Meeting My Mistress Chapter 27

Judy, I need a favor. I need to borrow your car, please.

Sure, everything is okay?

I'll let you know.

Where's Rick?

In field.

Call him, ask to come in, say "come in" exactly like that. Would you buzz us Ms Stapleton's office?

Sure. Yes, send them in.

Terry hands them a note with a finger over his lips to stay quiet.

Hi, Bree, got that paperwork ready?

Yes, Ma'am, the talk is just cover for the bugs in the office. He hands her the note.

Looks great.

Terry stays silent as Becky and Carol read the note. I handed Carol a note, it said to be downstairs in 5 minutes, and met us at Judy's car. I go downstairs to the garage and start the car. I sweep it, It's clean.

We cram into Judy's honda civic. Thank goodness it has tinted windows. I drive out towards Judy's place there's a small diner down the street. I pull in and we get a corner in the far back.

The waitress says, Coffee?

Yes, please. Cream and sugar? The Waitress asks.

Please I say.

As she departs Terry plays the Video feeds.

That son-of-bitch. Guess I shouldn't be surprised. We need to call Jacob and Keith. Do you have copies, Terri?

I have them on 6 different cloud accounts, I mailed two. one to Papa and the other to myself at the hotel to hold, plus an additional one loaded to my private, secure server that's way off the grid.

This is bad, but it's also good. Carol says, I always hated him.

Well he's going to get it now, said Becky.

You better, says Carol, or I'll bury him.

Has anyone else seen this, Terry? Becky asked.

No, no one.

Well, keep it that way. Hopefully, Rick can dig up some info on that RFID tag. Terry, your car is still in the parking garage?

Yes, Mom.

Good, we might need you to take a trip.

But I thought it was too flashy. That's what I am counting on.

Let me make a call. Jacob? It's Becky. Can we stop by? I need a few minutes. Great, thanks. See you in 30.

We finish our coffee just as the waitress comes back. She hands me the check. I hand her 50, say can you ring this up? Oh, you never saw us; her Latin American face lights up.

Yes Ma'am.

We head To Jacob's office. The sign says Jacob Frost attorney at Law. His office is a two-floor building, It's not small, but it's not big either. We enter the lobby, it's decorated in all hardwoods and brass. There's an old Criss-Craft wood boat hanging from the ceiling in the lobby.

Most of Jacob's staff are Mexican and Latin American. The receptionist sits at an elevated large wood desk; behind her, there's a large sign that says Jacob Frost and Associates Attorneys at Law. It's a beautiful office.

May I help you ladies? says the receptionist.

Ms Stapleton and party for Mr Frost.

Right this way you're expected. The receptionist is of Latin descent and very pretty, wearing a black pencil skirt suit that really shows off her curves.

I knew about this Law Firm what my wife told me. Everyone was smiling and dressed nicely. Jacobs's office is on the second floor in the northwest corner.

The receptionist addresses Jacobs's assistant, who looks like the receptionist's daughter.
She says Antia, Ms Stapleton, and associates for Mr Frost.

Thank you, Lita. Ladies you are expected.
That's twice we all referred to as Ladies, I wonder how Terry feels about that.

Anita opens the door. Mr Frost, the Stapleton party is here.

Let's have them! Jacob walks around the desk and greets Becky and Carol with a light hug and cheek kiss.

Who are these Ladies, Jacob asks.

This red-haired beauty is my wife and assistant, Brianna.

Carol says this is my son/daughter Terri.

I extend my limp hand and he shakes it gently.

Terri offers a regular handshake, and Jacob gives Terri a bit of a squeeze. Terri squeezes back with a smile.

Please take a seat. How can I help you?

Becky handed him the video. I have a real problem, Jacob. Let me See it. Where was this recorded?

At my office over the weekend.

Really?

Terri interjects. I have videos, keylog entries, and Internet and network access and trace logs as well.

Why do you need me?

Because you're fearless, Jacob, and I need an outside source I can trust.

Just what exactly is involved with Becky?

Do you still have that burner phone we gave you?

Yes,

Keep it on. Are we Your Client, Jacob?

Yes always.

Carol hands out confidentiality agreements for Terri, me, and Jacob.

Remember I told you about that big divorce case Carol and I are working on?

Yes, but I don't know the name.

It's Sally Preston. I'm representing her soon-to-be ex-husband.

Herman? Jacob asked.

Yes, Herman. I've kept everything hush-hush. We are under 24/7 surveillance. My office is Tapped, and we are being followed almost everywhere; they even tailed us to the mall while we shopped and had lunch.

