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Had to get a new email, so I'm reposting my old works under the new 
addy to get it out.

Part 9.

Now, onto the boring stuff

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DISCLAIMERS

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All characters in this story are the creation of the author, and any 
resemblance to real persons, alive or dead, are purely coincidental.

This story may contain aspects of fantastic science or magic.  The 
parameters of what this science/magic can accomplish are completely 
at the discretion of me, the author, and, as such, I make no 
apologies for any rules of "real" physics, chemistry, biology, or 
magic that may be broken within the story.

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Now onto the fun stuff

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BIOCHEMISTRY: THE SEQUEL
      The Epilogue

AT THE KENNEDY CONVENTION HALL...

Samantha drove into the parking garage underneath the convention hall 
where James had his display.  She was still a little bummed.  It had 
been only a month since James and his sister (who used to be his 
father) had revealed that the males in their family died of early 
deaths, rarely living past 70.  She knew that Jackie, although having 
the appearance of a 14 year old girl, was at more risk than James, 
having been a 64 year old man before her transformation a year ago, 
but all she could think about was how she would be losing 20-40 years 
with the man she loved.  It had been one month, and Mistress Elaine, 
the master biochemist who had played such a significant role in her 
life, still had no idea why.

Ah, well, just sitting in her car musing about it wasn't going to 
help.  James was upstairs demonstrating some new medical equipment 
that his company had helped to develop, and they had made 
arrangements to go out for dinner tonight.  She locked up and headed 
upstairs.  When she got to the convention hall, James was 
demonstrating one of the devices he had to a cute brunette.  When she 
got close, Sam took a look at the girl, and noticed something 
familiar about her.  She walked up and said, "Hey, hun."

James said, "Hi, love," and leaned over and kissed her.

Sam said, "Please, don't stop on my account."

"No need to worry about that.  I was just finishing up.  Samantha 
Smith, love of my life, meet Janine Turner, head of obstetrics at 
Mercy General."

"Charmed."  Sam extended her hand.

Janine took it.  "Same here."  Sam noticed a lustful look she had 
identified on men and women alike, but there was still that nagging 
sensation that she knew this woman.

"Excuse me, but has your name always been Turner?"

"Well, no, that's my married name.  My maiden name was Devonshire."

"Janine Devonshire?  You wouldn't happen to have a cousin named 
Andros Stevens?"

"Well, I did.  He died almost a decade and a half ago-"

"From AIDS, yes, I know."

"Alright, who are you?"

Sam smiled.  "You really don't recognize me, do you?"

"You don't look familiar, no."

Sam giggled.  "I suppose I can understand that.  I've changed quite a 
bit since last you saw me.  I was your cousin's first girlfriend."

Janine gave her a disbelieving look.  "Sorry.  My cousin was as gay 
as they come.  You must be thinking of someone else."

Sam giggled.  "Okay, think back.  You're 15 years old.  You and a 
group of your friends are discussing some of the downsides of being a 
girl, namely bra straps, make-up, heels, and tampons.  Amongst your 
friends was one bisexual boy who refused to believe you really had 
all that much reason to complain, so one of the girls bet him he 
couldn't go an hour in heels, and a bra.  After he managed that, you 
upped the bet, each of you adding a stipulation, getting in full 
drag, carrying a purse full of make-up, and having a tampon shoved up 
his ass.  Your three stipulations were that he couldn't do all of 
that in public, then get a boy to take him out for a bite to eat, 
then get a kiss on the lips from the boy.  Then, after getting him in 
drag, you realized what a sexy girl he made, so you called your 
cousin, who was still unwilling to openly admit he was gay, and told 
him you had a "girlfriend" for him, a guy who was totally passable 
when in drag."

"Yeah.  So?"

"You're still not getting it, are you?  What was the boy's name?"

"Samuel Nevada."

"And his name when in drag?"

"Samantha."  Janine finally got it.  "Samantha!  Samuel!  Is that really you?"

Samantha smiled widely and nodded.  "Yeah, but it's Samantha now. 
Legally as well as spiritually."

