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them she did, and that he’d took her virginity twice! The lying snake.
    Well, that had just set them all on fire to have a piece of her! She could’ve been the most popular slut in the school if she hadn’t minded being used and discarded, but she’d learned her lesson—a painful one. She was probably the only girl in school who hadn’t had a single date throughout high school!
    Even she hadn’t realized the ignorant morons had decided she had two pussies!
    How could she when all they did was leer at her, whisper behind her back, and snicker whenever they saw her? Once she knew, she also knew she wasn’t likely to get a date except some guy that wanted a gander at her ‘tofer’.

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    Shit! She should’ve guessed what that damned nickname meant--‘tofer’—two for one Bronwyn!
    She threw the covers off and got up, heading into the bathroom to take a hot shower to try to relax. She’d been relaxed until the memories had come back to haunt her!
    Stripping while she waited for the water to heat, she stared down at herself.
    Outwardly, there wasn’t a sign that she was different. She looked like anyone else. If only she hadn’t been so freaked out about it she’d felt the need confide in her best friend!
    What girl wouldn’t be freaked out to discover she had two wombs and four ovaries, though? To learn that she was actually two people—with the organs of a twin that had never completely developed inside of her?
    And she really was two people, because the tests they’d run on her had also revealed the fact that she was a chimera—She had all of her mother’s DNA and all of her father’s. Even her wombs were ‘different’ people!
    If it hadn’t been for the trouble she’d had with her periods she might never have known—at least not until she’d been grown and might’ve been able to handle it better.
    Maybe then her entire youth wouldn’t have been blighted.
    Or if she’d kept her secret to herself.
    Or if her trust in Mary Ellen hadn’t been completely misplaced.
    Or if she’d been able to leave Greenville and live somewhere else.
    That thought gave her pause as she climbed into the shower and allowed the hot water to pelt the tension from her. She was living somewhere else! She finally had the chance to date without running the risk that all the guy wanted was to have sex with her because he thought she had two pussies!
    Constantine didn’t know she was a freak! And there was no reason that she could think of why he needed to know!
    Assuming, of course, that he actually had any interest in her.

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Chapter Three

It was just as well that the following day was Sunday and the Club Rouge wasn’t open. It ate at Bronwyn half the day that there was no way she could visit the club and see Constantine again but, by the time the afternoon had rolled around, common sense had returned.
    She didn’t know why Constantine had seemed to single her out, but, try as she might, she couldn’t think of anything he’d said or done to indicate he was actually interested in her. Relief and disappointment filled her when she realized that. She hadn’t made a fool out of herself by dashing back like a lovesick puppy! Thank god!
    As disappointed as she was, her spirits didn’t plummet completely. Her rambling thoughts the night before had finally settled on something ‘big’—freedom. She’d been liberated from the black cloud that had hung over her almost her entire life—or at least seemed to. She was in the city and absolutely no one knew her! If she did meet someone, she could date without the nagging worry at the back of her mind that the only reason they had any interest in her was because of her plumbing!
    Of course, she wasn’t naïve enough to think they wouldn’t also be interested in getting laid—it seemed a preoccupation of men in general—but she’d at least have some chance that they were interested in her as a person. She didn’t even mind that part. After all, it was a fact of