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-'Yours are nice to watch. I do not have a clue what they are about, but I enjoyed them anyway.'

-'So that is the reason you got so horny yesterday,' she said with a wink.

-'That was you in person. I watched the video's on Thursday not aware we would become something.'

-'Yes we are definitely becoming something. Ah there is Shelley.'

A tall gorgeous and sexy woman slid into the booth next to Margot. They greeted each other like the old friends they were, making jokes in Dutch and seemingly forgetting about my presence. It gave me time to study the brunette's beautifully cut bob line and pretty face. Her make-up was done perfectly. She truly had no masculine traits anymore. Suddenly Shelley's eyes were on me, catching me staring at her. Those eyes were so confusingly beautiful I felt ashamed for staring at her and lowered my eyes.

-'Don't lower your eyes pretty girl. Let me have look at you.'

I looked up glancing fast at Margot. She had an amused look on her face.

-'Oh wow you are so lovely and tiny. My God, you must have left a trail of disappointed lovers.'

I didn't know how to react. Shelley had slid out of the booth again to move to my side. To my surprise she kissed me on the mouth immediately. I looked at her confused.

-'Shell, calm down please,' Margot said.

Shelley focussed on Margot. I felt a sting of jealousy.

-'I am just so happy for you. I had given up on seeing you happy with someone nice long ago. I even stopped introducing you to nice guys.'

-'Which is a good thing darling, for the last one was asking how much a weekend in a cheap hotel with me would cost.'

Shelley burst out laughing.

-'That is hilarious. I warned him you were not such a woman. He is still a regular for me though. Still asking if you'd be interested in joining us some time.'

Margot burst out laughing almost spilling her wine. Shelley's attention returned to me.

-'So Elisa, I am Shelley a proud working girl. I am 36 and a bit of a drama queen. Damn you are pretty. If you would consider a career change just ask Margot for my number.'

-'Thanks, but no thanks. I have just started with the bank.'

So she started as a prostitute as a teenager, getting Margot pregnant when she was sixteen. Margot was looking at my face intensely. She knew I was crunching the numbers. Shelley noticed our unspoken communication.

-'You told her about our Shelley-Andrea?' she asked surprised tears filling her eyes.

-'Yes, I told her everything.'

Shelly was a lot calmer now.

-'You could have warned me,' she said with a mock angry look at Margot.

Margot was not impressed.

-'You were busy when I called, remember?'

-'That is true, but you said you met her only Thursday.'

Margot nodded a huge smile on her face.

-'We had a sleep-over at my place last night,' I said.

-'And then suddenly you were discussing underage trans-prostitutes getting you pregnant?', she said still looking angry.

-'Lighten up Shelley. I didn't tell her you were underage, you just did that yourself, saying you are 36. She did the math.'

Suddenly Shelley's face lit up again. But you are underage still, aren't you?'

I grinned.

-'A mistake easily made. I am 22, but a bit on the small side.'

-'I would believe it

-'I will get the waiter, when I return from the bathroom' Margot said.

-'I like you, little one,' Shelley said after Margot left.

-'In the sense that you want me to sell my body for money?'

-'That too, but I feel I will have as little luck there as I had with our blonde goddess. Seriously I think you might be suitable company for my dearest friend.'

-'Well thanks,' I said and I meant it: 'Can I ask you some real private question?'

-'Try me.'

-'How did you end up being a prostitute at sixteen?'

-'To be precise, I was fifteen. My parents didn't deal well with my desire to become the girl I felt I truly was. They found my prescription hormone pills and kicked me out of their house, making me effectively homeless and vulnerable for people of ill will. I found being a trans-girl gave me some advantages with some men and before I knew it I could afford my own place. Things changed when I met André. We moved from professional fucking to dating within a few months. He confessed he fell in love with me and wanted a future with me, but there was also his darling wife. I had seen pictures of her, such a gorgeous woman, and somehow we came up with a plan to introduce me to their home. It was my sixteenth birthday and to me the plan seemed to be a possibility to get out of prostitution and to go back to school. I would have done everything for that chance at that time. The plan was simple. I would hide in their bedroom and he would get her ready for me. When I entered their living room she was on her back on the dinner table, bound, naked and blindfolded. That was the moment I found I was more into women than men. It was so erotic and she was so damn beautiful, that I got a hard-on without using the Viagra pills I used when I wanted to please men. I ended fucking a woman properly for the first time in my life. I was being sandwiched between André and Margot. I ejaculated in her pussy. It was the first and last time I did something that stupid. The next morning Margot wanted me out of their home immediately, not with anger, but I sensed she was scared. She had figured out my age and had even looked up a number to call if I wanted to press charges and regain a more normal life.'

