Jayleen started to lose her mind when our father told us that we were on our own with the rest of our financial issues now that there was no one to help him with the shop since my brother moved to Texas. I know deep down daddy wanted us to come home, but instead of telling the truth, he told my sister and I to push as hard as we could for our dreams, so that meant keeping our butts right here at DVU. I had gotten a job doing a show on the radio with my home girl Andi, at the station on campus 92.3 DTFD. It was popular throughout the town of Dusville so I was excited about it.
Jayleen, on the other hand went to her go to money maker, escorting. She thought she was keeping it a secret but I always got mistaken for her so I do not know why she would not start telling these men she is a twin. While I was sitting outside of the juice bar one day, my ex walked up to me and said, "Our session last night was amazing, I need you every Thursday. Text me and tell me what time works best for you." At that moment I realized this bitch was fucking my ex-boyfriend for money. I never confronted her about it, I just continued to let her sneak around and think she was keeping a secret. Hell, sometimes I could hear her fuck random guys in our dorm room we shared. She would always think I was sleeping but I would always watch from under the cover and get my own jollies, but those stories are for another time.
Anyway, I had just left my criminal science course, and I was heading up to the West Wing. It was the perfect place to study because nobody came up there due to some bullshit story about a chick who haunted the place back when it was just a mansion. I got settled into my favorite spot of the wing and started transferring my notes from the day's lecture into flash cards. It was a rather warm day, so I had my flannel tied up into a knot and I was wearing no bra. I decided to undo the first button of my top. I stood on the table to give the ceiling fan another click to crank it up and then I got back to work. I popped my air pods in, turned on my favorite playlist and began going for gold.
That's when it happened the first time. The thrill of a lifetime. As I said earlier, I had been approached by Jayleen's Johns before, but this one showed no mercy. I was deep in focus when he came from behind me and slid his strong hands into my top. I gasped and tried to jump up, but he pushed me back down. Thankfully when I plopped down one of my air pods fell out. That noise cancellation feature will be the death of me one day.
He began to massage my breasts and whispered to me, "You missed our last appointment, Jay."
"I... I don't know what to say." I fumbled over my words trying to get my thoughts in order as he continued on.
"I knew that when I finally revealed myself to you things would change. You said they wouldn't."
The only thing I could think to say was sorry.
"Quiet! You will not talk your way out of this one."
He grabbed my tits harder and began man handling them. I let out an accidental moan. Truth be told I was scared, but I wanted to see what this guy was about.
"I told you next session we would open you up more and then you disappeared. Just like I thought a little girl in a woman's body."
I stayed quiet.