Bree shows him the video. Bree punches up a collection of videos including his ditzy chase. Jacob watches with an astonished look. This is just the last two weeks we've been on to them.

Terri, show Jacob what you discovered. They broke in and tapped the servers and our Network. Phones most of the security cameras. I was able to trace the data back to two main locations.

The first was an office in Sacramento, and the second was a Security firm. There's a third address, too, in a rural area North of the city.

I know that the address said, Jacob!

Really? Carol asked.

Who is it? Becky asked.

Martin Compton.

The billionaire! Carol exclaimed.

He's an old friend of Sally's family before she became a Preston. Jacob said.

Well, that complicates things. Becky said.

How? asked Terri.

He's extremely powerful and he sees around corners. If you file for a subpoena or police file for a warrant, by the time you get there, it will be gone.

Maybe said Terri.

But what if I can prove where it was sent regardless of whether they have it or not?

You'd have to have a lot of forensic evidence to back it up. Jacob exclaimed.

I have almost two weeks' worth! Terri said.

Jacob, we also have a mountain of medical evidence on Sally. She almost killed him. Becky said.

What do you think Jacob? You were a prosecutor.

Well, you've got a lot of empirical, physical evidence. In any regular case, they put her in jail. But Sally Preston and Martin Compton. It will be a blood bath.

What is your end game, Becky? Jacob asked.

Herman wants half of everything and the beach house they have on the PCH. Sally isn't going to just give up half.

Why hasn't she been arrested yet?

Because he was in a coma for 6 weeks and in ICU for 4 weeks before that. Initially, she claimed there was a break-in. The police found her blood and saliva on him and the baseball bat she beat him with.

The detective on the case logged it in evidence and lost it. An internal affairs lieutenant I know found and is holding it in a secure safe at his office.

What do you need from me?

Two things actually said, Carol.

We need you to safeguard what we have for evidence. Second, we need you to give us another angle to approach this legally.

How much time do I have?

Next Wednesday at 11 am.

Okay, Ladies, I got work to do, see you next Wednesday at 10 am.

Thanks, Jacob, you're the best.

We get back in the car and head back. Becky says Girls, great work there. I am impressed with you both.

Carol says Becky's right you girls did great.

Mistress, he didn't say much.

He's a former prosecutor, they don't talk much. But if he thought we had nothing he would've said no.

Bree, what kind of car is this?

Honda Civic, Mistress.

I cannot have my newest associate driving around in a POS car like this.

What do you think Carol?

Let's stop at the Audi dealership on the way back. Judy is a loyal employee and Aced Law School while working full time for us.

Yes, let's do it. Becky said.

Becky, do you still intend to pay her student loans?

Yes, I do. I trust her.

May I attend lunch with you, Becky?

Yes, Carol. Bree, I'd ask you too, but I need someone to man the phones.

I can do it said Terry. That's the spirit, Terri, Carol said.

I follow Becky's directions to the Audi dealer. We park in front of the showroom. As we get out, a portly salesman walks up. Can I help you, Ladies?

Becky asks, Is Kerri working today?

Yes, but I think she's with a customer.

Would you check, please?

Ma'am I! The portly man stutters when Becky raises her hand.

You will get Kerri or we drive across the street and what Lexus Dealer has.

Yes Ma'am. He heads inside.

Kerri comes out. Ms Stapleton so good to see you. How are your cars?

Splendid, thank you.

How may I help you?

I need a car, another A4, please.

Right this way.

We walk across the lot to two rows full of A4s. Black, dark blue, bright blue, burgundy, red, green, silver and white.

Carol says, Bree, call Judy and ask her what colors she likes.

Hey Bree! Will you girls be back soon?

Yes, we had to make a couple of unexpected stops. We'll be there in about another hour.

My car okay?

It's fine. I almost giggled on the phone.

Judy, what's your favorite color?

Silver I love silver.

Thanks hon! Be prepared for lunch, we'll see you soon.

Silver, Ms Stapleton.

Yes Ma'am. Kerri says with a delightful smile.

Kerri and Becky walk inside together. Carol, Terri, and I walk around the lot, browsing. Terri asks if anyone noticed everyone never said a gentleman to me at all.

Carol said Terri, baby, have you looked in the mirror today. Here look!

Terri looked into the compact. A flash of realization across Terri's face.

Mom, why is it? I look like a girl.

Because you are a girl sweetie.

Terri is dumbfounded again. He is dressed in slacks, unisex loafers, and a bright green button shirt with his hazel/green eyes. He does look like a girl.

