“What sort of work are you talking about?”
“I run a promotions business. Good looking girls such as yourselves are always in demand. I actually have a function I’m organizing for tomorrow night. I could employ you both as wait staff” Skeesy didn’t add that he was talking about a buck’s party.
“Well we are in need of money. What do you say Sam?”
“We need to get back to our homes today before the thieves get there and clean us out” Sam replied. “What we need is a car we can use”
“That’s no good to us” replied Jordan (Who Skeesy knew as ‘Emma’) “I can’t afford to be pulled over for unlicenced driving again and neither could you. We would need someone to drive us”
“Good point” Sam conceded. She looked at Skeesy “Can you or someone else drive us to our homes this afternoon?”
Skeesy made an effort to appear reluctant “That’s several hours away. I’m not sure I can spare the time” He actually could. His business was basically done over the phone.
“We really need to get there as soon as possible. We’ll owe you”
“Do neither of you have a license?”
Sam looked at Jordan suggesting she reply. She did “Neither of us have any ID. That’s partially why we ended up in the watch house a couple of nights ago”
“Are you illegal immigrants? You sound like natives”
Sam went with the story they had concocted and told the police “We grew up in a reclusive sect and we were never given birth certificates. As far as the law is concerned we don’t exist”
“That’s unfortunate” Skeesy replied. “There must be a way you could rectify that. Did you talk to your lawyer?”
“Um… No. We had other priorities sitting in the watch house. We are not exactly happy with that lawyer”
“I wonder… I have a contact who specializes in getting documentation for illegals. I could ask about getting you documentation. It would no doubt cost though”
“We might yet need that but at the moment our priority is to get back to secure our homes”
“Maybe I could find the time to drive you, but you just said you have no money. How would you repay me?”
“If you can get us there this afternoon we will work for you the rest of the week for minimum wage” Jordan quickly replied. Sam gave her an awkward look. What had Jordan just committed to?
“Minimum wage in my line of business is just tips” Skeesy conceded. “But there are ways of making sure your tips are maximized”
“How?” asked Sam naively
“Dress sexy. It shouldn’t be hard for you two”
Sam felt herself blushing. She knew she was attractive. Once more she gave Jordan a questioning look
“But we haven’t any clothes” Jordan complained. “They only left us with what we are wearing and a set of bikini’s each”
That explained to Skeesy why they were wearing the same outfits as the previous day. “I could find you with a uniform of sorts. I’m sure one of the other girls who work for me could spare a couple of outfits” The picture in his mind of the twins in matching bikinis was a good one.
“We would be able to find something to wear if we can beat the thieves to my house” mused Jordan. “Is it a deal then? We work this week for just tips. In return you get us home this afternoon”
“How can you assure me that you will return with me tonight? I don’t know you very well. You might abscond on me”
“What more can I offer? If you get us home we will promise to return with you”
“Well finish your drinks and let’s go. From what you say there is no time to dally”
………..
Meanwhile Bruce was getting her hair and make-up done by Janet. Janet was getting a stiffy as he put lipstick on his spouse. Bruce was in a pale green tulle dress Janet had rescued from his old wardrobe. It was an item Janet had worn once to a wedding before the cancer struck. He remembered at the time feeling like mutton dressed as lamb, but that was not the impression he now had of Bruce or ‘Jordan’. She looked delectable. Probably a fair bit overdressed for a barbeque but Janet didn’t care.
“Remember. You can only call me Sam and I will call you Jordan. We can’t let the neighbors know we are frauds. Your main task will be to find out whatever you can about my bodies background”
“But why do I have to wear your engagement ring?” Sam couldn’t help but fiddle with the diamond ring now on her left hand.
“I can’t ask about myself but you as my new fiancé have every right to ask about me. How long have I owned this house. Have they ever met my family etc. Chat about me as much as you can. The neighborhood women will no doubt love to repeat any gossip about Sam to you” Janet paused then added “It will also help to stop the guys from hitting on you”
Bruce blushed she knew she looked good. “It should be you wearing this dress”
“Maybe, but you’re the one who can’t change. Have you seen any spotting on your pad yet?”
“Nothing. I do feel funny in the tummy though. Maybe it’s just nerves. I haven’t really been out in public as ‘Jordan’ yet”
“Time will tell. I’m excited. (He was mostly excited by the thought of Bruce being pregnant) We are starting over. We have a chance to undo the mistakes of our previous lives”
“What mistakes are you referring to?”
“The abortion. I’ve regretted it ever since. I didn’t want a family at the time but I didn’t know I was risking my fertility. With these new bodies we can have our own family” Janet was referring to a botched abortion when they were first married. Bruce was still studying and they had thought they would delay starting a family. As the years tumbled by Janet and Bruce had both regretted that decision.
“Yep, and I shouldn’t have insisted on you quitting your job when we moved to Alabama. You were never able to return to your career”
Janet sensed an opening “It made sense at the time. Your career was on the up. Mine was stalling. I don’t hold that against you. However we should make a vow. No more abortions. If we have a pregnancy we see it through and have our own family”
Bruce had also regretted never becoming a father. She agreed with the sentiment “That’s a deal”