"Let me take a look at you.  Step out from behind there and spin 
around."  Sam stepped from behind the table, and did a quick spin. 
"Amazing.  I'd never have guessed you used to be a guy.  You must 
know a great plastic surgeon."

"Well, a great doctor."

"And those implants are so realistic!"

"That's because they are real.  No implants here."

"Oh, come on.  Breasts that large and that perfectly shaped, and 
they're not due to surgery?  I find that a little hard to believe."

Sam turned to James.  "Hun, how much longer you going to be here?"

"Another hour or so.  Why?"

"Just plan on proving my point to the young lady."  Sam grabbed 
Janine by the arm, said, "Come on," then proceeded to drag her off to 
the bathroom.

When they got there, Sam proceeded to remove her blouse.  Janine 
said, "Sam, what are you doing?"

"Proving I have no implants."

As Sam continued to disrobe, Janine said, "Are you sure this is wise? 
This is a public bathroom."

Sam pulled her blouse off and tossed it to Janine.  "So.  I can't be 
seen from outside.  And if any women wants to take a good long look, 
let 'em."

Janine could only mutter, "But-", as Sam reached behind her and 
unsnapped her bra.

Sam tossed the bra to Janine, then folded her fingers behind her 
head, and said, "Alright.  Look, feel, do whatever you want to check 
these babies out.  NO implants."

"Really, Sam, I'll take your word for it."

"Uh-uh.  You call me a liar, and think I'm going to let you get away 
with it?  Not a chance.  Now, neither one of us is going anywhere 
till you check me out, so put your hands on me so we can get this 
over with."

"Sam, I-"  Suddenly Sam reached out, grabbed Janine's hand, and 
slapped it to her tit.  Janine stood there dumbfounded for a few 
seconds before she started to examine Sam's breasts.  She lifted 
Sam's breasts, looking for a telltale scar that would betray 
implants.  Finding none, she started softly kneading Sam's breasts, 
feeling for the change in texture that could also betray implants. 
Finally, she stopped, and said, "Well, I got to admit, if you've got 
implants, I can't find any evidence of it."

Sam said, "Are you going to make me drag you someplace to get an X-ray?"

Janine laughed a bit, said, "No, no.  I believe you," and handed 
Sam's clothes back to her.  "Nice to see you're still the same old 
Sam though."

Sam started dressing.  "What do you mean?"

"Sam, you were always one of the most feminine amongst us.  To be 
honest, some of us, me included, were a little jealous of how sexy 
and pretty a girl you made.  But at the same time, you always had 
just a touch of the bitch in you.  Just enough to make you even 
sexier."

"Thanks.  I guess my career as a lawyer has amplified that 
bitchiness, though.  But what about you?"

"What about me?"

"If I'd've had tits back when we were both teens, and I'd've stripped 
down and said, 'Feel me up,' the Janine I remember would've grabbed 
my tits, if for no other reason than not to back down from a 
challenge."

Janine smiled.  "I guess that's my job at work.  Most women seem to 
prefer an obstetrician with a gentle touch that makes them feel at 
ease in their visits."

"Yeah, but I'm not surprised you went into medicine.  You always 
seemed to know what people needed, even when they didn't.  Without 
you, I don't think Samantha ever would've gone public, and I know she 
never would've had the guts to get a boyfriend like Andros."

"So what ever happened to you?  After Andros left for college, you 
just kind of disappeared, barely seen, except at school, and you 
never talked to any of us.  Then a couple years later, we heard there 
was some big to-do at your place, and that you had been pulled from 
school."

Sam took a deep breath and let it out slowly.  "Did Andros ever tell 
you what we did the day of his departure?"

"He told me you two shared some personal time, but didn't give me any 
details.  I always figured that you'd share with us, but we never saw 
you again."

"That's Andros, gentleman to the core.  Well, that day Andros took my 
'female virginity'.  We made passionate love that day."

"Sounds sweet."

"Oh, it was.  What we didn't know, though, was that dad had come home 
early that day, and heard us in my room.  I guess he thought... 
Well, I don't know what he thought, but after Andros had left he came 
in and found me still dressed as Samantha."