Margot joined us again.

-'Hell yes I was scared. I knew when I saw Shelley that she was a minor. Lying to me that she was eighteen didn't help. I felt that even unwillingly and knowingly having participated in such a perverted act should have consequences. If that would hurt me, so be it. After Shelley left I questioned André and found out he suspected she was too young. I had no mercy and told him to get the hell out of our house. I was hurt and confused. Would this be the end of my promising career at the bank? For some reason I decided to think things over and not go to the police immediately. Soon enough the police showed up at my front door, not to arrest me as I feared, but to inform me André killed himself.'

After a short break where we gave our orders for dinner and drinks to the waitress Shelley continued their story.

-'He called me a few hours after I left their place. I was busy with a customer so I told him to get lost. I felt hurt by the events of the night before and the dream that got smashed, but I needed this customer's money. Later in the afternoon an unknown number called me, so I assumed it would be one of my regulars and let it go to my voicemail. It was Margot asking me to call her urgently. I assumed she got the number from André so I called her back, expecting she somehow reconsidered.'

Our drinks arrived, so another pause was needed. I was so impressed by their story and the way they were taking turns in telling it. It felt a complete outsider in their relationship. They clearly had history together. Margot resumed.

-'From what I told you last night you may guess that when Shelley did call me I didn't have a nice story to tell her. She freaked out completely on the phone. She cursed me and called me a paedophile. That hurt a lot, but also tapped into my feelings of guilt. Was she right?'

-'I hung up on her and drank half a bottle of wine to drown all the confusing feelings. It obviously didn't work for I ended on Margot's doorstep completely hysterical. She let me in and we finally got into a real woman to teenager argument. I admitted I had become sixteen the day before and everything else. She turned out to be the sweetest ever. She got me sober again and arranged professional help for me. She let me help organise the funeral and two weeks later she joined me to the hospital for my scheduled final operation.'

-'But you were a minor, how did you get the approvals for this operation? I don't think your parents approved,' I asked.

Shelley smiled and said.

-'You are the first to ask that question in all these twenty years. You are smart.'

-'So how?'

-'One word: fraud. I forged signatures, lied my ass off. André had acted as my dad and our sweet Margot was my mum for a few days. I didn't even have to threaten to expose her.'

-'Real friendship,' Margot said cynically; 'It could have ruined me.'

-'I was really happy afterward. I was truly a woman now and I also had Margot who cared about me. It was wonderful until the next voicemail from Margot.'

Finally the food arrived and since I knew the rest of the story I started eating the tasty dishes that had been served. For the next ten minutes we enjoyed the food and the company.

Suddenly Margot and Shelley were crying. I was totally confused but they both gripped one of my hands to let me know it had nothing to do with me. Shelley started talking.

-'Let's not tell the ugly story of my childish actions during Margot's pregnancy and just say I overcame it in time to help her giving birth to our baby. She was so beautiful; a perfect mix of my traits and Margot's. I could not be her father or mother formally, be I loved her dearly.'

-'We were like two perfect mommies for the baby and I got the impression the nurses did not believe Shelley was my daughter as I said she was. Our baby was perfect and I now think she had the perfect life.'

Margot's voice was shaky when she continued.

-'We were devastated when we were told Shelley-Andrea had died. They had no explanation, cot death they called it. She had died during her first nap, without any clear cause. Unexpected heart-failure they concluded after the investigation. We left with only two pictures; one of us holding her for the first time melting to her incredible eyes and the second of her dead body my arms, Shelley comforting me.'

-'The pain was unbelievable and truly hit us when we started again organising a funeral together. Sitting in Margot's old home talking with the undertaker, making up a frame story to explain my role without giving away too much of the true events and taking into account the lies we had told around André's ceremony. I do think him being a former client of mine really helped for his discretion.'

