GG's, Like in Maggie Ch. 05

This was why Kathleen had to stop herself from investigating what Andrew had been up to. This was why she had to tell herself that her husband was truly gone from her, and he wouldn't be coming back. He'd betrayed her... JoAnn had betrayed her... everyone had betrayed her, and there was no point looking back anymore.

"No..." Kathleen finally responded after being lost in her thoughts. "I don't need to know any more." She croaked out, shaking her head. Tracy gave her a small smile, understanding why this was still a raw nerve.

"Like I said, my boss understands your plight, more than you would ever know," Tracy resumed, returning to her spiel. "But, talents like yours shouldn't be wasted. Kathleen... you shouldn't be out here..."

"My talent was giving women fake tits!" Kathleen said angrily. "Let's not act like I was changing the world! What I'm doing here... that's doing far more good than any of that."

"Yes, this work is incredibly important. And my boss understands that," Tracy explained. "Which is why she sent me here. She wanted me to offer you a deal."

"What? What deal?" Kathleen asked.

"My boss would like you to return home," Tracy began. "Return home, reopen your practice, or start a new one, whatever you want to do."

"Why would I do that?" Kathleen asked. "I'm happy here." Tracy again, ever patient, simply grinned. She opened a portfolio next to her and retrieved a small slip of paper.

"My boss is willing to cut a check to 'Doctors Without Borders' for five million dollars," Tracy explained simply, showing her the partially filled out check.

"Five million??" Kathleen questioned. Tracy nodded.

"If you go back home, and go back to work, my boss will cut them this check. Imagine how this could help? Imagine the supplies and the manpower this could buy them? You're doing amazing work here, and no offense is meant, but this five million can help far more." Tracy explained bluntly.

"If your boss is so philanthropic, why doesn't she give them the money anyway?" Kathleen asked.

"My boss recognizes the great work being done here, but... she isn't investing in them. She's investing in you," Tracy stated. "She covets your talents. Not only will she give the charity the money, you pretty much have a blank check for whatever you need to return to work. To reboot your old practice, or set up another one. Whatever you need, she'll help." Kathleen shook her head before sipping the last of her beer. "If you don't believe me, I can give you the check right now. You can donate it yourself," Tracy affirmed. But that wasn't what was bothering her.

"I'm not special. I just give women big, fake boobs! That's it!" Kathleen said incredulously.

"This is a changing world, Kathleen," Tracy said. "Women are rising in ways you probably don't even understand. A woman of your talents is... priceless." Tracy praised, letting this sink in before continuing. "Listen... we're both practical women, Kathleen. And we both know, good intentions are nice, but its money that makes the world go round. A woman of your skillset... there's no doubt you weren't hurting for cash. Out here, you're just one of many. You're doing the same work everyone else is. But, back home, making the kind of money you do... you could do so much more. As superficial as it might be, wouldn't it be something if you could take the money you make doing all those surgeries and do some real good with it. The money you could make at your clinic could pay to bring ten doctors here, or 100 doctors. And as far as supplies... Kathleen, that money could go so far! You could take care of so much medicine and medical supplies with that kind of money. You could do so much more from back home than you could ever do here. Put your talents to good use, Kathleen. Use your gifts!"

Kathleen was gob-smacked as she let this sink in. On one hand, she loved her work here, and the thought of going back to her old way of life almost made her nauseous. But... she was practical. This woman was offering this important charity a lot of money, money that would be put to such good use. Money that could literally save lives and have a wider effect on the needy than any one doctor could. She didn't want to go back, but could she take this money away from this charity just out of some sense of pride? She didn't want to go back, she really didn't, but it was suddenly making so much sense to. If this charity could receive this much help... could she really stand in the way of that? And plus... you know... it was nice to be coveted like this.

