Being A TFB Sounds Good, But It Is A Millstone Around My Neck
We can't spend the money.
We have a Wealth Advisor we have to meet with once every three months.
The Trustee is Chase Manhattan Bank, they disburse the earnings on an as needed basis for specific reasons. Rent, food, clothes, transportation. Everything is 'within reason'. The trust officer's 'reason'. As to college, well that is the primary purpose of this Trust. We have to go to college, no college degree by the time we turn twenty five, and the Trust dissolves, goes poof and we are left on the street.
College degrees are a long list of allowables. Medical Doctor, Structural Engineer, Accountant. But not School Teacher, or Social Studies, or Political Science. That we have to pay for ourselves. Any school we can get into. So Harvard or Community College, it's up to us as long as we get a full four year degree in one of the approved degree plans before we turn twenty five.
Okay. What about messing around. Any police record, poof. An abortion, poof. Unsavory characters, poof. My Trust fund officer is a 52 year old woman. She told me that my grandfather specifically told her that we were to remain virgins, or, poof. She decides how far we can go before violating that standard, which means 'no penetrations'.
I asked her, what if I for instance, had a oral sex with my best friend (a girl). Lesbian is okay apparently, but gay is not (the penetration rule is broken). But don't let me catch you on social media. She's, you guessed, a frustrated old dyke who likes nothing more than having our lives in her hands.
I am enrolled at the University of Virginia, in the Business Department. I will live in an all girl's dormitory for the first year and then I can move off campus, with a girl. She threatens to have me check in with a doctor before our quarterly meeting to get a virgin report on me. Don't stick anything in your vagina (except a tampon). My vagina will be examined with a chemical that reacts to sperm or semen. So no penetration. Under her breath I swear I hear EVER.
My grandfather was always controlling, ask my mother. Now he continues to control me from the grave. I don't want to tell you what controls my Mother's Trust has, their draconian for a free woman. The same frustrated dyke is my mother's Trust Officer.
And one more thing, because she was my grandfather's most trusted, we have to kiss her cheek when we see her.


