sexual swinger!"

"Linda."

"Do you think the general public would be more excepting of me being bi-sexual?"

"I think if the media saw you dating a few handsome men, they would think you are hetero. If later on, they saw you with another woman, they may just think you are bi. There is nothing wrong with the public thinking you are a lesbian, but you seem to be hung up on that," I explained.

"But, I am bi-sexual, and I love Rachel."

"And Rachel is bi-sexual, so, if later when you two let everyone know, it may do less damage to your business if that is going to be a problem. That is just the way things are, sorry, honey," I told her.

"Rachel, what do you think?" Linda asked.

"You have already been married; the public knows that. You stay out of the media...maybe it is time you stopped. I don't think you being seen with some eligible bachelors, and maybe having a little sex, would be a bad thing." Rachel said.

"Rachel! I can't just pick up men!"

"What about some very eligible, high-profile doctors?" Dawn asked.

"What are you talking about?"

"I just happen to know some very nice doctors that are always in the media for the good things they do. Maybe I could introduce you to a few."

"That sounds good," Rachel said. "Maybe you could introduce me too, and we could double date!"

"Maybe."

"How would we do this?" Linda asked.

"Linda, you give money to the hospital and the university, but it is never public. These doctors I know also give a lot of money back to the hospital, mostly for research. The hospital has huge parties several times a year for large donors; I'm sure you have been invited before. There is one the second weekend of September for the start of school. I think you should go."

"And how do you propose introducing me?"

"I won't have to. You show up in one of your revealing dresses, and I think they will find you," Dawn said.

"Will you two be there?"

"The four of us will be there. Dawn is starting to raise money for the new program. You better make sure you are exposing more skin than she is," I said. Dawn and the girls giggled.

"Are you planning on showing off your new tits!" Linda said.

"You bet I am. I need money for the new program!" Dawn told her.

"Oh! Speaking of that, I have to take you shopping for new clothes," Linda said.

"You said you were going to take me to your tailor."

"When do you want to go?"

"Soon."

"Okay."

"So you will date a few of my doctor friends then?" Dawn asked.

"I guess, but I am not having sex with them."

"Why not?" Rachel asked.

"Yes, Linda; why not? I know some tall, cute ones," Dawn said. "There are two I am sure would love to have sex with you, at the same time."

"I can't do that!" Linda exclaimed.

Linda smiled and looked at Rachel.

"You all are going to get me in trouble," Linda said.