-'After the funeral was over we were in too much pain to be in each other's company, but we could not just stop seeing each other, that would also be too painful. Shelley just arranged to meet each other in this very booth every Friday at seven. If one wanted to talk or have dinner then we would, otherwise we'd see each other the next week. That is what we have been doing for the last twenty years.'

-'Seriously? That is so special.'

-'Even more special is that you are the first person ever to join us on Margot's account.'

-'I feel as a third wheel,' I confessed.

-'Please don't feel that way,' Margot said almost begging: 'I just wanted to make sure you knew who you are dating.'

-'I thought I knew yesterday, now I see that I really was looking a well-built façade.'

-'Listen pretty little woman,' Shelley started: 'This is the real Margot. She is by far the best person I ever met and long I have wanted her to have a love life again. I have even tried to seduce her myself and arrange dates or her. I don't know what you did to her, but please keep it up.'

-'We haven't even gotten started yet,' Margot said: 'I will take her home with me now. Do you mind?'

-'Off course not baby, I still need to work anyway.'

-'Be safe sweetie.'

-'She is a regular, so don't worry.'

-'I always do, you know that.'

-'Yes mom, I know.'

Shelley leaned in to kiss me, on the mouth again. I did not resist but kissed her back pushing her tongue back in her own mouth. She tasted sweet. Then we all got up and Margot and Shelley also kissed their goodbyes. Three on the cheeks. I was puzzled.

The same car with a different driver was waiting outside the restaurant. In the car Margot sighed after she had the privacy screen put in place, making sure the driver could not overhear us.

-'Are you angry with me, for taking you to my weekly with Shelley.'

-'It was very intense and surprising. I like her, but she is something else. Why didn't you tell me?'

-'She is something else indeed. I didn't tell you, because I wanted to see how you would respond to her unprepared. I thought maybe you would have acted weird if you had known up front.'

-'She was all over me directly.'

-'She was so happy to see me with someone.'

-'She said she liked me and approved of me as a companion for you.'

-'That is saying a lot, although not relevant off course. But I noticed too she likes you. She was impressed with your reaction to her second kiss.'

-'Sorry I kissed her back.'

-'Don't worry, it took me five years to teach her not to kiss me like that anymore. She is a great kisser.'

-'I like your kisses better. Are we going home now?'

-'You called it Home already?'

-'I want you so bad currently I would not mind jumping you here and now.'

-'Let's not do that. We will arrive shortly. What did you think of today?'

-'I was hoping this is not the usual way bank staff is spending their weekends, otherwise I might be tempted to call Shelley on the job offer.'

-'You would never have a weekend off anymore.'

-'That would be a problem. Also my parents would be shocked. They allowed me to study at a Dutch university and I do not think they would approve of the choice, even if I could defend it with solid economic arguments.'

-'Could you now. You do not know half of the story.'

-'Shelley is happy enough.'

-'Yep nowadays she is. It has been a lot different the first years. I have seen her beaten up in a hospital room more than once.'

-'How come she never stopped then?'

-'I really do not know. She always says she likes the social aspects, the dates, the first time with a new person. Ah we have arrived.'

Outside the rain was pouring again, so the female driver stood by Margot's door with an umbrella to guard her from the water.

-'I will open the door. Mandy will pick you up next.'

I felt ridiculous waiting in the car for a driver with an umbrella, so I didn't wait. I just got out of the car and made a sprint towards the front door. At least that was the plan. I didn't count on a rat caused sinkhole in the pavement to appear when I sprinted over it and cause me to fall flat on my belly into one of the rain caused pools. Margot hurried over to pick me up and also Mandy our driver looked shocked.

-'Sweetie what happened?', Margot asked.

-'I tripped in that sinkhole there. I am not hurt, just dirty.'

-'Wow, it must have just appeared, for just two minutes when Mandy and I walked there was no hole.'

-'That is just my luck. I my neighbourhood there a lot of these sinkholes. GGD, whatever that may be, puts large plastic plates over them, telling they are caused by rats and they are doing pest control.'

-'GGD is municipal health services, they have to prevent rat related diseases like the black plague. Why didn't you wait for the umbrella?', Mandy asked.

