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by CELENE CAREY

  “I’m leaving mom. I love you, but that man is a monster. He will never accept me for who I am and I can’t live another second under his roof with his rules and his abusive remarks. He hit me.”

  Malcolm looked at his mother and felt a pang of sadness for leaving her like this, but he couldn’t stay, he had to get away from his father.

  “I’m sorry sweetheart.” His mother was crying now, and reached out to give Malcolm a hug. Sobbing into his shoulder she told him that she loved him, and begged him again not to go.

  “I love you too mom, but I’m leaving.” With that, he kissed his mother goodbye and left out the front door.

  That had been nearly four years ago now, and Malcolm had changed a lot in that time. Now he was 23 years old and living life by his own rules in Los Angeles. He hadn’t spoken to his father once since he’d left that day, but he talked to his mom once in a while, kept her informed on his life and let her know that he was doing alright. Malcolm worked at a nightclub in the colorful pride/gay district.

  He had gotten a job at a Transsexual bar, where he got to dress up like a woman every night he was on shift, and the crowd absolutely loved him. He changed his name to Mallory, and everyone that knew him in his new life in LA, knew him as Mallory. In fact, the only person he talked to that still called him Malcolm was his mother.

  Mallory loved his new life and his confidence had boosted so much since he started working at the nightclub. Mallory had started off on the slower nights, like Mondays and Tuesdays, and over a few months, he had worked his way to the busiest nights of the week, Fridays and Saturdays. The owner of the bar was transgendered too, and he loved to put on shows called Drag Queen Contests. It gave everyone a chance to go all out and get dressed up to the nines. It was like a magical fantasy world every night at the club.

  Mallory met a lot of people since moving to LA, his best friends were his two roommates, Frankie and Lizzy. Frankie was a muscular gay guy whose career choice was fitness training. Frankie trained a lot of people around town, and his client list even expanded to include a few high profile celebrities. Lizzy was a transgendered person who had recently undergone the sex change surgery that she needed to fully become a ‘she’. Lizzy had been healing up nicely over the last month and every chance that she got, she encouraged Mallory to do the surgery.

  “It will totally change your life! I’m telling you, now that I have a who-ha instead of a dinga-ling, it’s like I’m finally me!” Lizzy was a bit over the top and was always trying to get Mallory to look at the work her surgeon had done on turning her male parts into a vagina. Lizzy flipped her skirt up and flashed him. “See?! Look at how pretty!”

  “Put that thing away you big whore!” Frankie had just walked in the house and gotten a big face full of newly created vagina. “That’s it! New house rules. No flashing your junk, male OR female, around the house.”

  “Spoil sport!” Lizzy said in a pouty voice as she flashed him one final time.

  “I don’t know… it’s an expensive surgery right?” Mallory was seriously starting to consider getting the surgery. What did he have to lose, becoming a fully-fledged female?

  “Well ya, but it’s the best thing I ever bought myself. You should make an appointment and go see my guy for a consultation. It’s totally harmless having him explain it all to you and plus you can get it all sized up and priced out.”

  “You know what? I think I will. I’m not getting any younger and it’s really frustrating having to tuck this bad boy away every night on stage. Not to mention how amazing it would be to actually be able to have sex with a man how a woman and a man have sex… no offense Frankie.” Mallory winked at Frankie.

  “None taken! To each their own, right?”

  “Right!” Lizzy and Mallory answered together.

  Mallory booked his appointment the following morning, he called the number that Lizzy had given him and spoke with Dr. Ferguson's receptionist, Lila.

  “Good morning, Dr. Ferguson’s office, Lila speaking, how may I assist you?” Lila was a very perky and happy person on the phone.

  CHAPTER 3

  “Hi Lila, my name is Mallory and I was recommended by my friend, Lizzy Stella, to come in for a consultation with Dr. Ferguson for a sex change operation. I was hoping to book a consultation with him?” Mallory was calm and clear on the phone with her, he knew that he wanted to have a sex change, but he didn’t want to get too excited in case it was something that he really couldn’t afford.

  “Certainly you can my dear! He has a spot open in two weeks, on July 7th at 10:45am. Does that work for you?”

  “Yes, that will be fine. Thank you!”

  “You’re welcome, and don’t forget that the consultation will cost $150.00. We take cash, credit or debit.” Lila chirped into the receiver.

  “Oh, OK. Sure.” Mallory didn’t realize that the consultation would even cost money.

  “See you then!” Lila clicked the phone dead.

  Mallory hung up the line on his end and looked at the phone. He was going to have to find a way to make enough money for the surgery and the consultation. He used the money that he made from working at the club in order to pay his rent and get the costumes he needed to wear for the nights he was working. He didn’t have any money saved up and it was going to take some thought on how he could make that kind of extra cash.

  Mallory spoke to Lizzy about it when she got home that night.

  “Lizzy, how did you pay for your surgery? How much was it?” Mallory was full of questions now that he was contemplating getting it done.