"Oh, man, he must've had a cow."

"That's putting it mildly.  And when I told him I needed to dress up 
like a girl, he... attacked and raped me."

"Oh, Sam, I'm so sorry."

"Thanks.  Well, after that, when I came home, dad would force me to 
get dressed in my dead mom's clothes, and play wife and sex toy to 
him.  Then, after a couple years of that, my sister, Amanda, came 
home from college for a surprise visit, and found me in mom's dress, 
sucking dad's dick.

"Well, she dragged me out of the house, and out of the state.  As 
soon as she moved me into her place, and got me some boy's clothes, 
she got me into therapy.  Problem was, as a struggling college 
student, she couldn't afford very good therapy.  Even with all my 
sisters chipping in, the therapist they got wasn't any good.  He was 
convinced that the reason I liked dressing in women's clothes was 
because I had developed a defense mechanism against my father's 
perverted lusts, and no explanation I gave him would convince him 
otherwise."

"Didn't you tell him you had been dressing for years before your father knew?"

"Yup.  Even gave him all the girls' names for reference.  Told him to 
contact you to prove my story."

"I never got any calls."

"Doesn't surprise me.  I figured he probably didn't check.  Anyways, 
I got tired of him constantly hammering me to get me to accept his 
view of the way things went.  I started agreeing just to try to get 
him to leave me alone, but after a while, I forgot who I was and just 
agreed with him."

"So how did you find yourself again?  How did you become Samantha again?"

"Well, after I was convinced that the only reason I liked guys was 
because I had to, I only dated women.  Problem was, deep down, I was 
jealous of what they had, and what they were, so I was unable to 
maintain a relationship with any of them.  So one day I was out 
cruising for a quick lay, when I meet this beautiful babe who takes 
me to her home, and... forces me to confront my femininity."

"What did she do?  Force you to dress up like a girl?"

Sam smiled.  "Among other things.  Well, eventually what she did to 
me broke through the "therapy" and helped me come to grips with who I 
really was.  I became Samantha permanently.

"I went on to complete law school, joined a prestigious law firm, met 
and married a wonderful man, and am finally living the life I want to 
live."

"I'm happy for you, hun."

"Thanks.  So what about you?  What've you been up to for the last 16 years?"

"Well, not quite as fantastic a life as you have.  After high school, 
I went on to college, got my medical degree, met and married my 
husband, became head of obstetrics at Mercy General, divorced my 
husband, then came here.  Fact of the matter is, the divorce was 
finalized only this morning."

"Oh, I'm so sorry."

"I'm not.  The man was a loser and a hypocrite.  Care to guess what 
broke us up?"

"He was playing around on you?"

"Well he was doing that, but that wasn't it.  No, it was when, after 
I came home early one day and found him in bed with his secretary, I 
tried to join them."

"You're bi?  I never knew."

Janine laughed.  "That's only because you were too caught up in 
Andros to notice.  Well, that's what broke us up.  You see, although 
my husband wasn't religious enough not to cheat on me, he was 
religious enough to think that homosexuality was an abomination to 
god, country, etcetera, etcetera.  Of course, what really pushed him 
over the edge was when his mistress left him for me."

"Ooh, that's got to hurt."

"Yeah.  Turns out, though, that the little bitch was just a social 
climber.  We both worked at the same hospital, and since I was higher 
in the pecking order than he was, once she learned I was interested, 
she moved on to me.  Less than a month later, she dumped me for the 
chief of staff.  Last I heard, she was boffing somebody on the board 
of executives."

"Still, I'm sorry to hear it broke up your marriage."

"Well, things weren't going all that great to begin with.  The ironic 
thing is, once I found him in bed with the little sexpot, I thought 
that'd give our marriage the boost it needed."

"Makes me glad I've got James."

"Well, James better watch out."

"Why's that?"

"Now that I've found you again, I may try to steal you away from him."

Sam laughed.  "Not a chance, love.  I'm too happily in love with that man."