But mom I've no makeup on, no bra, no breasts.

Sweetie, lots of women are flat-chested. But you've slightly high cheekbones, full lips, and, as inappropriate to say, a very nice round ass.
With your full-bodied hair, multiple earrings, and that cute nose stud, you look like a girl.

Bree???? A little help, says Terri!

Terri darling. Your mom's right, But I gotta say you take to being a girl like a duck to water. Remember you are learning to be a sissy to understand its meaning. The door is open to you if you want to transition to being a full woman. You have just started a new chapter in your life. Your choices are to close the door and put it out of your mind forever, which, by the way, is almost impossible, or run with it.

There's an old Arabic saying, "It's not the destination it's the journey!"

Bree's right, pumpkin; you've always been my special child. I will support and protect you on your journey if you choose to take it.

You really want a daughter, don't you, Mom?

You know I do. But not at the expense of losing our relationship. This has to be your decision alone. I will always love either way. I want you to be happy first before anything else.

I'll have to think about it said Terri.

That's all I ask: think hard and long about it; you have time, Terribear.

I'll make sure Lisa is available to you weekly, more if you need it, she loves you too.

Thanks, Mom.

Remember, you can always talk to me, Bree, and Becky, too.

Just then Becky struts out with the key fobs.

Bree! Take Judy's car back to the firm. Carol, you ride with me. Terri! Go with Bree.

Yes, Ms Stapleton.

Terri and I jump in the Jalopy Civic.

Terri says gosh I miss my Camaro.

I know honey.

Where is your 69 SS? Terri asks.

Dad has it. Parked next to his 69 GT 500 KR.

Did you ever finish it? Terri asked.

Mechanical, yes, it's done. I haven't checked on it in a long time. Dad was supposed to have it painted when I came out here. Last I heard, it went in for paint, but it wasn't until about four months ago, I said

Really? Terri asked. They say why so long?

My paint guy, Brad, didn't like the bodywork, so he's spent the last couple of months straightening and prepping it. This is why I trust him. There's a reason he has a wall full of car show trophies, and 6 body shops. I hope to see that car again someday.

Me too Bree. I remember you taking me for rides when I was a little boy. Those are great memories, that's how I fell in love with Camaros, said Terri.

Bree? What do you think I should do?

To be honest, Terri, follow your heart. If you ignore your heart you'll never be happy. The people who really love you will understand if you're true to your heart. Everyone else can go straight to hell if they don't like it.

Did you enjoy being a sissy girl yesterday?

Terri bows her head, yes.

Did you enjoy being pegged and spit-roasted?

Yes.

Did you like your appearance, the way the clothes felt, walking in heels?

Yes, Terry said softly.

Do you enjoy being hairless? Did you like having your hair rolled and the pampering you were given?

Very much yes. I am ashamed to say I loved it all.

Are there any more things you'd like to try?

To be honest, yes?

What do you want to try? I am not sure I'm ready for it.

Talk to me Terribear.

I want to try...

Yes! I said with an approving tone.

I want to try being a girl full-time! There I said it ohh gosh!!!!! Terri begins to cry.

Ohhh baby, don't cry. It's okay. We can help you, we all will, and I will help you.

But what about Sara? Bree, I think I really love her.

Oh Terribear, everything will be fine. You'll be staying with Aunt Alexis for a while. She will help you just like she helped me. You'll see. I got you, my darling niece.

We pull into the firm at 11:30.

Judy, can you give Terri a quick rundown on the phones and messages?

Sure Bree. You're not covering the Phones?

No, I've been invited to lunch with you.

Carol peeks her out of the door. Bree, we need a minute.

Yes Ms. Elgin

Walking into the office, Close the door, Bree.

I close it, not saying a word.

Carol's going to drive ahead to the restaurant in Judy's new car you go with her. I will take Judy.

Yes Ma'am.

Anything else Ladies.

No just freshen up. We don't want to be late.
I freshen up the lady's room. Check my emails while waiting for Carol. Terri is sitting at Judy's Desk as she runs through the phone system.

Bree, ready?

Yes, Ms Elgin. I grabbed my purse and went off.
See you soon Judy! I wink at her. Carol and I didn't say a word until we were in the car.

Carol, we need to talk about Terri.

I know I'm afraid we may have pushed him too hard. Carol says.

Well maybe, the jury is still out on that subject.

What do you mean Bree?

Well, Terri and I had a heart-to-heart on the ride back.

I was hoping you would, I know how close you two are.

