After the accident Sam rang Jordan to say she would be slightly later than expected.
“You had better hurry. I was unable to change our flights. We still have to leave at 1.45”
“Crap! I won’t be able to change before the flight”
“I’ve checked in your luggage and have collected your boarding pass. Come straight to the gate. I will meet you there”
That’s exactly what Sam did. She found her twin seated near the gate. The plane still wasn’t boarding.
Sam had learnt that being a blonde bombshell attracted a lot of male attention. Two identical blonde bombshells turned every male head. It was hard to talk in private but Sam managed to convey the events of the morning including the slip up of having a twin called Emma.
Jordan giggled when Sam revealed that she had effectively agreed to a date with Angus when she returned for the rollout “Don’t worry. I’ll find you something appropriate to wear”
Jordan or ‘Emma’ then told Sam of her rather productive morning. “I’m hoping at least two of those leads I got last night might develop into some thing concrete. The only thing is they want to watch the Sanguine rollout before committing to anything”
As they boarded the hostess queried Sam's boarding pass. It was for 'Mr Sam Colson'. Sam had to explain "It's just a typo" The hostess waved her through. The flight home was uneventful. Jordan fell asleep beside her as Sam watched some old TV shows on the screen. Sam did visit the toilet once more after feeling butterflies in her stomach and was relieved to see no sign of blood. Was this anxiety pre-menstrual tension? She had to admit that she was very anxious about the possibility of starting a period and being stuck as Samantha for another week. If the worst happened, then she decided, she would take up Jordans offer of a weeks’ holiday at the coast. It would be hard to explain to the neighbours why a tall blonde had taken up residence at Sam’s house and Sam was sick of lying. She could still do any necessary work from a unit by the beach, preparation for the Sanguine rollout amongst other things.
The plane touched down on time and they got to the car to find Sam’s male clothes in the boot. Neither of them had a driver’s licence for their current bodies, but Jordan took the risk thinking she could explain to any policeman that she had dyed her hair and had some cosmetic procedures. She joked “If worst comes to worst, we can just show them our breasts. Any male officers will let us go. Just hope I’m not pulled over by a female cop” She carefully stuck to the speed limit for the 30 minute drive. They arrived at Jordan’s house shortly after 4.
Sam’s anxiety levels were off the scale as she waited for the 12 hours since her last change to tick by. Twice she visited Jordan’s toilet. There was no sign of blood in her vagina but her stomach continued to feel very uncomfortable.
At 7.45 pm Jordan got out the medallion and Sam tried touching it to a pair of her male underwear from the bundle of clothes that had been left in the car. Nothing happened.
Jordan pointed out "I don't think it's 12 hours yet. Try again in 10 minutes"
10 minutes later Sam tried again.