Jon sat in her new, temporary home, finally able to have a moments peace, she was worried, however, a growing part of her began to look on this as an opportunity to experience something really interesting - she had wished for something interesting to happen after all. She got up and started to explore her room, it was a very nice room, beautifully and tastefully decorated, not too girly either. When she opened the wardrobe and the drawers she saw a number of items of female clothing, again stylish, maybe a little on the revealing side but to be fair to Tiffany it wasn't all short skirts and plunging necklines. The drawers had a few unopened packets of new sets of underwear, certainly feminine in a range of pretty colours but also surprisingly tasteful. Jon, or perhaps she ought to get used to thinking of herself as Jen? Jen remembered how happy Tiff was at having a new sister, she began to think that Tiff was actually a nice girl, not at all the snooty bimbo that others saw Cheerleaders as.
Ready at last she walked out of her room and approached the door of her sister/cousin for the next week and knocked, Tiffany called out to her to come in and Jen did so.
If Jennifer had expected the room to be a Pink Explosion of ultra feminine bimbosity then she was very much surprised by what she found on the other side of the door.
The décor was certainly feminine, with tasteful pastel hues on the walls and furnishings, but besides the usual big bed and vanity there was a number of shelves and stand alone book cases taking up most of the wall space, filled with the sort of books you would not expect a girl that looked like Tiffany Saunders to have. There were classic works of literature by Dickens, Twain, Verne, Hardy and Tolstoy amongst others, there was an entire shelf filled with the plays of Shakespeare, there were books on Folklore, philosophy, History , languages and politics, there were books in Ancient Greek, Latin, Sanskrit, Mandarin and Irish, books on French Poets and Spanish Surrealists and Impressionists and Renaissance luminaries, there were books on The Scottish Enlightenment, Medieval Religious reformers and Bronze Age Archaeology. In short, this was the reading material of a serious brain, probably even a genius.
" My God Tiff! I had no idea you were so well read!"
Tiffany looked a bit embarrassed as she patted the bed beside her to indicate where Jen should sit.
" Ummm.. look, I really need you to keep quiet about that - OK?"
"Of course Tiff, you can totally trust me, I would never make fun of someone for being smart"
" I know that Jen, it's in your nature to be fair and responsible, I would expect nothing less from you, Karyn would never associate with any boy unless he was a truly decent person"
Jen was surprised again.
" You know Karyn?"
" Of course, she's a distant cousin, can't you tell from our shared attributes?"
She cupped her lovely, perky breasts and patted her long blonde hair"
Tiffany sighed and then, taking Jen's hands in hers she looked into her eyes with a sincere and troubled expression.
" The truth is, I chose you to receive my DNA because you and I have something in common and you deserve to get a glimpse of your true potential - Jennifer, I have something to tell you which will be hard for you to believe but it is true. The truth is....."
