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“I need her NI number as well,there's too many Smith's on the data base.” he shrugged and Tracey's hopes soared as she knew Emily wouldn't know that. She didn't know it herself but she knew it was on her payslips neatly tucked into her underwear drawer in her bedroom. “I don't know that right now,is it really necessary?” Emily replied knowing the answer already. “I'm afraid so, this things good but when it hits a Smith or Jones it needs more info to get working.” he shrugged. “Well it looks like the deals off then.” Emily said dejectedly,completely the opposite to Tracey's mood. After paying for the pizza he left and Tracey tore into Emily who for her part excused it all as a joke. Then she dropped a bomb shell, “I could of sold you anyway if I wanted to, I know where you keep your pay slips don't you worry,” All of a sudden Tracey's anger drained from her and she was once again excited, she could have been sold to the pizza man,how exciting was that. He no doubt would have had his fun with her and then sold her on, God knows where she would of ended up. “I should write the number down for next time and get you off my hands for good.” Emily snapped. Crazily Tracey found herself apologizing for being angry and desperately trying to appease the slave. It was all mad, she was apologizing for almost being sold by her own slave! It seemed to work though and soon Emily was calm again and Tracey was back to thinking how exciting it had been standing naked in front of the pizza guy being sold as if she was a piece of livestock which she knew of course that girls increasingly were. Life carried on over the next few days, work continued to be as annoying as ever and as far as she knew the bosses had even forgotten that she had Emily at home, certainly nothing was ever mentioned of it. It was loudly announced on the staff noticeboard that eighty percent of the company’s female staff were now slaves with a bold big letter statement, Come on Guys, let's try and make it 100% by Christmas Christmas was three months away and Tracey wondered what the free girls working for the company thought of that, including her. The future looked bleak! Emily was basically sitting at home while Tracey worked, she now had full access Skinny Ladyboy to Tracey's wardrobe and spent more and more time dressed in Tracey's clothes. She had even gleefully told Tracey one night that she had gone down the shops that day dressed in one of Tracey's dresses. In a way that didn't particularly bother Tracey but what Emily said next certainly did bother her. “Oh I bumped into the neighbour Mrs Chambers as well, had a good old chat,” she laughed, “ God that woman can chat for England, a right nosey parker as well, apparently she'd heard there were two slaves living in your house now, no I told her, only one slave.” Tracey was startled as Emily was dressed when Mrs Chambers saw her she would assume that Tracey was the slave and Mrs Chambers was well known for being the biggest gossip in town, she couldn't control her anger and blurted out, “You stupid girl, she will think I'm the slave then.” for a second Emily just grinned and then giggled, “Oh yes your right, well you'd better play along then, you know the penalties for pretending to be a slave and she said she was going to tell everyone she knew, she said it was about time somebody put you in your place.” Tracey had fallen out with Mrs Chambers recently over something petty and she knew that was the kind of thing she would say and she probably would tell everyone she knew, which was a lot of people, this was getting out of hand, she'd flashed the paper boy, been fucked by the window cleaner and nearly sold to the pizza guy and now her gossipy old neighbour thought she was a slave! “Oh and she's invited me to a party she's having at her place Saturday night, you don't mind if I go do you?” Emily smiled sweetly, “ apparently practically the whole neighbour hood is going, well the important teen ladyboy ones anyway, give me a chance to meet everyone and get to know them, have a good chat.” Tracey was shocked, she'd never been invited to one of Mrs Chambers parties before, what would Emily chat to these people about, she was only a slave after all although Mrs Chambers didn't know that! “Of course you go, have fun.” she managed to blurt out seeing Emily's questioning look. “Oh great, I haven’t been to a party for ages.” Emily squealed excitedly. Of course you haven't your a slave. Tracey thought silently. “I would take you but it could be dangerous for you, most of the guests already think your a slave and they all will by the end of the night, and well you know what some men are liable to do with slave girls.” she shrugged her shoulders smiling. Tracey hated the way Emily was smiling at her, all patronising and insincere but not being able to think of some witty comeback she smiled as well and simply said thanks and then got on with cooking the dinner, another of Emilys job that she somehow found herself doing nowdays. Saturday came and she found herself busy doing Emily's hair and make up for her. She must admit she did look stunning when she finally left for the party and despite herself she couldn't go to bed until Emily got home. When she did stumble through the door Tracey noticed that it was gone 2a.m and that Emily was drunk, very drunk. She seemed to have had a good time though post op ladyboy and between the drunken giggles she managed to get out of her that she'd liked everyone and they had liked her. “Everyone seemed to like you too though, “ she slurred, “All the men seemed to know you, a few called you that big titted bimbo,” she giggled,” they're all glad your a slave now, some of them said they might come round soon and have some fun with you if that was alright by me, I said of course it was.” she laughed sleepily. “But I'm not a slave.” she pointed out. “Oh well I told everyone at the party you were and you'd never guess who was there, that nice paper boy, he was someone’s son or something and he backed me up, so you may as well be a slave.” she said dismissively, her eyes almost closed. Tracey knew Emily was right, with the paper boy there to back her story up what chance did she have, she would definitely have to lay low for a while! Emily had other plans for her of course and they started the next morning. Both girls were still naked in bed when the unmistakeable noise of the ice cream van came down the road, it's merry jingle blasting them both awake. Emily moaned, her sore head obviously upset by the noise, and blinking herself awake she pulled the duvet off them both and slapped Tracey's exposed rear, “Come on lazy bones, get up and go and get me an ice cream, I really fancy one.” The harsh slap had jolted Tracey awake even if the vans jingle hadn't and she wearily got out of the bed and reached for her dressing gown but before she had a chance to put it on Emily, who had been watching her, merrily said, “Oh no you don't princess, it's about time you showed yourself off outside.” Well if we’re really just two halves of a whole, then I’m guessing teen ladyboy the apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree. “Well, pretty sure anyway. She often likes my fingers and tongue around her ass and sometimes in it. 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