Chapter #39The New Bosses by: Seuzz   Yeah, you'll take over as one of the Garner twins, you decide. The only way to finish off Geoff for good would be to alienate all his allies and destroy all his friendships, and though you hate the fucker, that's a bridge too far.
There are blank masks, too, so while on your lunch break you copy yourself into one of them, so that Patterson can seal it all up nice and good at the team meeting.
* * * * *
Keith doesn't even look at you when you run into him after classes on the way to the gym. It's a later meeting than usual, because Patterson has to come all the way over from Eastman to make it, and during the hiatus Keith has totally avoided you. "How'd your make-out session with Javits go this morning," you ask him in a lightly teasing tone as you enter the gym.
"Fuck you," he shouts, turning in a sudden fury. "You and Johansson can just go fuck yourselves!"
"The fuck did I do?" You actually stagger to the side by a few steps, so explosive is his outburst.
"Lotta selfish bastards, that's what you are! I knock myself out to help you guys make your quota, but when it's my turn, oh no, Tilley has to do his own dirty work!"
"So I'll help you get Yumi tonight or tomorrow, and then the others."
He frowns, but his eyes blaze. "That's not what Johansson said. He said I had to do it myself."
"So he's being a selfish bastard. Don't confuse me with him."
His eyes narrow. "He said it was an order from Patterson. Senior people don't help junior people. They have to do it themselves."
You blink. "First I've heard of this. But come on, I'll help you, even if it's a secret."
But he still fumes as he mounts the steps to the loft.
The others are already there: Gordon Black, Jason Lynch, Seth Javits (really Caleb); Patterson is there too, but now he's done up like Frank Durras. "About time," he snaps. "We've been waiting nearly five minutes."
"You musta got here early," you retort. "My watch says it's--"
"Never mind. I've just been explaining to the others how things are going to change." He folds his arms and leans back against a crate. "I'm moving over to Eastman, and Jason will be doing his jobs over there too. Gordon will probably be joining me over there more often than not. That'll leave you two, Johansson and Prescott, in charge over here until Tilley gets his jobs done." Caleb flashes you a surreptitious grin.
"You guys will also be in charge of the VIP room," Patterson continues, "and all the masks that go with this school. We expect you to get a lot more masks, and not just the ones Tilley still has to secure. But for the time being, Johansson is in charge of scheduling for this place. If you want the room, talk to him."
"Do I have to do my jobs by myself?" Keith bluntly asks, and you wince at the challenge in his tone. "Do these guys get to help me?" He jerks his chin at you and Caleb.
"The point of being a junior member is that you have to prove that you can do your jobs without the help of seniors," Patterson says. "Lynch is still junior, and he'll still be here during the days. You can get help from him."
"Pfft," Lynch says, which puts that idea in a coffin and buries it under a marble slab of hostility. Keith flushes and hangs his head.
"And you should have fun while you can," Patterson continues. "I'm researching some new spells in that book, and we may have to re-calibrate our hierarchy. Right now it's junior and senior memberships. We may have to add more layers. Maybe bump juniors and seniors down to freshman and sophomore, and introduce new top levels."
"You mean we might have to go back to doing jobs?" Caleb asks sharply.
"Maybe," Patterson says in a very level voice. "I'll have to see what else turns up in the book." He surveys everyone in the room with a glittering eye. "Okay, that's it for this meeting. Me and Gordon and Lynch will head out now--"
"I made myself a new mask," you interrupt. "Can you seal it up for me? Put that golem stuff in it?"
He grunts and nods. "I'll have to take it back with me. You can pick it up in an hour or so." He steps across the room, and with a quick motion reaches for your head; you curse as he pulls some hairs (and a little skin, it feels like) from your scalp. "Okay, we're leaving this place to you three."
"Don't fuck it up," Gordon growls as he follows Patterson out the door. Lynch smirks and scuttles after them.
There's silence for a moment after they've gone, then Caleb raises his fists over his head and dances in place. "Score! We've got the fuck room now!"
