Sam had a miserable night. Firstly she couldn't stop crying. It was harder than you could imagine. Perhaps it was all the female hormones surging through her body, but whatever it was Sam was a total mess. Before she retired to the spare bedroom, Jordan had given her to use, she was given a crash course in women's hygiene. Fortunately Jordan had supplies of pads and tampons. The idea of inserting a tampon into her vagina, set off the tears once more.
Alone in the room at last, Sam stewed about her situation. Sam was angry at Jordan. Her colleague's 'Fun' trick of changing Sam into a woman had been disastrous. According to Jordan, Sam would be stuck in this body for at least another 6 days. That wasn't even counting the follow up visits to Sanguine Industries. Jordan really owed her. She decided she would enforce Jordan's promise of a week at a beach resort. It was the least Jordan should do. Sam certainly couldn't just appear back home as she was. How could she possibly explain who she was to her neighbour Patrick, who was feeding Sam's dog and keeping a watch on her house?
Clad in a borrowed nightgown, Sam sought out her friend ready to vent. She found Jordan on a computer. "You owe me for this! I'm going to take you up on that offer to pay for a week by the beach!" Sam had hoped to sound threatening but she sounded screechy
Before Sam could say anything more Jordan replied calmly "Already on to it. Look at this! The Milton resort at Barracuda Beach has a special deal on. We can get a luxury suite with a sea view for the cost of a standard room!"
"I want my own room! I still have a lot of work that needs doing!"
"2 bedrooms and a spa on the balcony! It sounds fantastic! I'm booking!"
It did sound good. Sam found her anger subsiding. "It sounds good, but I'm still angry!....... Ahhgh... I'm off to bed"
The morning found Jordan busily washing and packing, whilst Sam morosely lay in bed feeling sorry for herself. Of course she had to get out of bed to visit the toilet and change her pad. This was something Sam had never imagined needing to do and it started another round of sobbing. About the only useful thing she did was to text Patrick saying 'Hi Pat, Looks like I'll be away another week. Can you continue to look after Dino?"
It wasn't long before she got a reply "No problem. Dino's behaving himself, enjoying his daily walks"
'Thanks Pat. Just had another thought. My cousin Samantha might be coming to town later in the week and need a place to stay. If a tall blonde calls around give her your key and let her use the house'
She almost immediately got a reply of a thumbs up emoji. Sam felt a little better having given herself a backup plan.
Jordan packed two suitcases, one for herself and one for Sam. She actually put her newer clothes into Sam's suitcase, hoping that might at least partially appease her. She did feel guilty about Sam's predicament. She intended to show Sam that being a woman and having fun were not mutually exclusive. She could understand why Sam was a bit down but hoped the week at the resort would restore her humours.
It was a two hour drive to get there and they could check in after 2 O'Clock. They had an early lunch and set off just after 12. Once more Jordan drove. All went well until they were 30 miles from their destination. That was when a car following them suddenly lit up with flashing lights and a siren.
"Fuck! It's the cops! Did I miss a speed sign?"
Jordan pulled over. The undercover police car pulled over behind them.