-'I didn't want you to get all wet. Now I've made it worse. Sorry.'

-'Let's get you inside and cleaned-up,' Margot said.

I felt stupid, but also safe with Margot.

-'I will take the metro tomorrow, Mandy. Geniet van je weekend,' Margot said when she bid Mandy goodbye.

Margot turned to me.

-'Are you really okay?'

-'Sure, I just need some washing up.'

-'Good, for I need your help outside for a bit. I'll just get us some rain gear. We are going to put a board over that nasty sink hole.'

-'Do you have something?'

-'My contractor forgot a few boards when they were making concrete floors upstairs, they are still to be picked-up, but I suspect they just want me to put them at the trash. I just withhold the final payment on the renovation. They are near the front door.'

Of course Margot rain gear was nowhere near my size, but still we, actually Margot being way stronger than me did most of the work, managed to put a board over the sink hole. Afterwards we got upstairs to clean-up ourselves before bed. I heard her in the bathroom opening some faucets to fill what I suspected to be a bath for me.

-'Tomorrow I want you to show me around in your castle. Until now I have only seen your bed room and the toilet.'

-'Important, but indeed there is way more. If you give me your clothes I will wash them tonight.'

-'I was hoping you'd want to take them off from me and then we'd bathe each other.'

I was standing next to her bed, smiling my sweetest smile.

-'Hmmm nice, laundry can wait. Music?'

-'No Margot, no more postponing, get over here. I have started doing stupid things already. '

Margot started helping me out of my very dirty and wet coat.

-'Like what?'

-'Diving in very un-deep water next to your limo-service car, for example.'

-'You are just eager, ' she said kissing my neck.

Yes we were finally getting it on its way. I started to unbutton her blouse, kissing every inch of skin I revealed. I was pleasantly surprised she wasn't wearing the sports bra I had selected for her but a beautiful skin coloured bustier. A new one from Marie-Jo and fitted perfectly. Margot had been advised very well. What a treat it would have been if she ever had shown up at the lingerie boutique where I worked in the weekends while I was still studying. I really would have taken my time to dress her in the best of the best. A pity I could not afford such luxury for myself. Luckily with my size I could easily go without or buy cheap decoration only, no support bra's. She smiled her sweetest smile when I sought her eyes.

-'Like what you see?'

-'Well yeah, but I thought I chose differently.'

-'That sports bra is uncomfortable, it itches and is too small. I forgot to trash it.'

-'Never buy HEMA again. This is way better. I love it. Marie-Jo?'

-'Yes, I bought it in Paris last week. I was there with Shelley to secretly celebrate my promotion became final. But let's not get distracted, we don't want the bath to get cold.'

I got right back to it. I smelled the soft spot just above her chest bone and tasted the skin carefully. The smell had still a hint of perfume, a rich musky tone I longed for since Thursday morning. The taste was perfect, some garlic, some salt from sweat and just plain old sexiness. I unhooked the Marie-Jo and freed her bosom. They sagged a bit but not as much as I expected from a woman her age. I hungrily started sucking one of her nipples and kneading the other one with both hands until Margot pushed me away gently. She started unbuttoning my blouse. She had to bend over and that didn't feel right. I considered stepping on the bed to be taller for her, but decided she would be more comfortable seated. At pushed her softly to the bed so that she could sit. She then followed my example and kissed and licked me everywhere she could.

-'Oh baby this is so wonderful,' she sighed and I knew she was completely on board.

I wasn't uncomfortable wearing one of my two simple bra's I had bought for my work at the shop. I was still a bit shy about my small breasts, but I liked how they had a life of their own, being perky and easily exited. Having unhooked my bra, Margot closed her mouth or my left booby and caught the other one in the palm of her hand, squeezing my nipple between her thumb and forefinger. Again I almost came from the stimulation of my sensitive little thingies. I didn't want to give in to my need just yet, so it was my turn to do the gentle pushing away. I kneeled in front of Margot and tried to unbutton her jeans. Too tight, so I got her to stand again and then succeeded. Matching panties I expected and found. I just sat there and enjoyed the view. Her jeans half way her thighs I already thought I could smell her arousal. To be sure I moved in and did a sniff and lick again. This was pure heaven. Margot pushed me away again.