Becoming Claire Fredrickson - Episode 3

Over the next few weeks Sheila turned me into a prodigy. She even enrolled me in a pole dancing class so I could learn to be flexible. Having slept with Bode, she knew his turn ons and having slept with several other men, she knew what men wanted. I was learning from the goddess of sex herself and i was a more than willing student.


News of my new found sexual prowess spread through the house. And I had a renewed sexual confidence. I was back to my old self again with men holding doors for me and ogling me in front of their wives. I was like an upgraded version of the village Kike, with wider clientele and a wider market. Thinking about that time still makes me smile. I was on a roll.

It wasn't long before Bode started to covet my attention. He would buy me gifts, take me to lunch, invite me to watch TV in his room(that was his best move). He was such a gentleman in that time. If i didn't know he was an ass, I may have bought what he was selling. I loved the attention and all, but I didn't care much for Bode. I just took pride in manipulating him, it was amusing. It made me feel like I had won. Even though we lived together I still made him wait.

When we finally slept together, Bode was awed. It was the ultimate come back. Bode always had his favorites, that night i became her. I would flirt with him in public, make him breakfast, visit him during lunch and all that sweet stuff men like. It seemed like i was in love with Bode but i wasn't really. He was just my test subject, I tried out all of Sheila's advice on him. Just to check the success rate. It was wildly amusing and Bode was like putty in my hands.

I soon grew bored though. And just as I was getting bored, he showed up. The man of my dreams. I still wonder what our lives would've been like if Frank and I had worked out. But then, we all know that didn't happen.

I'm going to tell you about Frank and I now. I met Frank on a beautiful Wednesday afternoon. Sheila and I had decided to meet up for lunch at this new restaurant that just opened up. I had just done my hair and my nails so I was feeling fresh. I got to the restaurant a little early so I ordered for Sheila and I. As I was looking through the menu to see if something could convince me to order desert, I heard the most amazing voice say:

'Hi, is your name Claire?'
 I was in shock for a few seconds, till I looked up and saw the most amazing man I had ever seen. He was tall, light skinned, bald and completely masculine. It turns out I was unconsciously smiling while my brain froze to the site of him. I was still smiling when he said:

'You cant be. Claire wasn't as beautiful. You have a smile that could light up the room.'

All I could do was smile. I wanted to say something cute but i couldn't, I just kept smiling. I knew i was being foolish but I couldn't help it. He was so hot. When I kept smiling he said
'How rude of me, my name is Frank Doherty. I know you're expecting someone so I'm just going to drop my card and ask you to call me'.

I was still just smiling when he bent over and gave me the most gentle kiss on the cheek and walked away. I was in shock, did he just kiss me? He didn't even know me but then I couldn't even think straight because the smell of his cologne and the feeling of him being near me was sending waves through my body and I couldn't even see straight.

I was lightheaded, I think I was in love. I was too happy. When Sheila came I wanted to tell her about Frank but I didn't. I don't know why I didn't, I think I just didn't want to jinx it. Or maybe I didn't want her to snatch him. Whatever it was, I didn't tell Sheila.

When I got home all I could think about was Frank. Didn't even have time for Bode. I was already bored with him anyways, and I was too distracted to let him down nicely. I just avoided him. He was like a wounded puppy but all I could think about was Frank. I wanted to call him but I wasn't sure I should. I had never called a guy before in my life. Men chased me, I never chased men. I didn't want to let go of my power but I was intensely attracted to Frank and I just wanted to be with him.
I don't know how I won that battle but I didn't call Frank. I was in love with Frank, but I couldn't let go of my power. I was always over ambitious that way. I still thought about Frank but I just couldn't get myself to call him.

Two weeks later I ran into Frank at the convenience store. He was with another girl. I was consumed by jealousy. I wanted to go over and slap him and tell him off. How dare he? I was outraged. But reason prevailed and I turned and tried to run in the other direction when I heard him say
'Claire! You know, I'm going to call you Claire till you tell me your name and give me your phone number'.

I turned and smiled, he was always so charming. I was embarrassed but happy that he was saying that in front of his date. It means I had just upped her. I was competitive like that, but I'm sure you already know that about me.

'I'm sorry have we met? Oh wait, I remember you. We met at that......I don't remember how we met I'm sorry'.

'We met at that new restaurant on the Island. I gave you my card, you never called?'
All the while his girlfriend was standing there. I was so happy. And its not like I had anything against her, I just thought that if she was still standing there while her boyfriend hit on another girl then she deserved this kind of treatment. Plus, I liked being the centre of attention. I didn't even acknowledge her presence, serves her right for stealing my man(not that I had any right to call him that at the time).
'Oh I remember now, how are you?'

'I'll be better once I get your number. I felt stupid after the second day and you didn't call, I should've known you weren't that kind of girl'.

At this I smiled and glanced at the girl he was with, as though to say "you see? I'm special"
'Ive learnt my lesson now, and I'm not leaving without your name and number. Fool me once they say...'

I was thrilled. All I could do was keep from jumping but I managed to smile and say
'You can call me Claire and if you give me your card again, I promise, this time, I will call'.
To which I smiled, winked and waled away. And that was the beginning of a wonderful affair and the making of Claire Fredrickson.