  “Well, I had a little money saved up, but it wasn’t nearly enough to pay for the surgery… It was $6500.00 for the surgery.” Lizzy wrung her hands, remembering the cost of becoming a woman.

  “Wow! That’s super expensive… holy shit! I can never afford that.” Mallory knew it was going to be pricey, but he never imagined as much as $6500.00.

  “I know a guy that can help you, but you’d have to be pretty open minded to what I’m about to tell you ok?” Lizzy looked at him with all seriousness in her face.

  “OK… who is this guy and why would he want to help me?” Mallory was always curious about Lizzy’s crazy ideas.

  “His name is Robert and he is a really wealthy man who is into cross-dressing fantasies.” Lizzy stopped and looked at Mallory, gauging his reaction.

  “Haha! I meet a hundred guys a week at the club that are into that Lizzy! Tell me something I don’t know!” Mallory had expected to be a little more shocked by her endeavor, but this didn’t seem so out there.

  “He likes to pay younger men to cross-dress for him and spend quality time with him. He’s an older man, around 50 I think… He pays really well, but like I said, you have to have an open mind. He is into a lot of kinky stuff.” Lizzy maintained eye contact with Mallory, seeing how he would react.

  “Quality time? Lizzy that sounds like he wants to sleep with me…” Mallory drew the line at having sex for money.

  “Sex, toys, head, role-playing, sometimes he just wants a strip show, it depends on the night. But he pays really well Mallory, like, really well.” Lizzy wrung her hands again.

  CHAPTER 4

  “How much money are we talking here?” Mallory couldn’t believe he was even continuing this conversation. But he was curious to see how much potential there was for profit here.

  “fifteen hundred dollars a night.”

  “What?! Really?!” Mallory was shocked, that was a lot of cash. More money than he made in a month dancing at the club. “How do you know this? Wait, Lizzy, did you do this?”

  “Don’t judge me, I didn’t have enough money and you know I’m still in hairdressing school and I don’t have any income aside from the few hundred dollars I make serving tables on the weekends… someone told me about him and I thought, ‘What do I have to lose?’ So I did it, and I did it again, and I did it enough times that now my surgery is paid off, and I paid some of my schooling.”

  “Wow, Lizzy…” Mall
ory’s mind was racing. If she could do something like this and be OK with it, maybe he could too.

  “The only thing is, this guy, Robert, he likes boys who are transgendered, but haven’t had a sex change yet. So once I got the surgery, he didn’t want to see me anymore.” Lizzy looked kind of saddened by the thought.

  “Oh hunny, you are a beautiful woman now. That part of your life is the past and if that’s the way he is, then let him be. You will find something real one day, and soon!” Malcolm knew that Lizzy was lonely, she hadn’t had a boyfriend or gone out on a date since a few months before the sex change.

  “I know… I mostly just miss the money!” Lizzy burst out laughing and Mallory started laughing too.

  “You are so bad!” Mallory swatted his hand at her in a playful manner.

  “I know right?!” Lizzy laughed and swatted back at him. “So, tell me, do you want me to introduce you to Robert? I know he’s in the market for a new plaything.”

  “Fuck it. What do I have to lose?” Mallory laughed again.

  “I’ll set it up!” Lizzy danced away back into her room and left Mallory alone to contemplate what he was about to get involved in.

  A few days later, Lizzy had arranged a meeting with this mysterious wealthy man named Robert. Mallory was supposed to meet him at Cafe la Crepe on 1st Ave at 1:00pm. Mallory had no idea what to expect, but Lizzy had advised him to dress feminine for the first meeting, and to always dress feminine for all their meetings.

  That’s what the person who had introduced Lizzy to Robert had advised, and their relationship had gotten off to a great start. Mallory was getting ready at his house, doing his makeup and contouring his cheekbones when the phone rang. He let it go to voicemail and heard the person begin leaving a message. It was his mother.

  “Hi Malcolm, sweetie. I haven’t heard from you in a long time and I just want to make sure you’re doing alright over there. You know you can always call us if you need anything, any help with anything. I love you sweetie.”

  The line clicked dead and Mallory laughed at the thought of asking his mother for money for a sex change. Hs dad would probably kill him, either that or die of a heart attack on the spot. He would call his mom back another time, right now he had some serious business to attend to.

  Mallory made sure that he was looking hot, sexy but not too draggy. He liked to appear feminine without going overboard and becoming clearly Tranny. He had learned over the years how to do his makeup subtle and was becoming better and better at defining his look. He put his hair in hot curlers and let them set as he did the final touches on his cheekbones.

  He went over to the closest, hot curlers in hair, and riffled through what to wear. There were so many cute outfits that he had accumulated over time and he settled on a sexy little black dress for their first encounter. It wasn’t flashy, but it was certainly sexy, and he had always loved the way it hugged his curves.