"Well then maybe I'll steal him away from you."  Janine winked at Sam 
to let her know she was just playing.  "He's quite a cutie."

"That he is, but maybe you don't have to steal either of us."

"What do you mean?"

"James and I have an arrangement.  We're both allowed to find lovers 
outside of the marriage, so long as those lovers are somebody we can 
share with the other.  Since you've already expressed an interest in 
both of us, unless James has already arranged something tonight, how 
about a little three-way action?"

"You don't have to ask me twice.  Which brings up an interesting 
point.  How far along is your transformation?"

"Far along?"

"Do you still have your... male equipment?  Or have you gotten rid of 
it in favor of a cunt, yet?"

"Actually, hun, I've got both."

"Both?  A dick and a cunt?"  Sam nodded.  "Okay, now you've got me 
intrigued.  Why?  I thought transsexuals all wanted to get rid of 
their dicks."

"Well, I don't know about all of us.  To be honest, there was a time 
where I would've given anything to get rid of my dick and get a cunt, 
but it turns out there was a reason why I couldn't get rid of it.  I 
only got my cunt a little less than a month ago.  But now, I wouldn't 
get rid of my dick even if I could."

"Why not?"

At that point, a woman entered the bathroom.  Sam motioned Janine 
back towards the convention hall.  After they were outside of the 
bathroom, Sam whispered, "The truth of the matter is, both my husband 
and I have too much fun stuffing my dick up his ass."

"So it's still functional?  Your dick, I mean."

"Oh, yeah.  How do you feel about having both my husband's and my 
dick inside you at the same time?"

"Oh, girl, I haven't been so excited since the day I took your 
virginity from you.  Your male virginity, that is."

"Did I really excite you all that much?"

"Hun, you were a boy who looked like a girl.  Why do you think I 
asked you to dress up when we did it?"

Sam shrugged.  "I thought it was to make me more comfortable.  I 
always did like it more when I was Samantha, then when I was Samuel." 
They approached James at his table.  "Hey, love, have you made any 
arrangements for tonight?  Sexually, I mean."

"Naw.  You know I'm usually too busy to scope out the crowd at these 
conventions."

"Good.  'Cause I did.  Janine will be joining us after dinner."

"Good.  I've been wanting to get her into bed for quite some time." 
James took Janine's hand and kissed it.  "How about she join us for 
dinner as well?"

"Janine?"

"Love to."

Sam asked, "Where'd you make the reservations, love?"

"Alfredo's."

Janine was impressed.  As Sam dialed the number, so she could change 
the reservation, she said, "Alfredo's?  It'd take me a month of 
saving just to be able to afford an entree there."

"Well, it's our treat."

After Sam got off the phone, she asked, "Janine, what happened?  As I 
recall, your family used to be rich enough so that you could afford 
to eat at a place like Alfredo's every night."

"Crooked accountant.  Ran off with all our money to some island in 
the Caribbean.  Luckily my grades were good enough to get some good 
scholarships, otherwise I never would've even been able to finish 
college without tons of loans."

"Well that sucks."

"Don't worry about it.  The money would be nice, but I live a 
comfortable living now."

Sam asked, "How much longer you got here, James?"

"Well, it looks like the convention is wrapping up early today.  How 
about we pack this stuff up and head out?"

"Sounds good."  Sam helped James close up his stand, then the three 
of them, James, Sam, and Janine, walked arm in arm to the garage. 
They went out and had a nice dinner, chatting about old times, both 
the ones they shared and the ones they missed.

After dinner, Sam and James took Janine back to their house. 
"Welcome to Casa de Smith," James said.

Janine whistled.  "Nice place.  You two must be quite well off."

"Well, Sam's a successful lawyer, and I own a successful medical 
supply business.  We're not as successful as some people we know, but 
we're definitely not hurting for money."

Sam said, "Oh, enough talk about money. Is one of you going to kiss 
me, or what?"

Janine said, "With an invitation like that, how can I say no?" and 
took her friend in her arms and kissed her.