"You and Prescott have it," Keith says. "Come on, you guys gotta help me get Yumi."
"No we don't," Caleb retorts. "You heard Patterson. Do it yourself."
"I helped you guys! I helped you get Cindy!"
"And I helped you get Seth," he retorts. "Who else did you help me with?"
Keith opens his mouth, then snaps it shut. "Well, okay, only with Cindy. But I helped Prescott with that Eastman guy!"
"And I also helped you with Seth," you reply, seeing what Caleb is getting at. "Who else?"
Keith turns very red. "You mean you're not going to help me."
"We're all even on helping each other out," Caleb says, and smirks. "If you want my help, you can get to Yumi by pretending to be Cindy."
Keith curses, folds his arms and slouches off to pout in a corner.
Caleb turns to you. "So, who are you gonna take over as when your mask is done?"
"Eva or Jessica."
"Make it Eva. I can set us all up on a double date, me and Cindy, Eva and Jeremy, and you can take her then."
"Oh, so you'll help Prescott," Keith says hotly from the corner.
"Senior guys help each other," Caleb frowns. "You know, I'm really beginning to understand why Javits likes to give you swirlies."
"Even if I don't help you out directly," you try assuring Keith, "I can probably help you out indirectly."
"Don't baby him, Will," Caleb says. You just shrug.
* * * * *
An hour later you're at the Durras house. Patterson--still done up as Frank--is there alone. "Here it is," he says as he hands you a mask. "And this is the old one." He hands you a second one. "Don't mix them up." Carefully, you put the old one into your bag while keeping the new one out. "I forgot to mention one thing back at the meeting," he continues. "We'll be moving that golem in the fuck room over to this house. I've still got the golem you made at my old house. I'll move it over to Westside tomorrow, so you'll have a golem. Get some hair off Johansson and Tilley, and I'll make golems for them too."
"Tilley isn't senior yet."
"So don't let him use it until he is," Patterson replies. "You can also give him whatever jobs you and Johansson agree on. By the way, here's an idea: Get a copy of Nurse Shaffer. Step in for her, and use her to get copies of anyone who goes in to the nurse's office."
Whoa. Yeah, that would be a good way of getting lots of copies real easily. "Maybe we could give that job to Keith," you say. "He's being kind of an asshole."
"Well, keep him under control. I don't want to have to handle him for you."
You don't have to ask what "handling" him would entail.
* * * * *
You sit up with a sigh, and cradle your boobs with an arm to keep them from drooping. You thrust your free hand between your legs. It feels odd not to have a cock--and it feels very natural, too. You grimace pleasurably as you rub at your new pussy with the heel of your hand. And then you remember that you're not alone.
"No need to stop on my account," Caleb says in a leering voice.
You glance over your shoulder at him. "Don't be a pervert, Seth," you retort. "Just hand me my things."
You're sitting in the basement of the elementary school out by your house--the most convenient meeting spot--and with a grin Caleb pushes the neatly folded clothes across the table toward you. It's just the two of you: Caleb must have sent your replacement--Eva under your new mask--back home while you were unconscious. You flap open the panties and slip your small feet and firm legs through them, and hike them up to your crotch.
"Should I call Cindy," Caleb asks, taking out his phone. "Do that double date?"
"You didn't call her already?" Your friend shakes his head. "You didn't call Jeremy?"
"Doesn't matter if I did or didn't. He's a golem, remember."
"Patterson's golem," you remind him. You pull on the bra and carefully tuck your great globes into the cups. "It would be kind of weird."
"It'd be fun," Caleb insists. "Come on. Lemme get Cindy, and we'll have some fun at a club or something."
That would be the most natural thing to do, of course. Eva had already told Jessica she was going on a date, and it would be strange if you returned to the house with the news that plans had fallen through. But if you cancelled--
Jessica was on the phone with Lisa when Eva had left the house. If you went back, you could probably hook up with the two of them. That was the main reason you chose a Garner as your disguise--to get close to Lisa, and to give her support.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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