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Hell Hath No Fury Part 24 of 37
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This log confirms my theory that I had on the plane on the way back. I 
couldn't tell you then because you were in shock. But now I think I can."
 
"Go on"
 
The policeman that came to visit him when you first vanished was 
described as 'swarthy'. When my husband was abducted, it seems like the 
same policeman."
 
"So, maybe he worked the same case?"
 
"Ah yes but he put John onto another cop called 'Salah' in Syria. John 
described Salah killing those thugs in graphic detail"
 
"He saved his life."
 
"Yes but listen to this bit" And I read the following from John's log.
 
	"My eyes detected a blur, and I heard a sharp 'Thiick' noise and 
	my assailant fell to the floor writhing in pain,his throat slit.
 
	Salah stood over him impassive but victorious. He wiped a 
	small, thin blade on his sleeve and sheathed it in a smooth well 
        	practised movement."
 
"Yeah I read that bit. That Salah guy is fearsome" Cathline replied
 
"When I was taken, at the hotel I refused to go along. A guy who I called 
'apeman' sliced off a part of my hair in just such a move and with the 
same kind of knife. I didn't even have time to blink. I think this Salah 
guy was a member of the guild. Listen, when John asked him how did he 
learn such a move he didn't say 'I  learnt it in the police' rather that it 
had been handed down from father to son. I also think that this swarthy 
cop was in the guild as well. In other words the guild gave John the run 
around until it was time for him to fly back. They even had him pick up 
my stuff and fly back with it. He would have been carrying my passport, 
my clothes and all my things. Naturally when the police came to identify 
his body they thought he was me. I also think that my husband saw John 
carrying my cases and wearing my clothes and assumed, as was perfectly 
natural that John was the 'Hell Bitch'. I would have done the same, you 
would have done the same anyone would."
 
Cathline's shoulders sank in despair. "Liz did it didn't she. SHE set John 
up to be killed, knowing that John would be in harms way. She sacrificed 
him in order so she could get away. Listen I need to take a walk, I'll be 
back soon and leave some of that chocolate for me." Cathline got up and 
went out of the door.
 
I could hardly believe what the 'Hell Bitch' had done. Not only had she 
set Cathline and John up to be experimented on, thrown Cathline into 
that hell hole, she had deliberately set up a trap for John on his return. I 
hated her more than ever, she could not take such liberties with people 
lives and get away with it. She fears only one thing and that is exposure, 
once her plans are exposed for the evil that they are the authorities will 
deal with her. Stephanie Lane is now critical to our vengeance. She is 
trained in investigation and I'm sure by now has a good idea of what is 
really going on. 
 
Cathline was right the thought of going up against the 'Hell Bitch' alone 
scares me, she may be Professor Moriarty but I am by no means Sherlock 
Holmes. I dread having to face her alone. 
 
Where is Cathline she's been gone two hours..
 
An hour later and night was falling and I heard a knock at the door.
"Hi Kat it's me"
 
I went over to the TV,switched it on and cranked the volume up
 
"WHO IS IT?"
 
"It's me Anne Bonny" Cathline Shouted. Thank God for passcodes.
 
"OK come on in"
 
Cathline walked in, cold and wet. She had obviously been crying.
 
"Kat, your husband tried to stop Liz at the only time he could have. If Liz 
had escaped from the plane then he would not be able to find her again. 
He would not have had another chance. You're right I would have done 
exactly the same. Liz is directly responsible for John's death. I'm sorry 
for all the thing's I've said about you.". She held out her hand "Friends?"
 
"Friends" I said and shook it.
 
Cathline sat down on the sofa and asked me.
 
"You said you had a lead on what happened to Liz" She asked
 
"Yep listen to this bit" I picked up John's log and read.
 
	    "I looked up and saw a blonde haired woman looking at me. 
	    That's right, I'm hurting, OK you can just piss off back to your 
    own world I thought. The woman quickly looked away, ashamed 
	    I guess. CUTE BODY THOUGH, JUST LIKE MINE."
 