Sam pulled her friend close, and slipped her tongue into Janine's 
mouth.  As they kissed, James stepped in and with practiced ease 
started to remove Sam's outer clothes.  Then, with similar ease, but 
not quite so practiced, he stripped Janine down to her lingerie. 
After the two girls were stripped down to their bras and panties, 
James left them to themselves as he stripped down to the buff.

The two girls did not stand idly by as James disrobed.  Janine 
allowed her hands to stroke and fondle Sam's breasts as Sam leaned 
forward and kissed her friend's neck and cleavage.  Janine's hands 
wandered down Sam's stomach and gently cupped and rubbed her 
buttocks.  Sam kissed her way down the fabric line of Janine's bra, 
eventually reaching behind her and unsnapping her bra.  Janine moaned 
as Sam's mouth found one of her nipples.  She leaned down and kissed 
the top of Sam's head.

As Sam kissed her way down Janine's tummy, James, now naked, stepped 
up behind her and started rubbing her shoulders.  Janine was a little 
surprised.  Most guys she met went straight for her tits right off 
the bat.  Not that it didn't occasionally have its place, but the way 
James was going, taking his time was, oh, so much sweeter.  She 
leaned back into James arms as he slowly used just his fingertips to 
touch and caress her breasts.

Sam pulled down her panties, and leaned forward and kissed the inside 
of her thighs.  She slowly kissed her way up to Janine's cunt, laying 
a line of kisses along the outside of her pussy lips.  Janine smiled 
as Sam finally, gently, took her clit in mouth and sucked on it, 
stroking it with her tongue.  Janine moaned, and it was only due to 
James' support that she didn't fall to the ground as her knees 
started to buckle from the pleasure.

James caught Janine and swept her up in his arms.  He took her 
upstairs to the bedroom, his wife holding her hand all the way. 
After James set her on the bed, Janine said, "Alright, Sam, time to 
unveil.  Your husband and I are both naked, but you, who I'm most 
interested in seeing naked, are still covered in your lingerie. 
Hardly seems fair to me."

James sat on the bed beside Janine.  "She's got a point, hun."

Sam smiled, then reached behind her, unsnapped her bra, and slowly 
let it slide down her arms.  Janine said, "Very nice.  Your breasts 
are as beautiful as I thought they'd be.  But that's not what I 
wanted to see and you know it.  Off with the panties, girl.  Let me 
see what you're hiding."

"Who says I'm hiding anything?" Sam teased.  Sam then turned so she 
was facing away from Janine and pulled her panties down her legs. 
She wiggled her ass a bit and said, "Is this what you wanted to see?"

"Very nice."  Janine then reached out and swatted Sam on the ass. 
"Now turn around, ya teasing bitch, and let me see the front of your 
crotch."

Sam slowly turned to face her high school friend.  "Like what you see?"

Janine just stared.  "Girl,... you've grown.  How big is that whopper 
of yours?"

"A full 12 inches when erect."

Janine turned to James.  "And you let her stick that in your ass? 
You're braver than I am."

James laughed.  "Truth be told, I think she's stuck that in me more 
times than I've stuck mine in her."

"Really?"

"Uh-huh.  Want to see it?"

"Maybe later.  Right now I want to feel that monster in my cunt with 
you in my ass."

"Okay, get up on your hands and knees.  I'll insert first."  Janine 
quickly followed James command.  James got on his knees behind her. 
"Do you want this with or without lube?"

"Without.  I always did like it dry."

"Your wish is my command."  James pushed his dick into Janine's ass. 
When their hips touched, James leaned forward, took her breasts in 
hand, pulled their bodies together, and slowly rolled onto his back, 
Janine on her back on top of him.

Sam said, "Now it's my turn," and got up on the bed.  She got between 
the legs of her lover and husband.  She put her dick to Janine's cunt 
and slowly pushed in.  She only got a few inches in before having to 
stop, Janine's cunt being smaller now due to the dick filling her ass.

James reached down and put his hands under Janine's ass.  "Ready?" he asked.

"Ready."

James then lifted Janine up.  As his own dick left her ass, it made 
space in her cunt, and Sam plunged in.  Janine moaned and Sam kissed 
her.  James then proceeded to lift and lower Janine, alternately 
impaling her on his wife then on him, never letting either of them 
get all the way out of her.