  Mallory had been taking female hormones for years now, and he was fortunate enough to have developed a bit of a bust from the hormones. He was only a small A-cup, but he bought bras in a C cup size and then had them padded out, so that he looked like he had a chest. And thanks to Frankie being their roommate, both Lizzy and Mallory had free personal training, so he was in the best shape of his life these days, everything seemed to fit his body great.

  He slipped on the little black dress and picked out a pair of high heels to match; he settled on simple black stilettos with tiny gold accents, to match the gold necklace and earring he had picked out. Mallory slipped the shoes on and spun to look in the full length mirror that was over by his bedroom door. He looked hot. Now he just had to get rid of the hot curlers, and fluff his hair out and he would be totally ready for this meeting.

  Mallory finished off the final touches of his hair and headed out the door, grabbing a little clutch purse on his way out that had his lip gloss and keys in it. He had to be there in thirty minutes, and it was halfway across town, so he thought it was best to hail a cab instead of trying to deal with the buses and possibly messing up his look.

  CHAPTER 5

  He found a cab no problem and was on his way to the cafe.

  Once inside, he had been told to order a cappuccino and have a seat near the window and wait for Robert to approach him. So, he did as he was told and sat at the window, sipping on his cappuccino and watching the busy streets of LA pass him by.

  “Excuse me Miss, is this seat taken?” An older gentleman with salt and pepper hair and a strong jawline appeared at Mallory’s tableside.

  “No, please, it’s all yours.” Mallory waved his hand towards the seat. He watched as the man sat down. He was tall and dark with handsome features and an olive skin tone. He was cleanly shaven and wearing an expensive looking suit. He had a gold Rolex on his right wrist and no wedding band.

  “I assume you are Mallory?”

  The man inquired, looking Mallory up and down, Mallory nodded.

  “It’s a pleasure to meet you. My name is Robert Hastings.”

  He flashed a smile at Mallory, exposing his pearly white teeth.

  “Your friend, Lizzy mentioned that you were very attractive, but I had no idea you were going to be this beautiful.”

  Mallory immediately flushed a deep shade of scarlet. “Oh, why thank you Robert, you are too kind.”

  “Now, let’s get down to business, Lizzy explained the rules to you I’m sure?” Robert had his hands folded on the table neatly, his eyes examining Mallory.

  “Umm, no actually. She didn’t mention there were rules.” Mallory cursed Lizzy’s name in his head.

  “I see. Well then, I will explain. I have several rules that absolutely must be followed in order for us to maintain this special type of relationship. The first requires you to sign an NDA, non-disclosure agreement. You will never speak of anything that transpires between us to anyone, ever. Can you agree to that?”

  “Yes, of course, my lips are sealed.” Mallory thought this was getting kind of hot and kinky already.

  “The second rule is that you must always come to me as a woman, never a man. Understood?”

  “Yes, of course.”

  “The third rule is that when we are at my apartment and we are playing, you must always do what I request of you. I will never make you do anything that will hurt you, but I require complete control at all times. If not, then this relationship will not work. Understand?”

  “Yes Robert. I completely understand.” Mallory took a sip of his cappuccino trying to calm his nerves. This was getting serious.

  “The fourth and final rule is the two hour time limit. You have to be available to me for two hours at a time, and once that two hours is completed, you will leave and return to where you live, or go about your regular activities until I require your services again. But you must always be available when I need you, and always for two hours, never less and never more. Understood?”

  “Yes, two hours and then I leave. Understood.”

  Mallory felt like he was signing over a part of her soul right now, almost to the point of regretting his decision, but he also wanted to see where this was going to go.

  “Alright, then we have an agreement.”

  Robert pulled an envelope and a pen out of his breast pocket and opened the envelope, producing a piece of crisply folded paper and laying it flat on the table in front of Mallory.

  “This is the NDA, you will sign here, and never speak of this to anyone.”

  Mallory quickly glanced over the NDA and signed, his hand shaking slightly. Robert noticed that his hand was shaking, Robert reached out and put his hand over Mallory’s, a spark of sensual electricity coursed through his body at Robert’s touch.

  “Don’t be scared Mallory. This relationship will benefit you as well, trust me. I’m not the only one who gets pleasure from it.” He smiled at Mallory and winked.

  Robert got up from the table and then paused, producing a cell phone from his pocket.

  “Here, I almost forgot. This if for
you. When it rings, answer it. That means I want you.”

  “OK, certainly.” Mallory took the cell phone from him and watched as Robert walked away and left the cafe.

  Later that night, Mallory went home and relaxed, wanting to tell her roommates about what had transpired at the cafe between him and Robert, but knowing that he had signed that NDA and that is wasn’t wise to discuss it with anyone. A few hours went by and that cell phone that Robert had given him began ringing. Mallory’s heart fluttered with excitement and anticipation, he hadn’t thought they would meet tonight.

  “Hello?” He said into the phone in his sexiest voice.

  “Hi Mallory, come meet me at my apartment. A car will be by to pick you up in about twenty minutes, OK?” Robert’s voice was husky and direct.