"So" Cathline interrupted.
 
"Now listen to this" I started to read again.
 
	"I boarded the plane still almost in tears and sat down in front of 
	that blonde bitch. I least I wouldn't have to see her pitied
	expression anymore. 
 
	As she got up to go to the bathroom I noticed the way she 
	moved, VERY SIMILAR TO ME, ALMOST CATLIKE. Come 
        on John you're tired and exhausted get some sleep. I couldn't 
	help but ogle at her when she came back. Very cute indeed, her 
        lips are a little thin though."
 
"I've put extra emphasis on the important bits. I bet that blonde was the 
'Hell Bitch'. She would want to see if John had taken the bait and to see 
what happened to him. " I explained.
 
"Come on Kat, that's quite a jump of logic" 
 
"Not really. To beat her we must think like her. She wouldn't have had 
time to change her body, just her face. Notice the phrase "JUST LIKE 
MINE" and the way John described the way she walked "ALMOST 
CATLIKE". I've seen nobody walk in exactly the same way as me. 
People used to say I slink. No that lady was the "Hell Bitch".
 
"That doesn't help us. Liz could be anyone by now"
 
"Yes but we can track her movements from the airport. We have a face to 
go on, we have a time of arrival and in a couple of days Stephanie Lane 
will be here with all the power of the press behind her."
 
"So in other words, We have her"
 
"Exactly. John has given us our first break. It's up to us to follow it thru."
 
I said.
 
"Since we have been talking thru theories I'm afraid I have some very 
bad news" Cathline said.
 
"What's that" I said with some trepidation.
 
"If Liz has used ' fixer' on your husband then there is no way back for 
him. He is stuck as Liz forever. Further more if she has used it on you, 
you are Jasmine for good."
 
"Sorry, I can't believe that. There must be a way" I began. No Cathline 
your wrong, must be.
 
"I told you about James/Jane getting my pussy. Liz had treated that 
sample with 'fixer'. A whole team of us tried for weeks to get the DNA to 
change back, but we could not. Kat these people were the best in the 
game and we failed. Sorry but you really are married to a woman now."
 
"Can't this fixer be cured" I sobbed.
 
"Sorry, it is a protein that negates the drug. No matter what DNA the 
drug tries to re-write it will fail. I estimate other labs are least ten years
 
behind us and they would have to do it the same way we did. The 'fixer' 
would work on their product too. Kat I'm really sorry."
 
"Noo, I didn't even get the chance to.." I sobbed.
 
"I know" Cathline said as she put her arm around me. 
 
We held each other for what seemed like hours as I let my grief pour out. 
Cathline just stroked my hair and let me cry it out.
 
"Listen I'm bushed I want an early night. It's Xmas day tomorrow and I 
want to celebrate" Cathline said.
 
"Agreed, You can take my room. I hate sleeping there now" 
 
I lay asleep thinking about what Cathline had said. She has had to face 
some bitter truths and now it was my turn. The reality was that my 
husband was now a woman and would remain so. What was my reaction 
to that? The answer was simple. I love him and vowed to spend the rest 
of my life with him, for better and for worse. I really wanted children by 
him but that was clearly not an option now. Many couples cannot 
conceive we would just be another. Another thing that hurt is that I 
would now never feel him inside me, moving in and out, giving me 
pleasure with each thrust. This was perhaps the most bitter truth of all. I 
don't know if I could make love to another woman, I wouldn't have the 
faintest idea of how to go about it even if I did. Sure I know where makes 
me tingle but that's a complete world apart from giving someone else 
pleasure. My last thought before I drifted off to sleep was "I do love him 
so".
 
The next morning I awoke to the smell of cooking. Cathline had got up 
early to start the lunch. She had poured me a glass of wine and it was on 
the bedside table with a book shaped parcel and a card.
 
I opened the card and read it.
 
