Jason stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his stockings and taking in his reflection, something he was still getting used to.
He couldn't believe that the government had kept technology like this hidden from the public, reserving it only for extreme situations, such as witness protection against the mob.
After finishing getting dressed, he headed downstairs, drank a cup of coffee, and left for his low-paid job as a waitress at a local sex club.
It was a significant step down from who he used to be, but at least he was still alive.
Jason stood there in front of the mirror, adjusting his stocking and adjusting his belt, then lowing his skirt down to his legs, he probably done it several times before, and he can't over it, it was like he done it hundreds of times, even thousands of times , but he knew it was barely two or three dozen times, doing it, how did this happen it was special technology , that government bases mark special secret , and was used as extreme used, and I was classified as that why it used on me, well it I had really special information that could cause damage to a country or more, or worst , this technology could help many, but the power that be, controlled the forbidden technology , then looked again to see if ever thing was right, then I got my purse, my key and phone, drank the last on the coffee , it was bad coffee, Jason had to be in his Katie mode as waitress in a strip club, the outfit was part of Jason/Katie job. Jason knew her handler, watcher were closer by until the time when Jason needs what worst, was the Jason its years until they needed him, by that time he might be comfortable as Katie , because Jason would suddenly be more Katie and wanted more than hidden as waitress, to be me
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