Here it is. Terri wants to try to be a girl full-time.

Really! Carol exclaimed.

Yes, but there's a wrinkle.

Yes? Carol asked with a raised eyebrow.

He loves Sara; by that, I mean he's in love. He's worried if he becomes Terrigirl full-time he'll lose her.

That's absurd, says Carol.

I know that you know that, but Terri is on a razor's edge with new desires and dreams and in love with a sissy at the same time.

Bree your my Sister as much as you ever were my brother. Terri is my child now and always whether or not Terri becomes my daughter or not. I have to say, though, I Love the idea of her becoming a full woman; sorry, I can't help it.

Don't worry We will handle this delicately together. I say.

Thanks, Sis.

You're welcome, Carol. We're Sisters now, this is what we do.

Carol, I have a question,

It's super personal. If you tell me to mind my own business, I will.

Shoot! Carol says.

How do you think Matt is going to handle this?

He'll handle it fine; if he doesn't, then I'll make him understand he doesn't get a vote. It's not up to him or me, you or the Coven.

Will the Coven help?

Yes, that's one of the things we are about. Matt is allowed to voice his opinion once. After that never again. If he guilts or bullies Terri, I will make it my mission to turn him into a sissy. Whether he likes it or not, or we can get a divorce. I love Matt through and through but my children always come first.

I understand that; I miss my daughters, Carol. I start a tear. She dabs my tears with a tissue.

I miss them too, says Carol. On the bright side, Bree, you're starting over. Hopefully, I will be Auntie Carol again.

Carol, will you be a godmother to our baby?

Oh, Bree, you know I will.

We pull into the San Francisco Chop House. It's a popular Lunch and Dinner spot for Attorneys and High-end professionals.

Do you know how Becky is going to approach all this?

A little. Just play along, hold Judy's hand, and be her friend.

I can do that.

Good this should be fun says Carol. Bree, there's something I want to say.

Go ahead, Carol.

First I'd like to thank you for backing me with Terri at the dealership.

Of course.

Next, I want you to know I never foreseen this for you or Terri. I also want you to know I am very proud of you. You've made my oldest and best friend very happy. Becky has never been happier. I've never seen you happier either.

Are you happy Bree?

Carol, I am so happy. Happy with my wife, my life, and my new career.

The Mater'd seat us first. Just as our water is poured Becky and Judy walk in. Men stop chatting and watch as they cross the dining room. Carol and I stand as they approach.

Drinks, Ladies? The waitress asks. Four cosmos please say Becky. She hands us menus and departs with our drink order.

Ms Stapleton. I really shouldn't drink during work hours said Judy. Relax Judy, you amongst friends, besides I know the boss. We all giggle softly.

Becky looks at the menu and then closes it. Judy, Lunch is on me pick whatever you like.

Carol says Judy I have to say I love your new look. Who did your Eyeliner?

Sabine and much more!

What does much more mean asked Carol?

Judy blushes!

I squeeze Judy's hand and say, tell them.

Sabine and Sara pierced me up. 16 times!

Really! Where? Asked Carol.

Go on Judy your amongst friends. I say.

3 in each ear, nipples, double Naval, 4 in my labia one in my hood, and my nose stud.

Judy, all of us sitting have similar piercings, said Becky. By the way, I love Your Makeup. Is That Channel?

MAC, Bree took me to the MAC counter at Macy's. Tia helped me, she was very helpful.

Did you say, Tia? Carol asks.

Yes, she was very knowledgeable and helpful. She showed me many things.

Carol looks at Becky. We know Tia. She's helped us too. We offered her a job at the salon, but she politely declined. Her makeup work is first-rate. Carol said.

Are you ladies ready to order?

Yes said, Becky. 6 oz filet mignon medium, Caesar salad, no potatoes, please. Carol says the same, Waitress, look at me same, please. Judy says the same, please.

Becky starts, Judy, you have been my loyal assistant for 7, going on 8 years now. In all that time I never heard a complaint, a sigh, or even a leave work early request. You have proven to me you can handle anything I throw at you.

I was a bit disappointed when I accidentally found out that you'd taken The Bar exam. Not only did you pass, but placed 3rd out of over 200! I wondered for a while why you didn't tell me you were going to law school. Actually, I was upset.

I talked to Carol here; she said that you were private and wanted to do this on your own. She said I shouldn't take it personally and look at it as a strength. She also told me to not be mad at you because what you do on her own time and dime is none of my business as long as it has no ill effect on our law firm. Carol was right. So the question I posed to myself is what to do about it.