        "To Kat
 
	Happy Christmas
 
 	All my love
 
  	Cathline
        XXX"
 
I took the present and gently tore off the colorful wrapping paper. I 
laughed out loud when I saw the title of the book. Treasure Island by 
Robert Louis Stevenson. I opened the cover and read the inscription 
"Remember me every time you read this, Cathline"
 
I got up and got dressed, taking sips from my wine glass. Quickly 
wrapping Cathline's gift and card I went downstairs.
 
"Happy Xmas" Cathline chirped
 
"The same to you. Thanks for the book" I said.
 
"Pleasure. I thought it would remind you of me everytime you saw it"
 
"It will that. Happy Xmas" I said and handed over my card and present 
to Cathline.
 
She took the card and read the inscription.
 
        "To Cathline
 
	Remember I am here always
 
        Kat"
 
"Thanks" she said and opened up her present.
 
"Wow, I don't know what to say " she said holding up a pair of black 
lacy panties.
 
"I really didn't know what to get you, so I figure go for lingerie " I said.
 
"Is this a hint?" Cathline winked at me, waving the panties around her 
finger.
 
"When's lunch?" I asked, avoiding the question.
 
"Oh in about a couple of hours. Some more wine?" Cathline said.
 
"Go on it's Christmas"
 
Several glasses later we were hardly in a fit state to eat Christmas lunch. 
We did our best though.
 
"Caffleen. Thiss Is Wonderful" I said, groggily, finishing the last of my 
turkey.
 
"Thaxs. More wine?" was the reply.
 
"No, I feel quite strange" 
 
"Y'know your husband" Cathline managed to say.
 
"My Husband, the beautiful woman" I said.
 
"Thass Right" 
 
"Yep" 
 
"How'ya goin to make love to him"  Cathline said.
 
"Dunno. Learn I guess, or never" I said.
 
"Let me teech you how" Cathline said.
 
"Why? I don't fancy women" 
 
Cathline became sober for a short file "Lissen. Your husband hates his 
body but loves you"
 
"Yess" I said.
 
"Then he will want you. But he will feel veri self con, self conscious and 
shy. You need to know how, so as not to put him off. You'll make him 
feel good about hi, himself again"
 
"I promised, no one elshe" I said.
 
"But you need to know how,in order to love him more. You slept with 
other men before him and would have with Hassan if it would have got 
us out"
 
"Shupose so" I said. My head was very woozy and Cathline's idea was a 
good one.
 
"Will you let me teech you"  Cathline asked
 
"Yes, now before I change my mind"
 
"Kish me" Cathline said.
 
I kissed Cathline full on the lips, in the same way as I had done with man 
and felt her respond. She pulled back.
 
"Not like that, I'm not a man. More sensitive, more feminine. We aren't 
in a hurry"
 
"OK how bout thish" I said and kissed her .
 
"Better, now let me show you" she whispered and kissed me fully on the 
lips. I could smell her perfume mingling with me own. I was surprised 
when I felt myself get aroused. Wow Cathline is one hell of a kisser. 
Cathline and I parted for a moment and she said .
 
"Much better, now let me undress you."
 
I stood up and Cathline slipped put her hand on my breast and my 
arousal grew more. She slowly undid the buttons on my blouse and 
moved her hand slowly onto my breast. She whispered "do the same to 
me"
 
As I did so she began to kiss me again and by now I was on fire. In my 
passion I undid her blouse and felt her bosom underneath the black lacy 
bra I had given her. I felt her undo my bra and my breasts fell out, free of 
their constraints. I almost jumped when Cathline stroked my nipples and 
bent down to nibble on them gently. I let out a gasp of pleasure and 
reached up to undo her bra, this I did so and we sank to the floor in a 
passionate embrace.
 
"Now for the main course. No Kat you don't have to be in a hurry. We 
can make this last all night if we want" Cathline whispered.
 
ALL NIGHT!!!
 
I felt a hand run up to the button on my pants and suddenly they were 
loose. I went to do the same to her but she said "No let me show you".
 
