Front Desk Girl 2

Chastity was a month into her stint as the front desk girl at her sister's salon and things were not going as expected. She had more friends than she had ever had before! She loved the girls she worked with! They had already been out for drinks together most nights. It was fun interacting with the ladies without the pressure of all the sexual tension and flirting and everything else that was super stressful about being a guy trying to hang out with super attractive women. She felt closer to every girl at the salon than she ever had to any of her guy friends, even the guys she'd been friends with since kindergarten!

The daily chores of womanhood no longer bothered her. In fact, she enjoyed getting up in the morning and taking hours to get herself looking her best for work. She was even in a competition with the girls at work over who could take the hottest selfies. It had helped her get her confidence up early on and now they kept doing it just because it was fun. Chastity was confident, sassy, funny and adorable, more than had ever been said about Chase. Still, Chase was going to school once the summer was over and he would never be able to give that up, no matter how much temporary fun he was having pretending to be Chastity.

All of that changed late one night while Chastity was hanging out with the girls at one their apartments. They were all getting totally sloshed and playing truth or dare. Chastity thought that she could be saved some indignity by choosing truth a lot but that ended up being her downfall after the tenth question when one of the girls asked her how she ended up coming to work at the salon. Of course, Morgan had gotten her the job, but they all knew Morgan had a little brother, not a little sister. The two siblings shared a panicked look, but their brain functions were hampered by the supreme amount of alcohol they'd had that night.

"Well, you know. My sister got me the job," Chastity said.

"Your sister? You mean Morgan? Morgan has a little brother, not a little sister."

Chase had no idea what to do. They were all about to learn his secret and he didn't think he could stop it. It was probably already out. These girls weren't stupid, just ditzy. His face heated up under his makeup and he said nothing. He didn't want to dig himself a bigger hole.

"Wow. Really Morgan? Why would you do something like this?" the girls asked.

"He needed a job and I thought it would be better if he tried to fit in, you know?"

"Seriously though? He knows like, all of our secrets and he's like seen us getting changed and stuff! I feel so violated!"

Chase fell all over himself trying to apologize. He felt so bad, the adrenaline and alcohol were mixing in his system so that he was shaking and giddy like a schoolgirl. The girls didn't even seem to hear any of his apologies and he wondered if he was just imagining this whole thing.

"Okay, Chastity, you can stay on, but there are going to be a few conditions. Morgan, you can look for a new job. Nobody needs your fake ass around. Don't worry. We'll take good care of your ditzy little sister here, won't we girls?"

The room swirled. What was happening? This was too much! This couldn't be real! One of the girls punched Morgan in the eye. Another stepped up to speak to Chastity, but she couldn't hear anything. Suddenly, the girl was towering over her with a look of concern. Then, Chastity faded away into darkness and silence.