Part IX

Joel stood there agape looking at the plane Francine pouting and looking everywhere except at him.

"You don't want to go back?" Joel needed to confirm what he just heard.

"No I don't." She repeated with frown.

For a brief second Joel saw his shining money drifting away. Everything, shaving legs, wearing fake tits and even piercing his ears was like for …. nothing?!

"Why do you want to stay here?" He hissed.

Francine looked around and than pointed at the corner next to the keep. They went there. She sighted and blushed.

"I'm in love." She smiled shyly.

"You're in love." Joel was dumbfounded and was only able to repeat her words. "And who are you in love with?"

"He's a guard. His name is Gerd. He's so handsome, strong and brave and .."

Joel couldn't hear the rest. The girl was like totally lost he could see it from her face.

"Does he love you back?"

Francine lowered her head and started to kick in the dirt.

"Don't know, I haven't talked to him yet."

"Does he know you even exist?"

Francine looked at him with pure hatred. Joel realized he fucked asking that but it seemed like one sided crush. His mind was making overtime now. He could literally hear all the cog gears rolling in his head. He has to succeed to get his money and return back home in full glory.

"Can you show him to me?"

"Why?" She looked at him suspiciously with a hint of jealousy.

Joel sighted, he needs to tell her the truth in order to get on her good side.

"I'm a man. I will ask him about you."

Francine's eyes widen, she looked at him from head to toes.

'You don't look like one."

"Need a proof?" Joel grabbed Francine's hand and placed it between his legs so she could fill his dick.

"Oh my good." She fumbled to make sure.

"Girls if you need it that badly I can help you out." A sudden voice surprised them both. A middle aged guard stood there with a grin on his face.

"Fuck off." Joel's voice suddenly changed and sounded rather manly. Joel realized the potion stopped working.

"Fucking weird sluts." Was the whole guard's answer who left throwing odd glances at them.

"He's there, he is practicing with the tall red one."

Joel looked at the man. Tall with short brown hair, trimmed beard. He needed to get closer to see his face close up. He moved in that direction. For a moment he was staring at the handsome Gerd till he stopped fighting and looked at Joel smiling brightly.

"You need something fine lady?"

Joel shook his head and went back to Francine.

"I'll talk to him, where are you staying?"

"In the service rooms next to great hall. I usually work in the garden or clean the guard's rooms."

"OK, don't tell anyone about me. I'll find you." Joel took his bucket and filled it with water from the well. Taking back the long stairs to the second floor he kept thinking how to approach the "handsome Garth".

"It took you a while" Miriam scolded him.

"Sorry." Joel answered quietly and started cleaning thinking about the sudden unexpected obstacle. Than it hit him, since he is a man and his voice is back to normal he can wear male clothes and sneak to the guard's house. All he needed were male clothes.

"Where's the laundry here?'

"What's wrong with your voice?" Miriam noticed.

"My throat hurts." Joel excused himself.

"The laundry is next to the kitchen."

"Thank you."

Joel smiled, he had a plan. Hopefully a plan that will work.