Her hand reached down my pants until it was stroking my ass and as she 
kissed my breasts and moved up onto my lips again she began to take 
them off. Soon I was naked except for my panties and my body was on 
fire. "You try" Cathline said.
 
I emulated her and soon her new lacy panties were revealed.
 
"For you lover" She said.
 
We embraced again and I moaned out load as Cathline touched me 
THERE. I went to do this same but found I could not move because of the 
pleasure. Whatever Cathline was doing down THERE was driving me 
wild.
 
Cathline removed my panties and started again. She was playing me like 
a musical instrument. I had no idea that doing it with another woman 
could be like THIS. Shit there she goes again.
 
"Are you enjoying yourself lover?" Cathline asked.
 
It was all I could do to nod.
 
"Now you try"
 
We switched sides and I took off her panties. She guided my hand HERE 
and THERE, the warmth, moist fragrance of her pussy was driving me 
wild. I really went for it trying to emulate what she had been doing to 
me.
 
"Not  like that. You're making love to me as though I'm a man. 
Sometimes I like it like that. But gently,gently,delicate and erotic. Be 
Feminine" Cathline said.
 
I tried again, this time letting me express the passion inside me. Cathline 
began to moan out loud "God you're good' She moaned. She showed me 
how just a gentle touch of the clitoris in a certain way could bring almost 
instant orgasm, how a combination of breast and pussy strokes could 
stoke my fire and so much more besides. 
 
"Now for my personal favorite. How about a 69" she whispered
 
I would have said yes to anything at that point.
 
"Go ahead"
 
We changed sides, with me on top and I went to kiss her pussy.
 
"Not Yet lover" She said.
 
Cathline reached up and pushed her face into me. Shivers went thru me 
as I felt her tongue go HERE and THERE. Her hands gripped my ass and 
her fingers made sensual circles there and up my back. I began to feel 
more turned on than I had ever done before. Cathline continued caressing 
me with her tongue and her hands moved to stroke my breasts.  I was 
almost at the point of orgasm, in fact I didn't know how I had managed 
not to come before.
 
"You try" Cathline said.
 
I reached down and began to lick her pussy, The taste of her and the 
warmth of her drove me wilder than ever. We continued for what seemed 
forever. The first time I came it was like an explosion of pleasure inside 
me, subsequent times was more like the old ones I had when I was still in 
my old body, much less frantic but just as intense.
 
We lay exhausted just stroking each other. We had sobered up a little by 
now but I didn't regret it for a minute. My Husband was going to have 
fun with me when he gets out I thought.
 
"No Regrets?" Cathleen said.
 
"None" And I kissed her again on the nipple just to prove it.
 
Somewhile later Cathleen got up and put her clothes back on.
 
"You were very good. More lessons later?" She asked.
 
"Of course, Lover" I winked at her.
 
There was still some more wine left open and it was a shame to leave it to 
spoil so we drank it and went to bed. Together this time.
 
Cathleen fell asleep first and I lay awake feeling a little guilty. I HAD 
promised to stay faithful to him and now I find myself being seduced by 
another woman. Not that I didn't enjoy it mind you, it was wonderful and 
so unhurried compared to being with a man. Cathline did have a point, 
even if we were drunk at the time. When we got him out, my husband 
would need to adjust to his new sex. If I fumbled around with him as I 
had done with Cathline he would have been put right off. No this counts 
towards my goal of making a new life with him. I want to be the best wife 
I possibly can.
 
I soon fell asleep  and awoke the next day with a jump as Cathline 
touched me HERE and THERE again.
 
"No Cathline, please I'm not awake yet"
 
"All the better, just lie back and learn" Cathline crooned.
 
I did so and just lay back and let Cathline have her wicked way with me 
and we spent most of the day making love in various ways, some of 
which I won't even try to describe. Simply put the 'Kat' was purring by 
the end of the day.
 
The next day we were in bed together, Cathline was just stroking my 
shoulders in a way that I had found particularly erotic when the phone 
rang.
 