Janine started helping, pumping her hips up and down, allowing James 
to stroke and love her ass, as Sam rubbed her tits and kissed her 
face and neck.  Janine was soon panting and moaning with unabashed 
lust, and, quickly thereafter, cumming wildly on her two lovers.

Sam pulled out of her, and Janine settled onto James rock hard dick. 
Breathlessly, Janine said, "That was... incredible..."  She collected 
her breath and said, "But neither of you came."

Sam smiled impishly.  "So how would you like to see us get off?"

Janine thought about it for a few seconds.  "Got a strap-on I could use?"

"Sure."

"Then I want to fuck you in your cunt while you fuck James up the ass."

"Sounds great.  Strap-on's in the end table."

James reached into the drawer of the end table and dug around a bit, 
before pulling out a strap-on harness.  He then reached in, dug 
around a bit more and pulled out a rather large dildo that would fit 
into it.  He handed it to Janine.  "Here.  This is Sam's favorite."

Looking in the drawer, Janine said, "You've got quite a collection there, Sam."

Sam smiled.  "Most of those are his."

"Really?" Janine said, incredulous.  "Some of those are pretty big."

"Don't let Sam fool you.  I use them as much on her as on myself."

"But... you use those on yourself?"

"Yup.  Gotta have something to pass the time when Sam's out of town 
for whatever reason."

Sam complained, "Oh, enough talk.  Husband of mine, get up on your 
hands and knees so I can get into that pretty ass of yours."

James got up on all fours, and wiggled his ass.  "This work for you?"

"Oh, yeah."

Sam got up behind her husband, and slowly entered him.  "Oh, god," 
Janine said, "a girl with a dick fucking a guy.  That is so sexy. 
James, I know we haven't known each other long, but can I ask you a 
favor?"

"Sure."

"Would you put on Sam's bra?  I know it may seem a little strange, 
but I'd really appreciate it.  I love seeing men in lingerie."

James smiled back at his wife and said, "If you really want me to, I 
will, but Tracie's stuff is a little roomier."

"Tracie?"

Sam said, "She's an almost live-in lover who keeps a lot of stuff 
here.  She's taller and bigger than me, and her stuff fits James a 
little better than mine.  Admittedly, she's a little bustier than me, 
but we can stuff the bra with panties if you'd like the image of 
fullness."

"Oh, god, you'd do that for me?"

"Sure."

"Don't move.  I'll get it.  Where is it?"

"Second dresser on the right side of the room."  Janine got up and 
ran over to the dresser.  Sam quickly said, "Top drawer."

Janine yanked the drawer open, grabbed a bra and a few pairs of 
panties for each cup.  She ran back to the bed, wrapped the silk bra 
around James' form.  "You're right, perfect fit."  She then proceeded 
to stuff the bra with the panties.  "You look so hot like that, 
James.  You may even want to invest in some breastforms to really 
enhance the look."

"I'll... think about it.  Now, why don't you get into that strap-on 
so you can service my wife as she services me?"

Janine just smiled and quickly strapped on the dildo.  She got on the 
bed behind Sam and got up close to her ass.  Sam leaned forward so as 
to facilitate easy entry to her cunt.  Janine put the dildo to her 
entry and pushed in, eliciting a moan of pleasure from Sam.

They held themselves there for a few seconds until Sam started moving 
between the two, skewering herself on Janine while pumping into 
James.  It didn't take long for the other two to get involved, James 
starting first, lurching back as Sam pushed her hips forward.  Janine 
followed his lead, pushing her hips forward as Sam pulled partially 
out of James.  They moved together, falling into a perfect fucking 
rhythm, until they came together in a mass orgasm, falling together 
on the bed.

After a brief lay in the post coital glow, Janine said, "Well, I 
guess I better get home."

James asked, "Why?  Why don't you just stay here tonight?"

"Well, I didn't want to presume."

