The Rise of Rachel Price T-Girl Pt. 27

With any luck, Hunter was at home, going through the audio file now. If Levant were arrested upon their arrival, it might take years in court, but Rachel would be fulfilling her side of the contract, ensuring her mother received the best care. The best-case scenario would be Levant ending up in jail.

At the moment Rachel wanted to go back to being Denver just to spite Levant.

Rachel turned the camera off, started on another case, and came across a potential charger carrier bag.

"How do you envision your future?" Cooper asked.

Rachel frowned. "I'm not sure. I'll see how things unfold. If you had told me a few weeks ago that I'd be content with being intimate with him, it would have been a revelation. However, I still believe I won't be good for him in the long run. I have a feeling it's not a matter of if, but when I'll be discovered, you know? It would devastate me if he lost a business deal because of our relationship. People claim to be accepting, but I believe there's still a negative perception of partners of trans women. Trans women like me... there, I've said it. Oh, it feels like a significant step. As for partners, well, I don't think they're treated well. I get the feeling people think they are just gay men who don't have the balls to be properly gay. I think if we got married then I would feel very selfish you know."

Rachel felt a sense of satisfaction regarding her own deceit. That was reassuring. She still didn't consider herself a bad enough person to marry Levant without the prenuptial agreement he had offered. A divorce could become messy, and a trans-divorce for Levant would overshadow the O.J. Simpson trial. The media would obsess over Rachel's past and identity.

"I'm still uncomfortable about being taken from behind." Rachel continued "Which I know sounds odd, but if you had seen the size of his dick you would understand. Well Douglas has suggested I might be more you know err relaxed if he and I were in bed with Charlie. I'm super hyped by it. I mean this way he can you know be more normal."

Rachel was looking forward to sleeping with Charlie when they got back. Most of all, she missed seeing Samantha's smile.

The first charger failed, but another one, along with some shaving gear, had the right plug. Rachel plugged it in and noticed the green light come on. Douglas was considerate enough not to disturb her during a session, so the half-hour at the end was her time. Playfully, she inspected the controller. She had tried out most of the settings on herself. She wondered which ones she hadn't cum on yet.

"OK, that's good to know. You've made lots of progress, and I'm very pleased," Cooper said. "I think we need to discuss this new contract."

Rachel noticed that the cable was loose and had to hold it in place to charge.

"What do you need to know? Are they going to extend your time, right?" Rachel asked.

She started looking for some lubricant, the label had been changed in case the bags were search by a curious maid.

"It's not that. You seem to be a bit of an expert in self-sabotage," Cooper said.

"What do you mean?" Rachel asked, pausing her search for a moment.

"You agreed to the new contract pretty quickly." Cooper said to Rachel's surprise.

"My mother has cancer"

"You didn't talk to Charlie, someone who you knew would remind you that you could have sold the Tesla and the Painting probably used the money to pay for the treatment in a cheaper hospital. Instead, you dove right into negotiating a new contract without Charlie's help. A contract that includes full transformation surgery," Cooper said, emphasizing the word "jumped" for a moment.

Rachel nodded. "Only if we get married, which I'm never going to do."

"It's another eighteen months," Cooper said.

The slow effects of the HRT would be complete by then. The transformation would be fully accomplished well before the end.

"He initially mentioned two years," Rachel said. Then wondered why she had lined up more samples in the Unicorn with Dr Grant.

"You're becoming quite close with him," Cooper added.

"Well, I'm still fully dressed," Rachel said, testing the many bottles in the make-up bag for the lube one.

There was a pause.

"Think about it. Perhaps you subconsciously saw the opportunity to extend the contract. Maybe you didn't contact Charlie because you knew she would point out the same things I would," Cooper said.

Rachel froze for a second. "You would have said that?"

"I am paid by Levant, but you are the client. I have your best interests in mind. I'm here to point things out to help you reflect on yourself. I would have reminded you of it. Don't you think this self-sabotage is telling you what you really want to know?"

"That I'm in love with Levant and I want to be his girl?"

"You said it, not me. Perhaps the contract negotiation you really want is with your mother. Your reluctance is with her. She's controlling your life. You keep thinking about her needs, not your needs. Perhaps you should bring up what you want with her, not your partner. He has been very supportive to you in this difficult time. How many relationships would survive an affair like this?"

"It wasn't an affair, I just wanted to see if I could give someone a test blow job," Rachel said.

"Do you know how fake that sounds?" Cooper said. "On the subject of fake, you do know this negotiation is really just face-saving on his part? I think he's just guessing what you subconsciously really want and offering it to you under the guise of his strict demands. This is a classic sign of him not wanting to lose you and needing not to look weak and too needy. You're really in danger of pushing him into demanding things you both don't want. One of you is going to make a misjudgment, push beyond the line, and then risk your long-term happiness together. Be honest with him, but to do that, you have to be honest with yourself."

Rechel's round shoulders slumped, he was getting the blow jobs but she was the bad guy in this.

"You really think that?" Rachel asked. She was genuinely astonished. Half of her brain was saying this was an elaborate lie, but it was too complex to be made up. The other half was screaming that this was the truth, and she had to embrace it.

"It's not what I think; it's what you think that matters," Cooper said.

Rachel nodded uneasily. Then Rachel smiled as she found the secret lube bottle.

"Look, I'm not sure when we can talk next. Douglas is flying back to Europe when his investor thing is done. He says he's got a surprise for me, and we are flying back via England. I just hope this surprise isn't a castle or something; that would be crazy. So, like, I've been binge-watching every episode of Pose while I paint my toenails, and I'm itching to get back to it. Anyway, I'll be in contact. Bye." She lied.

Rachel switched the connection off. She put some kisses in the text window. Perhaps that was too much. Would the Doctor guess it was a lie? It didn't matter if he wouldn't tell. The castle was another tell like the gold. If Levant bought one, he was listening. Even he didn't have enough money to buy an English castle, right?

Still, Cooper had managed to rock her emotional boat like he always did. She couldn't resist his seductive logic. The woman in her wanted to believe it was all true. She felt betrayed by Levant, but she was still torn between going back to Denver and staying as Rachel, even if not with Levant. The boy worried about the growing conspiracy about her. The boy worried about what she had uncovered. Who was he going to apply this hypnotic social media machine to next?