"Who ever it is go away" Cathline shouted.
 
I answered the call "It's Stephanie Lane. She's about  10 minutes away 
and says put the coffee on"
 
We shot out of bed, like two naughty school girls and dressed in a hurry, 
just in time to answer the door.
 
"Hi, Stephanie Lane" and the powerdressed, blonde lady put her hand out 
 
"Jane Stephens and this is.. "
 
"Cathline Richards, Hi again" Stephanie said.
 
"Please come in and sit down, How do you like your coffee" I said.
 
"Black, without" Stephanie said.
 
"Before we start. We need to know that you are who you say you are" I 
said.
 
"Sure" Stephanie said, as she reached inside her purse.
 
"Not papers, When you interviewed me before, what did you say when I 
told you that Dr Bexley had been duped into changing John into Jane 
Norton" Cathline asked.
 
"I said nothing, because you claim that it was Dr Bexley who had duped 
you. Not the way you just said it" Was Stephanie's reply.
 
"What the hell is all this about anyway. You told me you hated her guts". 
Stephanie asked in slightly annoyed tone of voice and she pointed at me.
 
"I had to see her again to try and work out the final bits of the puzzle. It 
turns out that Dr Bexley was directly responsible for sending John to his 
death. We've kissed and made up since then" Cathline said knowingly. 
 
"I see. Now Jane what is your story and how does it fit in with all this 
I've been told about a DNA altering drug?" Stephanie asked.
 
I relayed all my story to Stephanie, from being taken at the hotel up to 
the present(missing out the hot bits of course). We outlined our current 
theories on the 'Hell Bitches' movements and on her intentions. 
Stephanie had to change tapes a couple of times and it was evening 
before we had finished.
 
"Before Christmas I had a visit from a creature called Roger Ferry. He 
had been transformed by some unknown drug into half cat, half man. He 
worked for an organisation that was an offshoot of this guild you tell me 
about. He is the proof that we need to prove all this and he has agreed to 
testify at the trial when the time comes." Stephanie said.
 
"That's wonderful" I cried. We'd won, We'd all but fucking won.
 
"I know you think that you are close to victory but I'm afraid there's still 
a long way to go." Stephanie said.
 
"In what way?" I said.
 
"First we have to find Dr Bexley. You are quite correct in your 
supposition that she will work to oppose you and will probably set this 
guild on you if you get too close. We also need to find out more about the 
guild. If we find out about them and threaten to make their organization 
public then they will leave us alone"
 
"They'll stop us from doing that" Cathline shuddered.
 
"You underestimate the power of the press, Cathline. Besides John's log 
and your testimonies should give me enough to go on without alerting 
them" Stephanie Lane said.
 
"For God's sake don't underestimate the 'Hell Bitch' I said fearfully.
 
"Listen. I know exactly what her capabilities are and have no intention of 
doing so" Stephanie said.
 
"Neither do we. I want you to think of a passcode for when you are with 
us. You will repeat your passcode to each of us, in turn and silently. We 
will do the same. If the passcodes match then we are who we say we are.
 
"Extreme measures" Stephanie Said.
 
"Extreme times" I answered.
 
I got up and turned the music on and onto full volume.
 
"TURN IT DOWN" Stephanie shouted.
 
"Your passcode is" I said in Stephanie's ear.
 
"Hmm Pandora" She said to me and then said the same to Cathline.
 
I gave Stephanie my passcode and still with the music up asked 
Stephanie.
 
"Why that one?"
 
"Because genetic engineering is pandora's box and I'm going to blow the 
lid on the whole thing, for better or worse the box is open"
 
I turned the music down.
 
"That's better" Stephanie said.
 
"Ok, every time you see one of us for the first time we MUST go thru the 
same procedure. Liz could be anybody at anytime" Cathline said. Good 
She's learning.
 
"Fine. It's getting late and I have all this to write up. I'll be in town for
a few days including over new year. So I'll see you then" and with that 
Stephanie Lane left.
 