Sam said, "Nonsense.  We've got plenty of room.  You can either stay 
in our bed or in the guest room.  If you stay in our bed, be prepared 
to get poked in the middle of the night by one or both of us."

Janine took off the dildo and tossed it to one side.  She asked, 
"What if I want to do some poking?"

"Feel free to wake one or both of us."

"I think I can handle that," Janine said as she curled up next to 
Sam.  "Aren't you two going to untangle?"

James said, "No.  Having her inside me helps me to fall asleep."

Janine said, "Oh, god, if you two weren't married, I'd marry the both of you."

James and Sam just smiled.

***************

THE NEXT MORNING...

Janine was awakened by the sound of a loud ringing.  More accurately, 
she was awakened to actually get up by the ringing.  She had been 
awakened twice during the night for a quickie, once by each of the 
young couple.  Of course, she had done her share of waking up, too, 
so it all evened out.

It took her a few seconds to identify the sound as a telephone.  By 
the time she struggled to consciousness, James had already gotten up 
and gotten it.  She heard James mutter some assenting sounds into the 
receiver as she reached for Sam's dick.  Sam turned in bed to face 
her, wrapped her arms around Janine's neck, and kissed her.

Just as the two ladies started to get into it, James came over and 
swatted his wife on the butt.  "Sorry to interrupt your fun, love, 
but that was Elaine.  She wants to see us as soon as possible."

Sam said, "Spoilsport."  She kissed Janine quickly and said, "Sorry, 
Janine, but this is kind of important."

"What's up?"

"It's... personal."

"Hey, hun, I'm a doctor.  You can trust me with anything."

"Sorry, but not this.  This is... family stuff."

"Hey, if you can't consider me family after I helped create Samantha 
in the first place, I don't know what else I can do."

Sam sighed.  "There's the old, meddling busybody I remember."

"Hey, if I wasn't a busybody, you may never have been born.  You 
certainly never would've met Andros."

Sam looked to her husband.  "James?"

James said, "I'll leave it up to you, love.  You've known her longer."

Sam considered it.  "Janine, this is important.  In all the time I 
knew you, never once did you break a promise to anyone, so promise me 
that this goes no further."

"Okay, I promise."

"Well, it seems that James family has a small defect.  The men in his 
family die young.  Most in their sixties.  A few make it to their 
early seventies, but none past that.  It's nothing that's going to 
affect James for another 35 to 40 years, but we've got somebody 
working on it."

"Elaine?"

"Yeah, that's her name."

"I don't know any medical doctors of that name.  Is she a specialist?"

"Kind of."

"Wait a minute.  Elaine.  A woman 'bout 6' tall, long, auburn brunette hair?"

"Yeah, that's her.  You know her?"

"Only by reputation, and only from a distance.  She's known among the 
local hospitals as Elaine the benefactor.  Between her and the woman 
she's got doing fund raising, I'd say that about 60 percent of all 
the equipment at every free clinic, as well as 40 percent of the 
equipment at the non-profit hospitals is due to her.  Can I ask a big 
favor?"

"What?"

"Can I come with you?  I'd really like to meet her in person."

"Uh, no, I don't think that'd be a good idea."

"But-"

"Janine, when we get up there today, we'll ask her if she minds an 
introduction to a friend.  But she's really not fond of surprises."

"Okay."

Sam kissed her friend.  "You know, we're about the same size.  Do you 
want a fresh set of clothes?"

"If you don't mind."

"Not at all."  Sam dug out two sets of clothes, and gave one to 
Janine.  They set the clothes on the bed, and went into the shower, 
Sam using it first.  Janine used the shower, then returned to the 
bedroom.  Sam was already dressed, and James quickly got into the 
bathroom after her.

As Janine got dressed, the two made small talk until Janine asked, 
"Sam, is that James singing in there, or a radio?"

"That's James."

"He sounds kind of... effeminate."

"Well, that's his singing voice.  Don't mention it, please.  He's 
kind of touchy about it."

"Okay."
-- 
"This is reality, not T.V.  Can't you tell the difference?"
"Sure.  I just like T.V. better."

J R D
jrdss@pobox.alaska.net

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