And on top of that, what Tracy said about going back to work and taking the money she made doing breast implants and funnel it to charity... she was right. That could do some real good. It made sense. While being out here in the thick of this was spiritually fulfilling, didn't it make sense to maximize the amount of support she could give this charity? The work she had done at home... she had hated it, and it was so spiritually hollow. But, it was profitable. That money could be used in such wonderful ways. There would be a certain poetry in taking the money that was being spent in such superficial ways and using it to help a great charity that could help those in need.

Tracy watched the wheels turning in the doctor's mind.

"My boss can be very generous as well," Tracy continued. "And she would no doubt be happy to continue donating to this very important foundation in exchange for your sacrifice and hard work. Also, she would allow you time to volunteer personally, like this, on occasion. This is very good work you're doing, and this is clearly something important to you, and we don't want to take that away from you. My boss understands that this wouldn't be the easiest transition to make, given your history, so we are willing to do whatever it takes to make this as painless as possible."

Kathleen looked up at the woman seated across from her, before looking away, shaking her head. She knew where she was leaning, and she didn't like it.

"We know this isn't easy for you, but... you'll be helping a lot of people, both at home, and abroad," Tracy said.

"What do you want from me?" Kathleen asked firmly.

"I... I think I've said it, but we want you to go back to work and..." Tracy stated.

"No, I mean, you're not doing this out of pure charity. For all this... you're gonna want something from me. What is it?" Kathleen asked.

"Quite right," Tracy affirmed with a small smile. "Honestly... my boss doesn't require much. She'll defer to your judgment for the most part. The only thing she'll ask is to occasionally bump someone up your priority list, in case of emergency."

"Ha! Emergency? What... emergency breast implants?" Kathleen said mockingly. Tracy smirked.

"I... I know it sounds a bit silly, but like I said, there's something rising to the surface," Tracy began. "And, as my boss has shown me, men and even women see power in large-breasted women. Whether it's justified or not, it doesn't matter. It's just the way it is. And in the conflicts to come, people gravitate to power. We all have our part to play in what comes next. Your hands are too talented to waste here. Most doctors can do what you do here. But no one else can do what you can do back home. No one. Don't be ashamed of your skill. Come home. The people here will keep up the good work you're doing, and they will be assisted by both what my boss is offering and the money you can raise doing your work. Kathleen... please."

The wheels kept turning. As much as she tried to deny it, Tracy's words made too much sense. She was really good at giving breast implants, and while the work here was far more fulfilling spiritually, it wasn't exactly taxing of her many skills. And even though she was helping lots of people out, it was demanding work, labor that no one was meant to do forever. It was putting herself at risk in conflict areas, far from home. And... the truth was, she was running from her past. Running from the damage that had been wrought on her life and marriage by that fucking slut and her cheating husband. It was time to confront her past. It was time to make a sacrifice and go back home and quit running. Accept her talents and leave this work to others, and in doing so, leave behind a gift that would only help them.

Kathleen was going back. But not where she came from. No... she couldn't be anywhere close to where Andrew was. Or Maggie. She... she just couldn't deal with that yet. No. She'd go somewhere new. Start fresh. Open her own clinic in a new area and start a new life there. Yes... this could work.

The doctor gave the younger Asian woman a nod of acceptance, making Tracy smile.

"Very good," Tracy said with an excited smile. "Trust me, you won't regret this. Now... here's my card. We'll be in contact. And here is a plane ticket..." Tracy said, handing over a packet of papers. "My boss looks forward to you getting back to work. And Kathleen... thanks again." Tracy stood up and nodded at the still seated Kathleen. Grabbing her coat from her chair, she turned and walked away, her large, fleshy breasts swaying with every step. "Boys!" Tracy called out, snapping her fingers. "Come on! I've got one more person to talk to, and we don't have much time." With a start, the three bodyguards were spurred into action, quickly moving to follow Tracy. Kathleen watched the younger woman walk away, her butt shaking as she did so.

Kathleen was left alone again, smothered by the deafening silence.

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