"Did we just score a touchdown then?" I said.
 
"I think so, with Liz exposed your husband is almost certain to be set free 
on a self defense plea. Robert Abbey will be able to argue that he has 
saved humanity from a great curse. It all depends on us now" Cathline 
said.
 
"What do you think they'll do to the 'Hell Bitch' when they get her?" I 
asked.
 
"Dunno but I want a say" Cathline answered.
 
"Me too" and we embraced in triumph.
 
The days flew past as Stephanie, Cathline and I began to formulate our 
defenses against the 'Hell Bitch'.
 
All three of us sat, watching the ball drop in Time Square at midnight on 
December 31st and we all swore that no matter the cost we would stop 
the 'Hell Bitch' and destroy any remaining DNA drug stocks. Without us 
the world could be plunged into a genetic nightmare. We could not afford 
to take the risk.
 
Two weeks before the trial Stephanie Lane left to report on the build up. 
Cathline and I waited another week before setting off to New York. I 
really wanted to see him.
 
I arrived at the prison desperate to see him, but was told to my despair 
that I could not. Only family was allowed to. I asked if I could give a 
message to him and grudgingly was asked to write the message down. I 
wrote down "Have hope, The Kat is Back!" and gave it to the guard, 
along with a 20 dollar bill to ensure delivery.
 
Six days later my husband was standing trial for murder.
 
29. The Trial -Cathline's Tale.
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Kat and I sat down in front of the TV to watch the trial of her husband. 
We had been out for a walk but had to retreat back to our hotel when 
when she got in a desperate state about the trial. I needed to be strong for 
her, she really needs me now. Kat was in far worse a state than she had 
been in the harem. She had always seemed so strong and so self-assured 
but now she was like a frightened rabbit staring at the headlights of an 
oncoming car.
 
The trial had been going for a day or so now. The prosecution had 
presented all it's evidence when something horrible occurred. I missed 
the actual moment but Kat's scream sent me rushing back.
 
"What?" I called.
 
"It's Robert Abbey" Kat Sobbed.
 
"What's he done?"
 
"He's thrown the trial, he's basically admitted the he can find no defense 
against what my husband did . He has thrown out all his evidence as 
distortion of the truth and pleaded with the jury to convict of murder one. 
He's said that he would not be able to live with himself unless the truth 
be told. By using some technicality he has thrown it all away" Kat 
Sobbed.
 
"What!"
 
"The judge has gone away to discuss things with Robert Abbey and the 
prosecution"
 
"Kat I'm so sorry"
 
"I don't understand it. I thought Robert Abbey was on our side"
 
The TV commentary continued. "The judge is due back in a short 
moment, after this almost unprecedented twist in the Bexley trial. We are 
just as stunned as you are, ladies and gentlemen... "
 
"Oh Cathline Now what am I going to do" Kat Sobbed.
 
Kat continued to cry until the commentator said 
"And Judge James Francis has called the Jury into recess to deliver a 
verdict. Surely this is the end of the Bexley Case"
 
The jury were out for only a few minutes before the judge said
"All Rise"
 
"How does the jury find the defendant?'
 
"Guilty on all counts."
 
Kat screamed out loud when the Jury delivered a unanimous guilty 
verdict.
 
The Judge continued.
 
"Dr Elizabeth Bexley, you have been found guilty of the first
degree murder of Jane Stephens.  You will be taken from this place
and brought to another where you will be executed by lethal
injection. May God have mercy on your soul."
 
Kat was distraught and wouldn't even talk to me, she was hysterical with 
grief. I called for the doctor who gave her some sedatives to help calm 
her down. She drifted off to enforced rest. Now what could we do. Appeal 
I guess and hope Stephanie Lane comes up with the goods.
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Have You Missed a Part?. The complete version of 'Hell Hath No Fury'
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http://www1.mhv.net/sapphire/zip/furytril.zip to go right to it.

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