Chapter 1

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Eight years later:

I roll over and turn off my alarm clock. 7 a.m. hmm why did my clock go off. Right, I have an interview at the local fire station. Let's hope I get it, I really need the money. 

I get up and get dressed in my nicest penile skirt and fancy shirt. I put on a little bit of makeup, trying not to go overboard, and head out the door.

When I get there I am handed a resume sheet to fill out. After that, I wait a half hour before they get back to me.

"Miss Lasky?" asked the lady at the counter.

"Yes ma'am," I reply/

"You got the job, be here tomorrow at 9 a.m. for your first day,"

"Can do! Thank you," I smile. She smiles back.

I start for the door bumping into a tall figure.

"Oh, sorry," I look up to see a man with dark brown eyes staring back at me. 

He smiles. "Don't worry about out. It's all good," 

I smile back and head for the door. Why does that guy seem familiar to me? Hmm, all I know is that guy is H. O. T.  hot! 


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